Me, sword fairy!

Chapter 22 The Seven Schools Association (6)

Su Wangyou's father has two disciples, one is Su Hongmo and the other is Mo Fan.

Later Mo Fan had a daughter, and that was Mo Li.

Su Wangyou and Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao learned from Su Hongmo, and Mo Li learned from Mo Fan. As Mo Fan's senior sister, Su Hongmo, the senior sister of Penglai Mountain was not a rant.

Li Li has broken red hair, and his skin is a bit wheaten. He wore a red men's shirt on his upper body and short jeans on his lower body, which looked like a tomboy.

"Sister, don't be kidding you." She put her chin on her hand and said boredly: "Everyone is here for Su Wangyou. Your three-legged kung fu is also deceiving the waste."

"Is it three-legged cat Kung Fu? You will know when the time comes." Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao was not dazzled by anger, she knew what was the way to prove herself.

"Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao." Lan Guizhu stopped her in front of everyone, he said naturally, "It should be called this, right? I didn't pay much attention to you, so you should give the trump card to your brother. , If he makes a move, he will probably cause irreversible mental damage to the warriors of the seventh school, and he may even leave a heart demon in the future — in short, this trump card seat is for your brother."

"Although that guy's words are terrible, but I think so too." Zhang Qingxu wore a loose robe, looked at Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao from the outside of his eyes, and said casually: "Can you beat us? You know it in your heart."

"I think it's pretty good!" Shirakawa Jinze gave the trump card position to Gu Canxin, but he didn't expect to be the first to play against Su Wangyou, and he couldn't help showing an excited smile.

(They generally believe that what happened to their teammates meeting Su Wangyou cannot be called a battle)

"Ah, whatever? Anyway, she didn't have Su Wangyou on the court after she lost. Why are you so aggressive?" Gu Canxin wiped the saliva from sleeping, and said casually: "And I think it's right to lose a bit badly. Their experience gave them a taste of what we were like back then."

"It doesn't matter. The confrontation between Su Wangyou and I is destined. This kind of trivial matter doesn't matter at all." Krauris said seriously, she really felt so from the bottom of her heart.

All the people in the fighting field were stunned, and even the hundreds of millions of people who watched the broadcast with the TV were speechless.

Because the conversation before them almost destroyed their knowledge of martial arts.

Who is Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao?

The champion of the Vault of Heavenly Martial Arts, a person beat all the people who participated in the Vault of Heavenly Martial Arts, and then won the championship. Logically speaking, she should be the strongest.

But now?

The top geniuses of every academy hardly put her in their eyes, ignoring the champion of the celestial martial arts, ignoring the Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao who is known as the first person of the younger generation. There is only one Su Wangyou!

But people really don’t know who Su Wangyou is...

Unlike Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao, Su Wangyou generally does not show up under the public, so his name is only circulated in a very small circle --- that small circle is more than the people who are now following this martial arts meeting. It is really a drop in the bucket.

Suddenly, countless people began to search for Su Wangyou's information.

Of course, these are all things...

However, Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao was very calm.

She cast her eyes to a black-robed man in Sangel's Academy, and she knew that was Yar.

Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao said: "What about you? What do you think? Are you the same as them?"

"Me?" Yar, who had been hiding himself under the black robe, laughed, with an unusually arrogant laugh. "What are you? You deserve to ask me?"

"Yar."

At some point, Su Wangyou had already walked out of the lounge and stood beside Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao, holding a wooden sword in his hand.

His eyes were so cold that it was impossible to look directly.

Suddenly, he threw the wooden sword in his hand.

An imperceptible'Chongxiao' came into the ears of Penglai Mountain Jiuxiao.

Yar's expression changed, his hands and ten, squatted down, actually wanting to resist this blow!

The result was obvious. The wooden sword pierced his palm and pierced his stomach. The powerful impact went unabated and nailed him to the wall.

"No second time." Su Wang said indifferently.

"Cough cough!" Yar stuck out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the hood covering his face fell off, revealing an extremely pale face.

Yar didn't care, and sprinkled the blood on the ground, then pulled out the wooden sword, and said one after another: "You're really welcome...cough cough...Su Wangyou!"

Su Wangyou coldly looked at the pale and excessive skin of the blond man, and said, "Do you really think I can't kill you?"

"——————————!" Yar uttered a strange syllable from his throat, and then returned to his lounge without saying a word.

The medical staff rushed to him at a loss, but were driven away.

Su Wangyou raised his head and said to the referee: "Can the second round start?"

The referee came back to his senses and said in a panic: "The second round of the team competition begins, first of all..."

"No need." Su Wangyou stood on the stage, looking around, and said casually: "I'm in a hurry, let's get on together."

The audience was silent.

Instead, the trump card of each school nodded.

"This...this is out of order." The referee was sweating profusely, trying to persuade Su Wangyou.

"They will agree." Su Wangyou responded indifferently.

At this time, the students of Chunyang College who had received Lan Guizhu's signal were already standing on the court.

Then came the sky.

free.

Predator.

truth.

Saint gle.

More than 30 outstanding students from the six prestigious schools stood in front of Su Wangyou.

They circled Su Wangyou, the large number of people failed to bring them a trace of confidence.

"Aren't you coming?" Su Wangyou said to Shirakawa Jinze outside the crowd.

"No, I still want to single out with you."

"Is that so?" Su Wangyou nodded, and said: "That's OK, I'll start it lightly later, and try not to affect your duel with my sister."

Afterwards, Su Wangyou looked at more than 30 students around him and said, "Come on."

Fifty-one seconds.