The destiny of the great demon god made Zhou Wen the master of the sky, more free than birds. After Zhou Wen understood it deeply, he found that in this state, he could do many things that others could not imagine.

Feng Qiuyan was still a little restrained at first, afraid that his knife would hurt Zhou Wen, but the more he fought, the more he realized that Zhou Wen's body movement was too strange and incredible.

He had never seen a person who could just floating in the air and fighting him, or lying across the air, as if the laws of science did not exist in Zhou Wen at all, completely breaking Feng Qiuyan's previous experience in fighting with humans.

Many of the body movements that Zhou Wen showed were all that he had never thought about before. Zhou Wen's body movements simply broke through the imagination space of human beings.

"The coach is worthy of being a coach!" This made Feng Qiuyan very excited. She waved her sword to fight Zhou Wen, wanting to see more of Zhou Wen's unique body movements.

Zhou Wen's body movements are becoming more and more strange, while Feng Qiuyan's sword technique is becoming more and more peaceful, responding to changes with constant change. Feng Qiuyan seems to be truly understanding the mystery of using stillness to control movement.

Zhou Wen began to gain some advantages with the ability of the great demon god's destiny, but gradually, he found that every time Feng Qiuyan swung a knife, it would make him feel very uncomfortable, as if he had blocked his various body movements, and he felt like he had returned to nature.

Zhou Wen is now immersed in the duel, focusing entirely on fighting, thinking about how to get rid of the current predicament.

However, no matter how different Zhou Wen's body movements change or how strange it is, it is difficult to shake Feng Qiuyan's sword skills. Every sword of Feng Qiuyan has been simplified, seeing through thousands of changes, and finally only relegated to one sword.

With one sword, the flowers fell away, and the dew was washed away. Feng Qiuyan's sword technique finally achieved great success.

Zhou Wen's body movements are constantly changing, and he can barely avoid Feng Qiuyan's sword technique, but the space for movement is getting smaller and smaller, and he is constantly oppressed by Feng Qiuyan's sword technique.

This powerful pressure not only did not make Zhou Wen feel panicked, but instead felt a vague feeling of excitement, but his brain was calmer and clearer than usual.

Zhou Wen was constantly looking for the possibility of breaking Feng Qiuyan's sword technique, squeezing every possible point of his own, and turning the impossible into possible.

The fate of the Great Demon God and the Demon God Era Eternal Qi Art are also constantly being squeezed, allowing Zhou Wen to feel their existence and function more deeply. Only in this way can Zhou Wen be able to make better use of them.

Gradually, Zhou Wen discovered that the Demon God's Chronicle and the Destiny of the Great Demon God were somewhat different from what he had previously understood.

They do have a powerful blessing effect on speed and flight ability, but their true power is not just that. This kind of Yuanqi Art from the foreign land seems to have a more profound true meaning.

As usual, Weigo came to the driving range early in the morning. He came to the driving range so early, not for practice, but for waiting for others.

Although the vice president who is responsible for managing the driving range is only a vice president who does not have much power in the college, he usually doesn't care about anything.

But Weigo knew that the vice president seemed to be just a vice president who had no real power in the college. But in fact, the vice president had a very deep background. According to the news that Weigo received, a president of the student in the past few years could stay at the school to teach, and it was done by this vice president.

You should know that even the executive vice principal can’t do it, but he can do it.

So Weigo heard that the vice principal would come to the practice field to take a look in the morning, and basically came to the practice field every morning to practice in a pretentious manner, in order to leave a good impression on the vice principal, and even to establish a relationship with the vice principal so that the vice principal could give him some help in the issue of his stay in school to teach.

Weigo knew how important it was to him to teach at school. An Jing could disdain the position of student president, and Li Xuan could also disdain for the qualification to stay at school, but he couldn't.

He is not a pride of heaven like An Jing, nor does he have Li Xuan’s family background. If he wants to seek a future for himself and his family, staying in school to teach is undoubtedly the best way.

In this crisis-ridden era, the college is undoubtedly one of the safest places. Staying at Sunset Academy and bringing all of its parents here is Wago's goal, and he has been working hard for it, even by any means.

But it was too difficult to stay at Sunset College to teach, so difficult that Weigo didn't want to give up any hope.

When Waggo came to the driving range, it was still early, and only a few students used various equipment to practice in the hall, and they did not see the vice principal.

Weigo was very satisfied with this. He went into the dressing room to change his body skills and was preparing to find a more conspicuous position to practice, waiting for the arrival of the vice principal.

But when Weigo passed by a practice room, he heard a faint sound coming from it. The sound was a bit like a knife tearing the air.

"Someone used the practice room so early?" Weigo was a little curious, walked to the door of the practice room, pushed the door, and found that the door of the practice room was not locked, so he pushed the door open and looked inside.

After seeing this, he immediately widened his eyes and saw two figures practicing indoor fighting. One of them used a knife. The sword technique made people feel chilled. Just standing outside the door watching made Weigo feel a sense of fear that he was about to be killed by the sword energy.

The other man had no weapon, but he was just relying on his body skills to dodge the terrifying sword technique. Under such terrifying sword technique, his body was still as elegant as an immortal.

Weigo has also seen many mentors using swordsmanship and body skills. As the president of the student union, he has more opportunities to contact mentors than ordinary students. He also has opportunities to have some mentors exclusively on the venue. He has seen many mentors fighting, but the swordsmanship and body skills of the two men in front of him give him a feeling he has never had before, and it seems to be stronger than the mentors he has seen before.

"Zhou Wen... Feng Qiuyan..." Wei Ge recognized the two, and was stunned for a moment, as if he could not believe that the two people fighting here were not mentors, but students like him, and they were juniors in the lower grades.

Weigo stood outside the door, staring at the two of them fighting in a daze, pushing the door like that, without going in or leaving, as if he was a little stunned.

boom!

At this moment, Zhou Wen's aura burst out suddenly, and an indescribable force gushed out of his body, like a transparent flame burning.

"He is condensing his life soul..." Wei Ge's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Zhou Wen in the air, as if he had been petrified.
Chapter completed!