All Heavens: I teach Pangu to create the world

"please!"

Zhao Feng raised his head again, signaling Xiao Ran to take action first.

Xiao Jia raised his eyebrows. The Zhao Feng in front of him seemed to be a rookie. Although he was quite strong, he seemed to be very confident in his own strength. His whole body was full of flaws.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength!

Xiao Ran took a deep breath and assumed an attacking stance.

"Gone!"

Sun Qing's pupils shrank as he suddenly realized that Xiao Ran in front of him had disappeared. When he heard the sound of metal collision in front of him, he realized that Xiao Ran had already started fighting with Zhao Feng.

"monster!"

Sun Qing swallowed his saliva. He looked at the speed of the two men and couldn't imagine how he escaped from Zhao Feng.

Maybe I was just lucky?

Zhao Feng's body was floating unsteadily, and dozens of steel bars surrounded him like a whirlwind, protecting him tightly and giving Xiao Ran no chance to get close.

Strolling in the garden!

Zhao Feng had a confident look on his face as he watched Xiao Ran cut through the steel bars one by one, but this was completely useless to him and even provided him with more weapons.

Dang Dang Dang!

Xiao Ran kept swinging his sword, knocking the steel bars away one by one. Under the kamawesagi, he had no blind spots. No matter where the steel bars attacked from, he could easily knock them away.

Won't you draw your sword?

Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Feng's waist. If he was right, there was an alchemical sword hidden in his belt.

"Give up! The Word Spirit has determined that you can't get close to me. You can't win!"

Zhao Feng stretched out his hands to control nearly a hundred steel bars, and he did not even breathe for several minutes. It seemed that his strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

Xiao Ran said nothing, a look of unwillingness on his face. He quickly cleared the steel bars around him and attacked Zhao Feng at high speed, not even caring about the steel bars behind him.

"Hey, is it really necessary to fight so hard?"

A trace of pity flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes. He stood in place, still controlling the steel bars to shoot towards Xiao Ran, but they avoided the vital parts.

A dust-free place!

The corners of Xiao Ran's mouth curled up, and at the moment when the steel bars were approaching him, the domain of the Dustless Land quietly unfolded, throwing all the steel bars away.

And he had already approached Zhao Feng.

"Double Word Spirit!"

Zhao Feng's pupils shrank, and he quickly pressed his right hand towards his belt while his body shot backwards.

"late!"

Xiao Ran chuckled and his movements suddenly became several times faster. In an instant, Xiao Ran stretched out his left hand and pressed down Zhao Feng's right hand, which had just been raised, while the long sword was placed on Zhao Feng's neck.

"you lose!"

"You are cheating!"

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth. If Xiao Ran's expression hadn't deceived him, he wouldn't have let his guard down like that.

"A soldier never tires of deceit!"

Xiao Ran blinked and put away his sword.

The outcome is decided!

"You actually have three Word Spirits!"

"Are you an S-rank or swordsman of the Xiao family?"

"No, even S-rank and Sword Masters don't have three Word Spirits."

"Moreover, the Xiao family's Sword Master is already forty years old, and the new generation of Sword Masters has not yet emerged."

Zhao Feng was dejected for a while, then he looked up and asked Xiao Ran quickly with curiosity.

He had never seen anyone who could use three word spirits, except for the dragon clan.

Xiao Ran didn't say anything, but moved his fingers, and the steel bars that were originally scattered on the ground rose again and surrounded Xiao Ran.

"How come you can also wield a sword?"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened, then he noticed Xiao Ran's eyes and understood instantly.

"Word Spirit, or bloodline imprint, mirror pupil? No wonder you can copy word spirits. What an enviable word spirit."

Zhao Feng showed an envious expression on his face. Who wouldn't want this kind of Word Spirit? As long as his bloodline was high enough, he could copy all the Word Spirits. It was much more convenient than controlling his own sword.

It’s a pity that the Word Spirit can’t awaken anything it wants.

Look at the face!

Zhao Feng touched his face and sighed.

"Today's battle doesn't count. I didn't use my full strength, so I'll let you take care of that guy this time. You'll also participate in the trial battle in two months, right? We'll have another heart-to-heart fight then!"

Zhao Feng pulled himself together and spoke to Xiao Ran in a serious tone.

Xiao Ran nodded. He felt a sense of threat from Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng’s true strength was definitely not weak. If he hadn’t been careless and wanted to capture Zhao Feng, the entire factory would probably have been torn apart.

Ok?

Xiao Ran looked outside the factory.

It's raining so hard outside, and there are still people here?

Tatata!

"Oh, it's raining so hard. I should have brought an umbrella with me!"

A tall and burly young man ran into the factory with a black leather suitcase on his head. He was wearing a floral shirt and beach pants, and was dragging flip-flops. He had an unshaven beard and looked a little unkempt, but his dark green eyes quickly scanned the entire factory and then locked onto Xiao Ran and Zhao Feng.

"Foreigner?"

Zhao Feng tilted his head in hesitation. He had never seen a foreigner speak Chinese so well.

"Cassell?"

Xiao Ran stared at one side of the black suitcase, and a half-rotten world tree was revealed.

Ok?

Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed as he also noticed the World Tree, a hint of hostility flashing in his gaze.

"Haha, hello everyone, I'm Fingel von Frings, you can call me Fingel. I'm German, and I didn't expect to be exploited by the school during my summer vacation."

Finkel ignored Zhao Feng's unfriendly look and introduced himself in a familiar manner, his eyes subtly glancing at Sun Qing behind the two of them.

But he did not act rashly, as he felt tremendous pressure from Xiao Ran and Zhao Feng.

Fingle?

Xiao Ran's heart moved, and he looked at Finkel carefully.

This year is 03, just two years after the Ice Sea Incident. Finkel is just a junior and has not yet failed a grade. He is still an excellent A-level student at Kassel Academy.

"I didn't expect that Finkel had actually been to China."

"What's up?"

Zhao Feng's tone was very stiff.

Due to historical reasons, China's mixed-race families have conflicts with the secret party and foreign mixed-races, and even the Xiao family is no exception.

Therefore, although the secret party can enter and leave China freely, and can set up executive branches within China, it even set up preparatory classes to recruit students.

However, they did not receive any help from the Four Surnames and Five Families, and even encountered hostility. Only some small mixed-blood families or recently rising mixed-blood families would be won over by the secret party.

"Nothing much. The academy suddenly discovered a half-blood causing trouble, so they sent me to deal with it. It's the guy behind you. I chased him all the way from Shaanxi to Sichuan."

The smile on Finger's face remained, but his eyes were shifting towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng didn’t expect that the secret party knew about the matter of Sun Qing being lost, and he was embarrassed even abroad!

Xiao Ran turned his head and looked at Zhao Feng, looking somewhat gloating.

"All half-bloods in the world know you've embarrassed yourself!"

Zhao Feng's face flushed instantly, veins popped out on his forehead, and he started to argue.

"The secret party can't be considered complete... the secret party! Can the matter of being a half-blood be considered shameful?"