Moreover, the rules only restricted the weak!
Everyone knew this very well.
To the strong, there was no such thing as daring or not, only wanting or not wanting.
"My rules are rules!"
Su Chen looked at Sikong Qianluo after saying that.
"What do you think?"
Sikong Qianluo's eyes turned, and the spear in his hand was placed on the ground.
"Do I have to fight you?"
Although Sikong Qianluo had a straightforward personality, his brain was not slow at all.
Just now, when this beautiful man in front of him revealed a little bit of his aura, Sikong Qianluo knew that he was not his match.
She, Sikong Qianluo, would not fight a battle that she was bound to lose!
"Not with me, but with her, my student!”
Su Chen gestured to Li Han Yi, who was standing beside him with a tense expression.
"Then this lady will accept it!"
The moment Sikong Qianluo heard, his eyes lit up again.
He had been taught by Sikong Changfeng since he was young, and was unrivaled among his peers.
Naturally, he was very confident in his skills.
Although this beautiful sister in front of her looked a little older than her, she could barely be considered a peer.
Then, she, Sikong Qianluo, was full of confidence.
"In that case, let's begin!”
Su Chen nodded slightly and said after seeing Sikong Qianluo agree.
"Ha!"
Sikong Qianluo raised his spear, and dozens of spear lights bloomed, dazzling like stars.
The spear in his hand seemed to have transformed into dozens of spear shadows.
"As expected of Lord Sikong Changfeng's daughter, her spear technique is indeed impressive!”
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but sigh.
Even among Rank-9 martial artists, there were probably very few who could withstand this spear technique.
This girl probably wouldn't be a match for this dojo with a sword.
Was he finally going to see this dojo lose once?
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Li Han Yi's expression didn't change at all. He drew his sword with his right hand.
Ding!
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.
The sound of strings and bamboos sounded continuously.
Everyone looked over and saw that the tip of the longsword had just touched the spearhead.
The countless spear shadows disappeared in an instant.
Sikong Qianluo's small face turned stiff.
"As expected, you have some ability. Look at this young lady's white horse howling in the west wind!”
Sikong Qianluo circulated his inner breath, and the dancing spear stirred up waves of strong wind.
The surrounding people subconsciously retreated to a distance, nervously watching the battle.
Now, Li Han Yi finally understood how Su Chen felt when he fought with her yesterday.
Sikong Qian Luo's move was indeed exquisite, but it was obvious that he had just grasped it not long ago. The flaw appeared in Li Han Yi's eyes, and it was very obvious.
He subconsciously stabbed out with his sword.
Sikong Qianluo's spear shadow paused. After dodging, he changed his spear move.
However, every time she changed, Li Han Yi's sword would attack her weak point.
The more Sikong Qianluo fought, the more depressed he felt.
"How can you be so shameless?"
After a delicate shout, Sikong Qianluo retreated.
Li Han Yi stopped in his tracks.
"Aren't we fighting?"
The doubt on Li Han Yi's face made Sikong Qian Luo's face turn red.
"Alright, I have another move that my father taught me. If you can break it, I'll admit defeat!”
"Duren Burg!"
The spear danced, and a green tornado formed in front of Sikong Qianluo.
In the next moment, the green spear light mixed with a strong wind surged toward Li Han Yi.
"It's Lord Sikong's ultimate skill!"
The onlookers widened their eyes in disbelief.
He did not expect that this Sikong Qianluo had already mastered Sikong Changfeng's ultimate skill at such a young age.
" Sword Art of the Yue Maiden, Instant Strike of a Thousand Miles!"
A delicate shout was heard, and a sword light flashed and met Duren Burg.
In an instant, the strong wind dissipated.
Li Han Yi's long sword pointed at Sikong Qian Luo's throat.
"I actually lost!"
Sikong Qianluo's expression was somewhat dejected.
"Your spear technique hasn't reached great success yet. This move only has its form and not its spirit!”
Su Chen's voice rang out. Sikong Qianluo looked at Su Chen dejectedly. After thinking of something, he suddenly knelt down.
"Greetings, teacher!"
"Get up, get up!" Su Chen smiled and pulled Sikong Qianluo up from his knees.
The peerless genius Sikong Qianluo has entered the martial arts dojo and imparted cultivation techniques and opportunities. He will receive multiple returns.
Su Chen did not delay and pointed out.
Sikong Qianluo's eyes were filled with shock. Countless information was surging in her mind.
Granted Sikong Qianluo 100 Burning Prairie Strikes, 100 times Critical Hit Return. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Mystic Ice Spear Technique.
Black Ice Spear Technique?
The information was not as complicated as the grass word sword scripture.
After receiving the Black Ice Spear Technique, Su Chen was shocked.
It was another super martial technique.
It was the spear technique that Dong Bo brat had become famous for.
Wisps of spear intent emerged from his body, but Su Chen suppressed them.
At this moment, Sikong Qianluo had also recovered from the shock of the Burning Prairie Hundred Strikes Spear Technique in his mind.
This set of exquisite spear technique was even more exquisite and extensive than the spear technique her father had taught her.
Furthermore, there was actually the comprehension accumulated by the predecessors after cultivating this spear technique.
This was simply unbelievable.
Furthermore, this kind of strength imparting method, Sikong Qianluo had never heard of it before.
With just a tap of his finger, he was able to impart cultivation techniques to others. What realm was his new teacher at?
Sikong Qianluo's gaze fell on Su Chen's expression, and then her small face was filled with shock.
She could feel an overbearing spear intent from this new teacher!
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