Chapter 8 8. Xia Feng, are you my kind?
“Is this the boy?”
“Looking at the epaulettes, they are from the first year, can he do it?”
"Haha~ The first-year trainee spiritual master probably doesn't even understand what the wave-type spirit substructure is. He will be in trouble~"
The students are either curious or He disdained to pay attention to the black-haired young man walking down the stairs step by step.
Xia Feng took the long knife from Mu Qingtong's hand and whispered helplessly: "Miss Mu, what do you mean by this? Do you want to see my joke?"
"Mr. Since you have the closest relationship with me, I will naturally ask my acquaintances to come up." Mu Qingtong smiled gently and slightly arched his eyebrows.
“Haha~”
Xia Feng finally understood that this scheming woman was just looking for fun and wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
Fortunately, I had it, so it’s not a big problem!
He made up his mind to learn how to use skills like Mu Qingtong in a while, and just get a decent evaluation. There is no need to be too ostentatious.
He cupped his fists and saluted: "Teacher Fu, please give me some advice."
Chanaixue whispered a few words in Freya's ear and stepped aside. Xia Feng looked at Chana in confusion. Snow, but saw a rare smile on Freya's serious and cold pretty face, "Xia Feng is in the first year, right? Teacher, I am looking forward to your performance."
Teacher, don't be like this, I Afraid. Xia Feng had a bad feeling. What did this woman Chana Xue say to the teacher?
But now is not the time to think too much. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and deliberately made a non-standard starting position. His black pupils narrowed slightly and he quickly mobilized the spiritual pressure in his body to rearrange the spiritual structure.
"Teacher, I'm going to do it!"
He shouted lowly, and at the same time -
The woman in martial arts uniform in the distance no longer defended, but slowly raised the handle of the knife , made a three-fold wave starting position!
A terrifying wave of blood instantly spread out with her as the center, buzz! ! ! !
In the martial arts arena, sand and rocks were flying, and paper scraps were flying on the podium at the back. In the lecture theater further back, some people hurriedly bent down to hold down their skirts, while others leaned back and raised their hands to block the terrifying shock wave. Everyone's hair All dancing in the wind.
This is not the power that Triple Wave should have,
but Freya has completely unfolded the spiritual pressure field of the third-level spiritual master. This is the rhythm that is going to kill me. Xia Feng is numb. , he watched helplessly as Professor Freya began to swing his sword, and the terrifying momentum came like a giant beast covering the sky.
"It's over!!"
There is a great terror between life and death. He has no time to judge whether Freya is scaring him. Attacking with all his strength at this moment is the best defense now! The not-so-standard long knife in his hand became perfect in an instant. He relied on instinct to rearrange the structure of the spirit, and swung the knife out——
Buzz! ! ! ! Three blood-colored moon arcs roared like a dragon out of a gun, and passed through the 100-meter martial arts field filled with flying sand and rocks in an instant. The friction between the spirits and the sand and stones made a low roar, like a wild beast roaring, which shocked all the students and subconsciously covered their ears.
Chanaxue was not affected at all. She just subconsciously stood up and stared at the black-haired young man wielding the knife with a dull expression, her heart sinking slightly.
"Is it really the first level of spiritual pressure? How is this possible?"
Can she not understand her childhood sweetheart? In terms of cultivation talent, he is average, and his understanding of the structure of spiritual beings is also average. It is impossible for him to get ahead in this life.
But now the fact that slapped her in the face was right in front of her.
Not only is he a first-level spiritual master, but according to the situation on the field, this guy is also a genius at least in terms of spiritual structure!
Chanaxue's slender eyebrows gradually frowned, her emotions in her heart were complicated and difficult to understand. She suddenly realized that she actually didn't understand Xia Feng at all.
The result of the information bias is that all her previous probability calculations are likely to have serious deviations, and they will have to be overturned and started all over again.
"He is actually a first-order spiritual master?"
Mu Qingtong had just crossed her legs and sat down, ready to turn the pages of the book and continue doing her own thing, but an unexpected situation on the field made her change her mind.
“This guy is unexpected.” The woman in the black skirt’s pale golden eyes showed interest for the first time, and she closed the book.
Buzz——
Freya obviously made a starting move, exuding terrifying spiritual pressure and murderous intent, but she did not take any further action. She just backhand slashed, and three roaring blood waves rushed straight like a tiger out of the cage. She faced the door.
The long burgundy hair danced wildly back, and the white martial arts robe was also hunting in the wind in the bloody tornado.
She turned sideways and took half a step back with her right foot. The three waves in front of her suddenly collapsed and turned into fragmented red light spots, floating into the sky.
The whole place was silent. Xia Feng rested his knees and panted slightly, raised his eyes and narrowed his black pupils. Sure enough, this Silver Coin teacher can freely release and release the murderous spiritual pressure. He likes to play tricks on others, right? He almost thought that this teacher was in the same group as Qi Xiao.
Da——Da——
Freya looked solemn and stared at the black-haired young man in the distance with solemn eyes.
Two seconds later, she slowly approached with a knife.
Xia Feng subconsciously raised his head when he noticed the movement. His field of vision was filled by two snow-white mountains. They were clearly wearing white martial arts robes, but there was a sense of oppression from dark clouds looming over the city. He frowned and subconsciously straightened up and stepped back.
But Freya's serious little face smiled. She stood on tiptoes and reached out to gently pat Xia Feng's hair: "Not bad, not bad."
Xia Feng: "."
"What Chana Yuki said is indeed true, you are really a genius!"
As she spoke, the curve of the corner of Freya's mouth became wider and wider, and she couldn't restrain it even if she wanted to.
She never expected that she would meet such a good young talent. He could perform such a perfect triple wave at just eighteen years old, which showed that this student named Xia Feng was at least good at swordsmanship. Very talented in spirit clothing type!
It's a pity that the current level of spiritual pressure is still a bit low.
But it doesn't matter, because when she thinks about having an opponent in the future who can fight with her crazily in swordsmanship, and who was taught by herself, she is so excited that she gets excited!
"Old teacher?" Xia Feng was frightened by Freya's weird smile, and subconsciously took a step back.
Freya followed closely and took a step closer, her eyes fiery: "Xia Feng, are you willing to become my teacher?"
"Ah?"
"Ah?!"
The students behind were in an uproar.
"Is it true? The professor actually wants to accept a disciple? Is this boy so powerful?"
"Nonsense! Of course he is powerful. There was a faint roar of tigers in Xia Feng's triple wave just now. Zhiyin, this is already the embryonic form of the Spiritual Clothes "Blood Rose"."
A boy sitting in the third-year seating area pushed up his glasses and said in a deep voice, "'Blood Rose' is the fourth-year class. Duan Cai is qualified to learn the C-level spirit clothing, but Xia Feng has vaguely figured out the direction. Think about it for yourself, how many people in the history of the academy have achieved this level? "
"That means he is more powerful than the preparatory saint from the Black Moon Holy See?"
The boy nodded: ""The saint is certainly not bad, but she is still inferior to this one named Xia Feng. ”
Mushroom listened to the chatter in his ears, his thick black-framed glasses drooped down the bridge of his nose again, his small mouth opened into an O shape, and his cute and delicate face stared blankly at the black-haired young man in the distance.
< br>She now has the feeling of shock that her best friend is actually a beautiful woman disguised as a man!
Mu Qingtong was also a little surprised. She didn't know when she had sat upright. The interested golden eyes ignited with passion
She decided to retract her preamble. The person named Xia Feng was not 'not a concern', but 'somewhat interesting'!
She originally thought that she was the only one in the world who was unique and destined to be lonely, but now it seems that an interesting guy has appeared.
She could vaguely feel that her nominal fiancé was obviously one year younger than her, but he was probably not inferior to her in terms of spiritual pressure strength or understanding of the structure of the spirit child. ! !
This is a very scary thing!
Is there a genius like her in this world? !
Of course, this is just a guess based on Xia Feng's performance just now and her own situation, and even includes some of her own subjective expectations.
After all, this man named Xia Feng is more likely to have taken some medicine or used some equipment to show such genius.
But no matter what, she was ready to test this strange fiancé.
The long legs of the woman in black skirt are crossed and elegantly sit on the back of the chair. Her majestic golden eyes are staring at the black-haired young man in the distance, her eyes thoughtful.
"Xia Feng, will you be my kind?"
(End of this chapter)