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Zhang Ruochen held the Gu Shuijian and boarded the battle platform. Standing opposite Xie Yunfan, the two were separated by ten feet.
"Changshengyuan, Lin Yue."
Xie Yunfan saw that on the 78th, it was actually Lin Yue. The corner of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, and there was a kind of joy in his heart that could not be said.
He had long wanted to teach Lin Yue, but Lin Yue had been hiding in Zixia Lingshan, so he could not find a suitable opportunity.
Unexpectedly, the 368th martial arts contest, actually let him meet Lin Yue.
If you don't say it, your home is narrow.
Today, Xie Yunfan will humiliate Lin Yue’s meal under the eyes of the public, so that he will not be able to lift his head in the future.
At that time, see what other faces he has aligned with his sister?
Recalling the picture of Qi Shimei being in the arms of Lin Yuezhen, Xie Yunfan’s mood is difficult to calm down, and I can’t wait to smash Lin Yue’s bones.
"how? I am afraid that I will not be able to board the battle platform. ”
Xie Yunfan finally controlled the emotions, and spit out a long breath, pinching the short sword between the two fingers, gently playing, looking relaxed and natural, it seems to have decided Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen has a hand behind his back and a hand holding a water sword. It is a bit of a thank-you to Yunfan.
Just because a woman, Xie Yunfan sees him every time, it is like seeing an enemy who kills his father and wins his wife. It is not ridicule, that is, the dog's eyes are low, and he always feels that Zhang Ruochen is far from him.
Once and twice, Zhang Ruochen will endure and do not want to care about him.
But every time he is so self-righteous, Zhang Ruochen is really not used to it.
Under the platform, there was a sneer voice. Obviously, those inside disciples and contestants were the same thoughts as Xie Yunfan. All of them felt that Lin Yue was a stockpile.
"Thank brother, let the coward fall to the battle platform, how can Qi Shijie be like him."
An inner disciple of the Changsheng Institute stood in the crowd with a contemptuous look and coldly said: "If you are afraid, you will give up, don't give us a long face."
Xie Yunfan's mood was more pleasant, and his face finally showed a smug smile. He said: "Lin Yue, you can meet me, it is already quite good luck. I am at most…Stepping on your face, if you encounter another couple with bad temper, I am afraid that life is hard to protect. ”
"In the end, there is no end, no fight?"
Zhang Ruochen is somewhat impatient, and no matter how patient he is, he has been polished by Xie Yunfan.
Seeing that Lin Yue dared to be so arrogant in front of him, Xie Yunfan’s good mood suddenly swept away, and snorted: "Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you."
In the hands of Xie Yunfan, a short sword with a foot length, a quick spin, it is necessary to stab a sword to Zhang Ruochen.
The sword, not yet stabbed out, Xie Yunfan felt a strong wind, and came to him, blowing his body is somewhat unstable.
not good……
When I noticed that it was not good, Xie Yunfan’s face suddenly changed, and immediately propped up a thick layer of protective body.
Xie Yunfan is the cultivation of the eighth change of the dragon, and has already opened up all the five holy veins.
Therefore, the sacred spirit in his body is very majestic, and the sacred sacred body is like a layer of spherical iron wall, which is indestructible.
Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Xie Yunfan, took a palm forward, hit the body of the sacred scorpion, and immediately hit a circle, and Xie Yunfan flew out.
"Bang" a loud noise, Xie Yunfan fell ten feet.
Subsequently, his feet fell to the ground, his body was uncontrollable, he quickly retreated backwards, and he retreated to the edge of the platform, and he was able to stand firm.
Xie Yunfan gasped and gasped, and he was almost shocked by the soul. He did not think that Lin Yue’s cultivation was so horrible. If it wasn't for his quick response, I am afraid I have already fallen to the battle platform and lost the contest.
Just returned to God, Xie Yunfan is not ready to face the battle, his pupil, a sword shadow, from far and near, constantly magnified.
"Hey!"
The next moment, a sword has already arrived at Xie Yunfan's neck, the cold air from the sword, freezing his neck numb.
Zhang Ruochen’s body stood straight and seemed to be light and windy. He still had a hand behind his back. He was holding a sword and attached a scabbard. He pointed to Xie Yunfan’s neck and said with no expression: “Do you admit defeat? ”
Many people have not responded yet, and Xie Yunfan has already lost.
Seeing the results of the battle, the audience was silent, everyone was wide-eyed, and all of them took a breath.
“How could it be so strong?”
Originally, Xu Changsheng was sitting in a chair smoothly, ready to see Xie Yunfan teach Lin Yue.
But at this moment, his hands were tightly held together, and the whole person stood up suddenly, staring at Lin Yue on the battle platform incredulously.
A new sacred disciple from the district defeated Xie Yunfan?
If it is said that Xie Yunfan deliberately releases water, it is absolutely impossible. Xie Yunfan regards Lin Yue as a big enemy of life and death.
Sitting on the top of the five and a half, also saw an amazing scene on the battlefield.
Even in their state of mind, they have suffered a lot of shocks.
Among them, the mood swing of Zixia Bansheng is the strongest. Looking at Lin Yue’s eyes, it is both shocked and bitter, but more is sincere joy.
"It turns out that his strength is so strong."
Zixia Bansheng already doesn't know what to say. I thought that Lin Yue was an adventure. After a while, his heart was too inflated, and he would sign up for the Kendo Eighth Level.
Unexpectedly, he really has the strength to be the eighth monk with the dragon, the reason why it is so stubborn, is entirely from his inner self-confidence.
"This little guy…It was really unexpected. ”
Zixia half-small chuckle, a smug look on his face.
Next to a half-sacred man with a red eyebrow and a big red scream, he laughed: "The future is awesome, it is really awesome." Zixia semi-san, I did not expect that you also have to look away, such a good disciple, you do not want to live in the hospital, but I really want to connect him to the house. ”
Zixia Bansheng stunned the half-sacred eye and said: "You try one finger and see if you don't take the Mokong Academy to the bottom."
The net squatting and half-sacred also showed a happy color, nodded and said: "The heart of this son is very extraordinary, not arrogant, there is a kind of young man who has the temperament in the steady, plus he is very young and climbs the second mountain. The top of the mountain, if it can continue to persist, it may become a generation of Juggernaut in time, and it will become famous."
The two sects can come up with such an outstanding talent. Of course, the semi-sacred sacred is quite gratifying. It can be expected that Lin Yue will definitely shine in the kendo meeting and become one of the hottest figures in the sacred disciples.
On the stage.
Xie Yunfan did not dare to come out, quite dissatisfied, biting his teeth: "I don't accept it. I am not ready yet, you will attack, even if you win, what is the skill? If you have the ability, you should first collect the sword and we will fight again. ”
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and took the sword back.
Xie Yunfan’s face was a joy, and there was a killing in the eyes. A lightning-fast sword stabbed and hit Zhang Ruochen’s heart.
Xie Yunfan had not touched Zhang Ruochen's body, and was kicked by Zhang Ruochen on his face. He printed a bloody shoe print and slammed into the battle platform. He fell into the crowd and stunned.
In fact, when Zhang Ruochen kicked his face on his face, Xie Yunfan had already fainted, but it was not Xie Yunfan who did not fall.
If it is replaced by others, Zhang Ruochen may give him a chance.
As for Xie Yunfan…Zhang Ruochen is really not wanting to see him again.
Zhang Ruochen carried his hands, walked down the stage, returned to the position, and sat down.
Suddenly, the inner disciple of the entire A-line battle platform completely boiled up and shouted the name of "Lin Yue", and the voice shook most of the purpose of the Imperial Mountain.
The disciples of the Changshengyuan, who originally looked down on Lin Yue, are now straightforward and can become the younger brothers and teachers of Lin Yue. They all feel quite glorious.
"Lin Yue’s brother is talented and unrecognizable, and we can only look up."
"It is no wonder that Qi Shijie will be devoted to Lin Yue's brother. The original Lin Yue brother is not only handsome and extraordinary, but also self-cultivated. As long as it is a woman, I will definitely like such a man. ”A young female disciple is quite a fool.
In addition to the winter of silkworms, the Changsheng Institute has a rise of a generation of Tianjiao.
Next is the 79th and 80th.
Zhang Ruochen began to seriously observe the battle between the two of them.
Because Zhang Ruochen’s next opponent is the winner of the two of them.
"Tai Qing Palace, Zhao Wuyan."
A young man standing on the left, the voice is cold.
Opposite him, he was a very old-fashioned old man with a silver hair, but he looked energetic and said: "Su female hospital, Fan Jing."
Elder Fan Jing is a Tsing Yi elder of the Nunnery. She is over 100 years old. The strength is of course quite tyrannical. The first trick to display is the ghost-level sword and the snow mountain sword.
"The shadow of the snow mountain."
The sword-like method of the ghost-level middleware is naturally powerful.
The sword of Elder Fan Jing came out, and suddenly, hundreds of swords appeared on the entire battle platform.
The sky, flying down a piece of snow.
On the ground, a thick layer of ice is formed.
"Hey!"
As she stabbed a sword, hundreds of swords gathered together to form a mountain form, exuding a powerful and powerful momentum.
Even the inner disciples under the battle platform can feel the chill of the face, as if there is a snow mountain.
"Fan Jing's martial arts realm, it is indeed a small matter, it should be the sword has been cultivated to the second level, plus the power of the ghost-level sword. In the monk of the eighth change of the dragon, there are certainly not many people who can block her sword. ”Said a disciple.
Just when everyone, all of them were the swordsman of Fan Jing’s sword, when they were amazed, only Zhang Ruochen looked at Zhao Wuyan’s body.
In the face of such a strong sword of Fan Jing, Zhao Wuyan still seems quite calm.
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