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Sky Duel Arena.

A woodpecker with red, white and black colors rolled on the ground and fluttered to the edge of the field with strength.

It turned around and turned into a handsome young man with a tuft of red hair standing up like an eye-catching little flag.

The young man struggled to sit up, sweating profusely and grimacing in pain.

"Both arms are broken, Luo Xing, you are too cruel. We are from the same roots, why are you so anxious to give birth to each other?"

The boy responded with a stern spear, the tip of which was pointing at his face with a chill.

Luo Xing looked at the other person expressionlessly, his face as white as snow, blood on his lips, revealing a murderous intent.

"..."

The boy froze, then immediately turned around and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey! Where are the juniors from the Alchemy Department? Senior needs you!"

Several young men wearing robes with single snake staff runes immediately rushed over and said excitedly: "Ahhh, great, this one belongs to me!"

"Get lost, this is mine!"

"Get in line! It's my turn as the 129th person!"

"..."

The young man was quickly carried away by the guys from the Alchemy Department, their eyes and brows were filled with excitement.

Half-dragon Angus looked at the boy with a cracked face and twitched his lips silently. He walked to Luo Xing and whispered carefully: "Senior sister, how about we stop fighting?"

"continue."

Angus rubbed his forehead with a slight headache. Ever since returning from the ruins, the senior sister has been very depressed. She became even more depressed after talking with Professor Feng. She has been looking for fights in the Sky Duel Arena all day long.

"Hey... eh?" He glanced outside the venue and suddenly froze for a moment, "That human is back?"

Luo Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he looked over there.

As soon as Zhong Heng entered the Sky Duel Arena, he was pulled into the medical team. Several of the little guys greeted him, "Zhong Heng, you're back! What a coincidence, come and take a look at this fresh material!"

"..."

Xi Sui'an watched in silence as Zhong Heng blended into the other side so smoothly. He touched his nose and gave a sympathetic look to the young man on the stretcher.

"Xi Sui'an, you're back?" A tall girl not far away walked over with a gun and nodded at her lightly.

She looked at Luo Xing, whose hair was a little messy and his body was a little gray from long-term fighting. There was a sense of emptiness in his eyes.

Xi Sui'an frowned. How could a level 2 mythical creature be treated like a sparrow?

"Senior Luo Xing, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Xing pursed his lips and recalled the conversation he had with Professor Feng that day.

She stood listlessly in the quiet alchemy laboratory, talking about the trip to the ruins while watching Feng Liting slowly turning the gold-embossed pages of the book on the table.

"Do you want me to comfort you?" Feng Liting said in a calm voice.

She was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "No, I just..."

Feng Liting sighed softly, closed the book, and looked up at her: "Although the Three Blue Birds are Nuyi's followers, you are not now, so you don't need to care about Him so much.

“To be honest, you are just one of my experiments, and you don’t need to treat me as a father.

"You are neither a follower of the gods nor a subordinate of me."

"Luo Xing." Feng Liting said calmly, "You don't need any shackles, and you don't need to stop for anyone. You will be strong and free in the future."

"It's time to grow up, Luo Xing."

She looked at Feng Liting's emotionless face, opened her mouth to say something, but ended up remaining silent for a long time.

Luo Xing shook off the unpleasant memories and looked at the human in front of him: "Nothing."

Xi Sui'an groaned: "Are you still sad for Nuyi?"

"...No."

There is no point in being sad for too long.

"What's that for?"

Luo Xing paused, then shook his head.

Xi Sui'an looked at Luo Xing, then glanced at the injured person who was enjoying the first-level treatment of the alchemy department off the field.

She thought for a moment, then smiled and drew out her Yanling knife, looking at the other person straight in the eye: "Senior, I would like to ask you something, too."

Luo Xing was stunned: "You are no match for me."

"……I know."

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

After a moment, Luo Xing turned and walked towards the center of the field, and his spear drew a semicircular arc with sparks on the ground.

Xi Sui'an handed the tide to Li Chu and followed.

Chao Xi climbed onto Li Chu's shoulder and said with a click of the tongue: "Xi Sui'an is going to be beaten."

Li Chu touched Chao Xi and whispered, "Okay, if you complain again, you'll get beaten."

The little octopus lay on her shoulder and froze.

In the center of the venue, Xi Sui'an and Luo Xing were already engaged in close combat.

The spear thrust out without any hesitation, with a fierce aura lingering around the silver spear, and came towards Xi Sui'an!

Luo Xing turned his feet and sideways. The black and red goose feather knife was deep and stern. It chopped the silver spear heavily and slashed towards Luo Xing!

The silver spear suddenly sank, and Luo Xing lifted the blade with one hand as if it were nothing, and a light breeze blew past, as if sweeping them apart.

Luo Xing glanced at Xi Sui'an who was smiling, and paused: "I don't use my origin power to suppress my realm, why don't you use it?"

Xi Sui'an said seriously: "I want to learn how to fight from senior sister." Her fighting skills were really not that good.

Luo Xing was silent. There were only a few senior students who came to fight with her during this period, and many of them came to her for the purpose of seeking advice.

Luo Xing didn't say anything else. She and the gun were as fast as shadows. Countless silver lights were scattered around. The phantom of the gun tip seemed to have split into countless ones, with the real and the unreal intertwined, making it difficult to see the original body.

The goose-feather knife slashed across, and as expected, what was chopped off was a fake.

Another spear stabbed at an angle, aiming at her shoulder, wanting to directly remove the strength of her arm.

Xi Sui'an frowned and stepped back, quickly ducking to avoid the attack, and swept his long legs towards Luo Xing, kicking him mercilessly.

"So fast." Another fake shadow.

An illusion? No wonder Luo Xing couldn't beat Li Qing. His Eye of Truth could quite restrain Luo Xing's fighting skills.

Xi Sui'an narrowed his eyes, suddenly realized something, and was slightly startled.

The sound of wind.

She concentrated all her attention, and the goose-feather knife kept changing, wandering in the cold light of the gun tip.

For a moment, she ignored the cold star behind her and concentrated all her strength to chop down from the air!

"Qiang!"

The sound of fierce collision instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the sidelines. They looked at the extremely fast battle in the field with amazement in their eyes.

There is no fight involving the power of origin, no gorgeous moves, this is just a competition of the purest combat skills.

The young man on the ground raised his upper body, his eyes shining, and shouted: "Hurry, help me up! I can still fight!"

Zhong Heng glanced at the other person, raised his hand silently, and pushed him back lightly.

"Qiang! Qiang Qiang!"

Swords and spears kept colliding in the field, their bodies were intertwined, and the swords and spears were so fast that it was difficult to catch their trajectories.

Xi Sui'an said with a smile: "Senior sister, there is no wind of yours in the fake shadow."

Luo Xing nodded. The human in front of her could catch her wind. His hands and brain were flexible enough.

“But you can’t win.”

"Seven Star Shattering Styles!"

Like a falling star, the silver spear shook off dazzling light, and the momentum contained in it was extremely majestic!

Xi Sui'an's breathing stagnated. She felt as if she was being targeted by a meteorite and was about to fall. The pressure was so overwhelming that even her reactions seemed slow.

Her pupils shrank slightly, she raised her head and jumped up, facing the enemy with her long sword without fear!

"puff!"

Xi Sui'an spat out a mouthful of blood.

The indescribable force during the collision spread from the blade to her body. Her internal organs seemed to be hit hard, causing intense dull pain.

Xi Sui'an lowered her eyes, the base of her hand holding the knife had cracked and was trembling slightly.

A silver spear appeared in front of her and hovered in front of her, and the wind blew through her hair.

Luo Xing looked at her seriously and said, "You haven't learned any specific combat techniques, and your combat is not systematic. You have to rely on your own reactions. This won't work."

Xi Sui'an blinked, put away the knife, and said with bright eyes: "Senior Luo Xing, can you be my teacher? I want to learn how to fight from you!"

"?" Luo Xing paused, looking at the human in front of him, a question mark appeared above his head.

At this moment, a sound of applause rang out at the edge of the venue, accompanied by subtle exclamations.

"That's great. As soon as I arrived, I heard that my students who came back from vacation wanted to find an extracurricular teacher for themselves."

Xi Sui'an froze, she quickly turned her head and saw the blond man slowly walking towards her. The people around who were cheering stopped where they were and shut their mouths, each of them like a chicken with its throat strangled.

She rolled her eyes slightly, and immediately turned around and said obediently: "Teacher Yi Luowen, I'm back."

In response to her, Iloven rolled his eyes.