I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

This was the second time the two embraced, and this was the first time he took the initiative to hug Shu Lingjia.

Shu Lingjia was held in Jing Feitong's arms, feeling the warmth and broadness of the other's chest, and his heart was beating heavily inside, a little anxious.

Jing Feitong's breath lingers around him, a bit like the scent of wisteria flowers brought by the wind at night, which makes people calm for no reason.

The luck value increased extremely fast, as if he couldn't wait to help him recover, and the exhausted physical strength was quickly replenished.

Shu Lingjia didn't expect Jing Feitong to hug him suddenly, her first reaction was to break free, but when she leaned on him, she felt that her whole body was lazy and didn't want to move.

With this hug, it seems that all unwillingness and resentment have been understood, and all worries and exhaustions have been put to rest.

His tense back slowly relaxed, he didn't want to delve into the reason at this moment, closed his eyes, and leaned his chin on Jing Feitong's shoulder.

All around, the sun is warm and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.

Jing Feitong seemed to understand his mood, patted Shu Lingjia's back lightly, and said softly: "Don't worry."

Shu Lingjia said smoothly: "Fang Ting has to worry."

Anyway, no matter what time it is, he has to stick to his attitude and his mouth.

Jing Feitong couldn't help laughing, and said: "What you said is that it is Fang Ting who should be worried. The time is almost up, so let's go back to our seats. If you want to play well, you have to recharge your batteries."

Coincidentally, when Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong went back, the winners of the previous games had already been decided, and at this time, they were catching up with Jiang Rong to fight against others on the field.

What deserves attention is that Jiang Rong's opponent is a disciple of the Guiyi School.

This disciple is called Liu Chong. Not long ago, when the two factions clashed, he was also among them. He was Lin Yue's senior brother and Qi Guangya's senior brother. He was considered a master of the Guiyi faction.

Before the sword test conference officially started, the news of the conflict between the two sects of the Lingxiao sect and the Guiyi sect had already spread. In addition, Jiang Rong's murder of his fellow sect was exposed on the spot, and it was also rumored in the entire cultivation world. How many have heard of his name.

So, amidst the attention of everyone and the voices of discussion, Jiang Rong and Liu Chong walked to the middle of the arena and each drew their swords.

Shu Lingjia sat down, and just after taking a sip of tea, he heard a clanging sound of swords. He didn't even look at it, and felt that something was wrong.

Shu Lingjia unconsciously put down the teacup in his hand, leaned forward slightly, and looked at the battle situation.

In fact, from the moment when he was at the gate of the mountain, Shu Lingjia already felt that there seemed to be something different about Jiang Rong from the previous days, but the situation was chaotic at that time, and the process of drawing the sword marks was very short, so he couldn't see it. too exact.

It wasn't until this moment that Shu Lingjia realized that Jiang Rong's aura and his sword intent even gave him a very familiar feeling.

In the past, his sword cry was always a little muddy, but this time it was clear and passionate, and immediately aroused a fighting spirit on the field.

Both the Guiyi faction and the Lingxiao faction held their breaths and wanted to fight for face, so winning or losing this battle is very crucial.

Liu Chong looked up at the sky, and said to Jiang Rong in a deep voice: "Jiang Daoyou, I see that your side is facing the sun, it might be a bit dazzling, do you want to change your position?"

He is an upright person, he feels that Jiang Rong has only been an apprentice for two years, and he is his senior after all, he does not want to take advantage of this kind of battle, and also avoids being invincible and letting others talk.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Rong was very arrogant. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter where I am. It won't take too long to control you and me."

Liu Chong laughed angrily: "What a big tone!"

So the two made moves at the same time!

Liu Chong was provoked by Jiang Rong's words just now, he straightened his sword and stabbed straight, and his first move was to attack directly.

However, Jiang Rong was uncharacteristically, he didn't touch his edge directly, the tip of his sword was a little bit on the opponent's blade, and took advantage of the situation to avoid it from the side.

The Guiyi faction is located on an island, and its disciples have been practicing swords in the tide since they started. Their swords are as powerful as raging waves, boundless and mighty. Danger of being swallowed.

Seeing this, Liu Chong was even more aggressive, intending to attack.

But Shu Lingjia secretly said in his heart: "Not good."

I saw Liu Chong made four moves in a row, the surrounding sword energy formed an encirclement trend, and gradually squeezed towards the center of the battle, trapping Jiang Rong in the center.

What the Guiyi faction pays attention to is "overlapping" and "recursiveness". Every sword is like heavy waves, and when a wave is not flat, another wave rises. When they are stacked in one place, they attack with a bang, which naturally doubles their power.

Liu Chong's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite and there was no problem, but Jiang Rong no longer flinched, and raised the long sword in his hand, making a thrust out of thin air.

——He actually found a small bubble hidden in the vast ocean waves.

Jiang Rong only took the initiative to make this sword, but this sword was just right from time to time. It can be seen that the sword's aura immediately began to collapse.

Liu Chong's heart was flustered, and he managed to hold on, but Jiang Rong took advantage of his panic and stabbed with his sword. As the blood burst out, Liu Chong's right arm was cut heavily by the sword, and the blade fell to the ground.

Indeed, as Jiang Rong said, it didn't take much time before and after.

"The victor, Jiang Rong!"

He actually won!Also won so easily!

Not only were the surrounding onlookers shocked, but even the disciples of the Qizong of the Lingxiao School were astonished.

In their impression, although Jiang Rong was strong, it was only because of his high talent, but he was not good enough in other aspects. Among the four apprentices in charge, he was the bottom one.

But this time, he seemed to have suddenly become enlightened in just a few days, and when he made moves, he actually had the sword intent of Senior Brother Shu back then.

Could it be that the master gave him some advice before the sword test meeting?But in the past two years, He Zizhuo taught him a lot. Why did he suddenly become enlightened after being beaten up by Shu Lingjia?

Liu Chong has been famous for many years. Seeing that he was helped down, everyone present was shocked with surprise.

The members of the Guiyi faction looked very ugly when they saw this scene.

Qi Guangya couldn't help but said in a low voice: "This Jiang Rong...hasn't he only been a beginner for more than two years? What is his background? His swordsmanship and habits are so similar to Shu Lingjia's."

Although Jiang Rong and Shu Lingjia are brothers in the same sect, but the master leads the sect, and the practice is up to the individual. It stands to reason that each disciple will have a set of fighting strategies that are most suitable for him after enlightenment and understanding.

What's more, Shu Lingjia's talent is extraordinary, his understanding is extraordinary, and his ways are not something that anyone can imitate.

Lin Yue said: "Didn't you see it? Judging from this Jiang Rong's judgment, his ability to sense the breath of the sword is also very strong. Maybe it's because they both have outstanding talents, that's why they look alike."

When he said this, he couldn't help sighing: "He Zizhuo is really amazing, a talent that has never been seen in hundreds of years, and he can receive two as soon as he accepts apprentices. It's a pity..."

Qi Guangya said: "Didn't you say that Shu Lingjia was abolished, probably to replace him."

Lin Yue smiled, and finished what he had just said lightly: "It's a pity that painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, and the substitute is a fake after all. I wrote down the account of the Ling Xiao faction. During this sword test meeting It must be returned."

Qi Guangya knew that he had always hated the Lingxiao faction, so he didn't persuade him, saying: "I heard that Shu Lingjia's opponent is Fang Ting of the Meiyin faction, which is quite unlucky, but I'm also curious about how much talent he has left. Since it’s not our turn, let’s just watch slowly.”

In the first half of the first round of the competition, except for the draw between the two, half of the players had already been eliminated, and among the winners, Jiang Rong's performance stood out the most.

Over the years, the Lingxiao faction has split, and the Guiyi faction has risen, and the upward trend is very fierce. Jiang Rong's victory not only won glory for the Lingxiao faction, but also made the major casinos at the foot of Nanze Mountain lose money for Shu Lingjia. rates have been raised.

——Those who bet on Shuling Jiasheng have risen from [-] to [-] to [-] to [-].

Many people have heard of the power of Fang Ting of the Meiyin faction. Shu Lingjia may not have been his opponent in his heyday, let alone his current state.Therefore, most people bought Fang Ting Neng Ying, and they were not optimistic about Shu Lingjia.

But there were also many people who saw the scene where Shu Lingjia smashed Jiang Rong's shoulders in Qingqiu before. With just one sword move, Jiang Rong was forced into a mess. I don't care, until I saw him make a move in the first half, I didn't know that this person is also amazing.

It was precisely because of this that some people rushed to put more bets on Shu Lingjia.

Shu Lingjia's performance was a little late, when the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the flying snow into a light orange yellow, he stepped onto the ring under the eyes of everyone.

Those who can come to participate in the sword test meeting are all selected after a lot of screening. Naturally, they will not be bad in terms of skill, but after so many competitions, most of them are quite satisfactory, and there are not many outstanding ones. annoyed.

A lot of people left the table. When they heard that Shu Lingjia had gone up, they got refreshed and rushed back one after another. There were a lot more people on the court.

Shu Lingjia and Fang Ting walked towards each other and stood facing each other on the stage.Shu Lingjia was originally tall and slender, but Fang Ting was so burly, he was half a head taller than him.

Even at this time, everyone's purpose is to observe and learn from each other, and they have to sigh for Shu Ling Jia's good looks in real life.

Standing in the light of the sword, he looked like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with clear and upright eyebrows, but due to the beauty of his facial features, his eyes were naturally affectionate and cold, which added to his overall appearance. There is a kind of desert beauty like cold jade pile of smoke.

Not to mention how good his sword skills are, even if people look at that face, it is enough to make people feel relaxed and happy, and they will stare at it unconsciously.

The elders and heads of the Meiyin Sect were all beautiful women in light veils. Their proud disciples came to the stage to compete. These people didn't seem worried, but laughed and pointed at Shu Lingjia.

"I knew Fang Ting was so lucky in drawing lots. Whoever wants to let him play, I will do it myself."

"He's so handsome, why did he make a move, send a message to Fang Ting, please be gentle, I heard that he is seriously injured..."

"Looking like this, even if there is only one face left, it makes people look happy."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I only know that looking at the face is the most vulgar expression. Look at this waist, this leg, this neck, this collarbone, I really like it."

"Fang Ting, Fang Ting, if you listen to Master Uncle, you will lose! It is my school's tradition not to hit beauties!"

Both Shu Lingjia and Fang Ting were twitching when they heard it. It was rare for them to have the same idea. At the same time, they walked a few steps towards the other side of the stage, away from these women.

Fang Tingdao: "Mr. Shu, don't listen to their nonsense. I will put the ugly words first. On the battlefield, I will never give up. Even if you are injured, or you can't help laughing during the fight, I will not give up. Be merciful."

Shu Lingjia: "..."

Who can't help laughing during a fight, crazy?

He said, "Naturally."

After a short conversation, the competition has officially started, and the two bowed to each other.

Afterwards, Shu Lingjia stared at Fang Ting, touched the hilt of the sword with one hand, but stood still.

Fang Ting was not polite to him, he pulled out his hand, and the long sword was unsheathed with the sound of the sword.

His sword cry resounded through the air, and everyone's hearts trembled slightly.

This sound is different from the ordinary sword cry, it seems to be lingering in the cold and murderous aura of the sword, like a long piano playing softly on the strings, tearing the ground with splendor, instantly arousing beautiful scenery and endless reverie.

Shu Lingjia also seemed to feel that the other party's icy cold blade was gently slashing his heart.

This is Fang Ting's challenge.

Although he still wouldn't lose his position because of this, the opponent has already achieved such an effect just by drawing his sword. It can be seen that this person's cultivation of the Charming Sound Sword has really reached a certain level.

Immediately, the blade stabbed forward, and Fang Ting directly launched the first attack.

When he made a move, there was a roar from below, and many people laughed.

The style of their Charming Music School has always been that the sword sounds like music, and the sword moves like a dance. At the same time, because the moves are created by women, it is inevitable that they have a somewhat coquettish and soft attitude.

The moves that Fang Ting used at this time were actually similar to what Jing Feitong demonstrated, only a little more exaggerated.

But Jing Feitong is handsome and handsome, but he is big and thick, smiling with orchid fingers like this, swaying his waist and turning his body with a sword, it makes people feel creepy and shuddering.

Xiao Ning'er had already seized a position before Shu Lingjia took the stage, and now she was standing on tiptoe beside the stage, only wishing that her neck would grow again, and said worriedly: "What kind of tactic is this, what is Fang Ting doing?" Do you want to scare senior brother to death and win without fighting?"

Shu Lingjia didn't accept the move, and followed Fang Ting's sword to retreat a few feet, then slid to the side to get out of the way.

Fang Ting's sword missed, but without any hesitation, he turned around and returned to the sword. The sound of the sword sounded like a whisper of sympathy, and his body was light and floating, like a phantom that didn't focus on strength, nestling in Shu Lingjia's arms past.

Except for a small number of people who were worried about Shu Lingjia, many spectators had smiles on their faces and watched with gusto.

It is rare to see such an interesting battle. There are songs and dances, one attack and one defense. Not only is it not very thrilling and intense, but it also makes everyone have a kind of joy of flirting with handsome men.

And up to now, Shu Lingjia has not made a single move.

They all stared intently, could it be that this former proud son of heaven is really useless as the rumors say, he can't even fight back?

Seeing that Fang Ting's figure was getting closer, his whole body was almost leaning on Shu Lingjia's chest, Shu Lingjia finally moved!

Qingming suddenly broke out, interrupting the sound, the mighty sword edge was raised and then suddenly turned around, and then, it was pushed back!

He used the "Lanzhou Paddle Paddle to Lingbo" move in the lotus-picking swordsmanship of the Lingxiao School. He jumped out lightly and vigorously.

But at this time Fang Ting was coming from the front, and Shu Lingjia's move was usually used to deal with enemies who attacked from behind, why did he do this?

But what I saw was that Shu Lingjia's sword seemed to be piercing the air, but there was a loud and shocking sound echoing out. Amidst the "boom", Fang Ting's figure disappeared, and his body really appeared behind Shu Lingjia.

Everyone felt as if thunder was rolling by their ears, and they suddenly realized that they had unknowingly entered the hallucination!

From the moment Fang Ting took the stage, every movement and every sound of the sword has begun to try his best to attract the attention of others and mobilize their emotions. If you unknowingly focus on him, your mind will Gradually controlled by him.

You can only see what he wants you to see and hear what he wants you to hear.

The smiles on the faces of the surrounding monks gradually disappeared when they saw this.

——It turned out that Fang Ting had already turned into a phantom when the competition just started, and at this moment he was pierced by Shu Lingjia's sword,

Many people can't help but think: If I am the person who is on the scene today, can I find out?

As soon as the scene started, both sides were probing. Shu Lingjia's delay in making any moves was to evaluate Fang Ting's ways, and Fang Ting was also evaluating how much Shu Lingjia could resist the illusion.

His real body was seen through in the blink of an eye, and his face changed slightly. The sword's edge intersected with Shu Lingjia.

Fang Ting took two steps back, but Shu Lingjia turned over in the air and almost landed on the edge of the table.

——Fang Ting's spiritual power is indeed profound.

In the first confrontation, Shu Lingjia saw through Fang Ting's incomplete phantom maze, but Fang Ting's spiritual power was obviously superior to his.

On the stands, all the seniors sat high, Gu Ying asked Lian Chenghua, "What do you think?"

Lian Chenghua thought for a while, and said: "It's great that he can see through the phantom so quickly, but what Fang Ting wants to lay out is the entire phantom formation. If Shu Lingjia's subsequent spiritual power is unsustainable, I'm afraid even if he can see through it, he can't see it through." Can't resist. Let's see."

Gu Ying said: "It's a pity, but I really want to see how the Ling Xiao School's swordsmanship will perform at its full strength."

After Fang Ting tried it, he had a rough judgment on Shu Lingjia's ability, so he jumped up and strode in the air.

The sound of the sword was bursting, like the dense sound of a pipa, clanking, Fang Ting turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and the brilliance of the sword bloomed, covering his entire body in it.

At this moment, everyone was in a trance, as if Fang Ting was no longer that tall and thick man, but exuded a different style.

At this moment, a flash of blue light was seen, and for a moment it was like autumn water across the sky, and then there was a clang, and the sound of the two swords clashing was loud.

The surrounding light is dazzling, and sparks are flying around.

Behind Fang Ting's Lingli, Shu Lingjia's sword edge was slightly deflected, coming from the side, avoiding the sharpest point, and his sword edge slashed along Fang Ting's body, going to Potential extremely fast.

Fang Ting was startled, and found that according to this position and castration, the sword edge was coming straight to his throat.

It was too fast and too accurate.

In a hurry, he could no longer maintain the sword cry and sword dance at the same time, he suddenly exerted force in his hand, shook Shu Lingjia's sword away, and then dodged away.

Even so, there was still a shallow cut on his collarbone, blood splashed out, and Fang Ting's face changed suddenly.

Shu Lingjia spun around and flew half a circle, then floated back, his clothes twirled like a lotus flower in full bloom.

Fang Ting's original plan was to form a phantom array first, trap Shu Lingjia in it, and then attack, but the confrontation just now made him realize that this method is not feasible, and Shu Lingjia cannot be allowed to seize the upper hand Opportunity.

So with a flick of his wrist, he turned his back on the customer and bullied him!

The long sword cut straight out, and the swords overlapped, leaving no chance to breathe.

Shu Lingjia also did not back down, and went straight to meet Fang Ting's sword.

But as Fang Ting stabbed out with a sword, the sound of the sword gradually rose, and the enchanting sound disturbed his ears, and countless figures separated from his body, making various gestures and dancing with the music.

There are obviously only two people competing in the arena, but at the moment it seems to be bustling with each other, shoulder to shoulder, and countless dancing phantoms draw out heavy thoughts.

They followed the rhythm of the sword sound, with extremely exaggerated expressions on their faces, whether worried, happy, surprised, or fearful, they lingered around Shu Lingjia's side, inexhaustible.

Between the music and the dance, there is Fang Ting's serial attack, and each attack will increase the number of phantoms, overlapping one after another, which only makes people dazzled and amazed.

These sounds and images seem to occupy Shu Lingjia's entire world domineeringly, so that what he sees and hears in his ears are all given by Fang Ting, and his emotions change rapidly. Worse, insanity.

Everyone seemed to understand why the Meiyin Sect, which has always paid attention to appearance and respected women, accepted Fang Ting as an apprentice, and let him sit in the position of deputy head.

It is true that he is very talented in the practice of phantom sword, and his spiritual power is extraordinary, so it is even more handy to use it.

It's not that no one has seen people from the Charming Sound School attack before, but Fang Ting is the only one who can continuously create so many illusions, and can continue to emit sword sounds without seeing exhaustion.

Many disciples with weaker skills didn't even dare to look directly at the fight, and closed their eyes one after another, concentrating on their luck so as not to be accidentally affected, while those with stronger concentration didn't need to do this, they were all whispering about the battle.

"Sure enough, people can't be judged by appearances. This Fang Ting is really good. Fortunately, I didn't draw him, otherwise I might not even be able to enter the second round of the competition. If his opponent is also strong, I'm afraid we won't be able to see the Charming Sound School." Show so much effort."

"Of course, the person who is compared with him is Shu Lingjia. The swordsman genius of the Lingxiao faction, do you think his strength is blown out? Under such circumstances, he can catch Fang Ting quickly and accurately. I can't stop admiring every single sword."

"But I think he may not be able to win Fang Ting. I heard that Shu Lingjia's foundation has been ruined, so the longer the battle, the disadvantage must be. Didn't you find that he has not confronted him head-on? I'm afraid he has reached his limit."

"The Meiyin faction's swordsmanship is too powerful. If you practice it to Fang Ting's level, it is really difficult to find a way to break it. With your vision and hearing closed, his offensive is too fierce and it is difficult to resist, but if you fight hard , being involved in the hallucination is only a matter of time, and it is really a dilemma."

What the man said was exactly what Shu Lingjia was currently facing.

With his current spiritual power and consumption state, there is really no way to fight against Fang Ting head-on. He can even feel that he is being brought into a vortex of emotions, and his heart is also fluctuating with joy and sorrow. fear.

Fang Ting stabbed at the chest with a sword, but was pushed away by Shu Lingjia. On his body, another image of a charming beauty appeared, posing in the same posture as Fang Ting, with beautiful eyes, and directed at Shu Lingjia smiled sweetly.

Shu Lingjia raised his sword and retreated, for some reason, he felt extremely joyful in his heart, and he laughed along with him, the laughter was quite sinister.

His facial features are impeccable, his eyebrows are extremely handsome, and the appearance of laughing like this is even more wild and handsome, but it is an expression that Shu Lingjia will never show on weekdays.

Fang Ting's eyes suddenly lit up.