In the expectation of the peacock's eyes, Ning Die finally called his name, and the peacock immediately let out a strange cry, and rushed to the front in a flash.

Ning Die looked at him coldly, I don't know why, every time I see this guy, I have the urge to kick him, hum, I guess this guy is going to find something restless again.

Sure enough, Peacock smiled and said: "Teacher, have they all disappointed you, it doesn't matter, you have me as a student, I am both civil and military, I am a peerless genius, I will definitely become the pride of the teacher for life in the future, I will take the whole class ......"

Ning Die couldn't listen anymore, and handed over the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword just touched the peacock's chest, and said coldly:

"Go on. ”

"Don't continue. The peacock quickly shook his head.

"Next time you croak in front of me, I'll cut your tongue with a sword. ”

“……”

The peacock shuddered and closed his mouth tightly.

"In addition, didn't you just say that you are both civil and military, and you are a peerless genius, then prove it, this time, if you don't exceed the last time, then you will obediently roll all the way back to the classroom from the sword platform. ”

“……”

The peacock's face froze, and the other students were secretly laughing in their stomachs, not that they thought it was funny, but that the peacock deserved it, or it could be said: jealousy!

Since the last time Peacock made four strokes with a sword, it has attracted the jealousy of many students, and now I can't wait for Peacock and the others to roll all the way back to the classroom.

Some people may think that this kind of jealousy is very dark and small-bellied, but it is actually a competitive heart, because every student is a dragon among people before entering the Jiwu Academy, and he is used to standing on the top of the peak and looking down on the scenery below him, and now it will naturally be difficult to accept others standing on top of his head.

The peacock had already taken the long sword from Ning Die's hand, thinking that the last time, he raised the sword and stabbed, and in one go, he went to the four strokes, and this time, under the pressure of "maybe going all the way back", he did not rashly take out the sword.

He stared at the first word very seriously, looking left and right, up and down, not knowing what he was pondering.

Ning Die waited patiently, while the other students felt that the peacock was tossing around......

The peacock pondered vigorously for more than two minutes before withdrawing a meter and raising his sword:

"Isn't it the fifth? ”

Did you really figure it out!?

The long sword in the peacock's hand has been pierced, the tip of the sword has not entered the font, and it quickly travels along the strokes, smoothly entering the second, then the third, and the fourth......

The critical time is coming, and the last time Peacock stopped at the fourth stroke.

When the long sword was about to turn to the fifth stroke, the peacock's wrist suddenly twisted.

Shout!

I went, and I actually slipped to the fifth stroke.

It's not over yet, and I saw the peacock's wrist twist again,, the sixth stroke......

Then, when the six strokes turned to the seventh, there was a "click", and the tip of the sword broke.

"Hahahaha! I just said that I am a peerless genius, whether you believe it or not, anyway, I believe it, hahaha!"

The peacock had his feet in a figure-eight, crossed his waist, and laughed wildly.

Everyone looked at him with complicated expressions.

Many students can only go to the second stroke, and the peacock has gone to the sixth stroke, and if you go two more strokes, you can finish the first word.

Not only the students were surprised, but even Ning Die didn't expect it, she even thought: If I just said eight strokes, can this guy also do it?

Peacock's performance once again surprised everyone, and everyone had to look at him differently.

Keep trying your sword.

A few minutes later, except for Ye Fan and Teng Zang, the other students had already tried it.

Ning Die looked at Ye Fan and said, "Ye Fan, you can try it." ”

To be honest, Ning Die was really looking forward to Ye Fan's performance, after all, Ye Fan had won the 500-point grand slam unbelievably before.

Another one who is very much looking forward to it is Ximen Ziying, he has always recognized Ye Fan's ability, not to mention that now Ye Fan can only save himself by understanding the sword qi, so she even has some whimsical hopes that Ye Fan can finish the first seven words at once.

However, Ye Fan shook his head slightly and said, "No need to try, I won't be able to finish the first stroke." ”

“……”

These words poured like a basin of cold water on the top of Ximen Zi Ying's head.

She really couldn't understand why Ye Fan didn't even want to try, he didn't try, how did he know that he couldn't finish the first stroke?

Don't even have that bit of self-confidence?

Is it just decadent and gives up?

Ximen Ziying's right hand was tightly tugging on the robe, and she wanted to get angry, and she wanted to yell at Ye Fan.

But she held back, not because she was afraid that others would suspect her relationship with Ye Fan, but because she looked at Ye Fan's pale face and emaciated face, and couldn't bear to hurt him again.

Ning Die was in a different mood, she was a little unhappy, thinking that Ye Fan wanted to get through the trick again.

So, she said coldly:

"If you want to try, you can try, I don't want to say a third time. ”

Good guys, strong personality like a queen.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, didn't say anything more, motioned to Teng Zang to help him up, walked behind the sword tablet, took the long sword in Ning Die's hand, took a deep breath, and stabbed the sword at the first stroke.

The tip of the sword was submerged in the font, and when it turned to the second stroke, there was a "click", and the tip of the sword broke.

"Huh. ”

I don't know which student laughed dryly, although he didn't say anything else, but the irony in this dry laugh was no less than a string of evil words.

And Ning Die and Ximen Ziying looked straight at the tip of the sword that had been broken by the font, still a little incredulous...... I really can't even finish the first stroke, how can this be!?

The two of them couldn't believe it, but Ye Fan knew that it would be like this, and he didn't feel disappointed, but smiled inexplicably.

Immediately, he asked Teng Zang beside him, "Do you want to give it a try?"

Tengzang shook his head.

Ning Die had already come back to his senses, glanced at Ye Fan, and sighed secretly.

Then, she herself took the sword and walked behind the sword monument.

Seeing her move, everyone immediately came to their senses, knowing that Teacher Ning was going to try the sword by himself.

Indeed it is!

Ning Die stood quietly behind the sword monument, the long sword in her hand hanging down to her side, her gaze kept locked on the 17th word.

In about 30 seconds, she made a move.

The long sword in the hand is like a spirit snake, a sword pierced into the first font, the sword snake swims, such as a brush on the white silk ink rush, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes like a long rainbow, sometimes like mountains and flowing water.

In an instant, the first word was gone, then the second word, and then the five, the cross, and the fifteenth......

Everyone forgot to breathe when they saw it, and while their blood was boiling, their hearts were also shocked.

Sixteen words have been completed, and seventeen words have been transferred, the first and second strokes...... When I was about to turn to the last stroke, there was a "click", and the tip of the sword broke!

The corners of Ning Die's eyes twitched, and she gritted her teeth fiercely, just because, like the previous times, she was defeated in this stroke again.

This stroke seems to have become a ravine that she can't cross!