At this time, Zhang Fengshui suddenly turned his head, and his pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a sword pierced at Sikong Xiao, "I thought so back then."

Sikong smiled confused, "What do you think?"

Zhang Fengshui's eyes were faint, as if what was said had nothing to do with him. "I thought that hard work could make up for the limitations of my talent."

When Tai heard this, he smiled embarrassedly and turned aside with embarrassment.

Shi Zhentian frowned, his voice as loud as a bell, "Senior Brother Zhang, is this sentence wrong?"

The old saying goes: Diligence can make up for shortcomings, but the achievements are due to reluctance. If you don’t work hard, what’s the point of no matter how high your talent is?

Hearing this, Zhang Fengshui shook his head lightly, and did not answer Shi Zhentian's words. He just looked at Sikong Xiao again, with his firm eyes with determination.

"Sikong Xiao, you have a very talented martial arts cultivation. You can be said to be a talented person. From the time I saw you, I knew you would become an excellent sword cultivator."

Sikong Xiao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "So what?"

"So, I want to take you on this path of sword cultivating!"

Zhang Fengshui said confidently, but Sikong Xiao found it ridiculous, "Zhang Fengshui, although I want to call you a senior brother in terms of seniority, but in terms of cultivation, you are a third-level martial arts practitioner, I am a third-level spiritual practitioner, tsk tsk...what do you take me on this path of sword cultivation?"

As soon as Sikong's joke came to an end, Zhang Fengshui's expression did not change much, but Taipa and Shi Zhentian opened their mouths at the same time, and looked at Sikong Xiao standing beside him with a look of surprise. Shi Zhentian shouted incrediblely: "Are you a third-grade spiritual cultivator?!"

"uh-huh."

Sikong Xiao responded in a depressed voice, turning his head over and was puzzled, "What are you doing so surprised?"

"Third grade!"

Tail is a little hysterical. What is the cultivation level of the third grade? It is equivalent to having already caught up with the strength of the backbone of the four countries in the previous generation! Sikong Xiao has just entered the school, and he is actually a third-grade spiritual practitioner?

Then I am too bad!

With the expression of Taiba and Shi Zhentian looking at ghosts, he said... No, it was more like a whistle! A faint coldness suddenly locked himself.

Looking along the coldness that could only be felt by the intuition, Sikong Xiao was surprised to find that Zhang Fengshui had drawn out the sword at some point, and the tip of the sword was facing him! It was less than one meter away from his throat!

This is really ironic. One second ago, I swear to ask him what qualifications he has to teach him, but the next second I was pressed against the throat without any notice.

After practicing to the third level, Sikong Xiao naturally knew... the distance of this meter is no different from a distance of one centimeter!

Zhang Fengshui raised his eyebrows, "Try it?"

Sikong choked for a moment and immediately raised his head, "Okay! If you can't use it here, let's go out!"

Zhang Fengshui nodded expressionlessly, and walked out without saying a word. Sikong Xiao was not willing to be outdone, and followed him and rushed out.

Seeing Sikong Xiao look like he is not afraid of boiling water, Shi Zhentian frowned and put it on Sikong Xiao's shoulder, and shouted: "You are not his opponent!"

"How did you see it?"

Sikong Xiao was a little unhappy. Why is she no longer the opponent of Zhang Fengshui?

"Miss Second, you have to be careful... That black-faced god is not an ordinary person..."

The tail also leaned forward and looked at Sikong Xiao with a worried look; two pairs of shiny eyes in front of him staring at him, looking at him as if you were to be abused later, and Sikong Xiao was furious. Without saying a word, he snorted coldly and rushed out.

Humph! Let you see my mother’s power later!

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The sun was booming, and the strong sunlight casted rays of light from the lush forest. Zhang Fengshui stood quietly under the big tree with his sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed.

Sikong Xiao looked at the person in front of him and knew that he was ready to go. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the hellfire in his body was ignited again and again, and his fighting spirit was extremely high. He curled the corners of his lips and Sikong Xiao had already entered a state of fighting.

"rustle…"

The wind came, the trees shook, and the light spots cast by the sun on the ground shook, making people's eyes unconsciously confused. Good opportunity! Sikong smiled and his eyes slashed, and his figure shook, as fast as lightning.

"Clang..."

Qingyue's sword sounded, but the long sword in Zhang Fengshui's hand was not unsheathed, and it actually made a buzzing sound in the scabbard!

Sikong's eyes flashed slightly, and she was also quite knowledgeable about weapons. Since the sword was in the scabbard, it sounded like a sword, which means that the sword had already become spiritual, and the second was that the sword had become integrated with the human being, so that it would first exert the sword energy before it attacked.

A policeman in his heart, Sikong Xiao changed his moves immediately without a single blow.

With a "touch", Sikong Xiao fists came out together, and the aura of the third-level martial artist overflowed and hit the door directly on Zhang Fengshui's face!

"hiss…"

The gasp sounded from the side, and Shi Zhentian and the others widened their eyes and stared at the confrontation between the two in front of them with a focused look. For them, this was a rare opportunity. Observing the battle was much more straightforward and rough than practicing moves against the air.

What surprised them was that Sikong Xiao not only did not fall into the disadvantage, but instead pressed Zhang Fengshui on his head.

Seeing that Sikong Xiao looked stupid, he turned out to be hiding his hands...

A sharp aura hit the face, and Zhang Fengshui's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Although Sikong Xiao had a very strong talent in spiritual martial arts cultivation, most people would follow him and specialize in one go. Unexpectedly, Sikong Xiao was actually a spiritual martial arts cultivation!

Moreover, not only is he a third-level spiritual practitioner, but he also has the power of a third-level martial artist!

Sikong smiled and pursed his lips. His eyes locked Zhang Fengshui. Will he draw his sword?

"Swish..."

Sure enough, it was true that Sikong Xiao had thought. Zhang Fengshui's hand holding the sword was slightly shaken, and the long sword was immediately unsheathed!

As soon as the sharp sword blade came out, the aura that Sikong Xiao exerted was cut into two pieces in an instant, and the hair in Zhang Fengshui's ear was blown back by the sharp fist wind.

This sword energy is indeed sharp!

His eyes flashed slightly, Sikong laughed without saying a word, his palms were recycled, and his body turned into a lightning flash and disappeared into the air. Humph! I can't compare to you in the moves, so I don't believe you can have the speed of my thunder escape!

"Swish...swish..."

Since Sikong Xiao broke through to the third-grade spiritual cultivator, the speed of thunder escape has increased to an incredible state. At this moment, the thunder and lightning surrounding Zhang Fengshui has become a huge power grid.

"Hey, Brother Shi, this second lady is actually a thunder-type spiritual root?"

Shi Zhentian nodded, "It seems to be."

"No..."

His tail tilted his head. I heard that the people in the Gu family are all ice-attributed spiritual roots...

Sikong laughed very fast, and the lightning was still emitted but it didn't dissipate. In just a few breaths, the plum blossom was like being surrounded by a ball of blue light.
Chapter completed!