Ma Zhuan burst out his profound energy slightly, and after hitting Wu Zhe flying with a bang, he felt a little panicked.
Too bad, I used a little mystery in a moment of impatience. Fortunately, he subconsciously controlled it, otherwise he might have been beaten to death or disabled.
He hurried to see if Wu Zhe was injured. Luckily there doesn't seem to be any major issues.
While he was worried that he would seriously injure the opponent with a shot, he was also a little cautious.
If I am disabled, I may be required to contract labor to recuperate my injuries, which is still a trivial matter. But maybe I have to be responsible to the girl to the end, if the other party wants to agree with her body...
I don't want a fat junior sister! I want to be slim, with big breasts and buttocks...
Ma Zhuan was confused, and all kinds of weird thoughts popped up in his head.
At this time, Wu Zhe had already spoken: "Brother, are you unable to control your profound energy?"
Seeing his junior sister staring at him earnestly with big eyes blinking, Ma Zhuan blushed: "Ah, yes, I accidentally, accidentally failed to control my strength..."
He is not good at lying. It is not right to say that he did not control his strength well. At that time, he secretly allowed himself to release his profound energy.
Wu Zhe said sternly: "Since this is the case, brother, you must be careful. If you accidentally beat me to death and smashed me to pieces, even if you skillfully put me together as if I were alive, according to what you said earlier, it will not work." of."
As she spoke, she moved her arms a bit.
When the arm moved, it seemed that it was in great pain, and it was difficult to turn around very hard.
The appearance of her enduring pain was like a slap in the face of Ma Zhuan, and he felt that his face was disgraced, so he hurriedly found a reason and shouted to the audience: "Master, if you don't use all your strength to stimulate the profound energy, Disciple, I can't perform well! What should I do?"
You ask me, who do I ask? Stop putting the shit pot on my side to smell it! The head of the Bo channel can't wait to cover his face with his hands.
This apprentice did not live up to expectations! He agreed not to use profound energy, but was forced to use it beyond three stars, but how could he go down the stairs
The suzerain looked at Wu Zhe's situation, and after confirming that there was no serious problem, he thought in his heart: The difference in profound energy has caused her to be bullied. Maybe it is time to teach her the mind of the fourth level of Zizai Divine Art to help her improve her profound energy? !
But profound energy is not something worthless, does it mean that it can be improved by raising it? The Suzerain was also amused by his own thoughts. How can you think so much about your apprentice
Just in time, Elder Bai said in a low voice: "Sovereign, didn't you say before that you could teach the higher-level mentality of Zizai Shengong without fear of stealing it on the spot? If possible, teach her the fourth-level mentality. With Ruoyao's aptitude , maybe there will be surprises.”
"What surprises can there be?" The suzerain muttered, although he said so, but his heart was very itchy, and he wanted to see what kind of performance beyond imagination Xiao Ruoyao would have.
The suzerain beckoned Wu Zhe to come over: "Disciple, don't be angry, Ma Zhuan just missed for a while."
"I missed it for a while, yes, that's right, I thought the same way just now." Wu Zhe nodded vigorously, and continued to move his injured arm: "Senior brother must not have been forced by me to make a mistake, otherwise I would be too sorry for several stars The level is now. Ah, by the way, how many stars are you, brother?"
Wu Zhe's profound energy level is too low, and no one has taught her, so she can't perceive Ma Zhuan's profound energy level.
Those with a low level of profound energy will generally be able to perceive the opponent's profound energy level by one or two stars. For example, a five-star profound energy fighter can feel at most a six-star or seven-star level, and no matter how high it is, it will be inaccurate or impossible to detect. This requires someone with a keen sense of sensitivity and experience, otherwise ordinary warriors will be able to determine the level of profound energy of opponents of the same level or a level higher.
If Wu Zhe asked such a question, Ma Zhuan would have answered shyly, "We are seven-star masters."
But now, he just hurt the arm of a woman with 3 stars profound energy, how could he have the nerve to say it outright
"Seven, middle seven stars..." Ma Zhuan said in a low voice. He vaguely remembered who his master was, who seemed to have mentioned his star rating in public, didn't she hear it
Regardless of whether Wu Zhe has heard of his level, this is the time to ask.
Wu Zhe had to settle for this bit of pain. You hurt me, how can it be counted if you don't slap me back in the face
Just now Ma Zhuan said that she is fat, as the incarnation of time travel, she is really not so angry. She is no ordinary girl. At that time, it was said that the fat junior sister was angry, and it was more to make him say words restricted by profound energy.
At this time, the suzerain shouted again: "Ruoyao, come here."
"Wait a minute." Wu Zhe said to Ma Zhuan, and ran off the court in response.
Let me wait, it's really easy. Ma Zhuan thought it sounded familiar.
It's as if a child who was playing outside was yelled by his parents, and then yelled at his playmate to wait for me to come back and continue playing.
It's just that when she was running, one hand was still supporting her injured shoulder and arm, as if she was in great pain.
All the guards commented in low voices as they watched her walk back with her arms stroking, expressing a little bit of indignation for what happened to her.
Ma Zhuan could feel everyone's gaze, and for a moment he felt that in the eyes of everyone, he was the big villain who bullied the little girl...
The prince just looked at Wu Zhe's performance with a smile, and didn't stop his subordinates from showing a biased attitude.
Between the disciples of the Jin State Master and Xiao Ruoyao, he didn't have a good way to judge who was the lightest and who was the most important, so he just watched the excitement and made soy sauce.
The current prince doesn't have much love for Wu Zhe. Even subconsciously, she is often used as a political or profit tool. This is a necessary habit of the son as the heir to the throne.
Wu Zhe ran to the suzerain seat, bowed and asked for instructions: "Master, do you have any orders?"
"Ruoyao, you have learned the third level of Zizai Shengong, but because of being stingy as a teacher for a while, you didn't teach you more advanced exercises." Suzerain Nianxu said slowly: "Do you have any complaints in your heart?"
Wu Zhe was serious: "Master, the so-called wealth and honor is your destiny. What you don't give to your disciples must be destined or you have considerations. Disciples will not take it arbitrarily."
"Ha, do you really think so?" The suzerain asked with a smile.
Wu Zhe laughed and said, "Anyway, that's how I comfort myself."
"You girl, what are you talking about to comfort yourself, you sound very hurt." The suzerain said with a teasing meaning: "Now the other party has seven-star profound energy, which is more than half your height, what are your plans?"
Wu Zhe told the truth: "Forcing him not to use a profound energy above three stars."
"This is also a way." The suzerain nodded: "Then, master will teach you a trick to deal with him?"
one move? Give me a break. When everyone heard this, they didn't believe it. (To be continued.)