1575 Chapter 1,644: I⊠Have never lost!
Not valued? Are you kidding me?
Ming looked at this little girl who pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger, and the corners of his mouth curled up⊠âŠ
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Mutants were indeed not well-liked in the orthodox elven families, but this did not include the weapon spirit. This was a high-quality mutant whose status was almost comparable to that of a phoenix. If a phoenix was a natural-born mage.., then the weapon spirits were the elvesâNatural-born Weapon Masters!
Their unique talent allowed them to have extremely high weapon proficiency, and they also had a unique talent that other races did not have to change the attributes of their weapons. This was especially true in the highly sensitive job families like windwalker, Shadow song, and the Holy Church, which were good at using weapons. The status of the weapon spirits was definitely higher than that of the Phoenix. Other than the shares of the Orthodox direct descendants, perhaps they could not be given to them, but the resources would definitely not be neglectedâŠ
In the Shadow Song clan, there were eleven elders. She remembered that there were two artifact spirits whose status was not lower than that of the direct descendantsâElders!
And it was even more impossible for this little girl to say that she was not valued. Although this little girl was not the traditional Shadow Elf of the Shadow Song clan, her talent was so high that she was probably on par with the royal family. How could such an existence not be valued?
There was also the other partyâs obviously exaggerated artifact spirit talentâŠ
She knew that her masterâs Azure Heart was a top-notch sword forged by the Divine Austria clanâs master, Gulidan. To be able to resonate to such a degree with such a junior, the other partyâs bloodline talent was probably not ordinaryâŠ
Thinking of this, Ming took a deep breath and very seriously adjusted her breathing to reach her best stateâŠ
After these few days of experience, she didnât dare to look down on the talents in the world anymore. After all⊠⊠It wasnât the first time she had seen someone stronger than her⊠âŠ
âUm⊠arenât you going to take a break?âFeng Doudou asked carefully.
âNo needâŠâafter Ming used the royal red lotus breathing technique to adjust his breathing, the blood vessels in his body lit up with a scarlet light, and his Qi and blood returned to their best state.
âPlease!â
Mingâs crimson eyes narrowed, and a fierce light flashed in them. His aura instantly soared!
Mr. Jian saw that His Highnessâfighting spirit was high and so cautious, and he nodded his head in satisfaction. To be able to be so cautious even when the other partyâs level was one level lower than hers, it seemed that His Highness had matured a lot after these few days of experience.
âOhâŠâFeng Doudou swallowed a mouthful of saliva. With the other partyâs solemn stance, this sandbag of his wouldnât be able to escape so easily. âŠ
Eh⊠Letâs take things one step at a timeâŠ
Feng Doudou waved his short sword and directly stabbed towards his opponent.
This simple opening of the federationâs basic sword technique made Mingâs heart jump. Not long ago, there was a wood elf who also used this simple and unadorned sword technique, causing him to not be able to escape from the shadows!
Ding! !
The two swords clashed, and Ming cautiously used a parry to block the opponentâs thrust and observe the opponentâs next move. Light Sparks flew out, and the energy of the two formed faint ripples in the air⊠âŠ
Ming frowned slightly. The opponentâs speed and strength were not bad, but this level⊠⊠It was only aimed at ordinary nobles. It should still be quite a distance away from their level⊠âŠ
At the very least, it shouldnât be enough to feed him a move, right?
Ming glanced at his master from the corner of his eye, but he saw that the other party wasnât moving at all. There was still a faint smile in his eyes⊠âŠ
This situation caused Mingâs expression to change. He immediately parried the Crimson Longsword in his hand and once again exchanged blows with the other partyâs short sword. At the same time, he took advantage of the fact that the other party had already used up all of his old strength and had yet to use up all of his new strength to cast the âquakeâSpell!
With a loud thud, the other party groaned and staggered back. He even spat out a mouthful of blood⊠âŠ
âCough⊠No, no, no⊠I wonât fight anymore⊠I Wonât fight anymoreâŠâFeng Doudou leaned against the tree and waved his hands. âYouâre too powerfulâŠâ
Ming frowned slightly and sheathed his longsword. He looked at the other party seriously for a few seconds before saying faintly, âYouâre acting pretty wellâŠâ
Feng Doudou:ââŠâ
Ming: âThe action of retreating and the physiological reaction of the injury are very similar to the level of strength I used just now. However, under normal circumstances, the part of the sword that received the most force was abnormally stable. According to your performance just now, even if the sword in your hand didnât directly fly away, it should at least be out of your hand. No matter how bad it is, it shouldnât be as stable as it is now, right?â
âEhâŠâFeng Doudou looked at his arm in a daze, it was so stable that it didnât even tremble. It was just as the other party said. Other than the internal organs being damaged, the arm that was the first point of impact should be the most severely damaged. Even if the weapon was still in his hand, his tendons and meridians should be damaged, how could he hold the sword so firmly?
His acting shouldnât be so bad, right?
Feng Doudou sighed slightly. Just now⊠⊠Perhaps it wasnât that he hadnât considered it at that moment, but the genes in his blood subconsciously refuted his actions⊠âŠ
This sword was too good. It was so good that she couldnât bear to throw it away so quickly, because she knew that if it really left her hand, once the other party took it back, she probably wouldnât be able to touch it againâŠ
Thinking of this, Feng Doudou subconsciously touched the cold body of the swordâŠ
The icy blue short sword emitted a faint blue light under her touchâŠ
Ming stared at him and said faintly, âSee⊠Itâs unwilling. What about you? Youâre unwilling to use such a good sword to put on an act, arenât you?â
Feng Doudou raised his head and looked at him. He was as proud as the sun, so dazzling that she was almost dizzyâŠ
âHuâŠâFeng Doudou let out a long breath and slowly stood up⊠âŠ
Mr. Jian, who was in the distance, was slightly stunned. He carefully looked at Feng Doudou. At this time, there was a hint of coldness in his breath. Mr. Jian was very familiar with this cold air. It was the unique cold air of the Azure Heart. But at this time, it was coming out of a personâs mouth⊠âŠ
âItâs not unwillingâŠâ
âHuh?âMing was stunned and looked at him in confusion.
âI said⊠Itâs not unwillingâŠâFeng Doudou narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword with infatuation. âIt just likes meâŠâ
Ming:ââŠâ
âI like it too⊠Thatâs why I didnât let it go just nowâŠâFeng Doudou waved the short sword in his hand slightly, and an extremely fine ice-blue tornado formed from the unique ice element on the sword. Ming was stunned once again⊠âŠ
Although the colors and attributes were different, the technique was the same. This small movement was a special technique of his Red Lotus Sword formâŠ
âIf you want me to fight you seriously, you have to think carefullyâŠâthis time, when Feng Doudou raised his head and looked at his opponent.., his eyes became extremely sharp, like an unsealed peerless sword. In an instant, the sharp glint was almost exactly the same as the jade-blue heart in his hand!
âI⊠Havenât lost before!â
The confident sharpness made even Ming du lose his focus for a moment, as if he had seen the him who had never lost before!
Feng Doudou smiled slightly. He gently raised the short sword in his hand, and the crisp sound of the sword soared into the sky!
It seemed that it was indeed not suitable for him to compromise. Ever since he joined the Sea of stars and was reborn, he had become less and less like the previous him who was good at getting things done.
After arriving at a large place, she reminded herself to tuck her tail between her legs and keep a low profile. After all, this place could not be reborn, and her lord was not some thigh⊠âŠ
But it seemed that she still could not do it. She⊠⊠From the moment she held the sword, whether it was Leng Xing, who had the best technique, or Li Goudan, who had unparalleled talent, she had never lost, not even once!
How would he know how to disguise himself?
So⊠Since he didnât know how to disguise himself, then⊠⊠! ⊠Heâd better keep winning!
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