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"Fei'er, I'm sorry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoFor some necessary cultivation, my brother is also involuntarily, can you forgive my brother?" Nangong Yan said apologetically.

"Fei'er has never blamed her brother, as long as her brother is by Fei'er's side. Yu Fei hugged Nangong Yan and sobbed softly, and replied in a crying voice.

"Silly Fei'er, brother promised you that he would always be by your side, always. Nangong Yan hugged Yu Fei tightly, for fear of losing her.

"Brother Nangong, I don't want to disturb your brothers and sisters. However, today is the opening ceremony of the Sword Pavilion Ranking Competition, if you don't preside over it again, I'm afraid that Tutor Zhang Ling, and even the entire fifteenth class of students, will be furious, and if you do something terrible at that time, I won't be able to help you. ”

Zhongchen didn't want to disturb the two of them getting together again, thinking of Yu Fei's mood these days, he was sincerely happy. However, now that the matter is high, he still triumphs his intellect over his sensibility.

"That's right, Mentor Zhang Ling took us a lot, let's finish the first game first. Nangong Yan remembered today's events, so he put down Yu Fei and said.

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"Why hasn't Brother Nangong and the others come yet?"

"Isn't Brother Nangong out of the customs yet? The game is about to start, what can I do?"

The students of Class 15 were anxiously waiting in their seats, and the students looked at the entrance of the stage, and their hearts were up and down.

The Sword Pavilion Competition has always been the top priority of the Sword Pavilion, and the financial and material resources they have invested are extremely amazing. Naturally, the venue of this Sword Pavilion Competition is also quite gorgeous and extravagant.

The competition venue of the Sword Pavilion Tournament is located nearly a kilometer east of the dueling arena, there is a wall about fifty meters high, around more than 10,000 square meters, forming a huge circular field, and the advanced facilities here are all purchased from the arms dealers of the Fighting God Empire at a high price.

The circular venue can accommodate not only 10,000 people, but also a full 10 cadets of the inner courtyard wearing platinum badges and nearly 1,000 well-trained soldiers. Its defenses are probably even stronger than those of the dueling arenas that specialize in combat.

The fifteenth class of students in this arena was in the northwest of this circular arena, very close to the exit of the dueling arena, and as soon as they appeared from this side, they would immediately know.

But the fact is that after waiting for a full three hours, Ni Xue, the eldest sister, did not bring anyone. Nangong Yan is an important person related to whether Class 15 can be ashamed, and their hearts are naturally extremely anxious.

"An exciting moment is coming, and we greet our most respected Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion with warm applause, and he will announce the most exciting event of the day. ”

The host handed over a strange wooden stick in his own hand to the Pavilion Master of the Divine Dragon, which was the belief of the entire Sword Pavilion and the sword masters of the entire continent.

If the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master is called the second in terms of sword use, then this so-called first is probably Mo Tian Sword Venerable, who has been missing for thousands of years.

It can be seen that the weight of the Sword Pavilion Master in the hearts of the swordsmen, it is up to him to decide the schedule next, and no one will object.

"Now that the conference is halfway through, there is less than an hour left, how can I wait?" Ouyang Tianxing and the others handed over the victory or defeat of the game to Nangong Yan, and it has not yet appeared, and the apprehension in their hearts can be imagined.

"Be patient, you were the calmest one in the past, why are you so uneasy today?" A majestic voice sounded, Ouyang Tianxing's face was shocked, and then he had to nod, but from his eyes, it could be seen that his worry had not disappeared.

The speaker is naturally Tutor Zhang Ling, and only in front of Tutor Zhang Ling can everyone in the class be restrained. His slightly shorter stature roamed the auditorium, glancing in the direction of the exit from time to time.

He said to himself in his heart, "Nangong apprentice, I can put everything on you, don't let me down." ”

"Brother Nangong, this is about the first battle of the fifteenth class, you don't want to disappoint me. ”

The same words also sounded in Ouyang Tianxing's heart, they had invested so much energy, didn't it just for now? If this real leader had not yet arrived, then how could they deal with Xue Lei and the others who were on equal terms with their wisdom and strength?

"The old man is very happy to be standing here to kick off the 32nd Sword Pavilion Competition, and I believe that many people have been waiting for this moment for a long time. However, I would like to emphasize some of the rules of the game..."

The Pavilion Master began to explain some of the rules and regulations of the competition, after all, this is the Academy, and it is the successor of a future upper-class figure on the continent. He had to remind him of this many times, otherwise he would not be able to account for the murders in the places under his jurisdiction.

Don't look at how powerful the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master is, but even if he is as strong as him, he will be restricted by the upper echelons. This is also the principle that a senior executive of a lower-level college must obey.

The pavilion master said a lot of rules that were expressly prohibited, which caused the students in the audience to look distressed, they were very concerned about the competition, not your pavilion master talking about fatigue bombing here...

"There's a lot to say, and I don't think you're interested in continuing to listen to it. So now let's start the long-awaited race. ”

The Pavilion Master was also very reluctant to accept these terms, but after all, he was the supreme leader of the academy, and he still had to say the necessary things several times. Fortunately, he was not a stubborn person either, and he chose a few brief rules and regulations to explain carefully. And this contest will also enter the climax with his speech.

"It's finally started, and every time I hear these rules, my body can't help but get goosebumps. I don't know why the Pavilion Master is so bored and has made so many regulations. Still, it's okay. I was finally able to meet the dark horse of the academy, Nangong Yan. ”

A female student flashed into a nymphomaniac mode, fantasizing about his dark horse prince in her heart, and said sweetly.

"Zhao Yuanyuan, don't be a nymphomaniac. Nangong Yan's current girlfriend is the most beautiful Ni Xue in our Sword Pavilion, do you want to beat his idea?" another female student watching the game reminded on the side.

"Hua Min, don't pour me cold water, okay?" As soon as Hua Min mentioned Ni Xue, Zhao Yuanyuan's eyes dimmed a lot. No matter what aspect it is compared, Zhao Yuanyuan is less than one-ten-thousandth of Ni Xue.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, Nangong Yan is a person who is both wise and brave, which is not something that ordinary women like us can get. Hua Min wanted her companion to wake up, but seeing her sluggish look, she hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Look... Nangong Yan..." Zhao Yuanyuan said that she was stuttering at this moment, and her heart was also extremely excited.

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