The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The wind suddenly blows and the dust is flying. Yellow sand blows on my face. The scenery is sparse and chaotic, and my eyes are confused.

Yu Mian's eyes were a little blurry, but he could not see clearly the thick dust barrier. Even though a wind barrier was set up in front of him, the outside of the barrier was still turbid and yellow.

The naked eye could no longer tell the direction on the field. She paused for a moment and was caught in a flaw, with a sharp white folding fan flying past from behind.

Yu Mian covered his arm and just dodged to the side in time, but a piece of his sleeve was still cut off.

Gu Qingfeng is known for his speed and practices the Wind Character Technique. He is in the early stage of the Golden Core realm less than a year ago, but his strength has already reached the upper level of the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

Half a year ago, the ranking was roughly between fifty-one and fifty-five.

This time he entered the competition, he should be ranked within the top fifty, but he has never fought against anyone.

Quite difficult.

Yu Mian looked at the scene around him and felt that it was difficult to wield his spear because the wind barrier was too chaotic.

Since the other party was using a fan, and she happened to have one too, she could let the fire be created by the wind!

He held out a colorful feather fan, covered his face to protect himself, and with his other hand he folded a small folded fire talisman and opened the fan.

Wear fire-proof talismans and protective amulets on your body.

Get out of the fire!

Up!

The raging flames were accompanied by strong winds, and on a field that was less than the size of a football field, a tornado rose straight up, and the fire dragon roared and released outwards from the center.

The entire venue was engulfed in raging flames, and was about to rush out of the venue, but was stopped by restrictions.

The disciples on the sidelines couldn't help but lean back, and only after realizing there was no danger did they break into a sweat, then leaned forward, trying to see the situation clearly.

Yu Mian stood in the center of the tornado, the heat wave hitting her face, but it was offset by the protective clothing on her body. She looked at the swaying fire and smiled.

Got you!

She caught up with a feather fan in hand and caught Gu Qingfeng off guard. She held the white paper fan horizontally to block, but she didn't expect Yu Mian to flip it upwards, and the feather fan flipped in the air.

A palm strike came to the abdomen.

Make noise in the east and attack in the west.

Gu Qingfeng stepped back several feet, trying to blend into the wind again.

Yu Mian chuckled. She didn't just slap him once, there was also a tracking talisman on her palm!

There is his own breath above. Even with his eyes closed, his spiritual sense can capture it, just like prey caught in a spider web, unable to escape!

The first combat weapon Yu Mian used was this feather fan, but unfortunately he had never encountered a suitable combat skill. Now that he finally meets someone who uses a fan, it would be a shame if he doesn’t learn half of it.

Gu Qingfeng clearly felt that she was extremely fast and could dodge Yu Mian's attacks every time, but she didn't understand how this person found her. He could always find her quickly after she escaped.

She frowned slightly, looked down at her body, and found the talisman on her abdomen that had just been hit. She turned the fan to clear away the yellow paper.

But the scent has been stained.

This is so!

In the instant of distraction, the wind barrier in front of her was torn open, and the feather fan came towards her. She folded the fan and used the fan bones to block it.

Yu Mian watched her movements, from dodging and retreating repeatedly to trying to use her skills and looking for opportunities to counterattack little by little.

It turns out there are so many ways to play with a fan. This is so cool.

She clasped three fingers, turned the flower fan, fanned horizontally, and spread it out...

Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. Finally, he removed the chaotic wind barrier around him, stepped back a few meters, raised his hand and saluted, "You win."

Yu Mian retracted his hand. He had just learned a few common daily attack moves and hadn't even seen the subtleties yet. How could he have won?

"Senior Sister Gu, I feel the outcome is undecided. Neither you nor I have used our full strength yet, so how can we determine the winner?" She gently unfolded the feather fan and placed it flat on her chest.

"..." Gu Qingfeng glanced at this shameless junior sister with calm eyes, until Yu Mian felt a little embarrassed to look away, then he slowly said: "Junior sister, you are familiar with the talisman spear. If you continue to fight with the fan, I believe you will also be proficient in it."

Yu Mian raised his hand and touched his philtrum, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Gu, I started practicing the fan at the beginning, but I just couldn't get it right. It was only when I met you today that I suddenly understood!"

Yu Mian always believed that flattery never wears out...

Hearing what she said, Gu Qingfeng's expression eased a little, "The fan is just a supplement. Most of what I learned is wind blades. It's a pity that they were neutralized by your flames and body movements."

When she raised her hand, dozens of wind blades appeared in the air and kept spinning. When she put her hand down, the wind blades dissipated.

"If you like the fan, we can exchange more opportunities in the future." After she said that, she put away the fan and prepared to leave the stage. There was no need to continue this battle, as she would definitely lose.

Yu Mian: "Thank you so much, Senior Sister..."

Her face suddenly turned red and she touched her chest awkwardly. It seemed as if a snake's tail had slid to her heart and hooked it.

What kind of evil has this unruly snake woman committed?

She turned and stepped down, sat aside, raised her hand and touched her, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong?"

But I didn't get a response, as if just

Shengqing swayed unconsciously in his sleep.

Yu Mian was stunned. There was nothing he could do to her. So, let it be...

The next day, she, the newly promoted 50th place, was extremely popular. Seeing that she was in the late stage of foundation building, many Jindan disciples were eager to give it a try.

Even though they had seen Yu Mian's past battle records, they still couldn't help but feel itchy, until they were swept off the stage one by one by the spears at lightning speed.

Only then was I convinced.

He fought seven games alone in one day and won all of them.

This group of early Jindan cultivators were completely convinced by the defeat.

"Race 21, Yu Fu Shan Yu Mian wins!"

She stepped down from the stage and waved her arms. This strength was not as high as the one she had been fighting against the golden-armored puppet for three hours in a row under Sheng Qing's control.

After all, those three hours were three hours without even a minute of rest.

This, fight for a few minutes, then sit down for half an hour.

It was so easy.

Yu Mian was a little curious, if he took out the golden armor puppet in his Qiankun bag and fought against them, what would be the chance of winning! ?

As soon as she had this thought, she came to the elder and asked if he could create a puppet to fight for her.

The result was naturally rejected.

She was about to leave in frustration when she ran into Miao Jun, who was running around with a small backpack on his back. When he saw Yu Mian, his eyes lit up and he rushed over, "Classmate, you are too strong."

"I bet all on you to win and earned three thousand seven hundred spirit stones!"

"It's a pity that the sect suppresses big bets and has an upper limit on the amount. Otherwise, I would put my small spiritual stone mine on the line and make more than a dozen profits!"

Yu Mian was listening to his money-making plan when he suddenly heard the words "Spirit Stone Mine". He thought he was hallucinating and pinched his ear. "What did you say?"

Miao Jun: "I said I earned 3,700 spirit stones."

"No, it's a spirit stone mine! You have a spirit stone mine?!" Yu Mian grabbed Miao Jun's shoulders and shook him, Brother Fu!

Pure rich brother!

Miao Jun scratched his head and said modestly: "That was given to me by my mother. In fact, it is just one of the countless branches of the main mineral vein. It only produces 50,000 low-grade spirit stones and 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones a year."

That's it! ?

This damn Versailles, she also wants to have something like this, Yu Mian's face is filled with tears.

"By the way, what are you doing with the backpack?"