The big eyes rolled slightly, said "Please!", and then stood still.
Shuo Feng didn't know why, but he didn't choose to take action.
Instead, he stood still and made no move.
Zhang Haobo looked at the two of them suspiciously, wondering what they were up to.
After a long time, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Shuofeng's face: "Little sister, didn't you say you wanted to fight me? Why don't you do it?"
Su Xiaomei replied seriously: "My brother always taught me to respect the elderly and love the young when walking outside. You are so much older than me, I will definitely let you strike first and then fight back!"
Shuo Feng seemed to be shocked by Su Xiaomei's words and was slightly stunned.
Then he said with a solemn expression: "I already know your intentions. But I can barely count you as half an elder, and of course I have to give in to the younger generation."
"You should take action first!"
"No, no, no, you should go first..."
"You first!"
……
Zhang Haobo looked at the strange scene of the two people being humble to each other, and his expression couldn't help but become weird.
"This is called Shuo Feng..."
Thinking back to the time when he kept provoking Shen Yurou, and when he saw that the other party never had the intention to take action, there was a look of disappointment on his face.
Zhang Haobo couldn't help but realize something.
"Okay, it seems that you can see it, little sister. The exercises I practice are a bit special." After a while, seeing that the two of them were still in a stalemate, Shuo Feng stopped hiding it.
Frankly said: "If I don't get attacked by others, I can't make the first move. So, I'd better ask you, little sister, to go first!"
Su Xiaomei looked as if this was indeed the case, and she was a little proud.
But then it became serious.
A layer of faint red flames appeared on his body, and he actually used his own foundation-building rare item [Spiritual Fury Fire] when he came up.
The air was distorted, and Su Xiaomei disappeared in an instant.
But next to Shuofeng, six identical figures appeared at the same time.
They all look like Su Xiaomei, but the expressions on their faces are different.
Joy, anger, sadness, fear, thought, worry.
Furthermore, the flames on their bodies all show different colors.
Six clones surrounded Shuofeng, using fists, palms, fingers, legs, elbows, and shoulders, each using close-up moves.
The flames mixed with colorful private colors are about to hit Shuo Feng.
"Fancy!"
Shuo Feng's voice sounded at this moment.
A white light flashed.
Draw several zigzag lines in the air.
"Bang!"
I don’t know what happened, but Su Xiaomei’s six clones were all hit in an instant.
It stagnated in the air for a moment, then let out bursts of air explosions, and was blown away at a terrifying speed.
"That's all..."
Before Shuofeng finished speaking, the six flying bodies suddenly disappeared.
Appear next to Shuofeng again.
Moreover, the speed remains unchanged.
But the direction changed to sprint towards Shuofeng.
Another white light suddenly appeared.
Six flying bodies were shot away again.
Much faster than before.
But it's no use.
Just a moment later, Su Xiaomei's flying body was filled with boiling flames, and she returned at a faster speed and approached Shuofeng.
What greeted them was still a dazzling white light.
Got knocked away again.
……
The battle continues in this process.
Su Xiaomei's clone attacks are getting faster and faster.
And Shuofeng's white light lit up more and more frequently.
At this time, Zhang Haobo, who had been watching the battle for a long time, finally saw the clues.
That white light is a sword.
A wooden sword.
Every time the white light lights up, a wooden sword suddenly appears.
Then Shuofeng used his sword to lightly slap Su Xiaomei.
"This speed..." Zhang Haobo was shocked.
Judging from Shuofeng's ease of use, he obviously didn't use his full strength.
Even so, the strength shown is extremely terrifying.
Zhang Haobo asked himself that if he changed positions with Su Xiaomei at this time, he would probably be defeated in just a few moves.
"However, little sister, it seems that he has not tried his best..."
In the center of the battlefield, Shuo Feng seemed to be tired of this back-and-forth game.
"Not bad. But that's the end of it!"
With a solemn look on his face, he used the sword edge this time.
The white light lit up and flashed across the six clones in an instant.
Countless silver threads exploded from the body.
In an instant, the clone was cut into countless pieces.
Scattered all over the place.
However, neither Zhang Haobo nor Shuo Feng's expressions changed at all.
"Hehe!"
"Woo!"
"Ah!"
……
Various sounds came from the broken pieces.
As if they all have their own consciousness, they keep squirming on the ground and move closer to each other.
After a while, six clones were formed again.
After the "resurrection", their respective expressions seemed to be a little richer.
"It's interesting." Shuo Feng, who was besieged again, finally looked more serious.
Six identical wooden swords appeared next to him in an instant.
The six clones facing Su Xiaomei respectively.
While blocking the clone, Shuo Feng glanced around, seeming to be looking for something.
After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.
The next moment, Shuo Feng appeared six feet away on the left, seemingly in a deserted place.
Another wooden sword was held in his hand and he waved it forward.
A hidden figure was suddenly revealed by Shuo Feng.
However, the next second, the smile on Shuofeng's face disappeared.
Because of this hidden figure, the expression on his face is full of worry.
Not the real body, but the clone of worry!
After cutting the clone into pieces with one sword, Shuo Feng looked back at the six clones just now.
I saw Su Xiaomei winking at him mischievously.
Shuo Feng's face was expressionless, and he slashed with six wooden swords, cutting six bodies in an instant.
"Where else can you escape?"
Shuo Feng looked at the fragments of a total of seven figures and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Escape? I have been here from the beginning."
As if in response to his words, Su Xiaomei's voice sounded behind Shuofeng.
The eyes turned red, and the debris on the battlefield suddenly disappeared and returned to the original body.
Six different expressions change quickly on the face.
Finally settled on anger.
Then, the momentum increased sharply, and the innate magical power was activated.
The redness in the eyes spreads and dyes the hair red.
Eight times the power, suddenly exploded.
Su Xiaomei punched Shuo Feng hard!
However...
The blue cloth on Shuo Feng's body was flowing with brilliance.
He himself remained motionless.
Just the corner of his clothes swayed.
Shuo Feng's expression did not change at all.
But in his eyes, a sword shadow suddenly appeared.
At this moment, Su Xiaomei sighed repeatedly: "No more fighting! It's boring!"
Shuo Feng's movements paused slightly.
Turning around, I looked back in the direction of Shixishan.
The world seemed to be a little brighter in an instant.
A ray of sword light flew away into the distance.
"Boom!"
It seems like it hit something.
Rumbling and muffled sounds could be heard faintly.
Looking at the peach blossoms falling slowly in the distance, Shuo Feng snorted coldly, closed his eyes and sheathed his sword.
……
In the Tianxuan Mirror, Li Fan, who had a panoramic view of the battle, couldn't help but praise it.