Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

"The second game, Chen Huaiyu versus He Shan, both sides take the stage!"

When the words fell, Chen Huaiyu, dressed in red, was already in place.

Opposite her was a young man with an ordinary face holding a long knife.

Heshan, a sword cultivator from the eastern part of Dongzhou, was born in a first-rate force and had good talent.

"start."

There was no opening remarks between the two. After pulling away from each other, the majestic sword force and the Bai Nianjian in Chen Huaiyu's hand were raised at the same time.

There is no temptation, it is the killing move.

Heshan took a long breath and held the long knife tightly, while an orange stream of light trailed on the tail of the knife.

This is his Yaoguang.

The number is not large, twelve thousand, but it is somewhat special.

Every ray of light is mixed with subtle Blade Intent.

Chen Huaiyu, who had seen him fighting before, was not surprised and would not care about it.

The two sides are not on the same level, and her opponent will not be Heshan. Even if the opponent understands Blade Intent, he is still at the pinnacle of the three realms.

Momentum and intention are the difference between cloud and mud.

Chen Huaiyu held out a sword.

The sharp sword energy gathered together and condensed into a wall of clouds. During the surge, it turned into a giant sword and fell straight down.

The power was even greater than Su Liang's Farewell Sword Style.

Heshan's body sank, and before he made a move, he knew he had lost.

There is also a gap between the geniuses, and as the realm continues to improve, this gap will only become more and more obvious.

But...even if we lose, it can't be so ugly.

"Huh~"

Heshan let out a sigh of relief again.

The extended Blade Intent seemed to be spat out from his mouth.

Boom!

Facing this sword, He Shan did not retreat but moved forward. He took a step forward, and the ground was cracked by his foot. His long knife dragged the ground, and from bottom to top, he split thousands of sword lights with all his strength!

Sword cultivation focuses on murderous intent.

The heavier the murderous intent, the heavier the knife will be.

He Shan had never killed many people, so his knife was not heavy enough.

But it doesn't matter, just a few more knives.

The sky was full of sword light, and it hit him head-on, but after it came into contact with the pure white giant sword, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any echo.

Heshan stared, somewhat in disbelief.

The next moment, a long sword was placed on his neck, bringing with it an endless chill.

Chen Huaiyu didn't know when he came behind him, raised his sword and patted his shoulder, "You lose."

"You...when and how could it be possible?"

Heshan still wanted to say something, but since the outcome had been decided, there was no use in talking more.

This competition started very quickly and ended very quickly.

It was also at this moment that many people in the stands suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

It turns out that except for Luo Zijin, the remaining geniuses have already thrown them thousands of miles away...

The concrete reality is far more real than the storybook novel. This unreachable distance makes people feel despair.

Chen Qing was also desperate at this time.

Chen Huaiyu's performance exceeded his cognition time and time again.

He even felt that Zhou Yun didn't have much chance of winning against her.

Heshan simply lost, making the whole place quiet.

It is expected that the name of Chen Huaiyu of Yulou Palace will spread throughout Dongzhou very quickly after this Golden Lotus Meeting.

"Are you serious, Sister Chen?"

Su Liang really didn't expect that Chen Huaiyu would say this to himself immediately after he came off the stage. He was a little dumbfounded at the moment and asked: "Where did you learn these words?"

Chen Huaiyu frowned slightly, flattened his mouth, and said angrily: "You mind me."

What's wrong with this guy? He doesn't praise him when he comes on, and he doesn't praise him when he comes off!

Su Liang's heart trembled when he looked at Chen Huaiyu like this.

cute.

So, he had to raise his hand, give a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, Miss Chen is awesome!"

After hearing this, Chen Huaiyu sat down contentedly and leaned slightly closer to him.

Just a little bit.

If Li Simiao were here, he would probably have to touch her forehead and poke her forehead with his finger.

I want you to speak more reservedly.

The third game will come soon.

It can be regarded as the focus of today’s battle.

The only person in the four realms who has the courage to fight against Zhu Huarong.

What's interesting is that Liu Bairong of the Four Kingdoms represented Beizhai Academy in the battle, and Zhu Huarong happened to be a scholar who had rejected Beizhai Academy.

Full of attractions.

Not long after, a guest in green shirt took the lead.

This is Zhu Huarong. Although his face is not very stunning, his haoran bookishness is extremely strong, and he is mainly elegant and easy-going.

"Hey, how does this person's temperament compare with your senior brother?"

Chen Huaiyu tilted his head slightly, looked at Su Liang, and suddenly asked curiously.

"It's almost half done."

"What?"

"I'd say he's almost half as good as a senior brother."

"Eh~"

"...What I said is true..."

"Okay, okay, I barely believe you."

After this little interlude, Liu Bairong in white came on stage.

She still wore a veil to cover her face.

The process was completed quickly, and after the two distanced themselves, the third competition officially began.

But to everyone's expectation, Liu Bairong had no intention of taking action, and the same was true for Zhu Huarong.

What is this for?

Everyone was confused, but soon everyone understood.

"I surrender."

Zhu Huarong spoke softly, but his voice was extremely clear.

"ha?!"

"Admit defeat?!!"

In the stands, many people wondered if they were hallucinating.

Cheng Shuanglin appeared immediately and looked at Zhu Huarong, not understanding.

He didn't understand why Zhu Huarong had to admit defeat.

He knew something about this scholar who had gathered literary courage at the age of twelve.

Despite his gentle appearance, he is also extremely fierce in fights. He has all kinds of tricks at his fingertips, and he once had a magnificent record of besieging and killing three monks in the second realm.

That's right, it was him alone who surrounded and killed three people.

Even his participation was unexpected by Nanxi Sword Sect.

Why would such a person admit defeat now?

"are you sure?"

Cheng Shuanglin asked in a deep voice.

Zhu Huarong opened his mouth, but this time he didn't make a sound, he just nodded.

Wow!

This time it really ignited the audience.

Zhu Huarong, who had high hopes from many people, actually gave in like this?!

What's going on?

After getting Zhu Huarong's second affirmation, Cheng Shuanglin had no choice but to announce Liu Bairong's victory.

And Liu Bairong, who was dressed in white, nodded slightly to Zhu Huarong and got off the stage, as if he had expected it.

In the audience, Su Liang held his chin, thoughtfully.

"What did you see?"

Chen Huaiyu noticed his expression and asked aloud.

Su Liang came to his senses after being interrupted. After a brief hesitation, he nodded and said, "You know Zhu Huarong's master, right?"

"That Wen Ruohai who is said to be a role model for scholars in Dongzhou?"

Chen Huaiyu thought for a moment and blurted out.

Even though she had been practicing in Yulou Palace for a long time, she still knew Wen Ruohai's name.

Too famous.

"Hmm... Rumor has it that Wen Ruohai seemed to have suffered from a disease in his early years, and his realm stopped at the four realms... He tried many people but couldn't cure it. I heard that he also went to other states to ask people to look at it, but it seemed that nothing happened."

"It's normal. No matter how much he studies and how famous he is, in terms of realm cultivation alone, he is just an old man from the Fourth Realm... The influence of many aristocratic families is still realistic."

"And Liu Bairong..." Su Liang twisted his fingers slightly, and the ring around his waist was quietly activated by him, and the shielding formation was activated instantly.

"From the Liu family in Zhongzhou."