Chapter 38 38. Lord, are you surprised?
"Teacher Fu, why do you have to accept me as your disciple?" Xia Feng was puzzled.
"Because you are a genius, it would be a pity not to learn swordsmanship."
No, I am not a genius, I am just a bad guy. Xia Feng seemed to have thought of something, and said seriously: "Let's do this Teacher, although I am not a disciple, I can recommend an equally powerful genius to you.”
“Equally powerful?” Freya became interested, “Who is it?”
"My fiancée—Mu Qingtong!" Xia Feng looked serious and extremely convinced, "Teacher, she is actually a genius, and you are all deceived by her appearance!"
A dead Taoist friend is not dead to a poor Taoist. , Mu Qingtong, sorry~
"Were you talking about me just now?" But at this moment, a soft and leisurely whisper sounded from behind, with a slight smile.
Xia Feng's shoulders were slightly stiff, and he slowly turned his head and looked back.
I saw a woman wearing an elegant black skirt walking in from the corner next to the door. With a gentle smile on her lips, she nodded politely to the two professors: "Teacher Fu, Teacher Chen."
"Oh, it's Xiaomu." Chen Xingdao nodded, "So little friend Xia Feng is your fiancé?"
"Yes." Mu Qingtong glanced at Xia Feng and pursed her lips in embarrassment. He said, "Teacher Chen and Mr. Fu, don't be offended. My fiancé has a wild temper and will say anything to achieve his goal. Don't be the same as him."
"Yes." Chen Xingdao nodded lightly, Naturally, he didn't believe Xia Feng's words. After all, he was the one who taught Mu Qingtong when he was a freshman. It took him three days to draw a basic triangular spiritual structure. By his sophomore year, the spiritual pressure index was still less than 60Voc, so he couldn't. Although he is stupid, he is only at the level of an ordinary student. How can he be a genius?
As we all know, the spiritual pressure index cannot be disguised, and no one can escape the detection of the spiritual pressure meter.
Freya also nodded politely, indicating that she understood what Mu Qingtong meant.
Mu Qingtong came to her swordsmanship class a few times this semester. She also tried Mu Qingtong's skills. Her spiritual pressure was very unstable and her ability to understand the structure of spiritual beings was average. But fortunately, she had a solid foundation. As long as she was willing to With study and some good opportunities, it is not impossible to advance to the second or third level in the future.
"Xia Xiaoyou, I didn't expect you and Xiaomu to have such a relationship."
Chen Xingdao has a good relationship with the Mu family and is considered Mu Qingtong's elder. Upon seeing this, he gave serious instructions: , "In that case, it just so happens that Xiaomu's spiritual knowledge is average. If little friend Xia Feng has time in the future, I can teach her more."
"Huh?" Xia Feng was stunned for a moment and said quickly. , "No - didn't I say, she is a genius -"
"Xiaomu, you too, you know, learn more from your fiancé in the future, and if you don't understand, just ask"
Xia Feng felt that this smelly Taoist priest looked very much like his seven aunts and eight aunts during the Chinese New Year, but now he was someone else's child.
And Mu Qingtong
Her thin eyebrows were slightly curved, and her words were still soft: "I know, Teacher Chen, I will learn more from Xiaofeng."
Xiao. Xiaofeng? ! Xia Feng shrank his shoulders and glanced at the woman with twitching eyes.
Chen Xingdao nodded when he saw this and looked at Xia Feng: "Since your fiancée is Xiaomu, I won't persuade you much. Of course, if little Xia Feng changes his mind, you can also come to me. .”
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and turned away with a little regret.
Freya glanced at Xia Feng, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed helplessly, "Okay, classmate Xia Feng, as I said, the teacher will always be waiting for you."
< br>Xia Feng: "."
The remaining two people stood there silently watching the two people leave.
A long time.
Xia Feng turned around and spoke first: "Miss Mu, I have to say, you are really good at pretending!"
"?" Mu Qingtong's beautiful golden eyes were confused, "Mr. Xia, I don't understand what you are saying." What are you talking about?"
"." Xia Feng rolled his eyes, okay, as expected of you, you have come to this point and still refuse to admit it.
But to be honest, this world-destroying witch is really pretending. If he hadn't turned on the clairvoyant, he wouldn't have been able to see that Mu Qingtong was a peerless genius.
But what Xia Feng doesn’t understand is how did this woman cheat the test of the spiritual pressure meter?
Ling Yi is unlikely, after all, I can do everything she can do.
What about a spiritual weapon?
Yes, it’s probably a spiritual weapon!
Xia Feng's eyes lit up when he thought of this. What level is Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon?
Could it be A? Even S?
I lost it! Xia Feng became excited when he thought of S-level weapons. For such a world-destroying villain, it would be unreasonable if he didn't have an S-level spiritual weapon, right?
"No, that's not right. I have an alpha level, so she might also be an alpha level. After all, she is the World-Destroying Witch."
"But if it is really an alpha level, that would be bad. ."
Xia Feng has a lot of thoughts in his heart. After all, his [Divine Mirror Wutai] is currently unable to copy spiritual weapons of the same level.
"Why are you staring at me like this?" Mu Qingtong couldn't help but wonder when she saw Xia Feng staring at her in a daze.
Xia Feng blinked: "Has your spiritual weapon awakened?"
"No." She shook her head.
"What level is your spiritual weapon?" Xia Feng continued to ask doubtfully.
“I said no.”
“It’s not S-class, right?”
"I said, I haven't awakened!" Mu Qingtong's tone was slightly serious, and her beautiful eyes looked helpless under the half-rimmed gold glasses. "Mr. Xia, if you want to copy my spiritual weapon, you can try it."
"If you try it, you will find that I really do not have an awakened spiritual weapon, and I am not the genius you say."
Xia Feng did not expect that Mu Qingtong would be so calm and willing to take the initiative to copy the spiritual weapon for him?
But unfortunately, the opportunity for him to copy the spiritual weapon is to touch the target spiritual weapon or be attacked by the target spiritual weapon.
Without finding the original body of Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon, there was no way he could copy it.
"How about it, do you want to copy it?" the woman in black skirt said with a smile.
"Forget it." Xia Feng waved his hand, "I can only copy once a day, wait until next time~"
With that said, he walked out of the door without looking back. This last sentence happened to be heard by the staff outside.
The onlookers immediately took out their mobile phones and spread the word about the limitations of Xia Feng’s spiritual weapon.
“First-hand news, Xia Feng’s copy cooling time is 24 hours! But I just don’t know how long it will last after he copies a spiritual weapon.”
"And I speculate that he probably won't be able to copy multiple spiritual weapons at the same time."
"Huh? Is there only one copy position? That seems to be quite restrictive. I don't think it's worthy of A-level QAQ."
"Bullshit! Isn't this worth A level? It's already very buggy!"
"."
Xia Feng walked out of the crowd after listening to the small discussion.
His copy skill naturally has no CD limit, but he can copy it whenever he wants, but there is indeed a copy limit.
Currently there is only one copy position, which greatly limits many of his tactics.
But fortunately, the copy position can be increased. As long as he is promoted to the second level, he can have one more copy position, and so on.
Unfortunately, it is not easy to advance to the second level. Xia Feng glanced at Mu Qingtong who followed closely.
"Miss Mu, what is your spirituality?"
"Mu, what's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing, I just want to know what materials you still need to advance to the second level."
Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, everyone has his or her own spirituality Partially.
Different spiritual attributes require different materials to advance to the second level, and their rarity will also be different. For example, spiritual materials with a woody nature will be much rarer and difficult to find.
"I'm just a trainee spiritual master, why should I consider second-level materials?" Mu Qingtong asked doubtfully.
“It’s okay, why don’t I just ask~~” Xia Feng waved his hand, as if I was just asking casually.
Mu Qingtong: "."
Although he knew her spiritual attributes, Xia Feng was not prepared to help her find promotion materials.
First of all, the spiritual pressure value has not yet reached the promotion standard. Secondly, Mu Qingtong's fighting spirit seems to be good now. There is a high probability that he will make up the materials and secretly promote himself.
There was no need for him to care at all. He was really just asking to make himself feel confident.
Now his main concern is still the 'unborn wife'. Xia Feng touched the 'Pingshan Pocket Watch' he snatched from Yan Xuga in his pocket, feeling full of doubts in his heart.
"Well, Miss Mu, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first~"
Mu Qingtong silently stared at Xia Feng's leaving back, her pretense of confusion faded away, her lips But Jiao slowly evoked a mysterious and gentle smile.
"Master, what are you thinking about?" The maid Fei appeared behind her at some point.
"Fei, have you noticed that he has grown very quickly. Like me, he can quickly decipher the structure of D-class spiritual clothes just by thinking about it."
Mu Qingtong discovered that the more he studied his fiancé, The more you have a magical feeling of looking in the mirror.
This feeling she had never felt before made her tremble and excited, like her reflection in the mirror, the same edge, but a different angle.
This made her truly feel that she was not the only star in the night sky.
She is not alone.
*
When Cha Naixue came out of the Moon Dew Flower Pond, she received a letter from Yin, saying that Panda had a surprise for her.
"Surprise?"
Chanaixue actually doesn't like the word surprise, because it often means unpredictable.
However, this is also the intention of the knight under her. Excluding the unpredictability of the part of speech itself, she is still satisfied and looking forward to it. It is good to relieve the boredom caused by seclusion.
After five days of seclusion, Gu Yue's practice was still slow, and she was always just shy of the 1% critical point.
This is just the beginning, and it is already so difficult. I can’t imagine how annoying every critical point will be in the future.
But fortunately, although Xia Feng’s previous calculations were seriously wrong, she still had a way out.
As long as she shows sincerity and apology, I believe Xia Feng will forgive her.
But before that, let’s go see Panda’s surprise.
She arrived at the fighting arena according to the navigation system. By this time, the audience had already left the arena, and there were only scattered staff members left in the aisles. She walked all the way to the waiting room, doubts gradually rising in her heart.
Why do these staff look at her so strangely?
Opening the door, Panda and Yin were sitting at both ends of the sofa, but Yanxujia was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing Cha Naixue coming, the two of them immediately stood up and bowed respectfully: "My lord."
"You said that Yan Xuga was dueling with someone, is this over? Is he causing trouble again?" Chanaxue took off her beret and walked to the sofa.
"Not at all." Panda smiled and said, "My lord, Knight Yan has actually made a meritorious service this time."
The woman's long legs overlapped gracefully under the snow skirt, and the silver spoon gently stirred the black tea. He nodded and said softly: "Huh? Let's talk about it."
"The master's practice has been troubled by the fetters for a long time, so we"
Panda talked about what happened in the past few days. Dao Lai, of course, he did not say anything about the assassination of Xia Feng in the Evil Dragon Forest.
As Cha Nayuki listened, the spoon stirring the black tea in her hand became slower and slower, and finally stopped.
The crimson tea whirlpool slowly dissipated, and she didn't speak until the water surface returned to calm, and her inexplicably mysterious purple eyes were calm.
The long silence made Panda feel something was wrong. He swallowed and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty?"
Purple eyes slightly raised, the woman said calmly: "What do you mean? Xujia went to Xia Feng to get back the token of love I gave to Xia Feng?"
"Yes, but the request failed." Seeing that the Lord finally spoke, Panda sighed in relief and nodded. "Lord, if the token of childhood is in Xia Feng's hands, he will eventually miss you, so I also support Yan Xuxia."
"You said, Yan Xuxia still makes people Slap the mushroom?”
"Yes, almost. Mushroom is Xia Feng's only friend. This can arouse his hatred for Yan Xuga and you to the greatest extent."
Panda felt that the slap was a stroke of genius. If he could A few more slaps would have been better.
Cha Naixue picked up the black tea, took a sip and then put it down gently, frowning slightly: "It's a bit bitter."
"Huh? I'll go down and make it again." Panda He quickly stepped forward.
“No need.”
Chana Xue waved her hand, raised her slightly cold eyes, and asked again: "You said, Yan Xujia still wants to cut Xia Feng into a piggy?"
"Yes, after cutting him into a piggy, Recovering with the Healing Spirit Clothes won't really hurt anything, but it will definitely fill you up with hatred!"
Speaking of this, Panda sighed, "It's a pity that Yan Xuga failed and Xia Feng came out! Unexpectedly powerful, but the result is not bad. Xia Feng definitely has a lot of resentment towards the master, and it should be able to weaken many of the bond lines." "Yes" Chanaixue nodded. Thoughtful, Zi Tong calmed down and asked softly: "So, Panda, this was your idea?"
Panda was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that part of it was.
But when he raised his head to meet the Lord's gaze, he was horrified! His round face suddenly lowered his head, and cold sweat ran down his back.
Damn, damn, damn! Where, where did it go wrong? Is this the wrong way of thinking?
Panda was frightened, and he hurriedly said, "No, no, this was Yan Xuga's idea, and I didn't stop him."
Cha Naixue leaned on the sofa, quietly Staring at the sweaty knight, his tone began to turn cold:
"Knight Panda, is this the surprise you were talking about?"
Sure enough, the word surprise is still so annoying! Chanaxue's eyes were cold.
Panda's breath was stagnant.
Yin stood aside and glanced at Fatty Pan in bewilderment, who didn't dare to say anything. She actually didn't quite understand what was going on now. She was a little hungry and wanted to eat.
"Knight Panda, do you know the purpose of my exit this time?"
"What——"
"It's a double-month transfer."
"!!!"
Panda's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned pale instantly. It turned out that this was the problem! ! Damn Yanxuga! Mudd! If it weren't for him.
"Where are the people from Yanxujia?" The woman's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, and it was cold to the bone.
Panda shivered and said quickly: "Still - still unconscious in the medical hall, seriously injured."
Chanaxue turned her head and looked at the dazzling sunshine in the sky outside, feeling slightly dizzy,
Isn’t the idiot Yan Xuga not dead?
“What a pity.”
She He shook his head, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and said calmly: "Report it to the General Court. According to the contract of the Star God of Justice, Yan Xuga can be sent to Southern Xinjiang, so he has to be relieved of his duty as a guardian knight."
Panda was stunned: "But where is the Marquis?"
"It's okay."
"Yes!" Panda quickly answered with his fists clasped, and walked out quickly.
(End of this chapter)