The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"The eleventh game!"

"Yu Fu Mountain Yu Mian! Yes! Fu Yao Mountain Zhang Qingquan!"

Yu Mian was stunned when he came onto the stage. Wasn't this the senior brother who had wished him to build his foundation as soon as possible in the trial tower?

Although it is from Fuyao Mountain, the ancients said that it is not the gentleman's fault if he is born in a country of villains.

She still went up to the stage and saluted respectfully.

Zhang Qingquan on the opposite side was startled and nodded in return, thinking to himself, the last time I saw her, she was only in the Qi Refining stage, that was just a few months ago, and now she is already in the late stage of Foundation Establishment? !

This speed shouldn’t be this fast even if you’re taking drugs!

He recalled what his senior brother said, that the master of Yufu Mountain was unreasonable... Could it be that he fed his disciple a elixir that overdrew his talent?

It's stupid to show off one's ability for a short period of time!

He drew his sword, his eyes were fierce. He had been practicing diligently during this period and had long left behind the two people who had suppressed him in every way. Now he had reached the Golden Core stage, while Lin Xiaohe, Yin Li and the like were still at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

If you take one step slowly, all steps will be slow!

"Junior sister, thank you for letting me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword rolled up sword energy and slashed towards Yu Mian head-on, with the force of breaking a mountain, and then he followed suit with one sword after another.

Each one was faster and stronger than the previous one, and in just a moment the three merged into one to catch up.

Yu Mian’s eyes lit up. This is the right way to go!

You won't learn anything if you always give in.

She curled her lips and smiled, "Thank you very much for your guidance, Senior Brother!"

Facing the powerful man he had always dreamed of, wouldn't it be a waste of this superior attack to dodge? Yu Mian faced the sword energy.

Chopping from top to bottom, the tip of the spear faced the sword energy, like a needle against a wheat spike, accurately and truly splitting the opponent in half, and the sharp attack was dissolved and went backwards.

With Yu Mian as the reference point, the divided sword energy on the stage behind him cut out a V shape.

She kept moving, continuing to rush forward without any pause, her steps as fast as the wind.

In Zhang Qingquan's eyes, Yu Mian was like a dark cheetah. After setting its eyes on its prey, it moved as fast as lightning, with bloodthirsty excitement flashing across its eyes!

He dodged the gravity by leaning sideways, and the gun and sword came into contact, sparks flashed, and his body was forced back several steps. Then, just as he steadied himself, he felt a series of attacks that were faster than his reaction time!

Yu Mian usually fights against more than one golden-armored puppet. She must seize every opportunity to destroy the enemy in front of her as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, attacks will follow from behind.

fast!

Go faster!

And the technique must be ruthless, steady, and accurate, with the aim of killing with one strike. If the enemy is not killed with one strike, there can be no time to relax, and you must strike again.

Keep killing the enemy until they die.

The two sides clashed several times in just a short while. The ground was cracked by the huge force, and the ground sank half an inch when it was hit from top to bottom.

Yu Mian swung his heavy sword and stabbed from bottom to top with a move like a kite flapping its wings, followed by an upstream tornado knife to disrupt the sword energy and sword wind. After blocking the attack, he quickly turned around and mounted his horse!

Finally, the immortal showed me the way!

Keng!

There was a sound of metal falling to the ground.

Zhang Qingquan's sword, which had just been halfway across his hand, slipped out of his hand, and his wrist was stained with blood. The tip of the pitch-black gun in front of him was pointing at his forehead, and a drop of blood rolled down between his eyebrows and dripped from the side of his face.

He couldn't believe that he actually lost. Even if he lost to those two people, it was better than losing to this junior sister in front of him who had been in the sect for less than a year!

Why...

"you lose."

Yu Mian put away his gun and stated the facts in a calm tone. He saw the spiritual sword fallen to the ground out of the corner of his eye and remembered that the sword of a sword cultivator was their life, so he picked up the sword guard with his gun and handed it steadily to Zhang Qingquan.

She had learned what Shengqing said, that she should never let her weapon go, so she would not use her hands to pick it up for the other person.

Using weapons to pick up weapons is not an insult.

Looking at the spiritual sword in front of him, Zhang Qingquan stretched out his hand and took it with force. The bloodshot in his eyes faded a little, and finally he saluted with a fist, "Thank you, Junior Sister, for your guidance!"

Then he turned around and walked off the stage without any hesitation.

Yu Mian then put away the weapon in his hand and silently rubbed his palms. This senior brother had been quite strong during the fight just now, and his hands were a little shaky.

After pinching it, it feels much better!

On the stage, the elders announced the battle situation.

Yu Mian jumped off the stage, looked at the time and saw that it was still early, so he continued to sign up!

When she handed over the token for registration for the third time, the elder no longer looked at her, but quickly registered and handed it over, providing a one-stop service.

The prejudice in people's minds is a mountain.

Strength is the best medicine to break down all prejudices.

Four games in one day, four consecutive wins, reduced Yu Mian's odds from 1 to 12 to 1 to 1.2.

When she won again and again, the entire audience of the early Jindan stage cheered for her!

"Junior sister is so strong!"

"Amazing! You are worthy of being a disciple of Yufu Mountain!"

"Awesome, Junior Sister Yu, I guessed it right, hahahaha!!"

"Junior Sister Yu! I'm your senior from Hengyang Mountain next door, look..." The disciple shouted halfway when he suddenly laughed and felt a chill on his back.

"Here's a chance to spar!"

Yu Mian put away his weapon, stood on the stage, and accepted the compliments somewhat embarrassedly. His eyes swept across the audience and fell squarely on the woman who was sitting in a dignified and domineering posture.

It turns out that I am really strong.

She thought Sheng Qing was encouraging her and lying to her. After all, how could a dead golden armored puppet be compared with a living person? However, actual combat proved that the golden armored puppet was even slightly better.

Except that they cannot use magic, their speed, strength, agility and skilled fighting skills are not inferior to those of Jindan disciples.

He jumped off the stage and walked towards Shengqing. It was already dusk and it was time to go home.

"Master, shall we go home?"

Yu Mian came to Sheng Qing, and she cast a cleansing spell on him, washing away the sweat and dust on his body.

Shengqing asked, "How do you feel?"

"I feel like they are not as scary as I imagined. I can keep up with their speed and find any flaws. Many of those fighting techniques I have encountered on the Golden Armor Puppet."

"There is also the mentality. Puppets are not afraid of death, but humans do have fear. Therefore, the attack points I predicted at the beginning were slightly off. I had to understand the human heart a little bit."

"I think this should be combat awareness..." Yu Mian followed Sheng Qing, like a chattering chicken, chirping and sharing the problems he discovered during the fight.

Shengqing, who usually hated noise the most, actually patiently followed her and walked slowly towards Yufu Mountain with his little chicken Yumian.

As the sun fell on Yufu, the top of the palace shone with a golden hue, just like the top of the clouds in heaven.

Yu Mian walked and walked until they came to the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain where the arena was located. She looked up and saw Yufu Mountain. This was the first time she and Sheng Qing looked at it together. It was her home in this world.

"Mian'er, do you know why Yufu got its name?" Shengqing touched his head, "It's probably because of this."

In the early morning and evening, when the sun is shining brightly, this mountain palace is like a golden and jade roof. The majestic glazed tiles on the eaves reflect the brilliance of the sky, breaking through the spiritual mist and clouds, and shining alone in the sky.

"My disciple Yu Fu is also like this, with a full house of canopies." She leaned over and leaned against Yu Mian's body softly, "You are doing very well. I am sleepy..."