Chapter 84： 2nd flying needle

On the ring, Bai Fang was dodging with his injured left leg, and Sun Ming frowned.

He saw what Bai Yu was talking arrogantly inside, but he couldn't hear anything because of the formation isolation.

In the middle of the process, White counterattacked repeatedly, but all of them were blocked by the flame shield.

"Hahahaha, Master Zhou is just like that."

Looking at the embarrassed Bai Fang, Bai Yu laughed happily.

"Has your spiritual essence bottomed out?"

Suddenly, Bai Fang, who was silent, made a sound. After dodging another fireball from Bai Yu, he slowly stood still.

"what?"

Bai Yu's laughter, whose chest was rising and falling rapidly, stopped.

He raised his hand and ran the magic formula again, but this time, because there was not much spiritual energy left, the speed of the operation was much slower.

Before he could finish, a shrill sound of breaking through the air came.

Subconsciously, Bai Yu immediately gave up the current offensive tactics, and turned to quickly run the pyrotechnic shield.

This kind of protective magic formula is often extremely fast in the operation of the spirit element. During the breath, the fire shield appears, and the last trace of the spirit element in Bai Yu's body is drained.

Bai Yu's face was also pale.

The fire shield exploded, and the flying needles flew.

Without giving Bai Yu a chance to breathe, just as the fire shield exploded and the repulsive force dissipated, another scream sounded!

Another flying needle!

Zhou Ji looked at the situation on the field with a smile on his face, but he quickly subsided. This white side is not bad, he has his own style!

He taught Bai Fang and Sun Ming for a few months, and always reminded them to exercise fine control over the spirit energy.

After several months of training, White has been able to successfully control the two flying needles. In contrast, Sun Ming's progress was a bit slower, but he also completed the control of the second cyclone a few days ago.

This time, Bai Yu couldn't resist in time. The flying needle passed through his dantian very easily, twisted flexibly behind him, like sewing clothes, and drilled into his back.

"Ding."

Just as the fatal blow was about to succeed, an ice wall appeared behind Bai Yu, which condensed in his breath.

The referee made his move.

The flying needle just left a dent on the ice wall, and was then bounced onto the erected shield.

"Bai Fang, win!"

In the indifferent voice of the referee, the doctors who had been prepared a long time ago came to the stage and lifted Bai Yu, who was still in a sluggish state.

The injury of dantian being pierced is not too big, but it is definitely not too small. If you don't have a year and a half of careful cultivation, it is very likely to hurt the root.

After the two decided the winner, Bai Yusheng turned around and left the martial arts arena, showing no sign of nostalgia. He didn't even look at Bai Yu, who was surrounded by doctors.

In contrast, White's treatment was obviously much better.

As soon as Bai Fang stepped down, a doctor rushed to treat the leg injury, and Bai Yingsheng also came over. However, some young people jumped a little more and gave Bai Fang a bear hug in front of Bai Yingsheng.

"I'm going! Bai Fang! You're an idiot! You've crossed the fourth level, and you've won all the battles?!!"

Sun Ming's performance was even more exciting than White's own, it looked like he was winning. Just by looking at how the two are familiar with each other, no one would have guessed that a few months ago, the two were still fighting each other in the sectarian exam.

When Sun Ming was finished holding Bai Fang excited, Bai Yingsheng stepped forward and patted Bai Fang on the shoulder, but did not get any intimate response.

"Sir Father."

Bai Fang bowed and saluted, showing estrangement in his respect.

Looking at Bai Fang's appearance, Bai Yingsheng's eyes darkened.

"Well done."

Bai Yingsheng's throat moved and slowly opened his mouth.

"Thank you, father."

Bai Fang's head didn't even lift up, he still kept his salute posture, extremely respectful.

Fortunately, Zhou Ji and his party, who had just come over at this time, relieved the embarrassing atmosphere of the father and son a lot.

"Master Zhou, Fang Fang has taken more care of you during this time. I will personally come to your house at noon to thank you. Do you think it is convenient?"

Bai Yingsheng's stiff mouth curved into an arc.

"Welcome, of course welcome!" Zhou Ji replied with a smile, then turned his attention to Bai Fang. "I've almost become a salted fish recently. Of course I can't ask for guests to come."

At this time, Bai Fang finally raised his head and glanced at Zhou Ji, with joy and anticipation in his eyes. After Zhou Ji gave him an admiring look, Bai Fangcai was slightly relieved.

Xiaorui, who is in Zhou Ji's arms, is a lot more straightforward: "Brother Bai Fang is awesome! He's as good as when my eldest daddy used to be!"

Hearing what Xiao Rui said, Bai Fang's ears turned a little red, and he hurriedly bowed to Zhou Ji again.

"I still want to thank Master Zhou for his guidance."

"Haha, it's also because of your own talent that I just happened to meet." Zhou Ji smiled and patted Bai Fang on the shoulder.

"Then it's settled. I have other things here, so I'll excuse me first." Bai Yingsheng, who received Zhou Ji's reply, was in a much better mood. He said sorry to Zhou Ji, and then said goodbye and prepared to leave. At the same time, he signaled White to come with him, but at this time, White rarely followed Bai Yingsheng's intention.

"Father, I still have some insights from the discussion here just now. I need to consult with Master Zhou. If you are busy, you can go. I will go back by myself later."

Bai Yingsheng's face froze slightly, and he looked at Zhou Ji with some embarrassment.

"Okay, Bai Fang can go back with me first if he wants." Zhou Ji naturally saw the invisible gap between the father and son, and he was very understanding at this time.

After Bai Yingsheng left, he felt that Bai Fang's tense body relaxed a lot.

"Master ZhouI..."

Bai Fang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain something.

Zhou Ji was the first to speak: "I did a good job just now, but it's not safe enough. If I were to use the same level, Bai Yu wouldn't be able to force my second flying needle."

Hearing Zhou Ji say this, Bai Fang's happy face suddenly collapsed.

"You are not familiar with and control enough about the first flying needle." Zhou Ji opened his mouth while leading Bai Fang out, and simulated a needle formed by the wind in his hand. "Look, just now your flying needle was bounced off like this."

Zhou Ji said, directly controlling his wind needle to stab his body. It's just that before the wind needle touched his body, it was thrown away by a layer of wind shield outside the body.

Under Zhou Ji's deliberate control, he almost restored 60% of the situation just now.

It's just different from Bai Fang's second flying needle. Under Zhou Ji's control, the wind needle condensed by himself flipped backwards twice in the air and then stopped abruptly, rushing towards Zhou Ji again, and then in the air. Dissipated invisible in mid-air.

"His spiritual energy has already been exhausted, so why should he reveal his trump card?" Zhou Ji said, and suddenly thought of the word trump card. "Although this time is different from the past, if you leave this planet of Bai's and go to some chaotic star fields, these cards are your chances to survive at a critical time."

"What Master Zhou taught is!"

Bai Fang hurriedly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, while Sun Mingzhi, who was beside him, also looked at it thoughtfully.

"By the way, did Bai Yu irritate you with trash talk in the ring just now?"

Zhou Ji didn't speak until he had finished explaining the question to Bai Fang.

Hearing Zhou Ji's words, Bai Fang's expression darkened.

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