C89 Eight Trigrams Burning Palm
"What? We're going to fight with you, teacher?" Feng Yixiu was stunned on the spot.2
"You did not hear wrongly, there is no need to summon the battle spirit, let's fight with all our might." Ms. Jialan Ziyu said seriously.
"What, then aren't you bullying little kids! I won't fight! " Feng Yixiu quickly refused.
What a joke! Jialan Ziyu was a fourth level Eighth Rank War Spiritualist, even if she did not summon her battle spirit, she would not be a match for her!
The War Spiritualist's class was not only an increase in Spiritual Energy s, it also included a comprehensive increase in strength and speed. Even if he had activated the Bloodline Communication Spirit himself, he would still not be his match.
"Don't worry, I will suppress my class to the level of a first grade War Spiritualist."
Jialan Ziyu didn't care about whether Feng Yixiu answered or not, she just sprinted towards Feng Yixiu.
Feng Yixiu didn't even have time to react before he was thrown over his shoulder cleanly. At that moment, stars appeared in both of his eyes.
"Teacher, are you serious?" Feng Yixiu struggled to stand up and held his waist in pain.
Ms. Jialan Ziyu completely ignored Feng Yixiu's pleas for mercy as she steadily took a horse stance. Her hands and feet seemed to be working together in a rigid and supple manner.
Then she waved at Feng Yixiu, indicating that he should attack.
"Then I won't be polite, Thunder Mode!" Feng Yixiu also became serious.
Suddenly, Feng Yixiu's entire body was wrapped by lightning. His whole body became extremely fast, constantly moving around Ms. Jialan Ziyu, preparing to launch a surprise attack.
However, he was surprised to find that although Ms. Jialan Ziyu was standing still, he had a feeling that there was nowhere for him to go. It was as if he was facing an impregnable fortress.
"I don't care! The first strike is the strongest! "
Feeling the Spiritual Energy's energy rapidly flowing through his body, he was no longer allowed to delay any longer!
With a sprint, he circled behind Jialan Ziyu and landed a punch directly on her back.
This punch of his was naturally filled with all his strength. He did not believe that he could injure Ms. Jialan Ziyu that easily.
Just when Feng Yixiu was half a meter away from Jialan Ziyu, Jialan Ziyu finally started to move. It was as if he had eyes behind him as he accurately dodged Feng Yixiu's attack.
At the same time, her slender fingers accurately hooked onto Feng Yixiu's wrist. Immediately, Feng Yixiu's arm felt powerless.
"This... Could it be a capturing technique? " Feng Yixiu was shocked. He immediately changed his fist into a palm and nimbly flipped his wrist to get away from Jialan Ziyu's grasp.
However, just when he wanted to increase the distance between them, he suddenly felt a strong suction force coming his way. He couldn't help but approach Jialan Ziyu's direction.
"Eight Trigrams Burning Palm!"
Jialan Ziyu smiled. A layer of purple flame wrapped around his hand as he struck Feng Yixiu's chest with his palm.
However, in the nick of time, Feng Yixiu used both of his arms to protect his chest.
However, even so, he was still sent flying more than ten meters away by the powerful force, directly flying into the pool.
No matter how slow Feng Yixiu was, he understood that his teacher had activated the Bloodline Communication Spirit and seemed to be much better at it than him.
No! If this carried on, he would definitely be single-handedly slaughtered!
He had to think of a way!
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