A cold light pierced through his chest.
Sikong Changfeng poured his inner breath into the iron spear in his hand, trying his best to block this spear light that contained an indomitable spear intent.
Then, his entire body flew out and crashed into the wall of the martial arts practice field. Then, he slowly slid down the wall.
"Daddy, are you alright?"
Sikong Qianluo was greatly alarmed. Throwing the spear in his hand, he ran in front of Sikong Changfeng and helped him up.
"Daddy is fine!"
Sikong Changfeng stood up. He wasn't injured, he was just shocked.
This move was too fierce.
It had exceeded Sikong Changfeng's imagination.
However, this was only natural. The Devil Master Pang Ban was very powerful, but he was severely injured by Li Ruohai, who was weaker than him. The power of this move could be seen.
Standing up, Sikong Changfeng glanced at the iron spear in his hand.
The neixi of the Free Earth Realm was still shattered by this strike.
"Qian Luo, daddy lost!"
After leaving the iron spear behind, Sikong Changfeng rubbed the somewhat anxious Sikong Qianluo and sighed.
"Daddy went easy on me!"
Seeing that his father was indeed fine, Sikong Qianluo was relieved.
"We agreed to use the cultivation of the ninth grade. Just now, Qian Luo had already forced Father to use the strength of the Earth Realm. Father had indeed lost!”
"Then what do you think of Prairie Hundred Strikes?”
Sikong Qianluo suddenly asked.
"As expected of an exquisite spear art. It looks like you haven't fully displayed this spear art!”
Sikong Changfeng thought for a moment and gave his answer.
"That's true. It's just that my current realm is too low, so I can't fully unleash the power of this spear technique!”
Sikong Qianluo was slightly disappointed.
"Cough, actually, Father's spear technique isn't bad either. You can't fall behind either!”
"Got it!"
Sikong Qianluo pinched his nose and said.
"Oh right, you just became a disciple. Why did this dojo master teach you such exquisite spear techniques?”
Sikong Changfeng asked.
Could it be that this young man had ulterior motives towards his woman?
Looking at his daughter who had just turned twelve, the corner of Sikong Changfeng's eyes twitched.
"What else could it be? Naturally, it's because my talent is very high!"
Sikong Qianluo placed his hands on his hips and looked rather pleased.
"Teacher said that the dojo only accepts geniuses. Ordinary mediocrity is definitely not accepted!”
Only accepting geniuses?
His daughter was indeed very talented. Sikong Changfeng nodded his head.
"By the way, Dad, I still have to go to the dojo tomorrow. Teacher said that if he didn't arrive, he would come over personally to look for him!”
Sikong Qianluo's words interrupted Sikong Changfeng's thoughts.
"Is that so? Alright then, Qian Luo, have a good rest tonight!”
Sikong Changfeng did not stop her. After sending his daughter back to her room, Sikong Changfeng's figure floated up and headed towards the Heaven Ascension Pavilion in the distance.
Naturally, they wouldn't allow anyone to barge into the Sky Ascension Pavilion at night.
However, some people did live in the Sky Ascension Pavilion.
Baili Dongjun was one of them.
"Come in!" Sikong Changfeng's figure had just stood still when a voice rang out from within the room.
After pushing the door open and entering, Baili Dongjun poured himself a glass of wine and drank by himself. He did not even have any side dishes.
"What's the matter?"
Baili Dongjun's sleepy eyes looked over, and his tongue was a little out of place.
"It's about the dojo master!”
Sikong Changfeng nodded and sat opposite Baili Dongjun.
His drowsy eyes instantly sobered up, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes.
"Any news?"
Sikong Chang Feng nodded and told him everything he had learned from his daughter.
"I see!"
Baili Dongjun fell into deep thought.
"It does look extraordinary. I've never heard of such a method of imparting strength. I wonder how it compared to the Buddhist Sect's six senses divine power?”
Baili Dongjun's expression was a little strange.
Could it be that he was from the Buddhist Sect?
"It doesn't look like it. I think we should send someone to investigate again!”
Sikong Changfeng shook his head.
"Alright, but who should we send?”Baili Dongjun drank a cup of wine and frowned in deep thought.
"I have someone!" Sikong Changfeng said.
"Who is it?"
"Yin Luaxia!"
"Fairy Luo Xia?" Baili Dongjun nodded.
Although Luo Xia Fairy Yin Luaxia was younger than the two of them, her cultivation was not weak and she was smart.
"It's just that although Fairy Luo Xia is in Snow Moon City, we can't command her!”Baili Dongjun suddenly slapped his forehead and recalled Luo Xia Fairy's temper.
"That's fine. Previously, I bet on Yin Luaxia and she lost to me. She owes me something!”
Sikong Changfeng said with a smile.
"So that's how it is. This is in line with her personality!”
Baili Dongjun burst into laughter!
Luo Xia Fairy, Yin Luaxia, was the daughter of the former gambling king.
When she was ten years old, her father lost all his wealth in Liberty City of Qingzhou.
Yin Luaxia, who was only ten years old, won three rounds in a row on the Thousand Gold Platform and regained her position as the King of Gambling.
Although she was a woman, she also liked gambling.
There were wins and losses.
However, Baili Dongjun had to admit that Yin Luaxia was not weak.
In this Snow Moon City, he could also be ranked at the forefront.
With her age, it wouldn't be long before she became one of the top five masters in Snow Moon City.
"In that case, let Fairy Luo Xia make a trip. I believe she will gain something!”
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