Who is not a monk

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"What a handsome chicken..."

Yogurt Zhang opened her eyes wide.

Because of the scorching sun just now, her vision is still dim and mixed, bright and dark, but the statue is so conspicuous, like the center of the world.

But she didn't have time to sigh——

The statue opened its eyes and pushed towards her.

"Swish..."

Hundreds of crimson lights flew out from the left and right sides of the statue, dragged their long tails in the air, drew graceful arcs, and flew towards her.

"!!"

Zhang Yogurt sensed the crisis!

"brush!"

She forcibly moved her severely burned body, swung her sword vigorously, and swirled and slashed forward with sword qi.

The sword light behind him also came out in full force.

"boom!!"

The violent explosions joined together.

The shock wave kicked up the dust, swayed along the ground, and arrived in front of her in the blink of an eye.

"brush!"

Zhang Yogurt picked out from bottom to top with a sword.

Whether it was the shock wave or the dust in front of her, they were all split by this sword, and she stood there, only the breeze was blowing her scorched clothes and her curly hair that was mostly burnt, and her figure could not be shaken. , nor shake her will.

The spiritual power in the air rioted again.

This time it was more terrifying than before, sweeping the entire arena.

There is no way to avoid it.

"call……"

Zhang Yogurt let out a breath slowly, but her heart calmed down.

Countless sword lights danced, buzzed, and changed shapes behind her, and finally condensed into a huge lightsaber. She also raised the long sword, and the long sword, which contained half of her remaining spiritual power, struck immediately. Xuan'er flew up into the sky, serving as the tip of this huge lightsaber.

Every particle of natural spiritual power in the arena seems to be glowing and heating up, converging into the sun.

After a second.

The entire martial arts arena seemed to be transformed into a scorching sun.

The other contestants in the auditorium no longer dared to look directly at them, and either covered their eyes with their hands or turned their backs. Only a few spiritual practitioners used special methods, and they could only see illusory black shadows under the strong light. extremely fast.

Xiaoxiao covered Taozi's eyes with her hands.

Ning Qing pulled her over, pulled her in front of him, and covered her eyes.

Xiaoxiao is honest and doesn't struggle.

I saw that in the martial arts arena, the god statue still folded his hands, leaned slightly, and stared at the world with an indifferent expression.

The giant sword moves from left to right, passing through the center of the newly born scorching sun.

Zhang Yogurt followed the giant sword with a sword.

Slow down and slow down again, and you can see that the sword light that makes up the giant sword is continuously disintegrating and melting under high temperature, but new sword lights continue to appear, barely filling the vacancy left by the disintegrated and melting sword light. His long sword has turned red.

Zhang Yogurt at the back was on fire all over his body.

Red earth walls were arched on the ground, which were pierced by the giant sword one by one, and spiritual barriers emerged out of thin air, which were also pierced by the giant sword.

Chen Shu was in the scorching sun, hanging in the air, expressionless.

In his eyes, the world was completely engulfed by the strong light. Under the strong light, there were only the flying lightsaber and the female sword fairy behind the lightsaber.

One sword and one person, there is an unstoppable trend.

However, the scorching sun has only just risen.

The light is still getting stronger and stronger, the temperature is still getting higher and higher, and the power is still rising.

The disintegration speed of the giant sword quickly exceeded the speed of replenishment, and the long sword in the front has lost its tip——in the center of the small blazing sun, it is difficult to maintain its sharpness even with the blessing of a piece of yogurt's sword control. Breaking through a layer of defense will disappear, and the sword light will shatter into star points.

Chen Shu's eyes reflected Zhang Yogurt's figure.

This is the ultimate sword of recklessness.

The giant sword is on the verge of disintegration, and the female sword fairy is also at the end of her battle. What supports them to continue moving forward is their desperate belief, desperate.And she didn't even notice that the clothes on her body were being broken little by little, turning into countless glowing fireflies, chasing her.

The jade-like skin underneath was exposed inch by inch.

Seeing this, Chen Shu's eyes widened.

The attacking giant sword didn't make him blink, and the shattered sword energy didn't make him frown, but this scene made him lose his composure—if this continues, maybe she can rush over, maybe she can't, but no matter what, she I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this suit, and there are at least a hundred pairs of eyes staring at him outside the arena.

"!"

Chen Shu frowned.

The glare suddenly disappeared, and the world seemed to be dark, leaving only white smoke rising from the scarlet ground.

The giant sword had disintegrated to the end, only three or two sword lights were left, and the clothes on Zhang Yogurt were already in tatters, but in the next moment, she rushed to Chen Shu holding the long sword that had melted into half .

At the last moment, Chen Shu's frowning was reflected in her eyes. At that moment, she realized something was wrong, but she and the sword had already arrived in front of Chen Shu.

Jian Feng stopped with difficulty.

Zhang Yogurt looked in a state of embarrassment, and her whole body was in burning pain. She forcibly raised her spiritual power, and also forcibly propped up her body, which was already at the end of its strength, and hung in the air, looking at him.

"Why... you stopped?"

Zhang Yogurt's voice has also distorted, and it seems that she will soon be unable to hold on. She saves her last bit of strength and expectation: "Did you run out of spiritual power and admit defeat?"

"..."

Chen Shu looked down at her clothes, which were worse than beggars and were on the verge of being worn out, and pondered for two seconds:

"I'm afraid to see your little Haw."

Chapter 3 The real damage begins now

In the spectator seats, many referees showed embarrassment.

In his eyes, the two below were already very close, half of Zhang Yogurt's sword had stopped in front of Chen Shu, and he was just about to cut it off.

"How does this count?"

The referees looked at the bosses of Lingzong and Jianzong.

"It's just a competition, the outcome is not important, what is important is the process of going all out, and the harvest in this process." Deputy Suzerain Du Heng said with a smile.

"Our Jianzong is not someone who can't afford to lose." The head of Jianzong stared at the front with a blank expression, and added, "But from the next session onwards, the Martial Arts Association must allow the disciples of Jianzong to carry their own spirit swords. Otherwise, don't do it."

"..."

The referees looked at each other.

"or?"

"Tie?"

Two people spoke tentatively.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the field:

"I surrender!"

The crowd looked at the sound.

In the huge arena, the scene was like hell, and the two were like two little black dots.

Zhang Yogurt and Chen Shu floated face to face, threw the dagger in his hand, and said coldly: "I have lost this time, but don't get carried away because of it, it's just this time, if you don't use Wang Ting's broken sword, Even if it's just an ordinary spirit sword, I can defeat you, but if I use a divine sword, I will easily defeat you."

"I'm here."

"Oh... this time counts..."

"left."

"Oh... I lost this time..."

"That's not necessarily true. It's possible that you can still rush over, but it would be disgraceful for you to win." Chen Shu comforted her, then paused again, "But I can understand what you mean, you want to say, let I don't want to pretend to be in front of you in the future, right?"

"Yes……"

"Hehe, don't worry..." Chen Shu smiled and spread his hands, "This is impossible."

"You and I……"

Zhang Yogurt opened his eyes, but the eyes were extremely dim, and the small amount of light was rapidly dimming.

Her body swayed in the air.

At that moment, Chen Shu saw a little bit of spring through her tattered clothes, of course only a little bit, not necessarily as much as the low-cut dress, and not as much as the common swimsuits on the beach, but still let he thinks……

Spicy eyes!

Chen Shu pursed his lips tightly, drew a circle in the air, took out a coat, and threw it over.

Zhang Yogurt instinctively caught the clothes.

This is the only strength she has left.

Immediately, her figure faltered and fell towards Chen Shu.

"Eh!"

Chen Shu quickly stretched out his hand, but supported her with spiritual power: "What are you doing? You're hot, don't touch me!"

Zhang Yogurt said nothing.

"when!"

The gong sounded.

An amplified voice finally came from outside the competition arena: "The winner, Yujing Academy, Chen Shu."

The outcome is decided.

"Swoosh..."

A sword light flew over and landed in front of the two of them.

This is a man whose age can't be seen. He glanced at Chen Shu, but what he recalled in his mind was Chen Shu's spiritual form just now: "It's ok, boy, it's even more aggressive than our Jianzong people."

"Feel sorry."

"?"

The boss of Jianzong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he couldn't help falling into silence.

It was so easy to admit it! !

Can't you be modest?

The boss of Jianzong was silent, and took Zhang Yogurt away.

Chen Shu's eyes followed his figure.

I heard that this is the eldest disciple of the sword master of Jianzong?

In this case, his status in Jianzong is about the same as that of Du Heng's deputy suzerain, and he can be regarded as a big boss outside.

It's just that Jianzong's style is really special. This boss not only looks young, but also has a young mind. He is a serious young man, not backward compatible. It is easy for people to ignore the fact that he has lived for more than 200 years.

But having said that, who said that the elderly must be stable and respected by the young?

Chen Shu looked at the viewing platform again.

There was a voice from there.

Chen Shu received the gaze of the deputy suzerain from afar, and also received the gazes of Qingqing and Xiaoxiao, saw many friends in the sand sculpture group laughing, and saw Teacher Shi Qian and Teacher Fu Jia who stood up and applauded... This is worthy of them, right? ?

Then the medical staff came.