Su Luo was immediately frightened.

She wanted to move, but found that her speed was like slow motion in the movie, slowly making people vomit blood.

"Click!"

A clear voice sounded in Su Luo's ears.

Then, Su Luo watched as his body was cut into two pieces by the cold sword.

It was as if firewood was split from it, and it fell to the ground in response to both sides.

Su Luo was stunned.

Then, before she could react, she saw a white light flashing in front of her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Luo realized that he had returned to reality, and his master was sitting in front of her with a smile.

"Master!" Su Luo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and patted his chest with lingering fear.

The feeling of death just now was so real, which made her feel like she was a different life.

Rong Yun curled up his thin red lips slightly: "Too weak."

"Uh..." Su Luo scratched his hair embarrassedly.

Her performance just now was really terrible. If it were a real battle, she would have been on the ground now.

"This jade pendant is..." Su Luo vaguely noticed it.

"Simulation battle." Rong Yun didn't keep it a secret and said bluntly, "Li Aochen inside is his real strength."

"Can this still happen?" Su Luo was completely eye-opening.

Her master is so good, right? He can actually simulate Li Aochen's real strength, and also let her mental power enter the jade pendant and try it over and over again.

"It's only one month before the next game." Rong Yun always speaks so slowly, but extremely sharp.

Su Luo suddenly became depressed: "One month... is not enough."

After all, Li Aochen is at the tenth level, and she is a small ninth level who has just been promoted. There is a big watershed between the ninth level and the tenth level, and the gap is very large.

"If you can't win until the day of the game, then you will abstain." Rong Yun glanced at Su Luo in front of him with his outlook, with a cold look on his eyes.

"The disciple must do his best!" Su Luozheng pointed his head, his eyes extremely tenacious.

Su Luo turned around and left.

Her slender back has a kind of cold and aloofness, but more firmness.

Watching her leave, Rong Yun stroked the white jade ring on his thumb with a bare hand, his eyes half-closed, and there was a touch of intoxicating tenderness under his dark eyes.

"Luoluo, you will win." Rong Yun smiled gently.

He told Su Luo about Yanhua's incident that year, not because he was full, and he knew that Su Luo had a stubborn and unyielding feeling like Yanhua.

Su Luo strode away.

After returning to Nanshan, after giving a statement, he went into seclusion directly.

In the room.

Su Luo sat cross-legged on her legs. She looked at the fiery red jade pendant in her hand, remembering the despair she had been shrouded in the shadow of death. After taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and her spiritual consciousness entered the jade pendant.

As soon as Su Luo entered, he saw Li Aochen wielding his cold sword and running towards him!

Damn Li Aochen!

Su Luo made seals with both hands, and soon a flame shield appeared in front of her.

The orange flames burned wildly, very threatening, blocking Li Aochen's path forward.

However, before Su Luo could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Aochen actually rushed into the sea of ​​fire like a madman, regardless of the consequences!

"Fire Element Immunity?" A trace of horror flashed in Su Luo's eyes!

But the situation was critical and she didn't have time to think about it.
Chapter completed!