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"Of course there is no problem. Why do you look at me with such disdain? Do you not like the name Qi Xiaoxue? Or is he still a little cutie?"

Before he could finish his words, the melon seed plate was pulled away by someone. Luo Huangji moved as fast as an afterimage and quickly pressed it with two fingers.

Luo Huangji said righteously: "I said you definitely don't like this name. I always call other students "little cutie", but you are different."

Qi Wu Yue glanced at him sideways, and knowing it, he let go of his hand and continued to look at the stage.

Luo Huangji took the melon seed plate back with both hands and placed it on his knees. He poured a cup of tea, took a sip leisurely, and continued slowly: "In fact, compared with little cutie, little beauty is more appropriate. It just sounds a bit frivolous, as if teasing a student, which runs counter to the teacher's ethics of Mr. Luo."

Qi Wu Yue glanced sideways and gave him a cold look.

I really want to slap him.

The white-scaled poisonous snake tilted its fist-sized head, and its large, round blood-red pupils carefully identified it. After determining its identity, its slender tail suddenly grew longer, and with a flash of snow-like light, it lashed out with its tail.

So next.

The snake's tail whipped the stage like a whip, with all kinds of crackling music playing in the background.

Mr. Luo, who has a dignified moral character and a rigorous teaching style, performed a "running away in fear" act for everyone on the stage.

I'm used to being careless with my words, but this is the first time I've been repeatedly humiliated by the same person.

There is really no advantage at all.

Teacher Luo jumped up and down, left and right, thinking sadly.

It is said that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly. The martial monks practice a way to stop evil by killing. They are the most brave and good at fighting. Even the temperament of these monks is mostly

Impatience riot.

But the mechanic is a rough but meticulous person.

His previous attack method seemed swift, violent and disorganized, but it was not the irrational and reckless behavior of a man.

Fierce fighting is the fastest way to stimulate and enhance a person's fighting spirit.

He himself maintained a high-spirited state, and his natal magic weapon was interconnected with him, so he was naturally in the best state of fighting spirit. Therefore, he could exert the ultimate power by combining it with the Vajra Sutra.

The Buddha's shadow was possessed by a golden glow, looking down from above, with a solemn and majestic appearance.

The mechanic's blood and energy became stronger, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

With a loud shout, he practiced his skills, and the golden shadow's closed eyes were forced open like a stone statue, and his brilliance became brighter.

For a moment, King Kong glared angrily and looked at him fiercely.

The momentum was so fierce that it was hard to breathe.

Xiao Lin's heart was filled with alarm bells, and he poured all his spiritual power into it, taking advantage of the opportunity to repair the anger and wanted to speed up the completion of the second move of the Avoiding God Sword Technique.

The magical weapon of my life moved as I wished, and the size of the bronze bell suddenly expanded several times, as if it covered half of the circular platform.

The mechanic moved his hands forward and made a grasping motion.

The Vajra shadow behind him changed accordingly, and he clasped his giant hands together, lifting up the huge bronze bell more than ten feet off the ground.

The shadow of King Kong held high a bronze bell weighing thousands of pounds and smashed it down heavily.

There was a loud bang like thunder.

The circular platform shook violently, and the vibration caused by the bronze bell caused the fire energy that was as solid as a fire snake to scatter and dissipate, and the fire snake broke and turned into golden red mist.

The Seven Star Fire Trapping Array immediately took on its initial form, with a thin layer of fire floating on the circular table.

array.

broken.

The fire is thin, and even if the temperature of the Phoenix True Fire is high enough, it cannot pose a harmful threat to the cultivators, not to mention that the trapped person is a physical cultivator.

The mechanic ignored the misty fire and flew forward to attack along with the Vajra phantom holding the huge bronze bell.

At the same time, at the moment the fire trap formation was broken, Xiao Lin's sword move to avoid the gods was completed.

The sword flashed fiercely, and it swung out an arc of light, colliding head-on with the bronze bell in the hands of the King Kong phantom.

The white light and the golden light intersect at one point, and the extreme brightness is impossible to look directly at.

"boom"

When the sound of the explosion faded, everyone looked over and saw that the King Kong shadow was completely unharmed, except that it had retreated a distance of ten feet.

Although it seemed like they were evenly matched, Xiao Lin knew that he was at a disadvantage.

Although the second move of the God-avoiding Sword Technique is powerful, it not only consumes a large amount of spiritual energy when attacking, but also requires a long time to accumulate energy.

In the battle, there are flashes of swords and sabers. A moment's difference can lead to a continuous defeat. How can the opponent give him time to prepare?

On the other hand, the mechanical repairman's Vajra phantom requires spiritual energy to maintain, but it can be maintained continuously for a period of time.

The tall and strong figure was enveloped by the Vajra phantom, which held the bronze bell in one hand and attacked violently.

It was obvious that he was planning to defeat Xiao Lin in one fell swoop before the shadow lasted for a long time.

Xiao Lin reversed his body in the air to avoid the attack, and while retreating repeatedly, he clenched his palms to quickly gather and condense the fire energy in the air.

The form of the Phoenix True Fire returned, and a ball of golden-red flame the size of a palm jumped and floated beside Xiao Lin.

He exerted his speed to the extreme, narrowly avoiding the Vajra Shadow, while recalling the characteristics of his natal magic weapon in his mind.

The shorter the time that the life-saving magic weapon is away from the body, the deeper the connection with the host. Although the pain is not completely transmitted to each other, they can transmit perceptions to each other in a certain proportion.

As long as he can make the bronze bell "painful", the mechanic who is the host will also feel pain.

Pain is not a wound.

The simple feeling of pain may even seem useless.

But the extreme pain, which exceeds the pain that the human body can endure, is enough to make the monk lose control of his body in an instant.

Even completely lose the ability to fight back.

The quality of the spiritual sword is not enough to break the defense of the bronze bell and cause damage to it. It seems that I can only try to force it with the Phoenix True Fire.

Use the Phoenix True Fire to break through the surface.

It does not seek to cause widespread damage, but only to create terrifying burning power at a certain point with extremely high temperature.

If the Phoenix True Fire does not appear in the form of the Burning Fire Technique, its actual size is only a ball the size of a palm.

Spreading it in the form of fire will reduce its power. If you want to maximize the pain transmitted to the mechanic, the Phoenix True Fire should not only not spread, but it is best to compress it.

Absorbing the small ball of golden-red flame into his palm, Xiao Lin tried to compress the Phoenix True Fire with his spiritual power.

The spiritual power was absorbed as nutrients the moment it came into contact with the flame.

Xiao Lin: “…”

The Phoenix True Fire would not hurt him. Xiao Lin withdrew the spiritual power from his palm and clenched his fist without hope.

He wanted to pinch and compress that small ball of active golden-red flame with his bare hands.

Golden-red flames emanated from between his fingers.

The palm-sized size of its body has not changed at all, and there is no sign of it shrinking in accordance with its owner's wishes.

Burning and leaping arrogantly, determined not to compromise.

Xiao Lin suddenly had a sense that "I had raised the child in vain."

The Vajra Shadow is extremely powerful, and the spiritual energy consumed to maintain it is naturally enormous. With every breath, a surge of spiritual energy flows out of the body.

The machine repair obviously cannot be maintained for a long time.

After Xiao Lin dodged many times, his patience wore out and the size of the bronze bell expanded several times. The attack range also became several times larger than before, covering the entire circular platform.

"You're so slippery, you're so good at hiding. I want to see how you can hide this time!"