My Divine Diary

Come to think of it, these teenagers have been practicing hard in Immortal Sect since they started. They rarely get to touch the battle of life and death. Naturally, they don’t know what it looks like. Is it easy to defeat the enemy?

In addition, the techniques that he has learned are very limited, and he has not rushed forward to fight each other with his shield on, which is already very immortal.

If I want to learn how to fight, I am afraid that I have to wait for the Foundation Establishment to learn more spells.

At that time, when he is transferred from Immortal Gate, goes out to perform tasks, and has experienced several life-and-death struggles, he naturally understands how to use the spells in his hands to kill the enemy as quickly as possible.

Of course, the premise is to survive successfully.

As for expecting the master to teach...

Su Hao glanced at Fairy Fengling who was yelling and screaming in front of him, and said to himself, "First of all, the master has to know!"

When it comes to fighting art, any third-rate expert from the mortal world will be able to get rid of these qi-entraining immortal cultivators. However, after the cultivator has practiced the spiritual power acquisition technique, he is no longer a person of the same dimension as the mortal master.

How high is the martial arts of the mortal warriors? If you can't break the cultivator's shield, no matter how good the technology is, it's useless. .

It's like the Hulk on TV, so what? I can make him disappear from my presence with one remote control! Walking on the street, you can justifiably say: The Hulk is not enough for me to pinch with one finger!

Moreover, whether it is the flying sword magic weapon or the speed of the magic 'wind bomb', it is very fast, and the first-class masters in the mortal world may not be able to dodge them all.

Of course, a cultivator with a background in martial arts would naturally have an advantage, but what cultivator would continue to practice mortal martial arts for ten years?

With this time, cultivators might be able to enter the next level.

When Su Hao was thinking wildly, Libra tended to favor the long-haired boy on the field. Sure enough, the 'magic weapon' could have the upper hand. This is the advantage of wealth.

Feijian hit the old boy's shield and beat the old boy back again and again, and the shield was quickly worn away to the point of being broken.

The old man and the young man were unwilling to lose. After a 'wind bomb' was played, he gave up and squeezed the next wind bomb. The trick changed, and he used the 'Youfeng Light Body Technique' to move quickly on the ring, freeing his hands to pinch Strengthen the body's 'wind spirit shield'.

There was a smile on the cold and arrogant face of the long-haired boy, and the magic formula also changed, and he used the 'Youfeng Lightweight Technique',

move quickly. At the same time, the tactic changed again, and the left fist flashed lightly.

'Giant Fist'!

The long-haired boy waved his right hand, and Feijian caught up with the old boy's figure, hit the old boy's shield again, and beat him to the ground.

The long-haired boy took the opportunity to approach and punched out with his left hand.

"Bang!"

The old boy's shield was shattered, he was knocked away by the remaining force of his fist, and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

The friends of the long-haired boy off the court immediately cheered.

The long-haired boy did not see the end, but waited for the next opponent to come on stage and continue to fight.

Su Hao asked Fairy Fengling, "Master, does this senior brother keep fighting like this?"

Fairy Feng Chi said: "Of course not, if he wants to fight, he can continue to fight. If he feels tired, he can leave the stage to rest and change to another champion. As long as he has never lost, he can take the stage and challenge until he loses. There are fewer than 100 disciples, and there are fewer than 50 disciples on the fourth floor who dare to come on stage to fight, so they can come on stage at any time, and the final winner will soon be decided."

"I see."

Fairy Wind Chime added: "It's not the time for the protagonist to appear, these disciples know that they can't win in the end, so they all want to take advantage of everyone's highest interest, show their faces in front of their fellow brothers and sisters, if it's not true The physical strength is too weak, and he will not easily step down.”

Su Hao concluded: "Maybe this is a different kind of cultivator blind date..."

Fairy Feng Chi was surprised: "Feng Wei looks like you are very experienced! That's true, male disciples can show their charming side in the competition, and maybe they can win the hearts of female disciples, so as to find their immortal companions."

As the battle continued, the champions were changed again and again. Su Hao quickly summed up the reference standard for the strength of these Qi-entraining cultivators: Everyone is basically a fourth-layer Qi-entraining knot. Whoever has the strongest magic weapon has the advantage.

Those three no players are basically beaten down after appearing on stage. Not to mention the disciples who haven't reached the fourth floor of Qi-entraining, they don't even dare to take the stage.

When the disciples with a variety of spells and instruments came to the stage to fight, the game became worth seeing.

Some disciples wore defensive magic weapons, and they stood still in the face of the attack, frantically using 'wind bombs' to output. There were also disciples with two glove magic tools, sprinting and chasing after the opponent.

Of course, the splash-type magic weapon is still the most popular, the point is that it is handsome! Can attract the attention of female disciples.

After 30 people were eliminated in turn, a 16- or 17-year-old girl took the stage. She had a beautiful and coordinated body. With a slight leap, she landed in the middle of the ring and stood opposite the male disciple who had just won the victory.

The girl was wearing a white robe and pink belt, her hair was braided into several beautiful braids, coiled on her head and tied with a ribbon, and a few strands of hair were sticking out playfully from the side, swaying in the wind. Her face is fair and beautiful, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she smiles as if the clouds behind her have become beautiful.

This neat and tidy leap, and then the steady landing, is clearly handsome, but against the background of this beautiful face, it is all charming.

"Wow—"

As soon as the girl came to the stage, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the audience became noisy, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps forward and stare with wide eyes.

"Who is this? I didn't expect that we would accept such a beautiful girl!"

"I don't know? This is Feng Yu'er, the disciple of Feng Qianye's great-uncle, who is several generations older than us!"

"I heard that when Feng Yu'er was introduced, the uncle Feng Qianye, who no longer led his disciples for nearly a hundred years, just snatched Feng Yu'er away."

"Unfortunately, I already have a Taoist companion, otherwise I would have the opportunity to form a Taoist companion with Feng Yu'er."

Then the man was dragged away by a woman pulling his ears.

...

When some people saw this girl for the first time, they were amazed at the first time, and they couldn't help but sigh: I only focus on cultivating immortals on weekdays, but I don't even know that there are such beautiful women in the door. Xianmen look!

For a time, men and women, young and old, were full of demons.

Even Su Hao, who has seen many beauties, couldn't help but take a second glance and said to himself, "The genetic modification fluid for this face will make many women go bankrupt and buy it!"

So Su Hao took heart and said secretly, "If there is a chance, we can collect her genetic data!"

Su Hao glanced up and saw that everyone on the field was 'taking advantage of everyone's inattention', widened his eyes and looked at it a few more times.

Feng Chi Fairy's round face showed that kind of dazed expression again, Feng Yan, the older woman's mouth was almost drooling, and she murmured: "So cute, so cute~ This is a little fairy! I really want to hug!"

She just wanted to hold the girl in her arms and rub it hard, and she said it, and her crush, Senior Brother Feng Huafeng, also heard it.

Hearing this, Feng Hua couldn't help but retract his gaze and glanced at his junior sister with a helpless face.

And Feng Cheng, a fifteen-year-old boy, was even more stunned, and he couldn't take his eyes off of him, the kind that would lose even a second if he missed it.

The girl on the stage bowed her hands and saluted: "Below the wind, Yu'er, come to challenge, where you offend, I hope senior brother Haihan!"

The sound is as crisp and clear as the chirping, pleasant to the ear.

In fact, it is not so pleasant, but with the blessing of beauty, everyone thinks it is a beautiful voice. A good-looking face can even drive economic development...

The male disciple opposite Feng Yu'er suddenly blushed and his heart beat, and his spiritual power was unstable for a while, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's over, my heart just lost like this!"

With one look from Feng Yu'er, this disciple who believed himself to be as strong as iron, turned around and jumped off the arena to admit defeat!

The question is, who would have such a ruthless heart to deal with such a woman?