Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

Boom!

Half of the arena instantly collapsed and shattered into ruins.

The guard formation of the competition platform was automatically activated, intercepting all the sputtering gravel.

Zhang Xinxin put her hands in front of her body, closed her eyes, and her ears were ringing.

In front of her, Cheng Shuanglin stretched out a hand and moved it forward with spiritual power.

If he had come a little later, I'm afraid the little girl behind him would be seriously injured.

"The first game, Su Liangsheng!"

As the results of the competition were announced, there was an uproar in the stands.

So fast?!

Zhang Xinxin changed her talkative temper, remained silent, turned around with her head drooped, and walked towards the platform.

Losing was so direct and simple.

After this battle, no one thinks Su Liang is a soft persimmon anymore, and all the forces have gained more weight in their hearts.

Even Yu Yuanliang, who had disliked Su Liang before, was now shaking his head and sighing after silently calculating.

If you go there yourself, this will probably be the result.

This sword was sharper than the last time it struck Zhao Tianquan.

Does he really only have one realm?

Such a powerful sword move requires no less spiritual power.

And this sword move, what is it?

When did the Nanxi Sword Sect add such sword techniques?

Not only he, but also the great elder Meng Lin in the main stand did not understand all the doubts.

He knew all the high-level swordsmanship in the Library Pavilion, but the trick Su Liang used was obviously not one of them.

The first competition is over, and then comes the second one.

Chen Huaiyu stood up, and Su Liang, who was coming towards him, looked a little proud and winked at her, as if to say something.

Am I great?

Chen Huaiyu rolled his eyes at him.

The character of a child.

Su Liang didn't care and came to her side, "Don't worry, everything from sixteen to eight will be done on the main stage. It will take some time to repair that half of the stage."

Chen Huaiyu glanced at the busy earth magicians on the competition stage and sat back with approval.

Li Simiao disappeared after arriving at the venue today. Su Liang did not bring Qin Nian and Fang Gui back, but stayed at Xiaolian Peak.

The main reason is that you are wearing goggles and can't see anything, so it's better not to come.

As for safety... After his strength is exposed, Xiaolianfeng's weight will increase again, and those who want to move Fanggui must reconsider.

From the current point of view, Su Liang is likely to be like his senior brother, an unparalleled talent who can lead the world by a gap among his peers.

After several games, Su Liang seemed relaxed and comfortable.

According to his past style, I'm afraid he still has a big move hidden.

"Who are you going to hit later?"

Chen Huaiyu glanced at him: "The magician on the Fourteenth Stage that you have been thinking about."

"Haha, that's a coincidence."

Chen Huaiyu stared at him without saying a word.

It's not like you have to ask for it, right? It's not like the group list hasn't been announced yet...

Su Liang is indeed looking for something to talk about. The main thing is... he opened those letters in person last night and asked him to interpret them. In addition, the topics Li Simiao talked about in his reply were somewhat off-topic, making Su Liang a little passive now. .

It's his fault... Why did he even think of giving this as a gift?

"That spiritual stone is not bad, but I don't understand it."

"Teach me later."

Chen Huaiyu stared at the center of the competition stage, as if there was some secret treasure there.

Today, she is still dressed in red, but she looks a little nervous at the moment.

What should I do if he refuses?

Su Liang scratched his head: "Okay."

It's strange to say that Chen Huaiyu has never used the Spiritual Stone.

"The second game, Chen Huaiyu in Yulou Palace versus Zhang Xianzong in Xingsu Mountain!"

Not long after, Cheng Shuanglin came to the scene again.

The broken competition platform was repaired and reinforced.

As soon as the words fell, a young man in black clothes flashed onto the stage.

He is very young, with stars twinkling between his eyes, which is very strange to look at.

Xingxiu Mountain is a major force in the western part of Dongzhou, one of the best, famous for its mysterious method of stargazing and astrology.

It is said that the powerful Xingxiu Mountain sect members can draw starlight to cleanse their spiritual roots and become intimate with the stars. At critical moments, they can use this power to unleash extremely powerful spells.

This is also the key to Zhang Xianzong being able to squeeze into one of the sixteen seats despite being in the late Three Realms stage.

"I'll be back in a moment." Chen Huaiyu stood up, his voice paused, his tone suddenly became softer, and he said in a very low voice: "Remember to teach me."

She repeated, her cheeks flushed, cute.

If he hadn't seen the turbulent momentum that Chen Huaiyu came to the door a few days ago, Su Liang would have completely fallen into it.

The next moment, the girl in red fell on the stage.

Zhang Xianzong was a little nervous.

Before coming, he did his homework.

He should be unable to defeat the peak sword cultivator of the Three Realms who understands the power of the sword.

Just because you can't beat it doesn't mean you can't beat it.

"start!"

As Cheng Shuanglin's words fell, Zhang Xianzong almost didn't hesitate at all. He opened his hands to the left and right, and he threw out a wave of scorching fire, followed closely by a biting ice cone.

He is proficient in all five types of magic!

In addition, wind and sand rose from the ground, covering his figure.

Both offensive and defensive.

The moves are smooth, as if they have been calculated in mind countless times before going on stage.

Zhang Xianzong looked serious and did not dare to be careless.

The red clothes fluttered, and a touch of pure white suddenly appeared and fell into Chen Huaiyu's hands.

Originally, Bai Nianjian could not be used.

But since the opponent is so serious, he must also treat this competition well.

The flames came in a torrent, and the red flames were intertwined with dots of blue crystals, which was a bit strange.

Just when he was about to get close to him, Chen Huaiyu raised his hand and waved out a sword energy.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it slashed all the way with a fierce sword power. After breaking through the two spells, the power remained unabated, and it slashed into the wind and sand.

With just one sword, one can distinguish between superior and inferior.

Over the years, Chen Huaiyu has seen too many so-called geniuses of his own age and has competed with them for ten years now.

In ten years, she has not lost.

However, Zhang Xianzong obviously doesn't know how to use this method. To be precise, this technique is just an appetizer.

The wind and sand spread suddenly, covering the entire competition stage!

"Oh! Zhang Xianzong still has some energy left in the previous competition. When he was competing for sixteen seats, I saw that he could only cover half of the field at most."

Among the various forces, there are naturally people who recognize Zhang Xianzong of Xingxiu Mountain, and they also know this genius who is known as the most talented person of his generation in Xingxiu Mountain in the past 500 years.

I heard that he had gained some true understanding of stargazing.

"However, wind and sand magic is not what he is good at. The stars have not yet appeared... Are you waiting for an opportunity?"

"It should be that if you want to win against a sword cultivator at the peak of the Three Realms, you will have to seek death if you don't find a flaw."

"If you can't win, let's see how much style you can show."

The pressure that Chen Huaiyu brings to them now is the same as that of Liu Bairong, who has only made two attacks.

Many people are even privately betting on who will win or lose when they meet.

As for the winner... In addition to the two of her, there is also Zhu Huarong, who has developed a literary talent at the age of twelve.

The wind and sand were flying wildly, and red and blue colors were constantly being thrown out, bombarding Chen Huaiyu non-stop.

The power was neither too big nor too small, so the latter could not completely ignore it, so he had to chop it apart with one sword.

Chen Huaiyu responded silently. Whenever she wanted to get closer, several vines would explode at her feet, blocking her approach.

After another sword energy fell, Chen Huaiyu looked at Zhang Xianzong who was retreating.

She was a little curious.

Delaying time?

Such reckless squandering of spiritual power will not last long in the later stages of the Three Realms.

Once her spiritual power collapsed and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm, she would be completely invincible.

After all, the opponent is not a martial artist. How can he fight hand to hand without his spiritual power?

As a magician, spiritual power is the foundation.

So...there is a high probability that the opponent still wants to decide the outcome with one blow.

The key to this...

Chen Huaiyu stared, overcoming the obstruction of the wind and sand, and met Zhang Xianzong's eyes.

There was purple energy condensing in his eyes.

And it’s getting thicker and thicker.