She wanted to move, but found that her speed was like a slow motion in a movie, making people vomit blood so slowly.
"Crack!"
A clear voice sounded in Su Luo's ears.
Then, Su Luo watched helplessly as her body was chopped into two pieces by the cold sword.
Just like firewood being split from the middle, it fell to the ground on both sides.
Su Luo was immediately dumbfounded.
Then, before she had time to react, she saw a white light flashing in front of her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, Su Luo found that she was back in reality, and her master was sitting in front of her with a smile.
"Master!" Su Luo wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and patted her chest with lingering fear.
The feeling of death just now was so real that it made her feel like she was in another world.
Rong Yun slightly raised her thin red lips: "Too weak."
"Uh..." Su Luo scratched her hair in embarrassment.
Her performance just now was really terrible. If this was a real battle, she would be lying on the ground by now.
"This jade pendant is..." Su Luo had vaguely noticed it.
"Simulated battle." Rong Yun didn't hold back and said bluntly, "The Li Aochen in it is his true strength now."
"Can it still be like this?" Su Luo was really eye-opening.
Her master is so good, isn't she? He can actually simulate Li Aochen's true strength, and he can also let her mental power enter the jade pendant, trying it over and over again.
"There is only one month until the next competition." Rong Yun always speaks in such an unhurried, yet sharp manner.
Su Luo immediately withered: "One month... is not enough at all."
After all, Li Aochen is at the tenth level, and she is a junior ninth level who has just been promoted. There is a big dividing line between the ninth level and the tenth level, and the gap is very big.
"If you still can't win until the day of the competition, then you will give up." Rong Yun glanced at Su Luo in front of him out of the corner of his eye, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Disciple, I will try my best!" Su Luo nodded solemnly, her eyes filled with tenacity.
Su Luo turned and left.
Her slender back looked cold and aloof, but more determined.
Watching her leave, Rong Yun stroked the white jade finger on his thumb with a plain hand, his eyes half-squinted, and there was an intoxicating tenderness in his dark eyes.
"Luoluo, you will win." Rong Yun smiled gently.
He told Su Luo what happened to Yanhua back then, not because he was full, and he knew that Su Luo had the same stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat as Yanhua.
Su Luo strode away.
After returning to Nanshan, after giving an explanation, I went into seclusion directly.
in the room.
Su Luo sat cross-legged and stepped on it. She looked at the fiery red jade pendant in her hand, remembering the feeling of despair shrouded by the shadow of death before. After taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and her spiritual consciousness entered the jade pendant.
Su Luo had just entered when she saw Li Aochen running towards her brandishing a cold sword!
Damn Li Aochen!
Su Luo formed a seal with her hands, and soon, a flame shield appeared in front of her.
The orange flames were burning fiercely and threateningly, blocking Li Aochen's path forward.
However, before Su Luo could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Aochen rushed straight into the sea of fire like a madman!
"Immune to the fire element?" Su Luo's eyes flashed with horror!
But the situation was critical and she had no time to think about it.
Su Luo turned and her handprints flew, and the wooden golden vine flew from her sleeve and quickly shot towards Li Aochen's right wrist.