Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Hearing his name, Fu Sheng took a deep breath and stood up from his seat.

Yan Su said: "Be careful."

Fu Sheng nodded.

During these ten days, she finally learned how to use the spiritual energy of this world, and no longer released it simply by instinct as before.

Although Fu Sheng is not as famous as Yan Su, in the eyes of outsiders, Fu Sheng is Fu Yi's younger brother. These two brothers are both extremely outstanding. Even because of Fu Yi, everyone pays more attention to Fu Sheng.

"If I remember correctly, this Fu Sheng seems to be in the middle stage of the Golden Core?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Luo Ya is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. It seems that Fu Sheng is bound to lose. I just don't know how long he can hold on."

"A cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core can reach the 7,200th step on the Immortal Ascension Ladder. This Fu Sheng is really amazing."

"Yes, I am only in the late Jindan stage, at the 5,000-plus level, and these two brothers are more powerful than each other..."

When Fu Sheng stepped onto the fighting stage, Luo Ya was already standing there.

Luo Ya is a tall and mighty man, about 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He carries a heavy-looking sword on his back. He is even stronger than the 'Jia Ming' that Fu Sheng had disguised himself as before.

No wonder Xiao Yu lost the first game in the original novel.

Luo Ya's appearance alone is intimidating.

After Fu Sheng came on stage, Luo Ya saluted her with a fist, and Fu Sheng immediately responded with a fist, saying, "Senior Brother."

It has to be said that Fu Sheng, with his delicate skin and tender flesh, looks frail at first glance. Standing next to Luo Ya, judging from his appearance alone, Fu Sheng has already lost half way.

"This kid, he needs to get some body nourishment. He's as thin as a woman. How is he going to get married in the future?" Master Fang Yun, who was watching Fu Sheng from a distance, suddenly spoke up.

During this period, Fu Sheng went to Yaoxian Peak every day to plant herbs, and he had frequent exchanges with old man Fang Yun. As time went by, Fang Yun also had some liking for this simple-minded and active young man.

"I think it's pretty good. It looks so beautiful." Hua Yi said.

He and Fu Sheng, who had disguised himself, belonged to the same type, both of them were the type of showy guys with exquisite appearance and prettier than women.

"What's the point of looking good? He has no strength at all. With the same level of cultivation, others can knock him to the ground with just one punch." Master Fang Yun snorted coldly.

While the two were still arguing, Fu Wen announced that the competition had already begun.

This was Fu Sheng's first real duel since she entered the world of immortal cultivation. She stared at Luo Ya closely but did not attack first.

Seeing that Fu Sheng didn't move, Luo Ya took the first step and sent his spiritual power directly towards Fu Sheng.

Since learning the Wuwei technique, Fu Sheng did not feel any improvement in her spiritual energy, but her body did experience some changes. Not only was her movement more agile, but in many cases, as long as she concentrated, her eyesight would also improve significantly.

For example, now, Luo Ya's speed is very fast, but in Fu Sheng's eyes, it seems to have slowed down by 0.5 times. When Luo Ya just raised his hand, Fu Sheng foresaw his movement, and before the spiritual power fell on his body, Fu Sheng dodged it first.

"So fast!"

The people on the field couldn't help but marvel at this.

Especially in the eyes of some disciples with lower cultivation, Fu Sheng seemed to have teleported.

From then on, Fu Sheng seemed to have anticipated Luo Ya's attacks, and as soon as they came into action, he was able to avoid them accurately.

After a few moves, Luo Ya's attacks failed every time.

"Luo Ya is in the middle stage of Yuanying, but he can't even hit Fu Sheng, who is in the middle stage of Jindan?" Someone sighed, "Could Fu Sheng kill him in the end?"

"What a joke! Luo Ya's cultivation is one level higher than Fu Sheng's, not one level! It's just that Luo Ya hasn't fully exerted his strength yet!"

Everyone was talking among themselves, and they all felt that Luo Ya was playing the cat and mouse to tease Fu Sheng.

But only Luo Ya knew that, except for the initial carelessness, he concentrated on the following attacks. But Fu Sheng was like a loach. Basically, as soon as he raised his hand, Fu Sheng knew where he was going to attack.

After dozens of moves, Luo Ya's attacks were always half a beat slower, and his spiritual power did not reach Fu Sheng. Luo Ya seemed a little impatient and attacked Fu Sheng directly.

This is a close combat, and the magic damage will be transformed into physical damage.

And this is exactly what Fu Sheng wanted.

As a time traveler from modern times, Fu Sheng's best skill is close combat. Her hands were wrapped in spiritual energy, and she threw a punch towards Luo Ya.

Luo Ya turned his head to avoid it, and at the same time raised his hand to grab Fu Sheng's wrist and clamp it.

But surprisingly, although Fu Sheng looked delicate and tender, she was surprisingly strong. After grabbing her, Fu Sheng struggled hard and pulled her wrist out of his hand.

Taking advantage of this gap of reaction, Fu Sheng wrapped his other hand in spiritual energy, raised it and punched Luo Ya in the nose.

Luo Ya felt pain and tilted his head back. When he raised his head again, he felt a warm stream coming out of his nose.

He was beaten so hard that his nose bled!

"You..." Luo Ya wiped his nose and looked at Fu Sheng with some suspicion.

He found that Fu Sheng's strength and damage were totally incompatible with her level of cultivation.

He even suspected that Fu Sheng had deliberately lowered his cultivation level.

The damage he could do to make him bleed must be from the early Nascent Soul stage at least!

"Sorry!" Fu Sheng said apologetically.

When she was learning Taekwondo in modern times, she liked to hit people on the nose and couldn't control herself for a while.

Luo Ya looked solemn, but he was not angry. However, in his heart he took Fu Sheng very seriously.

Knowing that he was at a disadvantage in close combat with Fu Sheng, Luo Ya immediately retreated a few meters to create some distance between them. The sword behind him flew out of its sheath and was held in his hand.

Luo Ya was actually a sword cultivator and was very good at swordplay. He used the sword in his hand without any tricks and stabbed directly at Fu Sheng.

The speed was extremely fast, completely different from his previous actions.

Seeing this, Fu Sheng immediately dodged, but the sword energy just brushed past her and almost hurt her.

Luo Ya was protected by a sword, and Fu Sheng couldn't get close to him at all, so his advantage was gone in an instant.

Luo Ya controlled the sword and pressed towards Fu Sheng again. After a few blows, Fu Sheng was forced closer to the edge of the arena.

Just as Fu Sheng was retreating step by step and was about to step off the stage, Luo Ya stabbed at Fu Sheng with his sword again, preparing to make the final attack, and at this moment, Fu Sheng tapped the ground and jumped high up.

When he fell, he actually stepped directly on the sword!

Luo Ya had not yet had time to let go of the hilt of the sword.

Fu Sheng used his strength, stepped on the sword, and rushed towards Luo Ya at lightning speed. His toes passed over Luo Ya's head, and then he moved forward by inertia, and stomped hard on Luo Ya's waist in mid-air.

Luo Ya only felt a pain in his lower back. The kick was so powerful that it pushed his body forward a few steps. Then his feet were empty and he was knocked off the arena by Fu Sheng with just a little force!

Before everyone could react, Fu Wen's announcement rang in their ears -

"New disciple Fu Sheng wins!"