Chapter 415 Dachang and Xiaochang's Family
On stage.
Wu Yu's heart ached inexplicably, as if it had been hit hard by something.
She turned around, put away her sword, and landed immediately.
Wu Yu put his hand on his heart.
baffling.
While she was fighting, she suddenly thought of that idiot Chang Huaijin.
Has he done something stupid again?
Ask after you finish fighting.
As Wu Yu thought about this, his brows furrowed even more.
She was worried.
The direct descendant of the Fulong Temple, who was also sweating profusely, was stunned for a moment when he saw this.
Fulong Temple's direct descendant asked, "Master Chang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine."
Wu Yu waved his hand.
Hearing the other party's address, her brows became even colder, "Let's continue."
Because both she and Chang Huaijin have the surname Chang.
Among the direct descendants, those who are not very familiar with them usually call them Da Chang and Xiao Chang.
Ruan Wei commented that this is a somewhat disgusting nickname.
After spending some time together, there are very few people I’m not familiar with, and most of them will just call me by my full name.
Except for the pedantic sect of Fulong Temple.
Wu Yu wondered if they had received any etiquette training.
No matter how good the relationship is, the direct descendants of Fulong Temple always call everyone "donor" or "fellow Taoist" and there is no possibility of calling each other by their names.
Wu Yu protested, but Chang Huai Jin enjoyed it.
Chang Huaijin said that it sounded like they were a family, which was great.
Hearing this.
Wu Yu just pursed his lips and said no more.
A family.
Okay, that's it.
Because she and Chang Huaijin are indeed a family.
The direct descendant of Fulong Temple nodded, "Okay."
From a visual point of view, the competition between the two of them actually looks quite boring, with one attacking fiercely and the other just defending.
Whether they are working hard or not can be seen from the sweat beads on their foreheads.
Wu Yu took a deep breath and tried his best to slow down and calm his thoughts.
She can't lose here.
Wu Yu rushed forward with her sword in hand once again. While stabbing at the descendant of Fulong Temple, she kept thinking.
How to win.
How can you win if the sword can't penetrate?
Talisman...
Wu Yu was not confident in drawing talismans on the spot, as she was not sure that every time she drew one, it would work.
Especially now.
When so many people are watching.
Wu Yu has always known that he is a genius in the art of talismans.
To be honest, it is difficult for geniuses not to know that they are geniuses. After all, they can easily do things that others cannot do.
But now——
The palms of Yu's hands were sweating.
Her appearance wasn't particularly attractive, and she had neglected the Way of Talismans for too long. Now she seemed to have become almost ordinary...
These thoughts.
All of this was spinning around in Wu Yu's mind.
Speaking of which.
I'm still very scared.
She was very scared.
I’m afraid that I’m no longer the genius I used to be.
The story of Zhongyong is about the loss of Zhongyong. Wu Yu is the "Zhongyong" who took the initiative to cut off the halo of his youth.
Is he injured?
Wu Yu no longer knew, she didn't even dare to confirm it.
…
Wu Yu suddenly stopped.
Her fingers trembled slightly, her head hung low, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell to the ground.
Wu Yu's physical strength was on the verge of collapse.
Seeing this, the descendant of the Fulong Temple across from him subconsciously felt relieved.
Fortunately, he managed to get through it. Just now, the golden light protecting his body almost collapsed.
The direct descendant of Fulong Temple felt a little relieved. Just when Wu Yu's body trembled slightly, he raised his Zen stick and slowly walked towards Wu Yu.
To win.
This is the obsession in the hearts of both sides on the ring.
After the distance was close enough, the direct descendant of Fulong Temple completely released the golden light that protected his body, and he poured all the remaining spiritual energy in his body into the Zen staff.
Fulong Temple's direct descendant, "Ah!!!"
The Zen stick swept across suddenly.
Wu Yu raised her eyelids, and unexpectedly, she did not retreat at all.
The closer he got, the clearer he could see. The coldness in Wu Yu's eyes made the descendant of Fulong Temple subconsciously reduce his strength.
Obviously we will win.
The four disciples of Penglai Immortal Sect in front of him still had such a calm expression.
So strange.
You people from Penglai Immortal Sect are so weird.
But still.
The Zen stick is right in front of me.
The heir of Fulong Temple gritted his teeth and whispered, "If you admit defeat, I will relinquish my staff."
It's just a friendly match, he doesn't want to hurt anyone.
It’s impossible to collect it anyway.
He wants to win too.
There is no one in this world who doesn't like the feeling of winning.
“…”
Wu Yu's thoughts slowly drifted away for a moment.
Retract your thoughts.
The Zen stick is close at hand, and the sword is trembling in the hand.
Wu Yu thought about it carefully.
She still felt that swordsmanship was good, and talismans were also good. Comparing the two, she still preferred what she was good at—
Just fail.
It doesn’t matter if you lose.
Wu Yu just wanted to confirm how much he still lacked in terms of Fu Dao.
She can just make up for what she has missed slowly.
You can practice any sword technique.
There’s nothing that talismans can’t do!
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then.
Wu Yu turned her head extremely quickly as if she had a last burst of energy.
The Zen staff narrowly brushed past her ear.
Wu Yu is short and slender, so the area he can be hit by is smaller than that of an ordinary person.
But this was no joke after all. The Zen stick swung by the direct descendant of Fulong Temple still hit Wu Yu's left hand which was raised for defense.
Wu Yu was blown directly to the center of the stage.
Her thin body hit the ground with a loud noise.
The descendant of Fulong Temple subconsciously put away his staff. He didn't have much spiritual power left, so he tried to save it wherever possible.
Not everyone is born with a physique as good as a spiritual body.
With normal spiritual practice, spiritual energy recovery is not fast.
People with innate spiritual bodies are accidents, an accident that rarely happens in millions of years.
In summary.
Ruan Wei is a big BUG!
and.
The direct descendant of Fulong Temple couldn't help but feel a little confused.
The feeling of swinging was clearly correct, he clearly just wanted to... throw the person towards the audience.
Why is this?
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