599 The Speech Spell of Big Sister (1/2)

The Speech Spell of Big Sister1

On the training field, Zhu Shiyao's unexpected appearance, as well as the tit for tat imposing momentum, made the crowd stupefied.

Among these people, it was Zhan Ziye who was surprised the most.

He even had to use his hand to close his slackened jaw before he could speak.

”Junior Sister Qianqian, I'm sorry that I have previously misunderstood you. I thought that professional managers like you are just a bunch of vampires who just took the money but didn't work. Unexpectedly, you do have some skills. You have long expected that Zhu Shiyao would jump into the stage and thus push me to challenge him… I see what you mean. I can't win on my own, but if I join hands with Zhu Shiyao, there's a chance that we are able to step Junior Brother Wang Lu under feet…”

”Shut up!”

Qianqian unceremoniously pierced the lightning rod needle into Zhan Ziye's thigh, which caused the latter to immediately roll on the ground in pain.

At the same time, the full-of-curiosity spectators, who had previously surrounded Zhan Ziye, this lead disciple of Ten Thousand Arts Sect, quietly retreated at a distance—mainly based on the fear of Qianqian. It was best to stay away from a woman who could torture to death the experienced lead disciple of Ten Thousand Arts Sect.

Qianqian herself turned a blind eye to all of this. She was a professional manager, and her only task was to assist Zhan Ziye to walk on the right path. Today was a good opportunity—although Wang Lu was strong, he was by no means invulnerable. His offensive and defensive attributes were indeed unsolvable, but he did not have an absolute advantage in speed. As long as Zhan Ziye could fully display the flying thunder technique, he could at least stand on an invincible position. Although Zhan Ziye would end up losing in a protracted fight, in the current time constraint, the two could not possibly fight a protracted fight. And during this limited time, it would not be possible to determine the winner and loser, and thus, naturally, it would be counted as a draw.

The result of the battle with Wang Lu would be very beneficial to the current Ten Thousand Arts Sect. Unfortunately, all these were destroyed by Zhu Shiyao.

Two against one, not to mention the possibility of not being able to defeat Wang Lu—even if they could really win, what fame would Zhan Ziye get from that? What would Wang Lu and Zhu Shiyao think of Zhan Ziye who rashly disrupted things?

It was indeed a pity. No one knows when such an opportunity would present itself again...

Qianqian shook her head and sighed, and then she pulled Zhan Ziye by dragging his right foot, pulling him from the scene under the countless people's gaze.

At the same time, the situation on the stage was also very awkward.

Wang Lu looked at his Big Sister for a long time and then sighed.

”Big Sister, are you here to praise me for my cultivation base advancement and divine swordsmanship?”

While speaking, Wang Lu once again lifted his Rouge Tears. The whole muscles in his body tensed up as he prepared for another fight.

He was very clear on what kind of person his Big Sister was.

Strictly speaking, Zhu Shiyao was a pure, kind-hearted, and helpful girl. Her nature was undoubtedly good after being educated and nurtured by Daoist Master Feng Yin. The problem was, apart from being a pure, kind-hearted, and helpful girl, she was also a swordsman that would focus on no other thing when it came to sword art.

And in her eyes, everything in this world was related to the sword. Therefore, basically, when being together with her, one could not see her pure, kind-hearted, and helpful girl being, but only a cultivator who was crazy with sword arts.

Once Zhu Shiyao entered her crazy-for-sword mode, she might not even acknowledge her family. And right now, in front of him, her crazy-for-sword mode was really obvious.

”Very well, Big Sister, I know you're in a sword heat again. After you saw my three sword attack combos, you couldn't help yourself, right? Alas, I know that it's useless to scold you for not recognizing the time and place. Then come and feel it, so that we can take a break.”

With that, Wang Lu directly launched his primal chaos sword qi.

This sword qi was like a grey dragon that split the heaven and earth apart as it pounced on the opponent. The imposing might of the sword terrified many of the spectators outside the arena.

This was not an attack that could be blocked directly with strength. Fortunately, although the sword strike itself was powerful, it was slower than normal. If one wanted to dodge it with all of one's might, one should be able to do it, not to mention a super elite cultivator like Zhu Shiyao.

However, the next moment, Zhu Shiyao's choice surprised many of them. She raised her sword forward, aiming the sword tip at that primal chaos sword dragon for a direct confrontation, unexpectedly wanting to break this irresistible sword strike toughness for toughness. And just when people thought that the girl would be swallowed up by the sword dragon, there was a shining starlight on the training field, and that thick sword dragon disappeared without a trace in that starlight.

Wang Lu helplessly shrugged. ”What a formidable stellar divine eyes.”

The full blow of an immortal sword should be flawless in the eyes of anyone in the same stage, and even beyond the imagination. Unfortunately, in Zhu Shiyao's eyes, it still had a lot of flaws. She aimed at those flaws and used only ten percent of her strength to break that all out attack.

If they continued to fight under this exchange ratio, the one who would lose would be Wang Lu… Although he had the advantage in cultivation base, it was not absolute. During the recent time, Zhu Shiyao's advancement in cultivation base was equally astonishing. She hadn't been completely left behind by him. Right now, his strength was about twenty percent more than her.

In this ten to one strength ratio fight, he could not afford to take it slow.