Seeing that He Bufan was about to win, Ding Feng didn't know what method to use, and suddenly knocked He Bufan out of the ring.

"Huh?"

The courtyard masters showed a look of surprise, and they didn't even understand why He Bufan lost.

"Divine Fist Courtyard Master, could it be that Ding Feng has other kung fu?"

Shen Feng asked.

"I don't know, I'm afraid I learned some skills before joining the Heaven and Earth Sacred Academy!"

The Master of the Divine Fist Courtyard also showed a look of doubt, he also didn't know that Ding Feng had such a strange ability.

However, the world is so big, there are many magic skills, and the Heaven and Earth Sacred Academy also has one or two of them.

"Ding Fengsheng of the Divine Fist Academy!"

He Bufan heard the tutor announce the results, and walked into the stands in great depression, but when he walked to Xu Bo's side, he immediately smiled.

The competition in this game was originally very clear, although Ding Feng was strong, but He Bufan's martial arts were 3 heavy, and the body method and hammer method were all ground-level middle grades, and they were the essence of the realm, and there was no suspense in winning, so more than 9 percent of the disciples pressed He Bufan to win.

But now, He Bufan lost this game, but let him win a lot of silver.

"This guy didn't lose on purpose, did he?"

Wen Fengyun smiled bitterly.

"Quite possibly!"

Wen Hao nodded in agreement.

At that moment just now, He Bufan lost inexplicably, and with the current expression of eyebrows and smiles, it is easy to make people feel that He Bufan lost on purpose.

"No, return the money, you did it on purpose!"

"Fake, this is definitely fake!"

……

Many students speculated and protested against He Bufan.

The silver in hand, how could He Bufan return it.

"Wronged, this handsome guy is a hero in gambling, how can he cheat! Believe in my character. ”

After He Bufan finished speaking, the quarrel below became even more fierce.

"If you want to return the money, go and discuss it with my brother Wen!"

Xu Bo pushed the problem to Wen Hao.

Everyone looked over, and then they saw the three dragons lying beside Wen Hao, and their faces suddenly darkened.

In the past, I looked for Wen Hao's theory, but I was bitten by Longzi, who did I go to?

"In the 3rd game, Wen Hao vs. Sima!"

At the same time, the instructor announced the start of the third competition.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were attracted by the two in the ring.

Sima's record is very few, but they are all brilliant, in front of the original music and rhythm academy, a song repelled Lian Ying, Kucheng, Ding Feng, Su defeated the 4 chiefs, became famous in one fell swoop, and became a popular candidate for the martial arts champion of this branch, 5 months later, he broke through a layer of realm and became a martial artist 3.

As for Wen Hao, he is even more mysterious, he completed the task of the Nine-Winged Dragon Emperor, and led several people from Xiaoyao Academy to enter the top 10 martial arts in the branch, and he is also a martial artist 3, swordsmanship and marksmanship are all strange people in the essence of the realm, and what is even more frightening is that he is only 16 years old, and he is currently the champion candidate.

Now, Wen Hao and Sima meet, and it is almost an early championship battle.

Seeing the two people on stage, everyone showed a look of anticipation, looking forward to the final result between the two strong men.

"Come on, come on, bet quickly, this one, 1 to 1."

He Bufan and Xiaobao shouted at the same time, and the tense atmosphere was immediately destroyed.

"The ventriloquist skills of the master of the Academy of Literature are very admired, and I want to ask the master of the Academy of Literature to give me advice!"

Sima's voice was crisp, as if a lark was singing, but between his eyebrows, there was a noble and luxurious atmosphere, like a princess of the kingdom, born with a cold and arrogant temperament that despised the people of the world.

"Don't be busy, don't let the girl play a song first, let me listen to it!"

Wen Hao said.

The two pieces of music that Wen Hao learned are only Xuan-level martial arts, which are outdated, and the "Grief" and "Soldier's Night Walk" recorded from Xu Wanrong are also Xuan-level, only the unknown song against the white-fronted tiger demon is a ground-level martial arts, but it is a defensive rhythm, so now, Wen Hao urgently needs a prefecture-level music technique.

"It's impossible to follow the main music court, so I can only record one song secretly!"

Wen Hao thought so.

"Okay, let's offer ugliness there, and play a sub-grade "Acacia Introduction"!"

Sima immediately took out a jade guqin, put it on top of the guqin with an onion-white hand, and gently plucked it.

"Ground-level fingering, boneless frightening."

Wen Hao recognized Sima's fingering at a glance, which was the same as Xu Wanrong's.

The hands were weak and boneless, the sound of the piano tinkled dong, and a beautiful piece of music came, which immediately quieted down around the ring.

The rhythm is soft and full of a beautiful atmosphere, like a pair of young men and women in love, with strong affection and honey.

But soon, the rhythm of the music changed, and it became very sad, as if the couple was living in two places, and a strong lovesickness spread.

After Acacia launched an offensive, all the students in the audience suddenly felt the same way, and their hearts began to fluctuate.

"Peiqing girl!"

He Bufan broke the gong and screamed, and tears actually flowed down.

He has been in love with He Peiqing for many years, and even found Wen Hao for He Peiqing, and then came to the Heaven and Earth Holy Academy, but there is no result until now, and he has not even met in the past half a year because of the hindrance of the Dan Dao Academy.

Wen Fengyun's eyes were also slightly moist, thinking of Wen Yu who died in order to save him.

He has a steady heart and a deep foundation, but because of the knot in his heart, he was also affected by the sound of the piano.

In addition to them, many students also showed sad looks, remembering their lovers who were either temporarily separated or broken up, and were saddened.

Wen Hao observed the situation in the audience while recording "Acacia Introduction", and couldn't help but shake his head after seeing the situation of He Bufan and Wen Fengyun.

If these two people face Sima, they will definitely lose, and then they glanced at Xiaocao again, and found that Xiaocao had no reaction.

Xiaocao has never had the love between men and women, and of course it will not be affected by lovesickness.

As for Wen Hao, it was because of the tide in his mind.

There was a tide sound to resist, and Wen Hao ignored Sima's rhythm attack.

Sima was also shocked when he saw that Wen Hao did not react.

"It's not affected by my rhythm, by the way, he's only 16, hasn't he ever had a relationship between men and women!"

After Sima finished playing "Acacia Yin", he glanced at Wen Hao strangely, and was unwilling, so he said: "Xuan'er has already played a song, please appreciate the face of the master of the Academy of Literature, and play a song too!" ”

"Don't be in a hurry, I'm not happy yet, why don't you come back to Miss Xuan'er!"

Wen Hao said with a smile.

Sima's song just now did not affect Wen Hao, and he was unwilling, but after listening to it at the moment, he happily continued to play, wanting to save face.

This time, she changed to a prefecture-level subordinate song "Sword Spirit Song", and used the guqin to actually play the atmosphere of sword contention and warrior fighting.

As soon as the song was played, everyone present felt cold all over their bodies, as if a sword was hanging above their heads.

However, Wen Hao was still unmoved, and after listening to it, he said: "Good song, good song, really good song, Miss Xuan'er, don't stop, continue!" ”

(End of chapter)