Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

Zhou Yun won.

He did not use the back-up tactics that the sect had given him in advance.

Relying entirely on one's own ability, being fair and upright.

It is said that Luo Zijin is an insurmountable mountain that weighs on the head of Dongzhou Tianjiao. Whenever the Nanxi Sword Sect Tianjiao is mentioned, everyone's eyes will almost always be on him.

As for the Zixiao Peak sword and the Canglong Peak sword head, I won’t pay too much attention to them.

To put it bluntly, even if all these so-called titles were added up and multiplied by two, they would still be unable to cover up half of the elegance of that senior brother.

Therefore, when Xun Yuandao handed over the so-called backup to Zhou Yun, he felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was very unpleasant.

He is also a genius, how could he not be arrogant at all?

The sword intention of flowing water penetrates the stone with water droplets.

He has never lacked talent or hard work.

"That last sword was quite powerful."

In the stands, Chen Huaiyu turned to Su Liang and said.

Su Liang recalled that sword strike. After hearing what she said, he immediately spread his hands and said with a smile, "No, if he can swing such a sword again, he will be able to fully enter the sword power."

Chen Huaiyu nodded in approval.

She and Su Liang are both sword cultivators who have understood the power of swords, so they naturally resonate with the mysterious energy revealed by the sword Zhou Yun handed out.

It was also with the blessing of half of the sword power that Zhou Yun's sword could completely cut through the pair of frost dragons and seal the victory.

This match actually lasted quite a long time.

The two kept changing their moves, and Zhou Yun even re-condensed the Grotto-Heaven Spirit Sword three times. Hong Yunlan also lived up to the name of the Saint of Frost and Snow Palace, and she could be regarded as suppressing Zhou Yun throughout the whole process.

If the last half step of the sword hadn't caught her off guard, Hong Yunlan would have won.

However, most things in this world are inevitable and there are not so many ifs.

Zhou Yun won, and Yu Qingmiao in the main stand was extremely happy. Especially when she saw the lifeless atmosphere in the Frost Snow Palace, her happiness reached its peak.

If she hadn't been forced by the situation, she would have really gone over to join in the fun.

And in this last eight-to-four competition came to an end, the semi-finals followed closely.

According to the predetermined competition format, Su Liang will face Chen Huaiyu, while Zhou Yun, who has just won, will face Liu Bairong from all four realms.

It’s still a day of rest.

After Cheng Shuanglin announced the schedule, everyone left the venue one after another.

This time, Chen Huaiyu failed to follow Su Liang back to the small courtyard of Nanzhai to chat, and was the first to be intercepted by Li Simiao who suddenly appeared.

In this regard, Su Liang had no choice but to let him go.

You can't just take someone away in front of their master, right?

Not suitable.

"You damn girl, you run out every day. Do you want a reputation?"

On the flying boat back, Li Simiao held Chen Huaiyu's fair face and shook it for a while.

The latter saw that she was not letting go, as if she was addicted, and immediately slapped her hand down, pretending to be angry: "Master, what did you say?"

How could Li Simiao not understand her temperament and not care at all.

Since your face won't be pinched, I'll smooth your hair.

Then, there was a burst of joy and laughter in the flying boat.

Fortunately, there is a soundproof array.

After making a fuss for a long time, Li Simiao was satisfied and finally started to ask about serious matters.

"If you fight that kid tomorrow, what are your chances of winning?"

Chen Huaiyu straightened his hair, thought about it again, tilted his head and replied: "Ten points."

Li Simiao nodded and agreed: "That's right. He has sword power, and you also have sword power. He has Universal Truth, and you also have Universal Truth. In terms of realm, you have a huge advantage, and it should be so."

Chen Huaiyu was stunned and asked in confusion: "Who said you want to fight him?"

"How can you win if you don't fight him... huh?"

Li Simiao suddenly looked at her seriously and asked: "Tell Master honestly, do you have something with him?"

"have what?"

Chen Huaiyu's eyes showed confusion.

Li Simiao was startled, and then cursed himself secretly.

Also, how could she not know the nature of her apprentice?

"Master...do you know?"

Just when Li Simiao thought he had figured it out, Chen Huaiyu suddenly asked cautiously.

Um?

No, what do you two really have?

Just when she was about to ask, Chen Huaiyu said again: "But, master, don't you always say that gambling is a good way to enjoy yourself."

"What?"

This time it was Li Simiao's turn to be confused.

What kind of small gambling pleasure?

"Ah? Master, you don't know? I thought you knew... Then let's not talk about it."

Chen Huaiyu spoke in surprise.

Hearing this, Li Simiao quit, and said with a straight face: "Speak clearly."

"Well... I bet on myself to win the Golden Lotus Tournament this time..."

Li Simiao suddenly realized.

Is it this little gambler?

Tsk.

After gathering her emotions for a while, she asked again: "How much did you deposit?"

"Not much, a High Grade spiritual stone."

Li Simiao nodded.

That's really not much.

Then she rolled her eyes lightly: "It's okay not to learn, just learn these."

Chen Huaiyu stuck out his tongue and smiled.

Seeing this, Li Simiao stopped asking any questions and began to explain the matters related to tomorrow's competition.

In this regard, Chen Huaiyu just listened quietly, and the pride in her eyes was deeply hidden by her.

After reading so many story novels written by Su Liang's fifth junior brother, and exchanging letters with Su Liang for so long, how could she not understand what her master was asking?

It's good to pretend not to know.

Otherwise, if you ask around and ask questions... what should you do if you really ask for something?

...

Nanzhai courtyard.

Su Liang first went to see Fang Gui's condition. Qin Nian still stayed by the bedside and explained the situation when he saw him arriving.

There is nothing abnormal, and the realm is gradually stabilizing.

I guess I'll wake up in a few days.

After confirming that everything was correct, he went back home.

He walked to his desk, tidied the desk, and prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Immediately afterwards, he rummaged through the boxes again and took out two pieces of letterhead.

When he writes letters, he always sends one letter and leaves another letter.

After getting ready, Su Liang sat down and picked up his pen.

His calligraphy is very beautiful, not even worse than that of many famous old masters from Hokusai Academy.

This is the result of Luo Zijin forcing him to study hard for many years.

Of course, it was not completely forced. Su Liang himself was very interested in it.

After all, if you don't have the slightest interest in anything, then no matter how many times you practice, it will be in vain.

This is Su Liang's most straightforward understanding of "intention".

In addition, writing letters to Chen Huaiyu over the years also contributed a lot.

It is said that words are like people. If you don't write attractively, you will lose face.

Next to the Xuan window, Su Liang took the lead in writing the words "Ms. Chen personally writes this" on the first envelope.

This was the first time that he looked up as 'Miss Chen' instead of 'Chen Huaiyu'.

Su Liang didn't even notice the smile on his lips when he wrote these five words.

The candlelight flickers and the ink pen flows elegantly.

The inkstone is light and clear, and the surrounding fields are silent.

Tenderness and tenderness, between the lines of pen and ink.

He is writing his first letter to Miss Chen.