Duan Lizheng's voice was not loud, but many people present showed embarrassed looks on their faces.

Some people stiffened with a smile on their lips.

The foul language that Meng Mao had prepared was also blocked in his throat.

The young man's words revealed many delusions of unspeakable expectations in the hearts of many people, knocking on people's eardrums.

Many people's faces feel a little hot.

But more people felt that his words were biased, and instinctively wanted to refute but couldn't speak, so they could only stare at the stage.

The only one who was not affected was the girl on the stage, Zhu Luan looked at the audience intently, and Nian Huazang pursed his lips and did not speak.

There was silence under the stage, and the stalemate seemed to be not the two people on the stage, but the two people on and off the stage.

Many people know a little about the contradictions inside the Taiping Mountain House, and even in public, Mao Xingsheng, Meng Maocai and others can be seen speaking ill of Zhu Luan.

Everyone's attention was on Zhu Luan and Nian Huazang.

No one noticed that Mao Xingsheng, who was lying motionless on the ground, rolled his eyes and quietly pulled out the saber at his waist......

Smack.

Whose sword is unsheathed?

Something seems wrong?

Everyone was stunned.

Hey? It's actually two?

The bright sword light pierced the sky, followed by Nianhuazang's shouting, "Xingsheng, stop!" ”

The sword qi of the reverse scale passed through the defensive array and knocked away the sword that Mao Xingsheng had secretly raised in his hand.

Mao Xingsheng, who was originally aiming the tip of the sword at the heart of the woman in front of him and was about to launch a sneak attack, froze.

The man's neck creaked, turned stiffly, and looked at the senior brother in the audience in disbelief.

"Why?" A dry voice came from the man's cracked lips, followed by a mad rage, "Why stop me!" ”

He's about to win!

This woman was really as arrogant as he thought, she must have thought that she had collapsed, and she must have planned to humiliate him next, so she didn't do it immediately, but looked at the senior brother in the audience defiantly.

But this is just right, although he lost face when he lay on the ground, no one could have thought that he Mao Xingsheng would not be killed so easily!

When she just watched Nian Huazang ignore herself, it was the time for him to counterattack!

The man suppressed his excitement and pretended to be a dead dog lying on the ground, waiting for this moment!

At such an extremely close distance, even more so to take advantage of their unprepared sneak attack, who can block the sword of the Transformation Yuan cultivator!

The peak of Yitian actually dared to underestimate him?

There is only one dead end!

However, Mao Xingsheng didn't expect that his perfect plan would be blocked, or by the senior brother he once trusted.

Why?

Is it so unacceptable to let this woman lose at her own hands? Is there any heavenly reason?

Mao Xingsheng's eyes were split, but after his indignation, he also sobered up, knowing that even his invincible senior brother could not interfere in the process of the township test.

This is not a competition in the academy, but the scene of the township test, and no one can interfere in the battle of the township test, and his senior brother has crossed the line, and may even be expelled.

Thinking like this, Mao Xingsheng was actually a little happy in his heart, although he still had to think of other ways to kill this woman, but the eyes of the audience were bright, and they must have known that he was almost about to win just now......

It was only at this time that Mao Xingsheng found that the candidates in the audience were stunned, and their eyes were a little strange and even sympathetic.

Looking at the eyes of Nian Huazang is admiration.

What's going on? Could it be that everyone was bought by this woman?

"Idiot." Hong Shan spat out a sentence expressionlessly.

"Turn back." He said lightly, "But don't get up," Hong Shan said, "Otherwise, it will be in vain for your senior brother's hard work." ”

What do you mean? Although confused, Mao Xingsheng subconsciously obeyed and turned his head stiffly.

Then the pupils constricted for a moment.

An iron sword hung in the back of his heart.

Silently.

The tip of the sword clinged to his back.

The distance was so close, so precise, so breathtaking.

If his body had just lifted an inch, the sword would have pierced an inch, piercing the woman's heart with unmistakable accuracy before his sword stabbed the woman.

Cold sweat soaked Mao Xingsheng's back.

His eyes slowly rolled upwards, and he followed the iron sword, and saw the snow-white fingers of the girl holding the hilt, and his eyes were climbing up and falling on the girl's face.

And she...... Didn't look at him.

She was still the same as before, her face had not changed, and she looked at the young people in the audience.

Feeling the ghostly long sword behind him, Mao Xingsheng felt a mess in his mind.

He couldn't understand why he couldn't feel the woman's sword.

"That's the real sneak attack." Hong Shan felt that the bitter taste of the pill that the woman had stuffed into her mouth before seemed to remain, and he shook his head and sighed.

No, this is no longer a sneak attack.

It's an open attack.

The opponent can't find it yet.

The gap is too big.

The silence continued.

Mao Xingsheng now finally understands that he is really not this woman's opponent.

So he took a deep breath and prepared to be humiliated by this woman.

After all, this woman has been waiting for this day for a long time.

But...... Time passed little by little, and nothing happened.

Just like every time she humiliated this woman in the academy before, she didn't receive any response, and she didn't pay attention to them at all.

At that time, he thought that this woman was to endure humiliation in order to participate in the national examination, but why now?

He couldn't figure out why she didn't do that.

Mao Xingsheng, who was lying on the ground motionless and didn't dare to move, looked at the side face of the girl above his head in a daze, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

Then he followed the girl's line of sight and also looked at Nian Huazang.

Nian Huazang closed his eyes and said to him, "Admit defeat." ”

Mao Xingsheng lay on the ground and nodded.

The bell on the side of the stage was ringed, and the outcome was decided.

No one blames Nian Huazang for meddling, because his actions have no impact on the result, just to save his junior brother's life.

In a sense, it also saved Zhu Luan's sword.

Zhu Luan removed the sword from Mao Xingsheng's back, pulled out the other one inserted on the ground, squatted down and rested the golden hydrangea in his hand on Mao Xingsheng's face, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Nian Huazang's deep voice came from the audience, "That's your thing." ”

Mao Xingsheng, who was lying on the ground, trembled. The chain in his hand was strangled into his flesh.

Everyone suddenly realized.

At this moment, the disciples left in the Taiping Mountain House were only Zhu Luan, except for Nian Huazang and Song Xuesong, who had the phantom sword in hand.

So who the owner of the jade meteor is naturally self-evident.

is reasonable and reasonable, and can only be handed over to her.

But......

The fragrant gluttony in the eyes of everyone has lost its previous attraction at this time, and many people recalled the picture of the jade meteor struggling in Zhu Luan's hands, thinking that she still needs it?

Sure enough, Zhu Luan glanced at him and said calmly, "I shouldn't need it." ”

This is probably the most overlooked day of the treasure of Taiping Mountain House.

The expression on Nian Huazang's face was indescribable, and he said bluntly, "This is tradition. ”

"That's right," Zhu Luan said, looking down at the jade meteor on the ground.