Chapter 949 Die From Shame!

Under the soft moonlight, two petite figures stood facing each other.

Xiao Sang gently wiped her little hands on the corner of her skirt, then cupped her hands at Xiao Yue, and said shyly:

"Xiao...Xiao Sang... Please give me advice from my sister."

"Hee hee, I don't dare to take advice. Xiao Sang, I know your strength very well."

Xiaoyue's bright and big eyes flickered, she stood up straight suddenly, and said suddenly:

"Xiaoyue, Xiaosang's 245th duel...start!"

brush!

As soon as the words fell, the tension on Xiaosang's face disappeared, and even her evasive eyes became brighter, and she flew out at the same time as Xiaoyue.

Huh!

Luo Feng frowned.

From others' point of view, the two girls shot at the same time, but he could see clearly that Xiao Sang, who looked weak before Xiaoyue, was not really weak.

"Myriad Butterfly Palms."

There was a screeching sound.

Xiaoyue shook her right hand, and her sleeve immediately swelled up, and her plain little hand pressed down on Xiaosang.

In an instant, there were palm shadows everywhere in front of her, enough to see how fast the palm was.

bang bang bang bang...

Pressing out a palm, Xiaoyue's petite body erupted with a low bone-thumping sound, like thunder.

This is exactly the characteristic of the fifth level of the chakra realm: bone explosion and thunder.

Back then, when Luo Feng stepped into the fifth level of the Chakra Realm, it took a lot of effort.

Faced with the swift and violent palm, Xiao Sang suddenly opened her eyes wide.

In the next moment, a light flashed in her eyes, and her dress fluttered like a butterfly. Her petite figure suddenly accelerated, and she actually passed through the shadows of dense palms.

"Myriad Butterfly Palms!"

The hem of the skirt fluttered, and Xiao Sang's graceful figure spun half a circle in the air, performing the same palm technique, one palm with overlapping palm shadows,

Attack on Satsuki.

Facing the roaring palm shadow, Xiaoyue frowned slightly.

She couldn't tell the reality of the palm shadow like little Sang Na, and the way to deal with it was simple and rude, making a fist with her right hand and stepping out with one step.

"Flying Butterfly Loves Flowers!"

With a soft shout, Xiaoyue punched out a punch. The originally gentle fist strength was in her hands, but it was domineering. The small fist seemed to have a sharp penetrating power. It was torn apart by Qi Jin, revealing Xiao Sang's figure.

There was a murmur of murmurs all around. Seeing these short fights, many people nodded with appreciation.

All the people present were famous people from the big shopping mall, so their eyesight was naturally not low.

Although the two are weak in cultivation, but they practice the same martial arts, yet they display two artistic conceptions, one strong and one soft, and their powers are not bad, each has its own level, which is really rare.

Moreover, the fight between the two is not rigid and unpredictable, and at this age, it is rare to see people with this level of martial arts.

brush!

Faced with Xiaoyue's mighty punch, Xiaosang did not retreat or evade. Seeing that she was about to be hit, an unimaginable scene happened.

"Butterfly Dance!"

The toe of the right foot touched the ground lightly, Xiaosang's speed increased suddenly, and his figure flew up, forming a faint afterimage. The delicate figure brushed past Xiaoyue's right fist, and turned back to slap Xiaoyue. Moon left shoulder.

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind, at the moment of crisis, Xiaoyue bit her red lips with her white teeth and stomped her foot on the ground.

boom!

The ground shook, and the hard bluestone floor tiles cracked, and Xiao Sang's palm strength shifted a little, and the two passed by.

"good!"

Someone couldn't help cheering.

Originally, seeing that it was two young girls competing for advice, they just held the mentality of watching, but at this moment, many people changed their thinking.

This duel was full of ups and downs, thrilling everywhere, and the level of intensity and excitement was no worse than those duels between Golden Palace geniuses.

Snapped!

Stabilizing her figure, Xiaoyue patted her slightly developed chest, gasped lightly, looked at Xiaosang and said with a smile:

"Xiao Sang, your body skills have improved again."

"I... I'm just lucky. My sister's Ten Thousand Butterfly Palm is so powerful, and Xiao Sang dare not resist it head-on." Hearing the praise, Xiao Sang's face turned red, and she returned to her usual weak state.

"Let's decide the outcome quickly. Let's see who can get the young master's reward."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Xiaoyue's mouth, she squeezed her plain fist and said, "Be careful, I'm coming."

Soon, the two played against each other again, their graceful figures intertwined, which was pleasing to the eye, like elves dancing under the moon.

"Wan'er, were you the one who taught them the palm technique?"

Luo Feng looked at Yang Wan'er and said.

Yang Wan'er shook her head: "I just gave them the secret book and gave them a few random pointers. The master leads the door in, and cultivation depends on the individual. You should be clearer than me about this."

Luo Feng nodded, neither the academy nor the Golden Palace would interfere too much with the cultivation of the disciples.

The same martial arts, different people practice, have completely different opinions. If you forcefully interfere, it is easy to overcorrect and backfire. This is the experience summed up by the predecessors from countless failures.

Xiaosang and Xiaoyue's cultivation bases are almost the same, and they practice the same kind of martial arts, so they are evenly matched.

Thirty strokes... forty strokes... sixty strokes...

After sixty strokes, there was a sudden change.

The power of Xiaoyue's palm technique gradually weakened; while Xiaosang's strikes became faster and faster, making people dizzy, and his power gradually increased accordingly.

boom!

Finally, Xiaoyue made a negligence, and Xiaosang stuck her in front of her body, and she was shaken back several steps.

"elder sister!"

Xiao Sang hurried to Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue patted Xiaosang's head, curled her lips and said, "Your palms are so soft, how could I get hurt?"

Xiao Sang heaved a sigh of relief, closed a pair of delicate fists in front of her body, her eyes showed a little excitement, and calculated carefully:

"Xiao Sang, Xiaoyue duel. Xiaoyue won 872 times; Xiaosang won 874 times; tied 299 times! In total, 245 times!"

Raising his eyes, Xiao Sang showed a smile on his lips, "Sister, I won two more times."

"I know! I won't play tricks, and I will win next time. If we win twice, our results will be the same. Hmph!"

Xiaoyue's face was full of depression. She and Xiaosang fought against each other before, and the number of victories between the two had never exceeded once. It was the first time that the team lost twice in a row.

When everyone heard the innocent conversation between the two, knowing that it was a small game between two young girls, they couldn't help but smile.

There are also many caring people who have calculated in the bottom of their hearts. Two thousand four hundred and fifty duels, even two duels in one day, will take nearly three years, and I can't help but pay a little more respect to the two little girls. It is no accident that the two can have today's strength. One step at a time.

"Master, Xiao Sang won."

Xiaoyue brought Xiaosang in front of Luo Feng, without saying a word, just looked at Luo Feng with a smile on her face.

How could Luo Feng not know the other party's thoughts, took out a brocade bag and handed it to Xiao Sang, "This is a reward for you."

This battle proved his guess in the bottom of his heart, and he gained a lot.

Xiaoyue's eyes fell on the brocade bag, and there was a bit of envy in her eyes, which quickly disappeared, and she pulled Xiaosang, "Xiaosang, don't hesitate to thank the young master."

Xiao Sang shook her head, and said in a low voice, "Sister doesn't have a prize, and Xiao Sang doesn't want it either."

"You...you're mad at me!"

Xiaoyue stomped her feet hard.

Luo Feng smiled and said, "Xiao Sang, don't refuse yet, just open it and have a look."

Little Sangbei bit her red lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the brocade bag and opened it, inside were two brand new first-grade storage rings.

"Storage ring!"

Seeing the storage ring, Xiao Sang's eyes lit up, and Xiao Yue exclaimed even more.

They often saw the guards of the Golden Palace using storage rings. The appearance of coming and going as soon as they were called made the two sisters envious for a long time. Several times they dreamed that they had a storage ring.

Although the first-grade storage ring is not too expensive, but for the two sisters, the price is also an astronomical figure, and they can only secretly envy it, never expecting that the gift Luo Feng prepared turned out to be a storage ring.

"Master...Master, why are there two storage rings?" Xiao Sang calmed down first, puzzled.

Xiaoyue blushed anxiously and couldn't speak, so she pulled Xiaosang aside and whispered for a while.

Xiao Sang's eyes suddenly turned red, and she returned to Luo Feng with a blushing face.

"How about it, are you satisfied with the prize?" Luo Feng asked with a smile.

Xiao Sang nodded with a blushing face, and said gratefully: "Xiao Sang thank you, Master."

"Do you know how to use it?"

"I asked the warriors in the mansion, and they said that as long as they look at the storage ring, if they want to hold something, they say 'pretend to be aggressive' in their hearts! If they want to take something, they say 'release', and that's it!" Xiaoyue said.

Luo Feng was stunned, the explanation was simple and straightforward.

"Master, we won't bother you any more. If you have anything to tell us, Xiaosang and I are right there."

"Master, Xiao Sang goes down first."

Xiaoyue couldn't wait to try the storage ring, so she hurriedly said goodbye, and the two ran out one after the other.

After the two left, Han Xuan looked at Luo Feng and said with a smile: "Hehe, so you also have this side. I heard you talk about cultivation, so I thought you met another cultivator."

Luo Feng smiled lightly:

"There are some things that people have to do to live, but they can't just live for this thing. The two are not contradictory."

Hearing this, Han Xuan was taken aback for a moment, thought carefully, then suddenly shook his head and said with a smile:

"Fortunately, you have to leave early tomorrow morning. If you stay for a while longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the big shopping mall alive. To die in shame is also considered as a shining example of the past."

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