Fantasy: My Cultivation Technique Will Self-Cultivation

Chapter 154 The Hatchet Junior Brother Borrows Magic Treasures

As if she had also come over at some point, she came to the front row of the onlookers and watched the changes in the field.

Wang Yourong found her in the crowd and smiled triumphantly at her.

But the smug smile was still on his face, but Wang Yourong suddenly felt a cold in the back of his head.

She hurriedly reached out and touched, and found that she had a big tugging hair already in her hand.

Wang Yourong’s face turned purple. She really didn’t expect that Bai Shaohai would actually break her hair.

“Okay, let’s move on to the next game!” Fan Tulong finished his last sip of wine in Calabash, and then said loudly while watching the court.

As if walking into the field, they stepped forward to comfort Wang Yourong, and then the two of them returned to the crowd.

Ye Chenfu tapped his toes, and directly passed the two people in front of him, and flew to the center of the square.

Seeing his way of playing, all the disciples’ eyes lit up.

“Disciple Ye Chenfu, here comes to ask Senior Brother Bai for advice or two!” Ye Chenfu stepped forward and said with cupped hands slightly.

Bai Shaohai seemed a little funny at this time. Although his arms were not injured, the sleeves of his clothes on both shoulders were chopped.

And not only that, the shoe on his left foot was also broken, but the skin on his left foot was cut a lot.

Although he hated Wang Yourong for being hot, but he didn’t have a good attack, because he also took revenge on the other side.

Secondly, it was because the peak master Xiangshen and the first guardian Fan Tulong were standing beside them! So he had to swallow down.

At this moment, Ye Chenfu saw Bai Shaohai’s funny look, and a look of intolerance appeared on his face.

“Master Peak Master, do you think Brother Bai is like this… Why don’t we just forget it?” Ye Chenfu said towards the gods.

Before Xiang Shen had time to say anything, Bai Shaohai immediately said, “Master Peak Master, you let me ascertain the strength of a few disciples; I will definitely complete this last task!”

Hearing Bai Shaohai’s confident words, he said to God in a breath full of breath, “It’s so good! Besides, these are all Juniors, I believe you will not be afraid.”

After all, Bai Shaohai had been in Sect for many years, even though he was mixed up step by step.

But the foundation of his strength lies there, so it is not that easy to be defeated.

Besides, these five people are still newcomers, after all, it hasn’t been long since they just became inner disciple.

Bai Shaohai saluted the peak master and Fan Tulong, then squatted down and took off the shoe on his right foot.

Then he stood barefoot on the spot, and some of the fragments of the sleeves that were hanging were also directly pulled off by him.

So he looked even more funny, a pair of bare feet, a little messy hair, and bright red blood on his left foot was solidified, and there was dry blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

And now it has become shirtless again, so this style of painting is wrong no matter how you look at it.

But at this time, Ye Chenfu saluted Bai Shaohai again, and then he respectfully said: “Brother Bai, can you let me borrow a Magic Treasures?”

“Junior Brother Ye, please, otherwise I see you with your bare hands, and it’s not easy to deal with my black iron whip!”

Ye Chenfu raised his eyebrows, thinking that this whip was indeed made of profound iron, no wonder it hurt his bones when it hit him.

When Ye Chenfu was holding back as if backing away, he saw the handyman disciple who chopped firewood before, watching from the back of the crowd, and the handyman disciple was wearing a hatchet around his waist.

At that time, his heart moved, but he was too worried about the situation at the time, so he didn’t think so much.

Ye Chen floating nodded, then rushed into the crowd and came to the handyman disciple just now.

“This junior, can you lend me your Magic Treasures?” Ye Chenfu said very politely.

Seeing Ye Chenfu, the inner disciple, spoke to himself so politely, the handyman disciple was surprised and speechless.

After a while, he was pushed a bit by the person next to him, so that’s why he reacted.

“Senior Brother Ye joked, I’m just a handyman disciple, where does Magic Treasures come from?” The handyman disciple said in horror.

“No, you have Magic Treasures! It’s the hatchet pinned to your waist.” Ye Chenfu said with a slight smile.

If it weren’t for this handyman disciple, Ye Chenfu was a good person, and he had helped himself to chop firewood before.

Then at this time he would definitely think that Ye Chenfu was humiliating him.

So after experiencing some ideological struggle, he said, “Senior Brother Ye, this is just an ordinary hatchet! It’s not Magic Treasures.”

Ye Chen nodded and said, “Lend it to me! Lose two if you break the package, okay?”

Hearing what Ye Chenfu said, and still so determined.

So the handyman disciple nodded. For one thing, the hatchet is not expensive, and it’s Sect’s thing.

Secondly, this hatchet, even if it was ruined by Ye Chenfu, the people around it were all witnesses, and he himself didn’t have to lose money.

The third reason is because he doesn’t know why at this time, but he has a feeling of trust in Ye Chenfu very much.

So he pulled out the hatchet from his waist, held it in his hands, and handed it to Ye Chenfu respectfully.

Since Fan Tulong and Xiang Shen were standing on the big water tank in the back row of the court, they could clearly see the situation here.

“What the hell is this Ye Chenfu doing?” Xiangshen couldn’t help but ask Fan Tulong, “This is just an ordinary hatchet!”

Fan Tulong shook his head and said, “Where do I know? But I feel that this kid wants to humiliate Bai Shaohai. I feel a little excited when I think about it!”

Hearing this, Xiangshen couldn’t help but glanced at Fan Tulong with contempt.

“Thank you, Junior Brother!” Ye Chenfu took the hatchet and stopped saying more. He just said a word of thanks and quickly returned to the court.

He turned his cupped hands to Bai Shaohai again, and said, “Brother Bai, please enlighten me!”

Bai Shaohai was preventing Ye Chenfu’s sneak attack this time, but Ye Chenfu didn’t seem to want to do it first.

So Bai Shaohai didn’t want to wait any longer. He waved the black iron whip in his hand and approached Ye Chenfu.

Ye Chenfu picked up the hatchet borrowed from the handyman disciple just now, and the disciples on the crowd were all laughing.

But they couldn’t laugh in the next second, because suddenly the hatchet in Ye Chenfu’s hand turned into an icy blue color.

Someone immediately recognized that it was Ye Chenfu who injected his own True Qi onto the hatchet, and there was an uproar around him.

Xiangshen looked at the ice-blue True Qi over the hatchet, and nodded in satisfaction.

“Really a good disciple, he has learned so well!” Xiang Shen said, caressing his beard.

Fan Tulong also nodded, “Yes, I feel Zheng Yuanzhi can’t compare to him!”

Originally, Bai Shaohai was still confident, but now he suddenly stagnated…