Yun Luoxue, however, had no intention of talking nonsense to him anymore.
The wind in his palm surged forward, approaching Yin Mo: "I will give in if I don't ask."
"interesting."
Yin Mo uttered three words as light as the breeze.
At the same time, he bent his body and swayed slightly to avoid Yun Luoxue's attack.
Yun Luoxue's bright eyes flashed a few times, she stopped, looked up at Yin Mo, and the corner of her mouth twitched faintly.
Immediately, he used a magic formula with his left hand, and a little light green power gathered into a glass ball, which began to rotate rapidly.
Seeing this, Yin Mo's eyes moved slightly, but his body remained motionless.
But he said one sentence: "Little girl, please worship me as your teacher."
Yun Luoxue blinked lightly, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, she looked so lively.
Qiao smiled sweetly, but she responded with very decisive words: "Dream."
Yin Mo sighed and said with a very regretful look: "Do you know how many people in the world want to worship Yin Mo from Yin Mo Palace as their teacher.
Do you know that as long as I, Yin Mo, call for disciples on the street, I guarantee that everyone in Kyoto will ask me to take them in."
Yinmo said that she was very powerful.
But in fact this is really what happened.
He is really powerful.
With his martial spirit, few people in the entire Mingfeng Continent dare to compete with him.
Yun Luoxue glanced at the light green aura on her finger and smiled seductively, "I don't care."
At the same time, his finger pointed at Yin Mo from afar.
A smile that is absolutely beautiful.
Eyes as bright as stars.
The light green light left the fingertips and turned towards Yin Mo.
This is the primary martial spirit energy, light green.
The early stage is cyan.
Mid-term blue.
The pinnacle is purple.
"Oh, what a beautiful ball of light." Yin Mo admired it sincerely, not wanting to dodge it.
"There is a thorn in the beauty." Yun Luoxue responded with a smile.
Yinmo shook his head: "This is true, just like you, there is a thorn in the beauty. But..."
Stretching out his palm, clasping his fingers, his voice was as clear as ever: "But I like it."
As the words fell, the light green halo was absorbed into the palm of Yinmo's hand.
What is different from before is that the light green halo is faintly surrounded by a trace of blue light spots.
Green meets blue.
Blue entwined with green.
That looks so beautiful.
Yun Luoxue finally frowned, her martial spirit was in the middle stage.
Is this person... a genius?
This man looks to be only in his twenties, but he has actually reached the middle stage of martial spirit.
There is still one stage left before reaching the peak.
Hidden stranger?
Yinmo from Yinmo Palace?
Who is he?
Now, Yun Luoxue felt a little ups and downs in her heart, and was surprised.
But after the surprise came calmness.
She can do what others can do.
In the past thirteen years, she has cultivated into the early stage of martial spirit.
In just thirteen years, she has reached a level that others may not be able to reach in their lifetime.
She believes that in ten years, she will be as strong as the man in front of her.
And as far as she knows, there has never been a peak martial spirit in this world.
That is the best of the best.
That's a legend, that's a myth.
However, in her opinion, can this person become a legend in the future?
And can she become a legend in the future?
It's all just unknown.
But it's not impossible.
"Little girl, what do you think? Do you want to consider becoming my teacher?"
Yinmo stretched out his palms, looked at the halo in his palms, and asked the question just now.
The green-blue halo reflected on Yinmo's silver mask, giving it a sparkling water color.
It looks like an illusory existence.
Yun Luoxue looked away, her tone as clear and calm as ever: "Delusion."