"Zhang Jiaoxi, if he runs away, even if I win, you just promised me to enter Qingya Academy directly, but I can't count it. ”

Zhang Siqi said: "A stick of incense, if he doesn't come back, you win." ”

Song Weize danced a beautiful sword with a long sword in his hand, looking like he was winning.

"What is your brother doing?" Li Xuance asked Fang Huan.

Jiang Sicheng and Xiong Kaishan also looked at Fang Huan with questions on their faces.

Fang Huan naturally didn't know why Lingdong went.

Don't you have a sword in the box behind your back? What are you running out for?

It didn't take long for him to see a smart and bouncing running back, with a long willow branch in his hand.

"I'm ready!" looked at Song Weize smartly.

"Shhh Everyone in the room gasped.

How much do you not take Jinghe Song Gongzi as a three-ding monk in your eyes?

"It's too much to deceive people! Look at me if I don't teach you a lesson!" Song Weize couldn't suppress the anger in his chest, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out directly, stabbing at the neck of the agile movement.

The moment Song Weize took out his sword, Fang Huan subconsciously took a step forward, and the short knife on his waist was unsheathed by half an inch, but he was slightly pulled by Li Xuance on the side.

Zhang Jiaoxi looked at it. Li Xuance whispered in Fang Huan's ear.

In the face of Song Weize's furious sword, there was no panic on the smart and white little face, and at the moment when the tip of the sword stabbed, the smart upper body leaned back slightly, and after dodging the sword blade, the figure quickly flashed to the side, and the willow branch in his hand was directly slapped on Song Weize's wrist.

A blood-red mark immediately appeared on Song Weize's wrist holding the sword, and his wrist shook along with the long sword in his hand under the pain, and he almost got out of his hand.

Zhang Siqi showed a look of astonishment at the moment of his smart move, raised a hand as if in disbelief, and frowned after shaking it in the void.

"There's something interesting about this little guy. Gongsun Qi's voice sounded in Fang Huan's ears.

"Huh?" Fang Huan was confused, not understanding what Gongsun Qi meant.

"Feel the aura around here. ”

Fang Huan followed his words and tried to absorb the aura into his body, but found that the aura around him was thin and pitiful.

"This ...... What's going on?"

"It's all sucked away by that little guy. ”

The willow branches in Ling's hand kept twitching, leaving a series of red marks on Song Weize's body, and even his face was twitched three times.

Song Weize roared angrily, turned the long sword in his hand, and continued to slash at the spirit regardless of the pain, but the spirit was agile, and he could easily avoid it every time, allowing Song Weize's long sword to slash in the air.

In a few blinks of an eye, Song Weize was already drawn and couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

This...... How can it be?

Song Weize, who cultivated as a three-ding, was not condensed by a spiritual tripod...... Crushed?

"Alright, let's stop. Zhang Siqi shouted after coming back to his senses.

Standing in place with the wicker obliquely, he looked at Zhang Siqi and asked, "Can I take the admission assessment now?"

As he stopped movingly, Fang Huan sensed that the concentration of the aura around him had recovered.

Zhang Siqi nodded, his face was crying and laughing, and at the same time he was puzzled in his heart.

Why didn't this little guy have any spiritual power before he started, but when he started, he could draw the aura around him?

Also, this little guy's body is very fast, far more than Song Weize, who is a three-ding cultivator, I'm afraid that the average five-tripod cultivator doesn't have such a fast skill.

At this moment, Song Weize was wearing a gorgeous dress that was tattered by wicker, his wrists and arms were scarred, and there were three eye-catching reds on his face, which was a real slap in the face.

"I ...... I'll kill you!" Song Weize, who was full of anger, ignored it, and stabbed the long sword in his hand straight into the back of the head.

"You dare!" Fang Huan was furious, and the short knife was unsheathed!

"Stop!" Zhang Siqi shouted angrily.

But Song Weize was the closest to Lingdong at the moment, and the others had no time to rescue at all.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from the back of the smart head, the tip of the sword actually stopped, not because Song Weize stopped, but the long sword in his hand was fighting against Song Weize's strength.

The smart eyebrows seemed to be the mark of a small sword, and they flashed with pale golden light rapidly.

The long sword in Song Weize's hand trembled, and the tip of the sword exploded in the blink of an eye!

Song Weize flew out upside down and hit the wall, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"I ...... I didn't mean to......" Lingdong turned his head to look at Song Weize, and hurriedly shook his head to explain.

The rest of the crowd was dumbfounded.

"Famous Sword Co-Master?" Zhang Siqi's voice trembled and surprised.

"Ah Dong, are you okay?" Fang Huan hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down, looking at Lingdong.

The spirit shook its head.

"I ...... Go!Cow!" Li Xuance gave a thumbs up to Lingdong.

When the servants of the Song family saw their young master flying out upside down and crashing into the wall, they all hurriedly rushed into the Qingya Pavilion and hurriedly went to help.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Song Weize got up with difficulty, wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Lingdong with resentment in his eyes.

Zhang Siqi turned his head to look at Song Weize, and said indifferently: "A sneak attack, hurting people in the back, is not a gentleman's doing!" Song Gongzi, now I remove you from applying for the Qingya Academy examination, and you can go back to Jinghe." ”

"You...... Why are you!" Song Weize was stunned for a moment, then lost his mind and yelled at Zhang Siqi.

Zhang Siqi stood up, his eyes were slightly cold, and he was dressed in a cyan Confucian shirt without wind.

"With me, Zhang Siqi is the Grandmaster of the Seven Trips, and behind me is Qingya Academy!"

Qiding's powerful coercion swept towards Song Weize in an instant, and the oppressed Song Weize vomited blood.

"The rules of Qingya Academy, others don't know, you Jinghe Song Clan should have heard of it, right?

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go!" Song Weize staggered towards the outside of Qing Ya Pavilion with the support of the servant.

After stepping out of the door with one foot, Song Weize glanced back at Lingdong, and said coldly: "Smart, right? I have recorded today's events in Jinghe Song, you wait for me!"

"Are you going to invite me to dinner?"

I don't know if it's deliberate, or I remembered what Li Xuance said before, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Poof!" Jiang Yu covered his mouth and couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I said Song Gongzi, you are too polite, you were just going to invite me to dinner, and now you want to invite the smart little brother to dinner. However, the smart little brother of our family is a disciple of Qingya Academy, and not all cats and dogs can invite them to dinner. Li Xuance hugged his shoulders and stepped forward, standing beside Lingdong and said with a smile.

Song Weize frowned, and had the heart to refute a few words, but in the end he didn't say anything, so he could only leave in embarrassment.

Li Xuance's words mocked Song Weize on the surface, but he was actually reminding Song Weize.

Lingdong will soon be a disciple of Qingya Academy, how many of your Jinghe Song Clan dare to be disadvantageous to the disciples of Qingya Academy?

After Song Weize left, Zhang Siqi sat down again, picked up a brush, wrote the names of the nine people on rice paper, and finally ticked the back of the smart names.

"Okay, you can go out, gather at the gate of Qing Ya Pavilion in fifteen days, participate in the second assessment, and prepare well in the next few days. ”

"Yes, Zhang Jiaoxi. ”