Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 52 The opponent in the rematch

This time, Liu Xiaolu drew B[-] on the lottery, Wang Xiaobao drew B[-], and Luo Lin got C[-].

In this way, the two can only be separated from Luo Lin.

Liu Xiaolu glanced at Luo Lin worriedly, but the latter nodded at her indifferently, then turned around and walked towards the platform with the word "C" on it alone.

Since the number drawn by Liu Xiaolu was higher, under Wang Xiaobao's urging, the few people didn't dare to delay any longer, and went straight to the side of the B-brand platform.

At this moment, there were already two people standing on the platform of the B-brand. Among them, the strong middle-aged man with a blue long knife was Elder Zhang, the martial arts instructor on Jiaoyue Peak, and the other was a young man with a short sword on his waist. The female disciple also seemed familiar.

Liu Xiaolu tilted her head and thought for a while, until the senior sister on the stage had finished singing her name, and the disciple of the first comparison test had already stepped onto the stage, then she slowly recalled the identity of this woman.

This woman is another Moonwatcher who came to Bright Moon Peak that day with that annoying peacock spirit—Senior Sister Miao!

I have heard Mo Xiaoyuan say that the overall strength of Wangyue Peak is much weaker than that of other peaks. Senior Sister Miao, as a direct disciple of Wangyue Peak, gives Liu Xiaolu the same aura as that of Jiaoyue Peak. The inner sect brothers in the school are almost the same.

Fortunately, the rematch was supervised by the teaching elders and first-hand disciples from each peak, otherwise, with the strength of Senior Sister Miao's Acquired Seventh Level, it would be difficult to watch over her.

After about a stick of incense, the battle on the stage finally came to an end. A disciple surnamed Chen from Yuehua Peak knocked away another participating disciple from Shuiyue Peak with a single sword, and won the competition.

After the two left the stage, Senior Sister Miao continued to roll the roll. When Liu Xiaolu's name was called, her tone froze obviously, and she hesitated to say the next name - Li Qingwu.

With the sound of a crisp bell, Li Qingwu jumped out of the crowd and jumped onto the platform with her chin raised.

Liu Xiaolu frowned, and walked up from the other side.

"Yo, I didn't expect that the third floor of the day after tomorrow would be able to enter the semi-finals? It seems that the peerless magic weapon prepared by you, Peak Master Hu, is really good!" Li Qingwu clasped his hands and said in an exaggerated tone.

But Liu Xiaolu ignored her, just lowered his head, moved the five fingers of his right hand together, and concentrated on retuning the knee piano he was holding in his arms.

"Junior Sister Liu, there is a big gap between you and Xiao Wu in terms of skill, why don't you have a chance to compete again in the future?" Senior Sister Miao looked at the expressions of the two, and said hesitantly.

Senior Sister Miao said this rather implicitly, but the meaning is not difficult to understand. Mostly she thinks that Liu Xiaolu, who is on the third floor of Houtian, must not be the opponent of Li Qingwu, who is on the fifth floor of Houtian, and is afraid that Liu Xiaolu will be injured by Li Qingwu if he fights recklessly.

As for her little junior sister, she never knew the meaning of propriety, if the two of them really fought, if she and Zhang Jiaoxi were a little slower to intervene, Liu Xiaolu might be beaten in a bad way.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Miao, for your concern. Although my strength is the worst in our Jiaoyue Peak, it is enough to deal with some people." Liu Xiaolu raised his head and smiled at Senior Sister Miao, but there was no evasion in his words mean.

"Stinky girl, don't worry, I won't hit you hard, the most I can do is beat you into a pig's head, hahahaha!" Li Qingwu laughed arrogantly, clenched his hands, and put on a face ready to fight at any time. posture.

It was only then that Liu Xiaolu noticed that Li Qingwu was wearing two pairs of black lacquered objects on the ten fingers of her hands, which she had also seen in Hu Yizhi's collection of books, which seemed to be called iron lotus flowers.

This made Liu Xiaolu slightly surprised, this iron lotus, also known as knuckle tiger, is a weapon commonly used by boxers, I didn't expect that the little peacock spirit looks so delicate, but it is actually a boxing practitioner.

Practicing boxing requires a lot more hardship than practicing ordinary swords, but Li Qingwu doesn't look like one who can endure hardship, which is really a bit strange.

Before Liu Xiaolu could think any more, Senior Sister Miao, who was standing in the arena, saw her firm expression, knowing that no matter how hard she tried to persuade her, it would be useless, so she loudly announced the beginning of the competition.

Li Qingwu didn't care what Liu Xiaolu was thinking at the moment, when Senior Sister Miao gave an order, she bent her hind legs, and rushed out like a spring, her right fist was raised high, causing a slight burst. The sound of the wind rushed towards Liu Xiaolu.

When Liu Xiaolu came back to his senses after hearing Senior Sister Miao's voice, Li Qingwu's fist had already bullied her an inch in front of her.

At this time, it was too late to use the spirit fox step to dodge, Liu Xiaolu's expression changed, and he immediately lowered his body, then immediately started to use his footwork with all his strength, and moved towards the left side.

Liu Xiaolu's stature was already slightly shorter than Li Qingwu's, with this sudden shortness, Li Qingwu's fist could barely brush past Liu Xiaolu's head.

Originally, in order to compete in the legal hall these few days, Liu Xiaolu specially bundled up all her black hair and put it on the top of her head, making her look fresh and capable.

But at this time, the water-green ribbon on the top of the head that was used to tie the hair was easily shaken off by the wind of the fist, and a thick waterfall of black hair broke free from the restraint, and drifted in the air with Liu Xiaolu's dexterous steps.

Li Qingwu saw that the blow was missed, so she changed the blow to a smash, but the punch still landed in the empty space. Liu Xiaolu, who was still in front of her, retreated a few meters away from her in the blink of an eye. distance.

Liu Xiaolu stabilized her figure, and frowned slightly. Although the punch didn't hit her directly, the wind from the punch alone caused pain on her head. Thinking about it, if her small body was hit firmly by Li Qingwu With one punch, it is estimated that he will have to lie in bed for several months.

Li Qingwu turned sideways, with a slightly surprised expression on his face, but he quickly recovered, and said sarcastically, "I heard that your martial arts skills in Jiaoyue Peak are not good, but you have a lot of ability to escape, today it seems that it is really true. in this way."

"Junior Sister Li, if it's not Senior Sister, I won't show you the martial arts skills of Jiaoyue Peak. If I hurt you, I won't be able to explain to Master Lin Feng." Liu Xiaolu shrugged.

"Shut up! You bloody stinky girl!" Li Qingwu was obviously aroused by Liu Xiaolu's words, she stepped back with her right foot, stomped heavily on the bluestone platform, and punched Liu Xiaolu with a fierce fist. The fawn hit the past.

"What? Are you angry from embarrassment, Li~teacher~sister~" Liu Xiaolu laughed and teased the enraged Li Qingwu, but her footwork kept changing, easily dodging her attack.

Li Qingwu kept throwing out both fists, and hit Liu Xiaolu with heavy punches like raindrops, but every time she managed to dodge with a very small gap.

Liu Xiaolu didn't even keep the distance from Li Qingwu too far away, just kept tossing and moving about a few feet away from her, but somehow taught Li Qingwu not to touch her body.

"Damn it!" Li Qingwu yelled angrily, but put away his fists, retreated instead of advancing, twisted his waist, and swept towards Liu Xiaolu with a whip kick and the whistling wind.

The two were already very close, but Li Qingwu suddenly switched punches to legs, Liu Xiaolu was caught off guard and had no time to dodge, so he had to try to turn sideways, but the kick still rubbed his waist and abdomen.

Although this Li Qingwu was arrogant and domineering, he obviously put in a lot of hard work in his boxing and kicking skills. Although this whip kick was not completely solid, it was already quite powerful, and Liu Xiaolu groaned in pain immediately. I just felt a burning sensation in my waist and abdomen.

Staggering back a few steps, barely steadying his figure, Liu Xiaolu knew that he would not be able to please Li Qingwu with his coquettish fox steps, so he decisively pressed his right hand to the strings.

(End of this chapter)