Caiyun Academy has a lot of homework, unlike some schools that mainly practice martial arts, and there are a little more literary people in the academy, so naturally most of them are embroidered legs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After seven or eight boring fists and legs, it was finally Li Junfeng's turn to play, and he brushed down a group of people earlier, and this time the opponent was the winner of the previous batch, and his strength would not be too bad.

"You must win, you must not lose to anyone but me. Lan Yajing stared at her big watery eyes and said, Li Junfeng has always dared not beat her, and she is also a little careful not to let Li Junfeng lose to others, so that if Li Junfeng is defeated, she can taunt beautifully, "People who can't beat nerds are not qualified to compete with Miss Ben." "She's like that, she's a little strong, but she doesn't practice too hard.

"Okay. Li Junfeng readily agreed, and jumped on the two-meter-high martial arts platform, he did not perform light skills, pure bounce, three hundred pounds of weight plus his own weight, the weight of nearly four hundred pounds smashed onto the competition platform, and the momentum was like Fei Feng, simple and violent. Many people were surprised, this kid doesn't have the same body as a fat phoenix, why is he so heavy?

At this time, the opponent's figure also fluttered on the stage, and after a closer look, the teeth were slightly buckled, and the big black mole on the right side of the nose was Zeng Fanxiong, who was really narrow.

Li Junfeng glanced at it lightly, and there was no wave, and Zeng Fanxiong was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth were hooked, looking a little obscene, and when he met this sluggish turtle hand scholar, he felt that he was undefeated and could ravage to his heart's content.

"Liuyun system, Li Junfeng. ”

"Zeng Fanxiong, the man of the wind and clouds, you remember, it was Young Master Ben who beat you into a dog!" Zeng Fanxiong said arrogantly, his face was full of spirit, and the red tassel of the spear in his hand fluttered lightly in the wind.

"The wind is less, knock off his mole!" a lewd voice sounded from the audience, which immediately caused laughter around him.

Li Junfeng couldn't help but laugh, this Cao Wuyu was too good at making trouble.

Zeng Fanxiong was full of black lines in his head, and smashed Huanglong with a gun, the head of the gun spiraled, sharp and sharp, and he was afraid that he would continue to make trouble off the field make him even more embarrassed, so he shot first.

Li Junfeng didn't draw his sword, and with a wave of the sword sheath at will, he pushed the head of the gun to the side, and with one move, the opponent's offensive that enveloped him collapsed, as if he saw the bright blue sky through the clouds and mist, this move is the 'Clearing the Clouds and Seeing the Sky' in "Flowing Cloud Swordsmanship".

Zeng Fanxiong's hand shook, the head of the gun drew a semicircle, and stabbed at Li Junfeng's throat, as flexible and ruthless as a snake's head.

And Li Junfeng turned his head sideways lightly to avoid it, still not meaning to draw his sword.

Zeng Fanxiong was annoyed by Li Junfeng's contempt for him, and smashed the gun on the head, waiting for Li Junfeng to drift back, he picked up the head of the gun, and the target was the throat.

Helpless, Li Junfeng couldn't come up with a way to break the move, so he had to use the 'iron plate bridge' to slide back to avoid this shot, and his legs went straight to Zeng Fanxiong's lower plate, and his feet were flat on the ground, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring, but it was a secret move to 'step on the dragon's legs'.

Zeng Fanxiong was overjoyed when he saw this, his feet were a little lower, he raised it high, and returned the gun to use the trick 'Demon Dragon Descending', and he nailed down with a shot on the ground under his head and feet, still not leaving his throat.

"Nerds beware!" At this time, Lan Yajing was the most nervous in the field, and Xi'er comforted Li Junfeng a few words, and the tears dried and the person was sleepy, and he had been sent back to the West Dormitory, and he did not come to watch the competition.

At this critical juncture, Li Junfeng rolled sideways, narrowly avoided the shot, and then slapped the ground with his left hand and bounced up, and connected three legs upward, the legs were roaring, one leg swept out of the empty door, and the two legs were imprinted on Zeng Fanxiong's chest.

The audience had its own mentor to catch it, Zeng Fanxiong looked at Li Junfeng on the stage with a look of indignation, the other party defeated him without a sword, this is a stain and shame on life.

"Leave your mole this time, and next time you provoke me, you have to beat it off!" Li Junfeng, who has always been modest, rarely went rampant, and made Zeng Fanxiong so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Good boy! He actually stole Long Bocang's mastery -- "Stepping on the Dragon's Leg Method", and it seems that he used it quite well! Wu Yunqian secretly praised for a while, and his eyes cautiously glanced at the 'black face' next to him.

"Look at what! If he doesn't have to lose my face in a good place, I have to abolish him!" Long Bocang naturally noticed the gaze of his old friend next to him, although he was angry on the surface and wanted to beat Li Junfeng up, but in his heart he was also secretly happy that his leg technique shined in this competition.

Dean Zhu Geng even twisted his beard and laughed, this student turned out to be very powerful, no wonder everyone was busy cultivating him but reading leisurely.

The rest of the competition, Li Junfeng is not interested, he disdains what knows himself and the other, if he has seen the opponent's martial arts path, then it is difficult for the next opponent to walk through ten moves in his hands, just like Zeng Fanxiong, who often 'abuses' him and gets patches on his clothes, Zeng Fanxiong's moves he has already seen through, so it is easy to defeat, it is really boring.

So, after Li Junfeng sent Lan Yajing home, he wandered outside. He deliberately brought an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and he had read a lot of books about celestial phenomena, so he naturally knew that it was raining today, and walking in the rain was a hobby of his.

It looked like it was sunny, but the clouds were thick, and there was bound to be rain. As we walked, the wind blew, the sky slowly darkened, and passers-by who did not bring umbrellas on the street were hurrying to find a place to shelter from the rain or rush home, and those who had things to dry were also busy cleaning up, and after a while, it began to rain.

Many passers-by have held up various colored oil-paper umbrellas, and the moist rain has brought out fresh air.

He often works here...... At the entrance of the building stood Xiao Shenyu, who was wearing a pink hospital uniform, standing there in a daze, the raindrops had already turned her heavy makeup into a flowery face, but she didn't notice it.

Quietly drenched in the rain, let the cold wash away his thoughts, so that he didn't think about that person.

As if the showers stopped, Xiao Shenyu woke up and realized that it was not the rain that stopped, but something covering his head, and he couldn't help but look to the side, but he was in a trance again.

Isn't that the person in front of her who has broken thoughts? This gaze is eternal in an instant, and the time she thinks about will always be frozen in this moment, so warm.

The blazing eyes, a gentle smile, a move of the lips, and a smile: "If you don't use an umbrella in such a heavy rain, your makeup will be beautiful!"

Xiao Shenyu hurriedly wiped the rain off his face with his sleeve, and secretly scolded himself for leaving a bad impression on him again, but this wipe even wiped off the rouge and gouache, revealing a beautiful face.

The eyebrows of moderate thickness and crescent-like eyes are like the beauties in ancient paintings: thin but not squinting, big and divine, long eyelashes like a pair of jade curtains, small cherry red mouths, snowy teeth and the traceless pink face, sinking fish and geese are nothing more than this.

This time, he was dumbfounded by the umbrella, and because there was another person in his heart, he quickly came back to his senses and looked a little embarrassed, and he quipped: "Isn't this pretty good? Why do you usually apply so much rouge powder?"

Xiao Shenyu suddenly blushed on her face, and her pink hospital uniform was wet and clinging to her body, outlining her concave and slim figure, she couldn't believe it, no one had ever praised her like this, she lowered her head and said shyly: "Really?"

"Xiaosheng reads the books of sages and knows etiquette and sincerity, how dare he deceive the girl. It was Wen Crepe who was holding the umbrella and replied.

"Then I won't wear makeup anymore. Xiao Shenyu said happily.

The man with the umbrella thought, "What does it matter to me if you don't wear makeup?" Although he was a little puzzled, he still said politely: "This rain will not stop for a while and a half, if the girl doesn't mind, can Xiaosheng send the girl back?"

"Hmm. "If you can intentionally send someone with an umbrella, Xiao Shenyu naturally agreed.

The bored Lan Yajing was lying on the windowsill looking at the rain outside, reaching out and just about to close the window, but saw the nerd in the patch courtyard uniform on the street in the distance playing an umbrella for a girl who was so beautiful that she felt threatened.

I'll see how you explain it tomorrow, hmph!" Lan Ya closed the window with a small pout.

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