Three Hundred and Sixty-Two Duel with Fan Xinglu

———Wu Xiaohui.

Alias ​​"Bajun Xingjun".

Ranked second in the sequence of Jielong Seventh Academy, Fan Xinglu was the number one apprentice brought along with him when he came to Jielong three years ago. He is above Zhao Hufeng in terms of martial arts, and also surpassed Sei in terms of star immortality. Hillary.

Due to her practice in the depths of the Huangchen Palace, Wu Xiaohui rarely showed her face outside. Except for Fan Xinglu, Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng from the same sect didn't know how long it had been since she had seen this elder brother.

So, Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng stepped forward at the same time and clasped their fists at Wu Xiaohui.

"Big brother."

They saluted in unison, but Wu Xiaohui nodded her head lightly and responded with the utmost indifference.

No, that's not coldness, it's dullness.

Not feeling anything.

Pay no attention to any existence.

Like an eminent monk who has no desires or desires, or the purest child, everything in the world seems to be just a part of "nature" in his eyes, his eyes are so clear and scary.

For a moment, Fang Li even had the feeling that this person did not exist.

This feeling made Fang Li frowned slightly, and couldn't help murmuring.

"Puppet..."

That's right.

It was like a puppet.

However, Fang Li's words shocked Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng at the same time.

"Brother?"

"What are you talking about? You are so rude to senior brother!"

After Se Xili's confusion and Zhao Hufeng's anger, Fan Xinglu laughed out loud.

"A puppet?" Fan Xinglu didn't even look at Wu Xiaohui, and said with a happy and hurtful attitude: "It's really rare that you can see the essence of this child at a glance, and what you said is absolutely right. "

"Master?" Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng suddenly became a little surprised and confused.

Because, Fan Xinglu's words are really hurtful, aren't they?

Generally speaking, who would say that about their disciples?

On the contrary, Wu Xiaohui herself, as if she didn't hear Fang Li and Fan Xinglu's words at all, stood there quietly all the time, her face didn't change at all, and her eyes didn't even move.

Until Fan Xinglu said such a sentence.

"Let the old man introduce you, Xiaohui." Fan Xinglu pointed at Fang Li, and said in immature but old-fashioned words: "This is your little junior brother, who has been under the old man's school for less than half a year, but he is In terms of strength, it is not weaker than Hufeng and Sexili at all, if you use all your strength, you should not even be an opponent, right?"

These words finally made Wu Xiaohui react a little, raised her head, and looked at Fang Li.

It's just that the dull eyes still haven't changed at all, until it's a bit scary.

"As for Xiaohui, I don't need the old man to introduce him to you, right?" Fan Xinglu cast his eyes on Fang Li, as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly said after a while: "The opportunity is rare, and the old man is planning to verify it." Take a look at Xiaohui's achievements these days, and you all will follow along to watch the battle."

"Watching the battle?" Cecily and Zhao Hufeng were slightly taken aback for a while, and then their eyes lit up.

Fang Li's heart skipped a beat, and he understood what Fan Xinglu meant.

Fan Xinglu planned to practice against Wu Xiaohui.

This was already known among Fan Xinglu's disciples.

In the entire world of dragons, Wu Xiaohui was the only one who could practice duel with Fan Xinglu.

Therefore, everyone knows that this elder brother who has never shown his face in front of others has a very strong strength.

However, all this time, Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui never practiced in front of others, and they didn't even allow any of the disciples to watch.

Therefore, no one knows to what extent Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui's duel practice has reached.

Now, Fan Xinglu suddenly allowed his disciples to watch the battle from the sidelines. How could Se Xili and Zhao Hufeng not cheer up?

Only Fang Li,

Keen to find out.

When talking about training with Wu Xiaohui, Fan Xinglu's expression was somewhat boring.

This is an extremely incredible thing.

For Fan Xinglu, fighting is the only thing in this world that she can miss, and it can even be said to be the meaning of existence.

As long as there is an opponent, no matter how weak the opponent is, Fan Xinglu will feel happy.

Of course, the stronger the opponent, the happier Fan Xinglu would be.

And since Wu Xiaohui can be praised as the only existence that can practice against Fan Xinglu, as an opponent, her level must be sufficient.

In view of this, with Fan Xinglu's personality, he should be very happy about this, but why would it be even more boring?

Neither Ser Xili nor Zhao Hufeng noticed this.

Wu Xiaohui stood there quietly as always, like a real puppet, not even showing any emotion.

Fang Li pondered for a moment.

"If I did not remember wrong…"

Fang Li, who is familiar with the original work, knows why Fan Xinglu behaved like this.

It's just that Fang Li didn't know what the situation was without seeing it with his own eyes.

"The opportunity is rare, you really should watch the battle..."

...

Huang Chendian, between Xuanwu.

In this practice room lined with countless stone pillars, at this moment, Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui were facing each other.

Beside, Cecily and Zhao Hufeng stayed in the shadows as if they had eliminated their aura, their gazes were directed straight ahead.

Fang Li also stayed here, looking ahead, silently waiting for the duel between Fan Xinglu and Wu Xiaohui.

"Okay." Fan Xinglu said to Wu Xiaohui who was opposite.

"Just attack as much as you can."

Hearing this, Wu Xiaohui met Fan Xinglu's gaze, clasped her fist slightly, and immediately lowered her hand.

At this moment, Wu Xiaohui's momentum changed completely.

The star power surrounding her body circulated slightly, but did not explode in one breath, covering Wu Xiaohui's body outline like a layer of halo.

Under such circumstances, Wu Xiaohui's aura did not expand, but seemed to blend into nature, making the aura seem illusory.

This performance alone made Fang Li admire him.

"This Wu Xiaohui is really not simple..."

Under Fang Li's whisper, Wu Xiaohui moved quietly.

Silently, like a wild beast that suddenly exploded, with a sudden wrong footstep, his figure rushed out, and he came to Fan Xinglu in an instant.

Just like that, Wu Xiaohui slapped Fan Xinglu, who was in front of her, with an ordinary palm.

This palm is neither fast nor slow.

Therefore, Fan Xinglu just gently raised a hand to block it.

In the next second, something incredible happened.

"Boom!"

A smothering sound like an explosion resounded from Wu Xiaohui's palm that hit Fan Xinglu, setting off a circle of powerful shocks that shook the entire air.

That unremarkable blow was actually so heavy.