Chapter 865: Knives

Lan Feirou was only defensive and did not take the initiative to take the initiative. Gu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and his attitude towards Lan Feirou had also changed. Think about it carefully, if Lan Feirou really understood his intentions and let Ling Changan play as he said. Set your own upper limit.
Can I relax a bit of guard against her, and start thinking about finding her a starter?
This time he arranged for Lan Feirou to compete with Ling Chang'an, didn't he intend to test her true purpose of staying in the martial arts?
No, the irritated Ling Chang'an really had an extraordinary performance. The two knives turned like a top, while turning while relying on the body to approach Lan Feirou.
With his speed, the power fission space generated by the splitting speed in the next second will be close to Lan Feirou's body.
Even the disciple sitting on the outermost periphery became nervous.
If Lan Feirou doesn't hide, this kind of knife speed that the naked eye can't catch, is afraid that she will cut her whole body into mud.
They have no doubt that Lan Feirou's desire to win is nothing more than a matter of minutes.
But obviously, she didn't intend to bully the weak with the strong, and she didn't intend to attack from the beginning, but until now, she has not made any retreat or defensive actions.
This made the disciples watching the battle a little uncomfortable. Such a scene had already made them automatically fill up their delicate bodies in their minds, turning them into bits of finely chopped flesh under the fast-split blade.
"Huh~~~"
"I dare not watch..."
Some cowardly and soft-hearted disciples directly covered their eyes.
Gu Zhong sighed softly. As a man, seeing this kind of scene inevitably made him a little bit unable to help.
That's not right... Didn't you worry that Ling Chang'an would be at first?