"Could it be that this kid is practicing body training?"
A group of Fuzhen Academy monks looked at Li Xuan with surprise in their eyes, and they no longer dared to look down on this hairless young man.
"Senior Brother Bao, did you work too hard last night and your hands slipped?"
Someone suddenly laughed.
"I think Senior Brother Bao is merciful and shows mercy."
There is humanity again.
"Promise, accept, accept!"
Li Xuan also cupped his hands and smiled.
The monk named Bao's face turned red and he silently stepped aside without saying a word.
In the eyes of others, this look made them think that if he didn't miss it by accident, he must have let it slip on purpose.
Li Xuan looked around and said calmly: "There are two more swords left, which one will come?"
The monk surnamed Pang looked ugly. He was a discerning person and could vaguely see Li Xuan's methods. He already felt a little regretful in his heart. He really shouldn't have agreed to this three-sword agreement.
But after boasting in front of so many people, it's too late to regret it now.
With his mind slightly moved, the monk surnamed Pang winked.
Taking his hint, a tall and strong monk stepped out and slowly drew out the flying sword on his back.
"Wow!"
Seeing this monk's flying sword, Li Xuan's mouth opened wide. He felt that the other party was really shameless! This was not a flying sword, it was clearly a door panel! The monk was tall and strong, but it was seven feet longer and wider than this one.
Compared to the five-foot flying sword, it actually felt like a child playing with a big gun! The huge flying sword flashed with cold light, and Li Xuan smiled bitterly and said: "Hey, this sword should be considered a double, right?"
There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and some people even gloated: "The bigger one is also a flying sword, don't try to cheat!"
Li Xuan scratched his head in distress and said, "Forget it, for the sake of the alchemy room's reputation, come on!"
The tall and strong monk glanced at Li Xuan and said proudly: "You are nosy, now you know you regret it, right?
There has never been a whole corpse under my flying sword. I will go to hell later, so don’t blame me!"
Li Xuan spat and said: "Stop talking nonsense, just come on.
Even if I was chopped into a hundred pieces, I would not frown."
Lu Qingchen, who was beside him, turned pale and called out repeatedly: "Junior brother, senior sister has received your great favor, please don't bear it any more."
Oriole looked relaxed. Her evil eye opened and she could clearly see that Li Xuan's whole body was like steel plates.
Even though the flying sword was powerful, it might not be able to hurt him at all.
"I hate guys like you who can barely show off to women, so just die."
The tall monk was not very good-looking and was not favored by female monks.
Seeing Lu Qingchen's concern for Li Xuan, he felt even more angry.
He stopped talking nonsense, raised his arm, and the huge flying sword struck Li Xuan's head with strong winds.
"Didn't you say stabbing!"
Li Xuan cursed, and the spiritual power in his body began to flow rapidly, and his body became like a large solid piece of iron. Facing this menacing slash, Li Xuan exhaled loudly, bent down slightly and struck hard with his back.
Collision passed.
"Bang..." Li Xuan's body trembled slightly, but he managed to hold on.
But it really hurts! "Li Xuan!"
Lu Qingchen exclaimed, and if she wasn't surrounded by a group of monks, she would have rushed over.
Oriole was also startled. She glanced at her evil eyes and felt relieved when she saw that Li Xuan's internal organs were not injured.
The monks who were watching were stunned. They were hit by such a big flying sword, but they were still alive?
Could this guy be made of iron?
"Hiss...it hurts so much!"
Li Xuan grinned.
The shirt on his back was completely torn, exposing his back.
A bruise spanning the entire back appeared on the fair skin, looking like a ferocious giant centipede! By now, everyone knew that Li Xuan had a body that could not be hacked.
The tall monk was also stunned. He knew best the power of his sword. Not only did he fail to cut Li Xuan in two, he actually didn't even tear a piece of flesh. This really made him unbelievable.
"Isn't he an iron man?"
The tall monk's face was filled with heat and he retreated angrily.
Once the two swords were connected, his strong strength was revealed, and finally no one dared to underestimate Li Xuan anymore.
The monks in Fuzhen Academy all looked ugly, but the monks who were watching the excitement began to cheer for Li Xuan.
"Well done, little brother from the alchemy room!"
Someone cheered.
"You're a smart boy. I'll treat you to a drink after you take the third blow."
Others joined in the fun.
Li Xuan opened his mouth and vomited some blood foam, then he chuckled and said: "There is only one sword left, who will come?"
"Junior brother Li, don't hold on any longer."
Lu Qingchen said with a trembling voice.
Li Xuan frowned slightly, waved his hand at Lu Qingchen and said, "Senior Sister Lu, can you just shut up?
This is a matter between men now, so just watch from the sidelines.
It’s not too late for you to cry and cry when I’m dead!”
Being scolded by Li Xuan, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but froze. Tears were rolling in his eyes, but he didn't dare to fall, for fear of distracting Li Xuan.
But Oriole stuck out her tongue and whispered to herself: "I thought senior brother was masculine, and I was right."
Li Xuan took a deep breath, straightened his spine, straightened his waist again and said, "Hey, I'm not asking you to take flying swords, so don't be too slow?"
The group of monks all held their breath and looked at Li Xuan silently. Even though there were nearly a hundred monks crowded around, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground.
"Little brother, you are a man!"
The monk surnamed Pang sighed, gave a thumbs up and said, "If there hadn't been a conflict between us, I would have given you a toast."
"Let's wait until the fight is over to make a toast or something."
Li Xuan grinned, "I think you are considered a figure in Fuzhenyuan, so you might as well do this last sword attack."
The monk surnamed Pang did not expect that Li Xuan would take the initiative to challenge him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
The other monks in Fuzhen Academy were all refreshed and looked at him with hope.
With a wry smile, the monk surnamed Pang could only take a step forward and slowly drew out the flying sword.
As soon as the flying sword was unsheathed, light suddenly overflowed.
The monks around him exclaimed, and Oriole's expression changed, and he reminded Li Xuan loudly: "Brother, this is a high-level flying sword!"
Li Xuan's heart moved.
He had already seen that the cultivation level of the monk surnamed Pang was very high, and he was afraid that he would be above the level of Tianhua Luanhuan. He did not expect that the flying sword was so powerful. It was really a tough idea.
Facing Li Xuan, the monk surnamed Pang was also secretly frightened. His view of Li Xuan had changed from initially dismissive to incomprehensible.
"This person has tempered his body to such an extent that it is difficult to deal with him."
The monk surnamed Pang thought to himself.
He was very aware of the power of the two swords just now. The first monk used the "Snake Pattern Sword Technique", which was known for its sharpness and viciousness.
The flying sword of the second monk was even more powerful and heavy, and no ordinary monk could resist it.
These two monks are both masters in the Talisman Array Academy. I thought that either one of them could kill Li Xuan easily, but I didn't expect that Li Xuan had extraordinary abilities and was able to resolve them one by one.
Li Xuan's strength was beyond the expectations of the monk surnamed Pang. He pondered for a moment before taking action, and then slowly raised his sword.