Now that he finally has the chance, Lan Wangyou will naturally not let it go.
Feeling distressed and wanting to see Cheng Xiaoxiao being beaten are actually not contradictory.
Just like a naughty child always has to be beaten and scolded by his parents, and then be held in their arms and cared for.
…
Early the next morning.
After finishing their morning exercise, Lan Wangyou and Cheng Xiaoxiao walked towards Ji Tingyou's yard together.
There was no need to knock on the door because the courtyard gate was already open, and Ji Tingyou was sitting on a chair under the tree, obviously waiting for them.
The two of them walked directly in. When they reached the courtyard, Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou bowed to Ji Tingyou and said, "Ancestor!"
"senior!"
Ji Tingyou turned to look at them, stood up, and nodded slightly at the two of them, "Let's go! The sparring ground is in the backyard."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Tingyou took the lead and walked towards the backyard.
Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou lagged behind one step and followed Ji Tingyou slowly.
Passing through a circular archway, the two saw a huge circular platform in the center of the spacious backyard. Even if hundreds of people stood on it, it would not feel crowded.
Ji Tingyou had people build this circular platform during the time when Cheng Xiaoxiao was away. The purpose was to check whether the people at the bottom of the dragon had made any progress at any time.
But now it is used on Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou.
"Swish!" A sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Ji Tingyou instantly appeared on the circular platform. He looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao and the others calmly and said lightly, "Attack me with all your might. I will not hold back. All you can do is try to hold on for a second longer."
"Now, who of you will go first?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou looked at each other.
Lan Wangyou took a step forward and said, "Let me go first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and stood directly opposite Ji Tingyou.
Lan Wangyou held the sword in his right hand, clasped his hands together and bowed, "Senior, I'm sorry!"
"Swish!" The Broken Cloud Sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed by in an instant.
Ji Tingyou nodded lightly, and said calmly, "Come!"
Lan Wangyou stood still, with the Broken Cloud Sword suspended in the air in front of him. He quickly formed seals with his hands and whispered softly, his voice distant and lingering.
——Buzz!
The Cloud-Breaking Sword trembled slightly, changing from one to two, two to four, four to eight...
But in the blink of an eye, thousands of cloud-breaking swords appeared in front of Lan Wangyou, hanging densely in front of him.
In the audience.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at this scene and opened her mouth in surprise.
When I was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, I could only use my mental power to condense more than a thousand of these [Luo Xiang Wan Jian]. I haven't tried it yet in the fusion stage, so I don't know how many I can condense?
On stage.
Lan Wangyou put his index and middle fingers together, pointed at Ji Tingyou from a distance, and shouted in a deep voice, "Go!"
——Swish, swish, swish!
Countless flying swords flew forward in an instant. They flew in different directions and angles, trying to trap Ji Tingyou.
The next moment, Ji Tingyou stretched out his white, tender, small right hand and slowly opened it.
An invisible wave of air emanated from his palm.
--boom!
The two collided with each other, and the air waves instantly blocked the surging long swords. The long swords just stopped in the air, unable to move forward at all.
at the same time.
A sharp sonic boom sounded from the air, and the collision between the two produced some sparks.
Then, Ji Tingyou gently pushed his small hand forward, and the long swords in the sky shattered between heaven and earth and dissipated into the void.
"Ding!" The Broken Cloud Sword fell in front of Lan Wangyou.
Lan Wangyou flew backwards several meters and hit the backyard wall hard, leaving a "human-shaped hole" and fell to the ground.
Lan Wangyou lay on the ground, staring at the sky with his eyes wide open. His self-confidence suffered an unprecedented blow and he began to doubt his life silently.
Ji Tingyou calmly withdrew his hand and looked at the dazed Cheng Xiaoxiao, "Come on, it's your turn."
Cheng Xiaoxiao: "..." Why do I feel like the God of Hell is taking my life?
She jumped onto the round platform and saluted Ji Tingyou, "Ancestor, I'm sorry."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Xiaoxiao's aura was fully released, and her cultivation level in the fusion stage was displayed to the fullest.
She didn't take out her sword, but raised her hand and waved it, silently chanting, [Bone-Eroding Frost and Snow]
The next moment, snowflakes fell from the sky, as if to cover the world in silver.
Ji Tingyou looked up at the sky and a smile appeared on his little face.
Then, under Cheng Xiaoxiao's gaze, Ji Tingyou raised his fair little hand again and waved it towards the sky.
All the frost and snow disappeared immediately without a trace, and the sky was still as clear as ever, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.
——Swish!
Just when Cheng Xiaoxiao thought the sparring was over, Ji Tingyou suddenly moved and rushed straight towards Cheng Xiaoxiao.
"Bang!" Ji Tingyou hit Cheng Xiaoxiao's left shoulder with a palm.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was knocked off balance by the sudden attack, and before she could react, Ji Tingyou attacked again.
"Bang, bang!" Then two palms hit Cheng Xiaoxiao's right shoulder and back shoulder.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Three more palms hit Cheng Xiaoxiao's waist and abdomen on both sides and in the middle.
Next, the confused Cheng Xiaoxiao was slapped eighteen times under Ji Tingyou's "care".
Of course, this was when Ji Tingyou was restraining his strength, otherwise Cheng Xiaoxiao would have been lying down with Lan Wangyou as soon as Ji Tingyou swung his first palm.
However, the final result was not different. As Ji Tingyou swung his last palm, Cheng Xiaoxiao's figure suddenly flew backwards and hit the side of the human-shaped hole left by Lan Wangyou. As expected, another smaller human-shaped hole was left on the wall. Then she slid to the ground and lay side by side with Lan Wangyou.
The senior brother and sister lay neatly on the ground, doubting their lives.
Cheng Xiaoxiao not only doubted her life, but also fell into deep confusion.
How did I offend my ancestor? Why did my senior brother only get hit by one palm strike from him, while I got hit by eighteen palm strikes!
However, Cheng Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment and was very sure that she had not offended Ji Tingyou.
Cheng Xiaoxiao: Could it be that Ji Tingyou's ancestor's love for me is eighteen times greater than his love for his senior brother?
Whatever the reason is, this is definitely discrimination!!!
“Da da da…”
Just then.
Ji Tingyou slowly walked over to the two of them and spoke softly, "How long are you going to lie down? Get up and continue practicing!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou came back to their senses at the same time and stood up nimbly from the ground.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at Ji Tingyou, pointed at Lan Wangyou, and asked in confusion, "Ancestor, why did I receive seventeen more palm strikes than my senior brother?"
Ji Tingyou glanced at Cheng Xiaoxiao and explained, "These eighteen palm strikes aren't in vain. They can eliminate the hidden dangers in your body caused by your rapid cultivation."
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