The Naughty Senior Sister
Students Are Not Takers!
Lan Xihe's eyes formed a crescent moon and her sweet smile turned into more and more— uhuk! Forget it, it is very difficult to describe with the appropriate sentence.
Lan Xihe's soft and warm voice entered Yan Xu's ears, "Oh, ouch ... Husband, just now you prostrate in front of your wife, another wife has arrived again ..."
Glucose!
Yan Xu gulped down his saliva which felt extremely bitter. He did not know whether to laugh or cry was also happy because he was given an interesting storyline idea from Master. However, Yan Xu was already convinced that he would suffer another beating.
He tried to smile while shaking his head left and right, trying to explain honestly his ignorance, "Guru— ..."
Not yet had time to take out the thousand reason man style, he heard a very unpleasant voice coming from the side of the right shoulder.
Cracks!
Yan Xu, the unfortunate person who played the role of husband in the current peak-shoot game, felt a tremendous pain on the part of the shoulder held by the slender hand of his teacher.
The pain was caused by the shifting of the bones and joints on Yan Xu's right shoulder. The pain of shock suddenly started to radiate throughout the body, making Yan Xu's facial expression distorted yet he still maintained his warm smile.
Yan Xu immediately sent Miao'er a look of help, but the voice transmission from his junior sister had knocked him down violently into the mud pit.
"Senior sister, you brought this on yourself. Junior sister can't do anything. So, with a heavy heart, Miao'er could only say that it was quite enjoyable," such was Ye Miao'er's cold voice transmission to Yan Xu.
Right now Yan Xu really wanted to cry as well because of the various irrational reasons used by Master to immorally beat him up. He immediately changed his mindset, from pain to excessive fear.
'I have to do something that will create fear so that it will make me forget the pain!'
The problem was how he could create such a situation. Yan Xu's brain was spurred on in search of an opportunity in a microsecond, until he finally found a shortcut to the door of Hell.
Yan Xu chuckled amusedly as he stared straight into his teacher's eyes.
Lan Xihe who saw the oddity raised her eyebrows, "Something wrong, Husband?"
Yan Xu shook his head gently to the left and right while saying, "My wife Xihe, that's the cause because you took too long to make— Kgghh!"
Bukkk!!!
Before Yan Xu could finish the word "bachelorette", Lan Xihe had already used her pure physical strength to kick the unruly disciple until he had bounced several tens of meters in the air.
Finally the chance he wanted arrived, Yan Xu desperately moved his left hand to press the dantian point on his right shoulder to heal from the injury.
'Hehehe .. I— huh?!'
Just now feeling excited, yet his face was already grasped by the slender, smooth hand of the immortal elf Lan Xihe!
Lan Xihe threw Yan Xu again to the ground with all her pure physical strength. Causing his mischievous disciple to roll around like an omelet rolled on a cutting board.
It made Yan Xu's fear a little spurred on— because he had deliberately added the impact of fear of getting beaten up by Master in his subconscious. The method caused Yan Xu to feel fear until he broke out in a cold sweat and forgot about the pain for a while.
He immediately moved his entire body, suppressing all the injured dantian points. After recovering, he used a soul pursuit technique and took a distance of several kilometers from Lan Xihe who was still using pure physical strength while chasing after him.
"Teacher! The disciple was not a submissive man who would always be willing to be beaten!" yan Xu shouted.
He picked up some talismans and spread them in the air. Then, Yan Xu stomped his toe to the ground creating a wind pressure that caused the talismans in the air to be seen moving away at random places.
Lan Xihe stomped her feet firmly, so only a white cloth could be seen flying at high speed and air shock waves scattered around.
At the same time, Yan Xu frowned because his immoral remarks were also strange sentences accusing him of being a man loyal to many women.
'Teachers? Which crooked doctrine do you want to teach other students?! This disciple is not a husband who will cheat! Please don't say a sentence that will bring about misunderstanding!'
Yan Xu wanted to cry as his dignity as the eldest disciple might be destroyed after this incident.
He formed a hand seal so that the talismans scattered in the air shone brightly, making the vision of those around him impaired. In fact, cultivators would not be able to peek with his divine consciousness.
So, they could only use approximate abilities as well as battle experience. Yan Xu who had already closed his eyes first, took out a few poisonous little blades that were behind the sleeves of his robe.
'Calling me an unfaithful man? Don't expect me to forgive that false accusation before trying to poison you to the point of drowning!' such was the content of the immoral mind of the shameless delinquent disciple.
Yan Xu threw the ten knives into Lan Xihe's running path.
When the light from the talisman disappeared, Lan Xihe was finally able to see several small blades precisely aiming at various vital points. He immediately released the restriction of not using any qi energy on his body.
"God!" lan Xihe shouted straight towards the small blade.
The small blade turned upward due to the shockwave from Lan Xihe's shout.
Seeing that, Yan Xu moved a little of his finger. It can look a little bit long thin wire rope and connected with the knives that he has thrown. The ten small blades again fixed their direction towards Lan Xihe and tightly sealed the dodge path!
"Avatar!" exclamation Lan Xihe.
A beautiful fairy girl avatar in pure white and had a height of ten feet enveloped Lan Xihe's body.
He grinned towards Yan Xu while directing a reproachful gaze, trying to provoke the emotions of his mischievous disciples.
Yan Xu untied the wire rope by cutting the qi energy that was being channeled from his finger. After which, he created a light green-colored energy sword with a blue glint of clouds that struck ferociously around the blade.
"Want to fight an avatar with just an energy sword?" Lan Xihe casually observed Yan Xu while stroking her beautiful chin.
Yan Xu smiled gently and replied, "Teacher, Disciple is just a gold core cultivator who hasn't even forged his gold core in full. It was clearly impossible for the Disciple to form an avatar, also having the help of a golden core that was still in the process of forging."
Yan Xu quietly formed an array of energy sword formations. The core of the formation was on a small energy sword located on his left index and middle fingers, hidden within the sleeves of his immortal robe.
"However, the Disciple could still outsmart the speed of the opponent's avatar attack!"
Along with his shout, a huge formation array was already active with a light blue light under their feet. Not only that, on top of Yan Xu's head formed an energy sword of ten feet with an extremely thick concentration and the same aura as the energy sword in his right hand.
"What an incredible concentration of energy swords," Lan Xihe muttered while looking at the gigantic sword in the air.
Yan Xu raised the hilt of the energy sword with both hands, he made a slashing move. The gigantic energy sword that was on top of his head moved according to what he did. The trajectory of Yan Xu's energy sword slash led to Lan Xihe's white avatar!
".... However, avatars were stronger than energy swords!" shouted Lan Xihe.
His avatar height turned to fifty feet. The avatar created an energy sword in his hand and casually slashed at Yan Xu's. A shockwave snatched around them.
Su Yueyin had already made an energy shield to protect the spectators, so the two of them could do whatever was necessary while refraining from damaging the Peak Wind region.