You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.
Shen Sui couldn't help but complain to his sword spirits in his mind: "No, this guy can even be so fancy in fighting?"
Just now, the two monsters that had circled ahead suddenly came back and happened to encounter Hao Mengmeng and several of their disciples.
The disciples following Hao Mengmeng almost tacitly retreated to a distance of ten meters, then shouted in unison: "Come on, Senior Brother Hao! Senior Brother Hao is the best!!"
Shen Sui was simply stunned.
Oh my god, I didn’t expect that they even had their own cheerleading team. That’s so awesome.
The next second, Hao Mengmeng snapped the flower fan in his hand shut. He then looked proudly at the two monsters staring at him not far away and said, "I'm not in a good mood today. I just want to settle the score with Luo Fanyin. Since you want to block my way, I don't mind dealing with you."
Then Hao Mengmeng took out a long piece of silk from the mustard bracelet and started dancing on the spot. The weirdness of her posture made Shen Sui's expression gradually numb. Isn't this the way Feixing Sect is going...
Chen Sui could already imagine what the scene was like at the Feixing Sect's training grounds, and all he could say was that they shouldn't get too excited.
But the silk seemed to have a spirit. It grew longer and tightly wrapped around one of the monsters. At first, it wrapped around the monster's right leg. The monster wanted to break free, but the silk seemed to wrap tighter and tighter until the monster was completely wrapped in the silk.
Shen Sui looked at the scene with strange eyes. Although Hao Mengmeng's actions were indeed a bit strange, a closer look revealed that there was a deep meaning behind his actions. At least he had made good use of this seemingly not-so-weak silk magic weapon.
Shen Sui suddenly became interested in the Feixing Sect's practice, so she planned to study it carefully on the spot, but she couldn't help but replay all of Hao Mengmeng's actions in her mind.
Hiss, forget it. I feel like if she continues researching, she’ll get styes.
"Oh, oh, oh, it's a bit similar to my soft swordsmanship." After she couldn't help but complain to her sword spirits, Xiao San was the first to speak.
This reminded Shen Sui subconsciously that Xiao San was indeed a soft sword, but a soft sword was different from silk, not to mention the so-called soft technique. The name sounded...
So sick, but kind of touching.
"Then teach me how to practice someday." Chen Sui immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Is it as fancy as his?"
"No, his movements aren't beautiful at all, ah," Xiao San said with some disdain, "My soft and floppy sword technique is the most suitable sword technique for assassinations in the world of immortal cultivation. Its beauty is undoubtedly the best of all sword techniques, okay?"
Before Chen Sui could say anything, Xiao Si started shouting, "Shameless, shameless, shameless, shameless... My Meteor Sword Technique is the most beautiful in the world!"
"Forget it," Xiao San snorted. "As for your Meteor Sword Technique, no matter how beautiful it is, it can only be used in a specific environment like night. Besides, what's so beautiful about making many streaks of light appear in the sky? Unlike me, I am beautiful at all times and in all places. Oh, oh, oh, I really can't stand my beauty."
Chen Sui: “…”
I don’t know if you are truly beautiful, but your level of narcissism is completely acceptable.
However, Chen Sui also had a certain understanding of Xiao San and Xiao Si's swordsmanship. Xiao San's soft swordsmanship was an assassination swordsmanship, while Xiao Si's meteor swordsmanship could only be used in a specific environment such as night.
Hmm... As expected, Cangwu's most pretentious swordsmanship is suitable for her. Chen Sui said to Cangwu in a deep voice: "Cangwu, I suddenly feel that I have the potential to be a Long Aotian. What do you think? After all, there were many Long Aotian among your predecessors as sword masters."
Cangwu: "Hehe."
Shen Sui: “?”
Before Chen Sui could properly interrogate Cang Wu for saying "hehe", he heard Hao Mengmeng's cheerleaders shouting loudly: "Senior Brother Hao is so handsome! Senior Brother Hao is so awesome!!!"
Chen Sui: “…”
At this time, the other monster saw that its companion was tied up, so it let out a loud roar, and the next second, a flame that was unknown to the world suddenly appeared and attacked Hao Mengmeng along the silk.
Hao Mengmeng screamed, his hand shook, and the silk slipped out of his control.
The demon beast tore the lost silk magic weapon into pieces without hesitation and rescued its companion. "It seems that this silk has no other use besides its ability to bind people," Chen Sui chatted with the sword spirits in his mind out of boredom. "If I were the craftsman who refined this silk, the design inside it would have to contain a drug, even if it didn't contain poison."
Cangwu said: "Your idea is quite good. Let Hao Mengmeng adopt it when the time comes."
The corners of Shen Sui's lips twitched slightly: "Are you worried that there aren't enough ways for me to die? I don't want to be entangled in silk and satin. That kind of death is too suffocating."
Cangwu said sincerely: "You two are related by a bowl of soup."
Chen Sui: "Qingshuang, beat him up."
Cang Wu howled, "Sword Master, you have such a cruel heart. Qing Shuang, you are truly merciless."
Shen Sui continued to prick up her ears. She wanted to see what other tricks Hao Mengmeng had.
After all, if she didn't have any other means, what would she do if she was defeated before even meeting Luo Fanyin? Would she have to find another troublemaker?
...Suddenly I feel that there will be endless ways for me to die in the future.
Hao Mengmeng lowered his head. He chuckled softly at first, then his laughter grew louder and louder. Finally, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "That annoying silk has finally been torn apart. I finally don't have to hide my strength anymore. Hahahaha, I won't pretend anymore. Now I will deal with you two monsters properly."
Chen Sui: “…”
How to say it, although it is impossible to estimate Hao Mengmeng's strength, the perception that he has a mental problem has risen to a new level.
Hao Mengmeng took out a small antique bronze mirror from the mustard bracelet. Shen Sui was shocked. Did he start looking in the mirror after dancing?
Hao Mengmeng muttered something, then raised the small bronze mirror in her hand and shouted at the monster: "Watch out, my ultimate move——"
Shen Sui held his breath and only listened to Hao Mengmeng say.
"Ancient Dark Art!"
Hao Mengmeng held the small bronze mirror above his head, swinging her hands rapidly alternately, and her body swayed along with it.
Shen Sui: “…”
Chen Sui took a deep breath. If she remembered correctly, this action had a unique and elegant name in her previous life, something like...shaking flower hands?
It turns out Hao Mengmeng is not a troublemaker at all, but a spirited young man???
The cheerleaders behind Hao Mengmeng roared with excitement: "Brother Hao is so handsome! Brother Hao is invincible!"
Shen Sui: “…”
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