The stick wind swept across, and all the disciples who were chasing after the cat-eyed boy Xiao He were affected.
All the disciples felt that the wind of the stick that passed by the corner of their eyes was extremely sharp, and their expressions couldn't help but show surprise. The ones who were making hand gestures quickly used several protective shields, and those who were using swords quickly used their swords to block it.
However, the eyes of Xiao He, a boy with cat eyes, burst out with bright light at this moment, and the desire to win in his eyes was extremely strong.
Su Changqing was too lazy to care about his mood. She glanced at the disciples around her one by one. Her face was as pale as snow, and her slightly frowned eyebrows gave her a fragile and delicate beauty, as if she only needed a gentle push. , he could easily push her off the stone platform.
But the fire stick in her hand clearly showed that this was all an illusion. Not only was this person not easy to push off the stage, he was also very difficult and headache to deal with.
After resisting the stick wind coming towards them, the disciples around them looked at each other, and then surrounded Su Changqing and the cat-eyed boy Xiao He.
Su Changqing was surrounded by many people, but her expression was still calm. She bit her cheek slowly. She raised her eyes and glanced at the cat-eyed boy Xiao He. Their eyes met, and the two pairs of eyes as dark as the sea of stars seemed to have complex expressions. It was hard to discern the meaning, but suddenly, one of the round eyes curved.
The owner of the eyes clenched his fist, and his fist condensed a light golden light, and he took the lead in attacking the disciple closest to him.
A punch thrown out without reservation.
The fists rustled.
The disciple was caught off guard and was hit by a punch. It was too late to dodge, and he suffered the punch abruptly.
The fist hit his chest with such ferocious force that the disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.
Naturally, Xiao He would not give him a chance to recover. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the disciple, and threw him out before he had time to react. It can be said that he achieved the ultimate in quickness and accuracy.
The disciple who was thrown off the stage opened his eyes wide, as if he had been greatly hurt, "Xiao He, you are indeed a thief, so shameless! You don't follow martial ethics and take advantage of others' danger!"
Xiao He grinned: "If you give me a reward, please give me a reward."
Other disciples: "..."
Su Changqing: "..."
How did he manage to have an innocent face, yet be able to do some jaw-dropping things naturally, and at the same time be so stubborn and eager to win and lose?
This persona is so full that she is a little too talkative.
As for other players, Xiao He is a person who hates ghosts and dog fights. He always likes to sneak up on you and make you compete with him. He may even be uneasy even in the latrine.
Although the monks do not have to go to the latrine, it strongly shows that they have been suffering for a long time!
Now that everyone is on the same stone platform for the sect competition, the opportunity to beat him upright and openly cannot be wasted!
Thinking of this, the players surrounding the two looked at the boy with cat eyes and became even more unfriendly.
Two of the contestants made a secret, and several light blades and magical secrets shot out, all heading towards the cat-eyed boy Xiao He.
Xiao He tilted his head, with a smile on his childish face. He pulled up his sleeves and concentrated the power of the stars in his fists. The golden light glowed slightly, and the violent power exploded directly around him, forming a semicircle. The protective shield collided with the incoming light blade.
When the two disciples saw this, their fingers flew, and the hand speed changes became more and more complicated. Strong and hidden sharp blades of light shot out like lightning, and one of the disciples also sacrificed a cold ice disk magic weapon at the same time. The ice plate suddenly turned into a thousand rays of cold light.
The attacks rained down directly on Xiaoga.
But he never expected that Xiao He's fists would be broken one by one.
In vain, the two disciples felt as if they were attacking an immovable rock.
Xiao He here tensed up his muscles, and his fists devoured the surrounding space bit by bit, expanding his terrifying strength and desire to win.
Su Changqing, who was standing aside, saw this and held the stick in front of him. Starting from his feet, he used all the power of the stars in the spiritual aperture. His body suddenly turned into an afterimage. At the same time, the long stick was in his hand. One spin.
The wind of the stick contains extremely strong fluctuations of vitality. It is as powerful as thunder. The will of the stick is vertical and horizontal, sweeping out with an irresistible force.
The strength is quite sufficient.
Such an indiscriminate attack clearly caught the surrounding players off guard, and they all subconsciously took a few steps back to distance themselves from her.
Su Changqing felt that Xiao He was too ungrateful, but in fact she was no less generous than him.
Without waiting for the surrounding disciples to counterattack, Su Changqing used her body skills again, turning into afterimages. She almost covered several feet in distance, but within a few breaths, she came behind one of the contestants.
The long stick swept out and swept the player off the stone platform. The other players were shocked and began to become nervous.
