The strongest talent

With their respective brothers watching the battle, the two little girls immediately unleashed all their strength as soon as they fought.

"Qi Xiaoyun, you are lost!" Qiqi shouted loudly, swung the small alloy sword in her hand, twisted her waist, moved quickly, and drew the sword in a rotating posture - Yuan Qing could tell at a glance that this This is the eighth form of Emperor Wu's sword, the wave follows the wind.

Qi Xiaoyun showed no sign of weakness. She was obviously stronger than Qiqi and slightly faster. She went straight in without using any skills, tilted the sword in her hand to fight, and faced Qiqi head-on.

Keng!

The two swords collided suddenly, and a string of metal sparks were wiped out; Qiqi's rotation paused slightly, her feet stepped on the ground continuously, and the rotation speed accelerated again. As soon as her right hand was released, the sword began to fall, and her left hand picked up the knife before she could make a move. The handle, and another sword strike with the backhand - the tenth position of the Emperor Wu sword, spinning waves!

Qi Xiaoyun was also affected by this impact. The knife in her hand was raised upwards by the shock. She took two steps back and took advantage of the situation to pull down the blade. She pulled the handle of the knife with her right hand and pressed the back of the knife with her left hand. The hand-spinning waves hit again.

Bang! !

At the end of the second move, Qiqi was feeling full of energy, her rotation became more and more skillful, and her momentum was completed; Qi Xiaoyun retreated again, taking four steps back, the sword in her hand was slightly messy, and she was obviously at a disadvantage.

With just two moves, Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang, who were watching the battle not far away, already knew clearly in their hearts - Qi Xiaoyun was at a disadvantage, while Qiqi Xiao had the advantage. She used her spinning skills and exquisite knife skills to suppress Qi Xiaoyun's physical advantage; at most After three or four more blows, Qi Xiaoyun's fighting spirit was frustrated, while Qiqi's fighting spirit rose. With one going down and the other going up, the two of them were about to decide the winner.

really.

After three consecutive blows, Qi Xiaoyun retreated again and again, the sword in her hand trembled, and her steps began to be messy; Qiqi was aggressive, her little body spun faster, and she was about to slash out with the sword in her hand again.

"Hong Anqi, wait!" Qi Xiaoyun paused with her feet, retreated more than two meters with a whoosh, and shouted: "I used the sword technique taught by my brother just now, now I have to get serious and change my gloves. Fight you!"

Qiqi stopped for a moment, stopped the sword in her hand, blinked her big eyes a few times, and said with a chuckle: "Qi Xiaoyun, none of your brothers are as powerful as my brother Yuan Qing. If you want to change the gloves, just change them. What can you change?" It’s no use, I’m going to beat you today to make you convinced!”

"Humph, you will regret your stupid decision." Qi Xiaoyun trotted to the edge of the training ground, threw away the small combat knife, took out a pair of alloy gloves from the alloy box, put it on her hands firmly, and ran back to Qi Xiaoyun. In front of Qi, he shouted: "Hong Anqi, every mountain is higher than the other. I will let you understand this truth today!"

Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

These two little girls are both little people, they talk like little adults, they do one thing after another, they fight and talk, and they sound quite similar to each other.

After putting on the gloves, Qi Xiaoyun's aura immediately changed; her face became solemn, her feet were slightly straddled, she let out a soft drink, and her fists suddenly struck hard - bang, bang, bang! With three consecutive explosions, her arms swelled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, her white and delicate skin turned red, and the light cyan blood vessels under the skin bulged high, as if she was overwhelmed and seemed to burst!

"Do it again!" Qi Xiaoyun gritted her teeth violently, and her fists were about to collide again.

However……

"Miss Qi." At the edge of the training ground, the white-haired butler of the Gui family who accompanied Qi Xiaoyun bowed slightly and reminded: "Young master Xiaogui has ordered you to have a maximum of three explosions in today's battle. If you continue to explode, your body will not be able to bear it. , there is no need to compete with Princess Qi, you will be seriously injured yourself."

Qi Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, feeling the powerful Qi and faint sharp pain gushing out of both arms, and solemnly nodded: "Okay, the third level is also enough, it is enough to defeat Hong Anqi!"

During the entire outburst, Yuan Qing remained silent, clearly feeling the changes in Qi Xiaoyun's energy, and her heart moved slightly - she was a fighter, and she had not yet entered the first level, but her body had already begun to accumulate true energy; the explosive energy just now seemed to be Some kind of special secret technique feels inexplicably familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

While Yuan Qing was thinking about it, the two little girls were already fighting each other again. Qiqi seemed to feel Qi Xiaoyun's strength. Her little face was extremely serious. She held a knife in her right hand and charged. She stepped hard on the ground with her left foot, and her little body flew 1.6 meters into the air. Seventh, curl up the waist, hold the sword with both hands, and spin and slash - the sixteenth posture of the Emperor Wu Sword, breaking the waves!

"Hong Anqi, give up!" Qi Xiaoyun yelled, straightened up, swung his right fist like a cannon hammer, and punched the sword falling from the sky.

boom!

The fist and knife collided, and a small wave of air spread out with a roar. Qi Xiaoyun's body was as stable as a mountain, while Qiqi's palms hurt, and her hands were released. The alloy sword was directly knocked away by Qi Xiaoyun's fist; her body rolled back and fell to the ground, stumbling. Go backward.

"You lose!" After a successful punch, Qi Xiaoyun dropped her right arm, alternately rushed forward, and hit Qiqi's face with her left fist.

At this moment, Yuan Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly remembered something - what Qi Xiaoyun used just now was very similar to "Punch Like Sword". However, Qi Xiaoyun is a fighter and does not have psychic powers in her body, so she cannot combine psychic powers with her body. But her punch uses true energy instead of spiritual energy, just like a variant of "punch like a sword". It is a unique way of exerting force that is exclusive to fighters. This method is very clever and cannot be understood at the moment.

At the same time, Qi Dongyang's expression also changed - Xiaoyun's punch was too powerful. Once it hit Princess Qi's face, the injury would be horrific, the King of Siberia would be furious, and even the Qi family would have a huge headache!

"Princess Qi will be fine." Beside Yuan Qing and Qi Dongyang, the white-haired butler's expression remained unchanged and he waved his right hand lightly.

Buzz…

In front of Qiqi, an invisible material barrier of true energy formed instantly, like a piece of pale golden silk, extremely soft and tough, separated between Qiqi and Qi Xiaoyun.

The next moment, Qi Xiaoyun's left fist hit the zhenqi barrier firmly, and a powerful impact wave suddenly broke out; behind the barrier, Qiqi, who was already stumbling back, could not stand still and was hit by the impact wave. With a "yeah" sound in his mouth, his feet left the ground and flew backwards with a bang.

It was at this moment that the ninth-level martial saint "Colonel Han" who was responsible for Qiqi's security and the ninth-level female magic saint "Colonel Zhuo" took action at the same time. They were so fast that they almost turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Qiqi before she landed. Coming over, I couldn't even see clearly how they took action. Qiqi's body regained its balance in the air and her feet landed firmly on the ground.

"Han Changwu, Zhuo Fengning." The white-haired housekeeper seemed to have known the two colonels for a long time, and nodded slightly.

Colonel Han Zhuo nodded in return at the same time, then looked down at Qiqi next to him, smiling bitterly... Qiqi was not injured, but her big eyes were full of tears, and she pursed her lips tightly, trying not to let the tears fall. Come down - I didn't defeat Qi Xiaoyun, I was embarrassed in front of brother Yuan Qing!

"Hong Anqi, do you accept it?" Qi Xiaoyun has taken off her two alloy boxing gloves, the skin on her hands has burst, and blood is dripping on the ground; she sucks in cold air from the pain, her arms are shaking, but her face is full of He was proud, with all kinds of strange expressions intertwined on his little face. He walked not far in front of Qiqi, raised his little head like a proud little peacock: "Your brother is also somewhat capable, but he is definitely not as good as my little devil." Brother, Hong Anqi, whether you accept it or not, I won today!"

Qiqi couldn't hold it back, tears flowed out loudly, and she ran towards Yuan Qing not far away.

"Miss Qi, come here." The white-haired housekeeper knelt down with a loving face, stretched out his fingers and tapped Qi Xiaoyun's arms a few times, and the bleeding stopped instantly. He took out a small metal box from his pocket and gave it to Qi Xiaoyun. Qi Xiaoyun's two forearms were covered with fresh and cold milky white ointment, and then she explained carefully: "The third level of explosive energy is still a bit reluctant. Take a good rest within a week. You can't practice, and you can't do anything with Princess Qi again. Miss Qi must remember this. "

Qi Xiaoyun nodded obediently, her little face full of joy: "Grandpa Yuan, please go back and help me thank brother Xiaogui. I am very happy to beat Hong Anqi today. When my injuries are healed, I will go to him immediately to continue studying."

"Okay, I will definitely bring it." Butler Yuan stood up, bowed to Qi Xiaoyun, and then nodded to the two colonels Han Zhuo again, but there was no movement. He flew into the air, with the strong wind whistling beside him. It quickly broke through the air and left.

Han Zhuo and the other two watched Butler Yuan leave, smiled in acquaintance, then turned to look at Princess Qi who was crying with Yuan Qing, and secretly shook their heads - Princess Qi had lost miserably just now. If there was no Qi barrier protection, Qi Xiaoyun's punch would be enough Princess Rangqi was seriously injured.

"Woo, woo!" Qiqi hugged Yuan Qing's arm tightly, her little body was twitching with tears, and she was choked and speechless - she could lose to anyone, but she couldn't lose to Qi Xiaoyun, she felt so uncomfortable!

Yuan Qing stroked Qiqi's little head, bent down and whispered comfort; Qi Dongyang frowned and shouted: "Qi Xiaoyun, come here!"

"Why, aren't you happy that I won the battle?" Qi Xiaoyun came jumping up and down, looked at Qiqi who was crying, and stuck out her bright red tongue: "Why are you crying? I didn't cry when I lost to you. , you are six years old and you can only cry!"

Qiqi ignored her and cried harder while hugging Yuan Qing.

"What did you think, why did you teach you such a crazy secret method?" Qi Dongyang was obviously unhappy, and said with a straight face: "Xiaoyun, how old are you? This method is very harmful to the body, and you are not allowed to learn it again in the future. "

Qi Xiaoyun curled her lips and said, "Why don't you learn? Brother Xiaogui's secret medicine is very good. I have been using it when I was practicing. I will be fine. In order to defeat Hong Anqi, I begged for a long time. Brother Xiaogui suffered. I can't help it anymore, I'm finally willing to teach...Brother, don't worry about this, I'm an adult, not a child like Hong Anqi who can only cry. I can take responsibility for myself."

"You..." Qi Dongyang's face became angry and he waved his hand to hit him, but he was reluctant to actually hit him.

Yuan Qing held Qiqi with his left hand, looked at Qi Xiaoyun with a smile, and asked: "Sister Xiaoyun, I am your brother's friend and a spiritual warrior. Can you tell me what the secret technique was just now? I have some curious."

"You are Hong Anqi's brother and my archrival." Qi Xiaoyun looked up at Yuan Qing and smiled: "So, I'll keep it a secret."

Qi Dongyang put down the right hand he had just raised, glanced at Yuan Qing, and then looked at Qi Xiaoyun: "I am your brother, do you want to keep it a secret from me?"

"I knew you would ask." Qi Xiaoyun pursed her lips: "Brother Xiaogui said that this is a secret. You can't tell anyone. If you tell me, you won't teach me the rest."

After saying that, the young lady from the Qi family once again looked at Qiqi, who was crying, triumphantly, and with proud little steps, turned around and walked towards the junior S1 class.