Chapter 2 — Awakening Spiritual Roots scolded and cried at the entire Cultivation Immortal World

Its commentary style is extremely liberal, containing all kinds of secrets and gossip that no one knows about demon beasts. For example, a certain demon king has smelly feet, or a certain demon likes to wear pink underwear. My hands tremble when I write. We have to rely on our strong will not to laugh out loud. Soon, the time for one stick of incense was over. The elder deacon began to check the jade slip. The expression on his face changed from calm to surprise, then to shock. Finally, he held up my jade slip, his voice trembling:

"Lang Nguyet! Everything is correct! Not only is it completely correct, she also added many details that even the sect's classics have never recorded!"

The whole school immediately became excited. All eyes were focused on him, full of disbelief. Phuong Than's face immediately turned pale. He rushed down from the high platform and snatched the jade slip from the elder's hand.

"No way! How can a trash like her get all the answers right!"

He quickly read the contents of the jade slip, his face becoming more and more ugly.

“These… these details have never been heard before! Where did you hear it from?”

He stared at me.

"Say! Are you cheating? Did you secretly read the sect's classic books before?"

Before I could speak, To An spoke in his mind:

"Oh my gosh, I'm an idiot so I think other people are the same as me? I'm crazy! He's really crazy!"

I can feel Phuong Than's anger almost turning into reality. I calmly looked at him.

“I don't cheat.”

“No cheating?”

Phuong Than smiled coldly.

“So tell me, how do you know the story of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox's tail being posted?”

This is a very dangerous question, because it sounds extremely wild. I haven't figured out how to answer yet. To An's voice rang out again:

"Tell him, you've snatched it yourself before!"

Ta: “…” I took a deep breath, looked straight into Phuong Than's eyes and then slowly opened my mouth:

“Because I used to pull it myself.”

Phuong Than was stunned. The whole school was also stunned. The elder deacon's mouth opened so wide that it could fit a chicken egg. Phuong Than's face turned from blue to purple, then from purple to black.

“Okay, very good!”

He was so angry that he laughed.

“If you are so powerful, do you dare to come up to the stage and compete with me?”

He wants to regain his face in front of everyone. The surrounding disciples all looked at me with pitying eyes. Everyone knows that Phuong Than has reached the late stage of Truc Co, and I have not even reached the threshold of Truc Co. This is not a competition at all. It's a unilateral attack on someone.

“Don't you dare, trash?”

Phuong Than aggressively pressed people. I nodded.

“Okay.”

3 On the stage, Phuong Than and I stood facing each other. In his hand he held a red long sword, with flames flowing from the blade. That is his magic weapon, Xich Loan Sword. As for me, my hands are empty. My magic weapon was wrapped in cloth around my wrist, and at the same time, I was frantically screaming in my head:

"Hit him! Don't be afraid! His starting position has three loopholes! Left side! Left side! Why are you avoiding to the right? Are you a pig?"

Phuong Than stabbed a sword, bringing with it a hot wind glowing. I followed To An's scream and struggled to roll to the left, avoiding the attack. The ground was slashed by the sword's energy and left a black burn.

“Waste is still just waste, only knows how to run away like mice.”

Phuong Than's eyes were filled with contempt. He swept his sword horizontally again.

"Jump up! You idiot! This move of his is a false move, intentionally forcing you to defend below! Jump up and step on his face!"

To An screamed in my head. I instinctively jumped up. Sure enough, Phuong Than's sword swept close to the bottom of my feet. A look of surprise appeared on his face. I used my strength to flip around in mid-air, then firmly landed on the ground. Although the posture was still somewhat awkward, I was able to avoid a blow. Below the stage, a chorus of exclamations rang out.

“She really avoided it?”

“Maybe it's just luck?”

Phuong Than's face became even more unsightly. He felt like he was being teased.

“Let's see how long you can avoid it!”

He shouted softly. The sword move became sharp, and in an instant, the sword shadow filled the sky, blocking all my retreats.

"It's done! This is his master class Phuong Vu Cuu Thien!"

“Lang Nguyet is definitely dead!”

I was constantly forced back by the hot air, even breathing became difficult.

“Don't panic, you country boy has never seen anything in the world!”

To An's voice was extremely calm.

"The qi is deep in the dantian, moving through the eight meridians, turning left three times, right three times, twisting the neck, shaking the buttocks! Hurry up!"

When is it time for you to still wiggle your neck and butt? But the only way is to treat a dead horse like a living horse, so I immediately followed suit. A weak but pure stream of spiritual energy began to move along a strange path that it directed. In the blink of an eye, I felt the heat around me decrease a lot. Phuong Than's sword image in my eyes also seemed to slow down.

"This is the moment! There is an opening under his right armpit! Use all your strength to suck the milk and punch him!"

I saw a gap, my body twisted at an unbelievable angle, avoiding the fatal sword tip and then threw a powerful punch.

“Pop!”

The fist hit Phuong Than's armpit precisely. He groaned, his body stiffening. The sword shadow that filled the sky immediately disappeared. He staggered back a few steps, clutching his armpit, a look of disbelief on his face.

“You…”

I stood there, a bit dumbfounded myself. Did I really hit him? Below the stage it was as quiet as paper. Everyone stared at us with wide eyes and open mouths. To An let out a crazy, complacent laugh in my head:

"Ha ha ha ha! See! This is the great victory of combining theory with practice! An exemplary method! An epic level counterattack! I am a god!"

Phuong Than's face was as red as pig liver. The proud son of heaven, he was hit by a trash! Although it doesn't hurt, the humiliation is extremely strong.

“You want to die!”