A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

Competing with the senior brothers gave Bei Wan a sense of security that no one else could give him.

It's that kind.

You can let go of fighting, you can wander back and forth on the edge of danger, but you still have a sense of security when it comes to the final bottom line of life and death.

Only now.

Qi Youqing's eyes fell on Bei Wan, and the right hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble. Just now, when his Frost Crossing Snow collided with the little guy's Bamboo Burn, he didn't have the upper hand at all.

Not only did he not gain the upper hand, it even made his sword-holding hand numb, making him almost unable to hold Hanshuang Duxue.

"Be careful. She is one level higher than you now, and has extremely strong fire attributes. It's not like she didn't use her skills before."

"Go back, it's time to practice swordsmanship."

Yan Ci instructed Qi Youqing in a low voice.

The Luoquan Sword in his hand was buzzing, and it was obvious that he was also a person who was keen on fighting.

Now on the court, Bei Wan's strength is already higher than Qi Youqing's.

Logically speaking, Qi Youqing shouldn't have played, but Yan Ci did it on purpose.

Qi Youqing was deliberately allowed to play.

It's time to put some pressure on him.

The power of the word spirit is incredible, and the prediction is even more incredible.

But both of them have backlash, and one is more serious than the other.

It's not that Qi Youqing has no talent in sword cultivation, it's just that due to the influence of cold poison, he didn't dare to focus on sword cultivation.

Now the cold poison has been completely eradicated with the emergence of Zheli.

Qi Youqing's sword cultivation can be practiced without any scruples.

But Yan Ci has noticed recently.

Qi Youqing still focuses on speaking spirits and precognition

The backlash also increased, and the body that should have been healthy was almost the same as when the cold poison was at its worst.

The spirit of speech and precognition consume too much on the body. If you give up the sword practice and just use the spirit of speech and precognition, the cost will be even greater.

I originally wanted to find a suitable opportunity to click on Qi Youqing, but today was just the day.

Liao Jin also glanced at the third junior brother and spoke with a rare coldness: "You are too weak."

Then add:

"You are the only one who can't beat Junior Sister from now on."

Qi Youqing:......

For some reason, when he saw his senior brother and second senior brother training him together, he felt angry.

The first thought that came to mind was actually.

Fortunately, Mo Yan's wolf cub wasn't here, otherwise I wouldn't know how unpleasant it would be to say that.

Bei Wan didn't expect Yan Ci to be so profound.

I also wanted to take this opportunity to give the third senior brother a beating.

The little guy had doubts in his heart when he saw the third senior brother voluntarily withdrawing from the competition table.

She felt that the blow she just struck could not seriously injure the third senior brother!

The thought of asking just crossed my mind, but I haven't put it into words yet.

As soon as they saw Yan Ci, they looked at each other.

Liao Jin coldly and cruelly slashed at her with his heavy sword.

That strength, that sharp and thick sword energy, made Bei Wan's eyebrows jump hard.

She just relied on instinct to sheath her sword, spin around, and dodge effectively.

The little guy didn't dare to go head-to-head with the epee.

What a joke, that's an epee.

Opening and closing widely, using force to strike, people follow the sword, and people and swords become one.

It was smashed down with the force of a mountain, no one dared to fight head-on.

Ke Yan Ci and Liao Jin cooperated very well.

Liao Jin wielded the heavy sword and forced Bei Wan back. Due to the nature of the heavy sword, it was difficult to adjust and catch up immediately.

But strict words are fine.

His cultivation is the opposite of Liao Jin's. It's true that Liao Jin's epee is very skillful but not very skillful, but his long sword is all about speed.

The sword moved according to his heart, hitting wherever he pointed. It had already blocked Bei Wan's dodge path.

Predicted her reaction to dodge the epee.

The sword moves are fierce, without any hesitation or release.

Whenever something goes wrong.

The blade of Luoquan Sword will definitely penetrate into Bei Wan's body, and blood is inevitable.

There were strict words from the rear to stop him from saying anything.

Liao Jin, who was holding a heavy sword in front of him, also adjusted his body shape without any ambiguity, forming a trap with Yan Ci, and attacked Bei Wan.

Therefore, as long as the strength below is at the golden elixir stage and above, as long as the Wen family can clearly see the moves of the three people.

They couldn't help but sweat for Bei Wan.

"Crazy man..."

"Isn't that their junior sister!"

"It's too cruel..."

The Wen family disciples in the audience could not help but feel anxious.

Especially those disciples who had just discussed with Bei Wan and were severely criticized, their expressions were even more solemn and complicated.

It seems that they understand Yan Ci saying that they are too soft.

Mom, if they just get up, they won't be able to bear it.

Wen Ruqi, however, stared at the little guy on the stage.

She suddenly understood why her little cousin was so powerful at such a young age.

In this state of competition where she is not afraid of death, if she doesn't make progress, who will?

Could it be that the group of people next to her were just the disciples of the Wen family who had fought without blood, and were just the disciples of the Wen family?

The second senior brother from the front came again carrying a heavy sword.

There is also Senior Brother's Luoquan Sword on the right side behind.

Bei Wan only felt that it was exciting.

It's really a bit too exciting.

As expected of a senior brother, he won’t hold anything back when he comes up.

The angle of the Luoquan Sword's thrust was too tricky, and it was difficult for Bei Wan's right hand holding the sword to backhand to block it accurately. If he tried to block it, he would have to turn around, which wasted a moment.

In the moment she turned around, Liao Jin's heavy sword would most likely fall on her.

It seemed that she could only block one of the two.

Just when others thought Bei Wan was about to see blood.

The little guy unexpectedly held the second mahogany sword in his left hand.

The right hand cannot break the game, but the left hand may not be able to do it.

She had to block it before and after.

Bei Wan did not turn around and turned his back to Yan Ci. He relied on the instinct of being beaten by his senior brothers again and again. Feeling the sword energy, he swung the sword back with his left hand to block the Luoquan Sword.

It was the moment when he drew his sword with his left hand to resist.

The heavy sword from the front also attacked.

Bei Wan's eyes were fixed on the incoming heavy sword, not daring to distinguish it at all, recalling the point of exertion that his master had mentioned before.

The Bamboo Burning Sword came out.

Four ounces are used to push a thousand catties, and the force is applied at the right point.

This is why Bei Wan didn't turn around or use his right hand to block the Luoquan Sword coming from behind.

She is not yet skilled enough to hold a sword in her left hand. The Luoquan Sword behind her senior brother is not big, so it only takes a moment to accurately block it.

She never looked back. She had practiced swordsmanship with Yan Ci since she was a child, and also practiced long swords. She had long kept her senior brother's speed in mind.

But the Third Brother's heavy sword is more troublesome, and the exchanges are not as much as the harsh words. You need to watch and seize the momentary opportunity to break the situation.

I want to break out of the predicament surrounded by two perverts.

Confidence, control of details, boldness, and instinctive reaction that is so fast that it forces into the body.

Of course, the most important point is that it is more perverted than perverted.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't know that the little guy actually learned the left-handed sword.

After withstanding the first wave of encirclement from the two senior brothers, Bei Wan was not in good condition.

There were already blood marks on his clothes and hands caused by the sword energy.

My left hand can no longer hold the sword, but my right hand is better.

But there was no timidity or fear on that childish and delicate little face.

Amid the exclamations of the Wen family, she actually took the initiative to attack the two senior brothers.

It's about fighting anyway, so instead of being held down by the senior brothers, follow their rhythm.

It is better to seize the opportunity and attack first. Although she may not be able to compete with her senior brothers, as long as she affects their rhythm, she can control the situation.

……

Wen is now skipping class again.

I skipped class this time because I heard the news about my little cousin competing with others.

The one who escaped was called a neat one.

By the time he arrived at the martial arts training ground, Bei Wan's sparring session with his senior brothers had already come to an end.

Now Wen only saw his little cousin swipe a sword light that was comparable to the scorching sun in the sky.

A slash of Xi and a hundred swords ended the sparring session.

Wen now stood there blankly, unable to believe that such a powerful blow in front of him was caused by his little cousin.

it looks like...

It doesn't look like a formation either.

"At the same age, there is indeed a difference."

My eldest brother's cold voice came from above his head.

Wen Ruchao looked at his younger brother who had skipped class again, his eyes as cold as frost.

"I-I'm here to learn!"

"It gives me a lot of experience. Watching people compete is also a kind of learning."

That's what he said confidently.

Wen Ruchao didn't say anything this time, as if he agreed with what Wen Ruchao said now.

"I'm going to see my little cousin!"

Wen now ran away immediately, his small body moving through the crowd with unusual ease.

Standing in the audience, he could clearly see how badly injured his little cousin was.

The blood has stained his clothes red. He must have taken the hemostatic pill, and his face is slightly pale, but he is not going to collapse.

The two men beside the little cousin also saw blood, but not as much as the little cousin.

Wen now just wanted to rush up to find his little cousin.

He saw his grandfather and a group of elders walking towards him, followed by his father who beat him the hardest.

Wen Xin quickly lowered his head and found a place with many people to hide.

Bei Wan stood next to his senior brother and took the elixir handed to him by the head of the Wen family.

The shot was generous, a mid-level Xuanpin healing pill.

Yan Ci turned around and looked in the direction where the twenty Wen family disciples were standing just now.

"What the Wen family lacks is blood, the swordsman's temperament to risk death and survive, and the temperament to dare to fight and break through."

"During a sparring session, it is normal to see blood. There will always be times when you are injured. If you are a member of your family, you still have a sense of control. Outsiders will take your life."

Bei Wan, who was standing next to him with his body still stained with blood, also echoed.

The little guy had a calm face and said seriously:

"By practicing your response to danger over and over again and integrating it into your bones and blood after being beaten, you will find that it will save you from fatal danger many times."

She said without exaggeration that a large part of the reason why she is so powerful now is because of the beatings of her senior brother and master.

The Wen family disciples still received too few beatings.

Especially the kind of almost fatal beating.

Although several members of the Cangyan Sect were stained with blood, at this moment, in the eyes of the Wen family disciples, they looked like abnormal existences.

All the disciples who had witnessed this sparring looked at the two of them with admiration in their eyes.

That is recognition and admiration for strength, attitude, and talent.

Who wouldn't be able to watch this fight like a lunatic and get excited and sweat.

"I wonder if I can discuss with you again if I have time."

One of the Jindan Dzogchen Sword Cultivator disciples took a step forward, clasped his fists and respectfully asked Bei Wan.

The remaining Wen family disciples standing behind him were also waiting expectantly for Bei Wan's answer.

"She still needs time to practice."

Yan Ci was the first to decline on behalf of the little guy.

He knows his junior sister very well.

The training time was already tight, so for competition, it would be more suitable for Bei Wan to find people who were equal to her in strength. This would be beneficial to Bei Wan.

Among the Wen family disciples in front of them, there was naturally someone more suitable than Bei Wan to come and compete with them.

Qi Youqing, who was standing at the back, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

next moment.

He saw his senior brother raise his hand and pointed him out to the Wen family disciple generously and generously.

"You can discuss it with my third junior brother, who happens to be at the Golden Core Perfection. It should be more suitable for you to discuss it."

This is a win-win situation for both parties.

Both parties found suitable sparring partners.

Qi Youqing, who was arranged by his senior brother:...

But, it's really okay.

He just thought that his senior brother had found a bunch of sparring partners for him.

Anyway, he is now weak. If he does not compete with Wen family disciples and wants to improve his swordsmanship, he will not be able to withstand the care and love from his senior brothers.

"Master Yan is so polite. He also helps us disciples with guidance and arrangements for sparring. Thank you for your trouble."

The head of the Wen family took the lead to set an example and bowed to express his thanks.

Yan Ci quickly came to help, "The Wen family is worthy."

These four words suddenly made Master Wen burst into tears.