Nine days have passed since the preliminaries, and the press has been overwhelming, reporting on the grand occasion of the ten martial arts of Tianzhumen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the continuous competition, two shining stars have emerged, and each has locked the finals several rounds in advance, and some people even assert that the next direct disciple will be born between the two.

The first is Ye Lan of the eighth order of Kaiyuan, with a princess aura, forty-one games (one game left), forty wins, only one countdown after an extremely slight disadvantage, has achieved the longest thirty-six consecutive victories in this conference.

The second place is Zhang Beiming of the ninth order of Kaiyuan, who won all 12 matches by knockout, and is considered the best choice for the championship of this tournament.

Unlike Zhang Beiming, who was already famous, this was the first time that Ye Lan stood in the spotlight of the entire sect, the entire warrior world, and even the entire galaxy, and achieved such outstanding results, which could somewhat comfort her dead aunt and boost the reputation of the royal family in the warrior world.

But her ultimate goal is to be feathered, and for the sake of feathering, she can do whatever it takes!

Time came to the tenth day, and it was also the day of the Thousand Golden Paths.

In the evening.

Today is the last day of the preliminaries, and the venue is set on the sword flat of Qianjin Road.

It is a circular flat land that can accommodate thousands of people, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of iron plates, and the area is larger than the square of the college.

Because it was the last day of the preliminaries, Dean Zhenren, Elder Xuanyue and Elder Luo Yun supervised the battle at the same time, all the professors were present, Qi Yu appeared in a dashing manner again, and even Qi Ming, who was playing "Devil's World" with Mario on Wuhuan Street nine days ago, was also under pressure today, and took the time to come back to watch the performance of the juniors of Qianjindao.

In the previous first-order competition, because of the superior combat power of Qianjindao and the reason of sitting on the home field, the disciples of Qianjindao achieved a proud victory rate of 77%, especially against the Merry Dao, and even kept a clean sheet against the opponent, and achieved a miserable 100% victory.

Jia Renwu smiled like a song, stroked his beard chicly, looked at Zhong Zhide, whose face was like frost, and meaningfully changed his laughter to a smile that was underwhelmed, and his face was full of sarcasm.

The disciples of Qianjin Dao were as imposing as a rainbow, and their faces were full of the breath of a king, crowning the ten realms, and the sound shook the martial arts.

Next is the seventh-order competition of Kaiyuan.

The first few Qianjindao warriors all won, and when it was Zhang Ruifeng's turn to appear, there was no opponent, because the opponent he originally drawn, Shi Yun, was wrapped in a bandage in the medicine pavilion at the moment, watching the live broadcast tragically.

Zhang Ruifeng suddenly felt bored, stood in the center of the venue, and turned on the taunt mode:

"Green Turtle Road, Green Turtle Road, can't you let me move my body a little? Don't you want to avenge your brother at all? Men really can't do it, it's good to let the eighth-order Princess Ye Lan fight, maybe I'll let her come up with the idea of 'transferring to the Thousand Golden Dao and cultivating with me'. ”

Qi Yu smiled and said nothing, Qi Ming had panda eyes and drooped his eyelids.

The atmosphere of the samurai academy is to encourage competition, as long as it is not malicious to hurt people, like Jia Renwu and Zhang Ruifeng, the deans and elders generally will not care.

Hearing this, Ye Lan's brows furrowed, his heart was intuitively disgusting, and he was not feeling good, and when he was about to step forward with his sword, one person grabbed him.

This person has grass roots in his mouth, and his words are mixed with rare gentlemanliness and coldness, which is Songming:

"It's easy to get dirty hands, so let a man come."

Ye Lan glanced at him, revealing a little disdain:

"Dirty hands thing...... For example, not believing in words? ”

Only then did Song Ming remember that he had promised to come to see her game, and said embarrassedly:

"Heroes are always the last to come out."

Song Ming didn't speak loudly, but he still couldn't escape Zhang Ruifeng's eyes and ears.

I saw Zhang Ruifeng raising his head, pointing his little finger at Songming, and his face was extremely playful:

"What did you say, this classmate? Be louder, I can't hear you! ”

Bursts of laughter erupted in the group of Qianjin Dao disciples, and all the disciples looked at Song Ming in unison, and some people even echoed:

"Heroes? Did I hear me right? Green Turtle Road also has heroes? ”

"The so-called Green Turtle Road, shouldn't all be shrunken turtles, right?"

"Isn't this guy the only one in the whole door who escapes? Hero? Haha, the hero speaks as softly and softly as a woman, and he can't get on the stage......"

Song Ming smiled, didn't care, chewed the yellowed grass roots in his mouth carelessly, and slowly walked into the field:

"Do you want me to come closer?"

Song Ming's voice was still not loud, but everyone in the audience heard his words.

This sentence is in response to what Zhang Ruifeng just said, "Be louder, I can't hear it!" This sentence.

The crowd erupted in bursts of laughter, some mocking, some real laughter, and even more coaxing laughter.

Qi Yu's eyebrows condensed, Qi Ming smiled and said nothing, while Lan Ting Zhenren, Xuan Yue, and Luo Yun looked at everything that happened in the arena indifferently.

Seeing Song Ming walk into the arena, Zhong Zhide's face was extremely ugly, and he shouted from afar:

"Songming, what are you going to do?! As your teacher and game enforcer, I won't allow you to play, let me come down, go back to the dormitory and kneel, and wait for the fate! ”

Song Ming didn't look back, and muttered leisurely:

"I didn't ask for your opinion, teacher."

He continued to walk slowly, looked at Zhang Ruifeng, who was arrogant in front of him, and suddenly threw the grass in his mouth, and said righteously:

"That's right, I'm the eighty-second disciple of the Merry Dao who escaped the race with a fraudulent injury, and I will fight today in place of Senior Brother Shi Yun-"

Speaking of this, Song Ming felt awkward himself, so he took out a grass root from his arms and stuffed it back into his mouth:

"I'm sorry, the above is, today I'm here to beat up a guy named Zhang Ruifeng, are you Zhang Ruifeng?"

……

The scene was silent for a moment.

The disciples of the Thousand Golden Dao were silent for a second, and then burst into a tsunami-like joking laughter:

"Hahaha, do you know how to write the word beating? Do you know the difference between being beaten and being beaten? ”

"Are you mistaken, you idiot? Even your senior brother Shi Yun is not Senior Brother Zhang's opponent, which green onion are you? You don't even have the qualifications to be beaten! ”

"Stick to the end if you are injured and escape, and you have to have your own discipline to be a turtle, you stretch out a ghost at this time, isn't it a waste of your previous efforts to kill yourself?"

Even the disciples on the side of the Wind Stream Dao showed expressions that they couldn't bear to look at directly.

They wondered, is the little junior brother crazy, the Merry Dao disciple has already been completely defeated in the face of the Qianjin Dao, why does he still jump out at this moment, isn't this to add insult to injury, sprinkling salt on the teacher's wounds?

Ye Lan looked at Song Ming tightly, looking at this man he couldn't understand at all, his cold and proud face showed a rare look of worry, and thought:

"Could it be that he has already practiced the Martial Heavenly Dao?"

Qi Ming opened his sleepy eyes and shook his spirits; Qi Yu twisted his eyebrows, revealing incomprehension.

Luo Yun's sword hung high, and said coldly:

"This kind of thing won't be stopped?"

Lan Ting Zhenren nodded in acquiescence, and said leisurely:

"Senior brother, don't you like to watch dramas the most?"

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