299 It's Over
When he walked away, the two women looked at each other, and the strange atmosphere rose again. Wen Qi's fingertips moved slightly. Just as he was about to cast a spell, Wang Shuyue suddenly reached out and pulled her hand, interrupting the casting progress bar.
Wen Qi was shocked and wanted to pull her hand out, but unexpectedly, Wang Shuyue put a metal plate in her hand.
"Is this... tablet?" Wen Qi asked uncertainly.
After all, she is a core disciple of Yunhe Sect, and she has seen some strange things outside the domain.
Wang Shuyue nodded, opened the folder on the tablet, opened the exchange student exchange treaty, pointed to the treaty that had been translated into Jiuzhou text, and said coldly:
"Learn to read? Take a good look at the consequences of your attack on me!"
The treaty clearly states that both the sect and the school have an obligation to protect the interests and personal safety of the exchange students. If there is an accident during the exchange between the two parties, the sect and the school have a major responsibility.
To be more serious, the safety of an exchange student can directly affect the war between the two worlds.
Wen Qi read the contents and her fist hanging beside her suddenly became tighter and tighter.
She looked up at Wang Shuyue, without any emotion in her eyes, "For the sake of the sect, I will save your life for the time being!"
"But if you seek death, I will not let you go for the safety of the sect."
Wang Shuyue put away the tablet and replied lightly: "I don't like you, but I won't care about you."
"If you bump into the door by yourself, I won't be polite!"
She remembers history in her heart, and she will never forgive these sinners, but the trend of the times is rolling forward, and contemporary people still have to seek common development.
Only by not forgetting your original intention can you achieve the end.
"Where am I sleeping?" Wang Shuyue walked straight into the cabin. There were only two rooms in the house, one used for the living room and the other used for the practice room.
Wenqi walked into the room, pointed to the futon in the living room with a cold face, turned around and left the room, flew up to the cliff, trying to pull out his sword.
Wang Shuyue glanced at her and was too lazy to care about her. She took the futon in the living room aside, cleared out a piece of open space, took out tents, bedding and other items from the storage bag, and built a flooring on the ground.
The two-meter-by-two-meter tent is spacious, and it is enough to sleep alone. She put on soft and comfortable bedding, changed into embroidered slippers made by her aunt, picked up a water cup and toothbrush to wash outside the house.
Although the monk can use spells to clean himself, she is still used to using water to clean it. The cold water plunged on her face and applied it with a soft towel, and then she felt clean.
But I didn't expect that when I looked up, I saw Wen Qi looking at her with a wooden face, with a very complicated expression in her black eyes.
Wang Shuyue glanced at the cliff in the distance. Fortunately, the spirit sword was stuck there. She felt relieved, but she ignored Wen Qi and put away her toiletries and entered the house.
She sat halfway in the tent, applying skin care products to a small mirror with its own light, and a faint fragrance filled the entire living room.
Wen Qi stood in front of her and watched her movements, thinking that it was over. Unexpectedly, she spread out a long cushion and stretched her body as if no one was around.
With long legs stretched out, the living room was not large in size. Wen Qi frowned and forced herself to take two steps back. The last one hit the door and closed the door with a "bang" and walked into the bedroom!
Wang Shuyue curled her lips and smiled, continued to do body stretching training, and when her body muscles and bones were completely stretched, she turned off the small table lamp and went into the tent to practice.
While in the special forces, she stopped sleeping at night, unless she was too tired during the day before.
At around four o'clock in the morning, a white mist appeared in the sky, and Wenqi got up as usual to prepare for morning class.
She walked out of the house and subconsciously glanced at the living room that had been quiet all night last night. She thought the man was still sleeping in the tent, and was about to mock her lazy guy, and she deserved to be weak.
Unexpectedly, the tent was gone, only a futon was placed neatly.
Wen Qi was shocked, opened the door and rushed out quickly, but saw a white figure whizzing around the room in the gray morning mist.
She looked closely and found that it was Wang Shuyue who was running around the circle.
He actually got up earlier than her? Wen Qi looked at the white figure in disbelief, unable to accept that she actually got up late.
He glanced at the white figure in anger, flew to the cliff, reached out and pulled out the spirit sword that had been removed, turned around and stabbed Wang Shuyue in the morning exercise.
It is called "What's the point of practicing alone? I'll accompany you!"
Wang Shuyue, who was exercising in the morning, sideways avoids the flying sword, glances at her speechlessly, and sneers:
"You are in the late stage of foundation building and I am in the middle stage of foundation building. Are you sure you are practicing, not revenge on your own?!"
Wen Qi replied disdainfully: "If you say you don't kill you, I won't kill you. Since you are afraid of losing ugly, I will feel wronged and only use half of the success power!"
After saying that, he swung his sword and slashed, forcing Wang Shuyue to stop running in the morning to deal with her sword.
The green feather fan was taken out, and the sword tip was stuck in the gap between the fan blades. He twisted his backhand and the flames burst out, marking Wen Qi's excited face.
Wang Shuyue swung her blow back, not wanting to hit her again, shouting: "You use the sword you are best at, but the gun I am best at is not here. This is unfair, I won't hit it!"
Wen Qi was shocked, could she still do this?
She didn't think Wang Shuyue was afraid of her. She blinked and thought about it. It seemed a bit unfair, but she stopped her newly ignited fighting spirit and did not allow it.
It just so happened that she also wanted to try out extraterritorial skills, so she must not be allowed to leave!
Thinking of this, Wen Qi took over the spirit sword and shouted with bare hands: "Is this OK? It's only a comparison of moves, no magic or weapons."
The more I talked, the more excited she became, so she simply took off her outer robe and clenched her fists in her loose single clothes. As long as Wang Shuyue nodded, she could pounce on her immediately.
Wang Shuyue was so happy. If she was like this, what else would she be afraid of? Just do it!
Immediately took off my sports jacket and punched her in vest shorts. Wen Qi was so excited that she flashed and appeared behind Wang Shuyue, sweeping her to the back of her neck!
Wang Shuyue blocked her backhand, and her hands numb at the same time, but she felt extremely happy.
"Come again!" Wen Qi shouted, and the two fought again.
Thinking of his dead companions and fellow disciples, they were not polite at all and beat the person to death. Soon they were on the body.
Wang Shuyue is a member of the special forces trained by the army. She has sufficient practical experience, simple moves and not fancy goals, and her purpose is simple, with the main task of destroying the opponent's combat effectiveness.
Wen Qi's moves are much more beautiful, but they are also more weird, with very fast changes and quick reactions. Wang Shuyue's straight-forward style of playing can always be tricked by her.
But if Wang Shuyue accidentally breaks through the defense, and his fist hits his temple, he will immediately feel the confusion before death.
Giving up weapons and spells, this kind of fist-to-meat pleasure is hard to describe in words. The two fights hard and hard to tell. In a blink of an eye, it was dawn and there was no way to decide the outcome.
Chapter completed!