[Comprehensive] She is from hell

In the end of this match, Luo Feng, the more experienced brother of Jing Xu's lineage, won the victory. Although the two fought back and forth, they were still well-measured. His green sword fell out of his hand.

"Brother is stronger than before."

Jingjiang smiled: "I have never fallen behind in my practice in these years."

One of Jingjiang's wrists was swollen and dislocated due to too much impact, which can be regarded as a minor injury in a game that often bleeds.Luo Feng accompanied Jingjiang to the hut in charge of medicine to get a topical medicine, and the long-haired young man in Wanhua costume quickly put a bandage on Jingjiang without raising his eyes: "It will be cured in two hours. Don't move that arm in the meantime."

"Two hours?"

Jing Jiang said in shock: "I'm ready to be injured for a hundred days."

"How about playing the round robin?"

Wan Hua pointed to the cat demon sitting in the corner: "That person's eyes were stabbed in front of you by Wan Jian Guizong, and the field of vision of the entire right eye is now completely damaged. After applying the special medicine externally and taking it internally, it will be about two days later. I can continue to play.”

As soon as Lan Ya looked up, she saw a half-grown human girl, grinning at the corner of her mouth: "Hey, I didn't expect you humans to have some pretty good characters."

Monsters are respected by the strong, and as long as they recognize each other's strength, they are eligible to talk on an equal footing. In a sense, they are very simple creatures.

Jingjiang was dumbfounded: "I thought that monsters would have a very strong recovery ability, so I didn't hold back... sorry."

"Speaking of it, Ah Jing."

The two left from the medical center where Wanhua Valley provided technical support. Luo Feng spoke first: "You are using a pseudonym now, right? I noticed it during the competition just now, and I have never had a chance to ask you. I have heard it before... ...In Dongpu, most people should be careful to prevent their real names from being restricted by troublemakers, right?"

Jing Jiang nodded: "That's right."

"That."

Luo Feng stretched his waist suddenly, showing some yearning expression: "Master, does he also have a pseudonym?"

"Hey... If you say that, it's really possible."

Jingjiang thought for a while: "But since they all have the title of Dongying Sword Demon, maybe it will be some incredible title."

The two sat on the chairs and made up Xie Yunliu's nickname, thinking more and more broadly: "According to the customs here, human beings who are too strong will be regarded as creatures like ghosts and half-demons."

"Yeah, Sword Demon also sounds very sad."

Luo Feng nodded in agreement.

"Especially most of the humans here are unable to fly in the sky, lightness skill should be regarded as a very rare move."

Jingjiang continued to add bricks and tiles to this inference: "Although Qinggong can't fly as high as some monsters... But for humans looking up on the ground, it already feels like a monster."

Luo Feng: "Also, Master's violent temper that strikes at the slightest disagreement is very much like a monster."

Jing Jiang: "Master's Wan Jian Gui Zong can spread over a large area, like a big demon getting angry."

Luo Feng: "There is no obvious overflowing evil spirit, so it can be understood that the Taoism is very advanced... No, according to the local saying here, it should be the subtlety of the technique?"

Jingjiang: "Thinking about it this way, I feel that Master's pseudonym must be very much like a monster... Speaking of which, how was his Japanese Mandarin level before going to Dongying?"

Luo Feng spread his hands: "It's exactly the same level as the two of us back then, and would say hello, thank you, sorry, and goodbye... If the newly established organization can be called a name full of middle and second classes like Zhongjo Yidao, it is fooled by the subordinates. Bar."

Jing Jiang looked at the sky: "That's right—"

Xie Yunliu in the distance suddenly sneezed.

Logically, Jing Jiang and Luo Feng formed a two-on-two team.The two pure yangs, both in terms of their sword qi cooperation and their understanding of each other, are far superior to just finding a teammate. After Luo Feng also played a few games enough for a two-on-two starting score line, the two took their number plates and headed registration office.

"Eh? Xiao Jingjiang met her senior brother?"

A Xiang, who was wearing a snake pattern suit, took the number plates of the two as a volunteer for the registration session, and looked Luo Feng up and down: "Are all of you Chunyang Palace disciples so good-looking?"

"Hey...thank you for complimenting Sister Axiang."

Jingjiang accepted the other party's compliment without shame, but Luo Feng looked a little embarrassed, his ears turned red.

"The preferences of ghost soldiers are very straightforward, brother."

The girl patted her senior brother on the back vigorously: "Get used to it."

"Is your boss like this too?"

Luo Feng crossed his arms, is the working environment of his junior sister so strange?

"it's not true……"

Jingjiang held his chin and thought for a while, then said: "The boss is a ghost soldier with a very rare personality. Although he has been a ghost soldier for many years, he may still have a bit of a human personality."

In other words, most of the local human personalities have a tendency to hide and not express themselves very awkwardly?

……

Two-on-two round robin.

Probably there is something so-called eloquent in the dark, Jingjiang almost wanted to throw away the sword in his hand and run away when he saw his opponent.Luo Feng's performance was not too bad. After seeing the two people opposite, he couldn't even think of the protective aura of forgetting himself to make up for himself.

"Master, Master..."

Luo Feng immediately wanted to reflect on whether the nonsense words he made up and tampered with Xie Yunliu had been heard.

"...and the master."

Jingjiang was also shocked. The old man holding the sword in front of him seemed to have stepped into the gap between this world and the next world. With Jingjiang's eyesight, he couldn't even tell whether the other party was alive or dead for a while.

The two of them immediately wanted to salute on the court, but Li Wangsheng waved his hand to stop them.

"It's really a coincidence. I wanted to take a look out of interest, but I didn't expect to meet my disciples."

The old man with white beard and hair held a sword and looked at Jingjiang with interest.The girl in front of her was obviously a living person, her blood was flowing under her skin, and the breath of life flowed all the time.

Many years have passed since she went down the mountain to practice, as if time has been artificially fixed.

The other person had a bit more ghostly aura, but as the first disciple under Xie Yunliu's sect, he saw more.

A good game turned into a reminiscence meeting among fellow villagers before it even started.Pishamentian was still sitting in his seat in the auditorium, but at this moment he rarely sat up straight, and seemed quite concerned.

"Is that Miss Jingjiang's master and head?"

Zhao Ma asked.

"According to what Luo Feng said before, it might be better to say that he is the acting master and the nominal master."

It was rare for Pishamentian to make a joke, and then he restrained his expression again: "These are probably the two humans with the most superb Chunyang Taoism except Lu Dongbin who has stepped into the realm of gods. Zhaoma, take a good look, For artifacts and humans, this game will be greatly improved even if it is just a look."

Zhao Ma said seriously: "Yes!"

The gong started.

Luo Fengdeng immediately raised his hand: "I abstain!"

Pishamontian: "..."

Zhaoma: "..."

audience:"……"

I mustered 12 points of anticipation to see this martial arts civil war, but everything ended before it even started.Judge Bai Ze yelled towards the center of the field in embarrassment: "Jingjiang, do you want to abstain too?"

Jing Jiang nodded vigorously: "That's for sure!"

It's a joke, what's the point of rushing to get beaten up when it's okay.I was already beaten up enough when I was receiving education, but now I meet in a strange land, and I have to be beaten again when I meet, do I want to lose face?