Chapter 1644: : I... never lost!

Not being taken seriously? Are you kidding me?
Looking at this little girl pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, the corner of her mouth curled slightly...
Alien species are indeed not very popular in the orthodox elven family, but they do not include the spirits. This is a high-quality alien with a status almost comparable to that of the phoenix. If the phoenix is ​​a natural mage, then the spirit is born to the elves. Weapon Master!
Their unique talents allow them to have extremely high weapon proficiency, and they also have unique talents that foreigners do not have to change weapon attributes. Especially in high-sensitivity professional families such as Windrunner, Shadowsong, and Sanctuary, the position of weapon spirit is absolutely It is higher than Phoenix, except that the share of the orthodox direct line may not be allocated to them, but the resources will never be neglected...
In the Shadowsong family, there are eleven elders, and she remembers that there are two instrumental spirits, and their status is not lower than that of the direct elders!
It is even more impossible for the little girl to say that she is not valued, because although this little guy is not a shadow elf in the shadow elves of the Shadowsong family, but with high aptitude, he is afraid that he can be compared with the royal family. Will this kind of existence be ignored?
And the other party's obviously exaggerated talents...
She knows that the master's blue heart is the top sword created by the master of the gods: Gulidan, and it will resonate with such a junior to such a degree. The other party's pedigree talent is probably not as high.. ....
Thinking of this, Ming took a breath, adjusted his breathing very seriously, and brought his state to the best level...
The experience of the past few days has made her not dare to underestimate the talents of the world, after all... it is not once the existence of someone stronger than herself...
"That... don't you take a break?" Feng Doudou said cautiously.
"No..." After Ming used the Royal Red Lotus Breathing Method to adjust his breathing, the blood vessels all over his body suddenly lit up with a crimson light, and the blood of his whole body instantly returned to its best state again.
"please!"
Ming Ming's crimson pupils narrowed, his eyes flashed sharply, his momentum soared!
Mr. Jian saw that his Highness was so high in fighting spirit and so cautious, he nodded in satisfaction, and he could treat it so carefully even when the opponent was one level lower than her. It seems that the experience these days has made His Highness a lot more mature.
"Oh..." Feng Doudou swallowed his saliva, the other party's solemn posture, he would be afraid that his sandbag would not be so easy to get out...
Eh..... Take one step at a time.....
Feng Doudou's short sword swung, and a straight stab pierced towards the opponent.
The start of this simple federal basic swordsmanship made Ming's heart jump, because not too long ago, there was also a wood elves, which was also such a simple and unpretentious swordsmanship, and he was not out of the shadows now!
Ding! !
The two swords intersected, and Ming cautiously blocked the opponent's straight stab and observed the opponent's next move. The light sparks came out together, and the energy of the two formed faint ripples in the air.....
Ming frowned slightly, the other party's speed and strength are good, but this level is only aimed at ordinary nobles, and there should be a lot of distance from their level.....
At least, it's not enough to feed yourself tricks, right?
Ming glanced at the master from the corner of his eyes, but saw that the other party remained motionless, without any indication, there was still a faint smile in his eyes...
This situation caused Ming's expression to move, and then he had a crimson long sword in his hand, and once again intersected with the opponent's short sword. At the same time, when the opponent's old power had already used up new strength, he launched the shock word tactic fiercely!
Just listened to a bounce, the other party snorted and staggered back and forth, and vomited a mouthful of blood...
"Cough...no no no.... no more fights... no more fights..." Feng Doudou leaned back against the tree and waved his hands again and again: "You are too powerful... ..."
Ming frowned and put away the long sword slightly, looked at the other party earnestly for several seconds, and finally said quietly: "Pretend to look like..."
Feng Doudou: "......"
Ming: "The retreat movement and the physical reaction of the injury are in line with my strength level just now, but according to normal conditions, the most powerful knife is abnormally stable. According to your performance just now, the sword in your hand will not say it will fly directly. At least we should get rid of it, no matter how stable it is, it shouldn't be as stable as it is now, right?"
"Um..." Feng Doudou stared at her arm blankly, without a trace of tremor. Indeed, as the other party said, people who were injured by the Zhenzi Jue, apart from internal organ damage, were the first to focus their efforts. In fact, the arm damage should be the most serious. Even if the weapon is not released, the muscles and veins should be damaged. Where can I hold the sword so stable?
Your acting skills are not so bad, right?
Feng Doudou sighed slightly, just now...maybe it wasn't that she hadn't thought about it at that moment, but the genes in her blood subconsciously refuted her actions.....
This sword is so good, so good that she can't bear to throw it away so quickly, because she knows that if she really gets rid of it, she might never touch it again once the opponent takes it back...
Thinking of this, Feng Doudou subconsciously stroked the cold blade...
The ice-blue dagger glowed a faint blue light under her touch...
Ming stared at the other party, and said in a faint tone: "Look... it's unwilling, how about you? Such a good sword is used for acting, are you unwilling to use it for acting?"
Feng Doudou looked up at each other, as proud as the sun, so dazzling that she was almost a little confused...
"Huh..." Feng Doudou let out a long sigh and slowly stood up...
In the distance, Mr. Jian was stunned for a while, and looked at the other person carefully. Feng Doudou's breath at this time was filled with icy cold, and this cold air was very familiar to Mr. Jian. It was the unique cold air of Blue Heart. But it spit out from people's mouth...
"It's not unwilling..."
"Huh?" Ming was taken aback, looking at each other with some puzzlement.
"I said... it is not unwilling..." Feng Doudou squinted and looked at the sword obsessively: "It just likes me..."
deep:"........"
"I like it too...so I didn't want to let it go..." Feng Doudou waved his short sword slightly, and an extremely subtle ice blue was formed by the unique ice element on the sword. Tornado, seeing the opposite Ming once again stunned...
Although the colors are different and the attributes are different, the technique is the same. This little action is a special technique in my own red lotus sword shape...
"You want me to fight you seriously, but you have to think clearly..." When Feng Doudou looked up at the opponent this time, his eyes became extremely sharp, like an opened master sword, the flashing sharp edge and the hand. The handle of Bilan's heart is almost exactly the same!
"I...but never lost!"
The self-confident edge made Ming feel a little lost in an instant, as if he had seen himself that had not been defeated once!
Feng Doudou smiled slightly, and the dagger in his hand lightly raised, and the crisp sound of the sword rose into the sky!
It seems that he is indeed not suitable for impossibility. Since joining Xinghai and being reborn, he has become less and less like the one who was easy to deal with before.
After coming to a big place, she reminded herself to be a person with her tail sandwiched between her and her tail. Be low-key. After all, this place cannot be reborn, and the lord of her own is not a thigh.....
It seems that I still can't do it, I... Starting from holding the sword, whether I met the best-skilled Leng Xing or the unparalleled Li Goudan, I have never lost, not even once!
Where do you know how to pretend?
So yeah...Since I don't know how to pretend, then... let's keep winning!