Rich girl super master

Chapter 882
How could Chi Xuan fail to see the strength and peerless talent of the three women Suqin, Mengyubing and Long Furong?

He clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth secretly, and said in his heart: "Li Xingyun, I don't care what your relationship with these women is, one day, I will crush you!"

Not to mention how Chi Xuan swears in his heart, how arrogant it is.

After Long Furong came down, it was Yihong from Confucius Academy who was still wearing red clothes with fluttering skirts and long hair flying, but today she didn't have a guqin in her hand.

Li Xingyun was very curious, this Hong didn't have a companion spirit weapon, and now she is not allowed to use spirit weapons, how should she play the music?

Originally, she was also the proud daughter of heaven, and she was a genius in music and rhythm, but the appearance of Suqin blocked her light, and everyone only had Suqin in their eyes.

This point makes Yihong feel more jealous. Although Confucianism emphasizes keeping a low profile, practitioners pay attention to the word "struggle". Suppressing and wanting to be promoted is much more difficult than before.

Her opponent was also a woman named Zhang Hui from the Zhang Family of the Heavenly Master Empire.

This woman is also good-looking, with a graceful figure, wearing pink clothes, which can give people a stunning feeling.

As the bell rang, when everyone was confused about how to play the music, Yihong shook her head slightly, and threw the long hair on her back to her front. She grabbed the hair with her left hand and used the gap between her five fingers , Divided the hair into four strands, intertwined, like strings made of steel wires.

Her right hand fluctuated randomly, and there was a crisp bang, and a crescent-shaped energy blade left and hit her opponent Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui was taken aback, turned around sharply, and dodged the blow.

However, Yihong didn't stop playing the hair, the energy fluctuations like the sound of the piano became more rapid, and the energy of the crescent moon hit Zhang Hui like cannonballs.

Zhang Hui didn't have a weapon, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only dodge left and right.

After the song stopped, Zhang Hui seized this opportunity, moved his feet, and quickly approached Yihong.

As soon as the style of the song changed, a song of the God of War came out. From her body, it seemed that a figure emerged from her body, frantically absorbing the surrounding energy, and turned into a man wearing five-color fairy armor and holding a long Yanyue knife. The woman flew out parallel to the ground, and the Yanyue knife cut Zhang Hui head-on.

Zhang Hui was shocked, and it was too late to hide, so he could only cross his arms, open the energy shield, and resisted the blow.

Bang!
Zhang Hui's feet were on the ground, and he slid for tens of meters before stopping.

Looking again, the clothes on her arms had been chopped off, there were knife wounds on her skin, and blood had gushed out.

The sound of the zither remained the same, and the God of War woman put her feet on the ground and rose into the air again. In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Zhang Hui. The Yanyue knife was raised from bottom to top, and she was about to split Zhang Hui in two.

"I admit defeat!" Zhang Hui roared hastily, and drew circles with both palms, playing a Yin-Yang disk.

boom!
Her body flew upside down again, falling more than ten meters away.

However, because she had already surrendered, the Goddess of War woman did not pursue her, her body faded into a phantom and disappeared.

Yihong let go of his hair, glanced around quietly, and finally set his eyes on Suqin, apparently with a lot of provocation, hummed softly, then turned his head and left.

Suqin frowned.

Beside Suqin was the young woman who left with Suqin in Linjiang City. She patted Suqin on the shoulder: "Junior Sister, if you fight with her, how sure are you of winning?"

"Her rhythm is better than mine. If she also has a spiritual weapon, I'm definitely not her match!" Suqin said seriously.

"That's right, it's good if you know this. She doesn't have a spirit weapon, but you have a companion spirit weapon, which means that your talent is stronger than hers. Besides, how long have you been learning the melody? One of the four masters of the academy, she has been learning temperament since she was a child, so don't feel inferior, your temperament will definitely surpass her in a short time!" the woman comforted.

Suqin's expression became firm, and she nodded: "Senior sister, I know, don't worry, no matter who I meet, I will fight with all my strength!"

"really?"

Suqin hesitated.

"There must be someone in your heart, right? If I'm not wrong, it should be that Li Xingyun. When he came out just now, I haven't remembered his relationship with you. Now I recall that you were in Linjiang City that day. When you signed up, it seems that he sent you, right?"

Suqin nodded: "Yeah!"

"He is very good, but it's hard to say whether he can overcome the difficulties. The Zhang family and the Xiao family are planning to get rid of him. You are not cultivated at a high level now, and you can't help him for the time being. Therefore, don't talk to him on weekdays. Walk too close, so as not to be used by others!"

"Senior sister, I understand!"

"As long as you know!"

……

Behind Yihong was Fa Yuan, wearing a red cassock and with a bare head. His opponent was a ninth-level fairy named Leng Feng of Cang Haizong.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please admit defeat!" Fayuan said.

Leng Feng's eyebrows condensed into Sichuan characters. Although he was not convinced, he knew that he did not have the strength to fight against the four masters of the Holy Academy, because if the four masters used weapons, they would be strong enough to resist the first-level Zhongxian.

However, many sect disciples were watching before, and the seniors of the master sect were paying attention later, how could he admit defeat without fighting?
"Let's do it!" Fa Yuan already knew what the other party meant.

"Then offend you, Paiyun Palm!" Leng Feng used a cold and stern palm technique as soon as he made a move. This palm technique is also a magic technique, which can mobilize the water element in space and turn into big hands, layer upon layer, towards Dharma Yuan. Shot over.

Fayuan also swung out a palm, golden light shone, and struck a Tathagata big handprint, smashing all the cloud-dispelling palms, and slapped Leng Feng.

Leng Feng touched the ground with his toes, and moved sideways for more than ten meters before he dodged.

boom!
The big golden handprint hit the light curtain, and the whole space trembled violently.

The next moment, Fa Yuan also bit his index finger, and the blood splattered in the void, drawing a blood-colored Buddha. This Buddha condensed elements, his body grew rapidly, and he grew hundreds of arms.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out all his arms, and made fist marks the size of a millstone, covering Leng Feng.

"Tathagata Fist!" Everyone exclaimed.

Leng Feng shouted loudly: "The sea is reaching the sky!"

With his arms facing the sky, spiritual energy surged out, the elements condensed, and he breathed out light blue sea water, turning into a water curtain. The water curtain was turbulent and received many fist marks.

The fist print fell into the water, like a meteorite falling into the sea, making a loud bang.

"Not bad!"

Fayuan smiled faintly, just like the aloof god and Buddha, the Buddha he drew suddenly retracted his hundred arms, then put his hundreds of arms together, and pushed it out again, a golden big handprint covering almost half of the field was shot down .

boom!
The thick water curtain like the deep sea was shattered by a palm, Leng Feng fell on his back, vomited three liters of blood, staining the ground under his feet red.

The palm prints were quickly recovered, and Fayuan uttered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, sin, sin!"

After Leng Feng listened, he vomited another three liters of blood and passed out.

The light curtain was opened, and a disciple of Cang Haizong stepped forward and carried Leng Feng down.

Fayuan left and Li Long came on stage.

Li Long's opponent is Xiao Tianyou, a ninth-level fairy in Zixiao Palace.

"Admit defeat!" Li Long said as soon as he stepped forward.

Xiao Tianyou was so angry that he didn't twist his nose in anger, he thought to himself: Do you think you are the Dharma fate?Are they the Four Heroes of the Holy Academy?Nima, you are lucky to be able to advance to the present, and you still say such big things to my Xiao family?
He gritted his teeth and said, "Since you want to die, don't blame me for being rude, and die!"

He clenched his fists and was about to attack.

Li Long said again: "Wait a minute!"

Xiao Tianyou was stunned.

But Li Long raised his arms, untied the ribbon that had been wrapped around his forehead, and put it around his waist.

Seeing this, the surrounding audience gasped almost at the same time. They were even more shocked than seeing the two daughters Meng Yubing and Suqin.

"This? Is this a natural eye?"

"Oh my god, how can there be such a person in the world? Why hasn't such a person been punished by the heavens? Such a god-defying god can survive until now? And become a ninth-level fairy?"

"That's right, since ancient times, there has never been a celestial being born with a god's eye. Occasionally, some people will give birth to a third eye, and most of them will die young. None of them will end well, because the god's eyes are so against the sky, even the gods are jealous. !"

"Yeah, in the past, he should be a born saint, right? In the future, he has the potential to become a saint, which is not tolerated by the heavens, and it is difficult to survive. However, once he survives and becomes a fairy, his future cultivation will definitely be higher. Can't climb anymore!"

……

Some of the gods and immortals on the upper three floors were equally astonished.

Kong Shang, who presided over this competition, frowned. As the leader of the saint family, he didn't want saints from other families to appear again. In doing so, it would be tantamount to robbing the luck of the Kong family.

"Has the general situation changed? Heaven no longer protects my Kong family and the family of saints? Otherwise, why would another saint be born? No, this person must join my holy court and be under the control of the saint family , and must not leave the Shengyuan Empire, otherwise, once this person becomes a saint, he will inevitably be accompanied by the birth of Mingjun, and the saint will assist Mingjun.

Kong Shang made up his mind.

At this time, an old voice came from the eighth floor: "Big man, after you defeat that Xiao Tianyou, I will reward you with some good things from the old ancestor!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that this man was like a diamond made of iron or an arhat made of copper, taller than ten feet, shirtless, full of red hair, like a red-hot wire, with a pair of bull's eyes, a wide mouth, and an extremely ugly appearance. But that imposing coercion is extremely heavy, it is already the realm of a sixth-level Shangxian.

"Lu Xin?" Someone has already recognized this person.

Lu Xin is also the previous owner of Liudaomen Zhuqi Mountain and Li Long's master.

"Master, don't worry, I promise to kill him instantly!" Li Long replied honestly.

His third eye has slowly opened, and a faint ray of light is about to shine out, as if this eye contains energy capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"Nimma, I admit defeat!" Xiao Tianyou exclaimed, and his body retreated rapidly.

Li Long blinked, then closed his third eye: "Aren't you refusing to admit defeat?"

Xiao Tianyou's face was livid, but his body was trembling, he was speechless, but thought to himself: You said you were born with divine eyes, so ghosts are willing to fight you!
(End of this chapter)