Chapter 430 I'm Going to Beat You
Because Ruan Wei didn't lower her voice at all, the people in the audience could hear her clearly.
Jiang Rongrong held her forehead and smiled bitterly, "This ancestor is really..."
It’s Ruan Wei.
When she doesn't speak, she looks like a cold and aloof immortal; when she speaks, she looks like a pure hooligan.
No normal person can show off so naturally!!! How are you expecting the person on the other end to react?!
Jiang Rongrong looked at Fu Yi with some sympathy.
It must be quite difficult for you to fall in love with such a narcissistic person like Ruan Wei.
Fu Yi on the stage thought briefly.
He nodded vigorously, "That's indeed it!"
In Fu Yi's eyes, Ruan Wei is prettier every day. This is absolutely true!
Jiang Rongrong, “…”
have to.
This is also a reserve eunuch who completely obeys the tyrant.
It was exactly the same as Chi Jin's death.
Just lick it, both of you.
Those who get it will be happy, and those who don’t will cry to death.
Back to the ring.
Fu Yi was still immersed in the joy that Ruan Wei was willing to respond to him. He was a straightforward person and could only think about one thing.
It was clearly a duel, but they didn't even draw their swords.
This big fool.
Ruan Wei looked at Fu Yi with seemingly wise eyes. She had no interest in beating the mentally retarded.
So, Ruan Wei raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Hold your sword."
I’m going to beat you up!
Then, Ruan Wei looked up at the sky with an ambiguous look in his eyes.
Fu Yi, "Ah? Ah, okay."
Not sure why, but very obedient.
He pulled out the mirror flashing with cold light from his waist, held it in his hand, and made a very standard Wanjian Sect sword-raising gesture.
Seeing this, Ruan Wei glanced at the referee.
referee,"!"
I understand.
Although the referee also likes to see the sparks of ambiguous collisions between young people.
But it was obvious that both parties had arrived, and one of them was obviously impatient, so the competition had to begin quickly!
It was definitely not because of the threatening look from the young lady on the stage.
Absolutely not.
Referee: "Both parties are here, the bell rings to start."
Both of them were on high alert.
"jingle--"
The moment the bell rang.
Ruan Wei flew out like a sharp arrow.
She leaped into the air, her eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the person opposite her.
"Millin."
She raised her arm, and the sword flashed like a rainbow.
"fall."
With a wave of his hand, spiritual energy transformed into sharp threads, like needles and swords. Tens of thousands of unclear raindrops hit Fu Yi at an incredibly fast speed.
It was a rain of swords.
Getting hit is no joke.
This is an operation that is difficult to accomplish with other conventional spiritual roots. The subtlety of the water spiritual root lies in its precise control over the use of spiritual energy.
Feng Wuya said that although water is good and benefits all things without competing, it is not against competition.
He had a unique method of using water to dissipate force and defeat enemies, and he had taught it all to Ruan Wei, the only disciple with the same spiritual roots as him.
Ruan Wei practiced very well.
Especially after the Jindan stage, she has become more adept at distributing spiritual power and controlling subtle details.
The rain of swords covered the entire competition stage like a sky curtain, with such a grand momentum that the audience below could not help but marvel at the oppression.
Jiang Rongrong was startled. "It was magnified right from the start?"
In Jiang Rongrong's impression, apart from the enemies, Ruan Wei seemed to have never been so proactive in attacking anyone.
She usually flirts with people out of curiosity and then starts to fight back when they come to her door.
In Ruan Wei's own words, she just likes the feeling of occupying the moral high ground.
This is true yin.
Fu Yi was the first one to provoke Ruan Wei to come over and beat him up.
I don’t know what the grudge is.
Jiang Rongrong felt that Ruan Wei didn't really dislike Fu Yi's personality, but she just didn't seem to get along with him. She guessed that she just wanted to beat him up.
This is Ruan Wei's style.
Ruan Wei felt the spiritual energy in her body rapidly dissipating with each use of the Lin Lin technique. She roughly estimated in her mind how many times she could use the Lin Lin technique with her current spiritual energy.
About three times. This move is a large-scale move and it does consume some spiritual energy.
Ruan Wei wondered if he should practice a new move, one that could be used against a single opponent.
Fortunately, the recovery speed of the innate spiritual body should not be underestimated.
Facing Ruan Wei's massive rain of swords.
Fu Yi perked up.
He breathed in and out slowly, trying his best to gather his energy and focus.
This was the first time Fu Yi saw Ruan Wei use this move. Since he was not familiar with it, he might not be able to handle it.
He wanted to avoid it as much as possible without getting hurt.
Fu Yi did not dare to be careless at all. He could only use all his strength to mobilize his spiritual power and wave the mirror to resist the dense attack like rain.
"hiss."
After all, it was his first time to take on the attack, and Fu Yi still couldn't completely avoid every ray of sword light from Ruan Wei.
His handsome face was inevitably scratched, leaving a trace of blood.
Fu Yi didn't care at all and just wiped it off.
Ruan Wei raised an eyebrow.
If you were to ask what part of Fu Yi Ruan Wei was most satisfied with, it would probably be his face.
A very gin face.
It was scratched, what a pity.
Chi Jin's face cannot be scratched, he will be furious, he relies on that face to make a living.
Fu Yi didn't think so much.
His mind could only think of one thing at a time, and now all he could think about was how to win.
Finally, the unbearable Lin Lin was over.
Fu Yi flew directly towards Ruan Wei.
The initiative cannot always be in the hands of the opponent. This is common sense for sword practitioners. Ruan Wei had just used his ultimate move and his spiritual energy was insufficient.
Seize the opportunity!
Ruan Wei subconsciously dodged his approach.
In an instant, Fu Yi rushed forward and stabbed Ruan Wei in the chest with a sword.
During the battle, Fu Yi would never let up, and he believed that Ruan Wei would never accept his opponent letting up either.
All sword cultivators are like this.
Ruan Wei dodged sideways as if he had expected it.
She swung the sword in her hand and slashed towards Fu Yi's throat.
Fu Yi tilted his head back and narrowly avoided the attack, but a bloody mark was still left on his neck.
The two of them fought back and forth, neither giving in, and it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.
Fu Yi became more and more frightened as the fight went on.
In his heart, he confirmed his previous judgment of Ruan Wei's swordsmanship.
During the fourth Yaogu competition, he and Ruan Wei had fought against each other. At that time, Fu Yi felt that everyone's judgment of Ruan Wei was very wrong.
Ruan Wei didn't use the sword often in the previous competitions, but this doesn't mean that she is not good at using the sword. After all, she is an innate spiritual body who considers herself a sword practitioner.
Ruan Wei is definitely not a traditional swordsman.
But her swordsmanship is definitely not bad!
It can even be called outstanding.
In the way of swordsmanship, Fu Yi even felt that Ruan Wei's talent was slightly better than his own.
He had never felt so suppressed by anyone before.
Very strange.
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