Seeing that Zhou Yu was unmoved, Hong Ningxue sighed and continued to persuade.
"My spiritual veins are all blocked, and I can't practice at all. If Senior Brother Guan can resist his four music sounds, he can only rest for a few months. Then for me, one music sound will probably make me nervous. If you are disordered, you are simply a lunatic."
"Zhou Yu, the path of cultivation is endless. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose once." The deacons and elders on the side looked at Zhou Yu who had reached that point. They also liked the young man a little and even went to talk to each other.
Fatty Li was extremely anxious, but his brother gave him such a calm and relaxed feeling that he almost forgot about that episode. Zhou Yu asked if the song invaded his mind. It would be like practicing martial arts and going crazy. There is no way to save him. .
"Good brother, I'll come east soon! Let's not fight. Fatty will take me to have a drink and have fun."
No matter how much the group of people tried to talk to each other, Zhou Yu still had no intention of not fighting, and even teased him verbally.
"That's not possible. Did he just say that he would make Senior Sister Hong go away uncleanly?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Ningxue immediately took out the whip and whipped it hard at Zhou Yu's face.
"You ungrateful thing, please let me know tomorrow the price of speaking out!"
Zhou Yu dodged while not forgetting to hurt others: "Senior Sister Hong, I am too easily angered."
Good guy, Hong Ningxue was so angry that her face turned red.
Not planning to waste time with this person anymore, Hong Ningxue took out her ocarina.
After a burst of harsh music, Zhou Yu felt as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, unable to move.
"Haha - he must be very patient. He is just a loser who can't even struggle and can only talk nonsense."
As soon as Hong Ningxue finished speaking, she saw Zhou Yu's legs moving and his arms bulging in strong muscles, struggling painfully.
Everyone is surprised, that man has no spiritual veins, how can he resist Dong's attack
Amid everyone's confusion, Zhou Yu had regained his mobility and smashed Hong Ningxue's body with his fist.
"Is that possible? Can I use any high-level magic weapon?"
Zhou Yucai paid her no attention and kept greeting her with fists.
God knows how hard he pretended to be. As early as the previous Guan Zheng competition, he discovered that Hong Ningxue's flute had little effect on him. Looking back at Guan Zheng in the arena, even with the protection of the spiritual shield, but that The appearance of struggling in pain is real.
This person who is similar to me and has endured hardships. After thinking about it carefully, he realizes that the body has nothing to do with it. It is probably that the Soul Refining Technique he practiced has the effect.
Zhou Yu was very happy when he thought of that. It meant that Hong Ningxue appeared in front of him, just like a sandbag, so he just had to hit it hard.
Bu Nao, out of caution, he had to show off the appearance of being mentally charged. He could not let outsiders know that he could cultivate his soul.
Time passed by, and Zhou Yu was kicked out of the arena in his imagination. What everyone laughed at did not happen. On the contrary, Hong Ningxue's magic weapon, the ocarina, had expired beyond the number of uses.
"Senior Sister Hong, do I have a magic weapon? If not, then I'll beg to be kicked away by him."
"I really surprised him. He was able to withstand Ocarina's attack. That's the end of it."
In the palm of Hong Ningxue's leg, a green Xiao appeared. From a distance, the aura surrounding the instrument could be seen. It was so beautiful.
"That's not it...that's not the case - Tourmaline Lingxiao!"
"Oh my god, could it be that Senior Sister Xiao's magic weapon was given to Hong Ningxue? I didn't expect it."
"Can Tourmaline Lingxiao be a yellow-level magic weapon? Hong Ningxue's request is starting to get serious."
Although Tourmaline Lingxiao is ranked at the lower level of the Yellow Rank, the attack of Bu Nao Le Sheng is more powerful than other mental techniques and magical weapons, and it is completely comparable to the intermediate Huang Class Magical Weapons.
Moreover, among the freshmen who have joined Tianhai Cliff less than three years ago, there are not many people who can possess the yellow-level magic weapon.
"Damn it, don't talk about us. Fatty doesn't even have a few yellow-level magic weapons in his body now. Hey, Brother Zhou is in trouble."
Some people are worried and some are ecstatic. So Song Fei and Song Jieqiu didn't leave in a hurry. They probably would have applauded on the spot when they saw the yellow magic weapon coming out. They wished that Hong Ningxue would kill that trash Zhou Yu to relieve their worries. hate.
"You paid me wrong, and you actually asked for a yellow-level magic weapon. I have to say that if I lose later, it will be worth it."
"Qu Chu persuades me again, Zhou Yu. It's too late for me to give in now." "
It was impossible to admit defeat. Did he really want to see which one was stronger and weaker between his Soul Refining Technique and the yellow-level Tourmaline Spirit Xiao
"No, Senior Sister Hong, hurry up and take action, Zhou Yu can't wait any longer."
When the first note floated into his ears, Zhou Yu clearly felt a faint sense of discomfort. Hong Ningxue didn't want to waste any more time with him that time, so she played the whole song directly.
Zhou Yu felt very unhappy at this time. Those notes were like little paper figures, jumping around in his head, making some very disturbing noises.
Bu Naofu's head was just a little uncomfortable, and Zhou Yu's mobility was not under any control. Just when he clenched his fists and wanted to rush to attack, Hong Ningxue played a second piece of music with a completely different style.
That time Zhou Yu couldn't move. The notes of two different songs existed in his mind at the same time. It was like two gangs of people fighting in his mind. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Weren't you very tough just now? Does Na Dong know what's good? Don't blame him for talking too much. If I continue to struggle like that, the pain in my head will gradually get worse. If it invades my consciousness, it will be... Is this really a useless person?"
Divine consciousness
Hearing those two words, Zhou Yu was suddenly awakened, and rushed to run the Soul Refining Technique, no longer relying on his own strength to resist, but to transform and inhale the attacks of the music.
He did what he said. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yu was stunned, as if he had not withstood Hong Ningxue's attack and became a little confused.
In Zhou Yu's consciousness, the soul-refining formula in his mind was like a huge whirlpool. Those attack notes were gradually sucked in and devoured, and then slowly transformed into his own power. It was very satisfying.
Hong Ningxue, who was standing in front of Zhou Yu, didn't notice anything unusual. Instead, she vowed to wait for Zhou Yu to surrender.