The noise outside interrupted Sanshao's thoughts, pushed open the door, and a burst of fresh air came to his face, with the cool breeze of Xi Xi's early morning, and the soft morning sunshine shone on Sanshao's jade-like face, Sanshao squinted, and his mood seemed to be a little better in an instant.

"Tang Feng!"

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly shouted.

Sanshao followed the prestige, and saw the beautiful girl of Sula Xiaoshui, dressed in flowers and branches, in the early morning sun, extremely enchanting, full of the girl's charm and innocence...... Behind her was Saddam's honest-looking child.

"I could have been so beautiful!" San Shao whispered in his heart, staring at Sura Xiaoshui intently.

Su La Xiaoshui saw Sanshao's "idiotic" eyes, and suddenly burst into secret joy, fortunately, it was not in vain that she got up early in the morning and dressed up for so long.

"Are you going to watch the game?" said Sura Xiaoshui delicately, with a hint of girlish shyness.

"Yes. What?" After San Shao was slightly stunned, he instantly returned to his previous cold expression and said indifferently.

"Let's go together, okay?"

"Whatever!" San Shao still said lightly.

"What about Yang Tian?" Saddam, who was standing quietly behind Su La Xiaoshui, suddenly asked.

"He's in trouble, and he's out early in the morning. After the third young man glanced at Saddam, he didn't think about anything, so he said casually: "Let's go, there's no place to be late!"

After the three young men finished speaking, they took the lead and walked forward. Sura Xiaoshui suddenly fluttered like a cheerful butterfly and floated to Sanshao's side. Saddam Hussein glanced at the door of the 301 dormitory before turning around and following.

But just when I went out, I met another group of people.

The little princess Hua Zheng who stood among the people like the stars holding the moon, Ma Li, a beautiful warrior dressed in a seductive surname, as well as Huoyun, Carlos and other brothers, and a person who surprised Sanshao slightly. The thin monkey Asa had a smile on his face that was more windy than the warm breeze of Xia Yu, and beside him there was an elegant and refined beauty, and this beauty Sanshao had also met once. Luxi.

"Where's the boss?"

"Where's my brother?"

Huoyun and the little princess asked almost at the same time. They have been waiting here for a long time.

Three less for a while, the head is big. Su La Xiaoshui, she can say a reason casually, but these guys can prevaricate by saying a reason casually? What kind of Tianyuan joke, just the little princess, there is no way. Not to mention a bunch of guys who "break the casserole and ask the end". However, San Shao suddenly thought of Yang Tian's rogue behavior, can't he say, can't I pretend to be stupid?

"Ahem...... I don't know, last night he kept calling his magic robe not good-looking, he couldn't soak his sister or something, and he told me early this morning that he was going out to run errands...... "The third young man said with a wit.

"Uh...... The boss is too shameless, he is so handsome, what else do you want?" Huoyun said depressedly.

But when everyone heard Sanshao's explanation, they didn't doubt it, because with Sanshao's surname, they wouldn't have lied and wouldn't have said such an obscene reason, not to mention that they wouldn't have thought of Sanshao lying at all.

"Luxi, this one who is almost as handsome as me is called Tang Feng, my good brother, who lives in a dormitory with our boss. Asa Yin smiled and introduced to the beautiful woman Lu Xi beside her.

A flower inserted in the cow dung had already blinded Yang Tian's younger brothers, but Asa was so shameless and obscene that he was as handsome as Tang Feng, so everyone couldn't help it anymore, and spit at Asa one by one.

"Hello!" San Shao didn't care, and whispered to Lu Xi: "Nice to meet you!"

Under the gaze of Sanshao, even a beauty like Lu Xi looked a little cramped, person, too handsome, indeed ...... "Since the boss is not here, let's hurry up, the duel between the Sword Saint VS the Sword Master, there are not many opportunities like this!" Carlos suddenly said in a deep voice.

"yes, I heard that handsome blonde guy is not very old, fuck, what a talent, even our boss may not be comparable!" Huoyun continued: "Let's go!

Sanshao was speechless.

...... The martial arts arena of the Holy Dragon Academy.

The freshman contest had just ended, and after just a few days of silence, it was once again bustling with people. When Sanshao and the others arrived, the better positions in front had already been occupied.

What is surprising is that the rostrum was full of people, and the old men seemed to be chatting happily. In addition to the headmaster, Sadare, there are also the president and vice president of the warrior union, as well as several old men who don't have any magic and warrior rank badges on their clothes.

In the middle of Sadare and the president of the warriors' union, there sat an old man in a white magic robe, even in the midst of a group of unfathomable old fellows, he seemed so detached and unworldly, especially his temperament that seemed to be one with nature.

Many well-intentioned people have recognized the old man as the old man who once showed his face in the square.

This scene seems to be even more lively than the day of the final of the freshman competition.

Yes, it was indeed livelier than that day.

One is that the duel between the two Juggernauts themselves is already a big attraction. The Sword Master, no matter what, is already a powerhouse second only to the Sword God. Although the number of Sword Saints on the Tian Yuan Continent is much, much more than that of Sword Gods.

The second is the identity of Yin Ping Ayr. The Grand Prince of the El Empire, the heir to the throne. For this alone, many people who tend to be attached to the flames will not miss the perfect opportunity to accumulate material for future stalks.

The third is that the blonde boy with a black giant sword on his back and a mask has a mysterious identity on the one hand, and his cultivation is enough to shock the Tianyuan Continent. He is not very old, but he is in the middle stage of the Sword Master, which is undoubtedly amazing.

...... After Yang Tian came out of the dormitory, he saw the crowd rushing to the martial arts arena, and suddenly realized a very serious problem.

This question made Yang Tian's head suddenly become two big.

"Why did you forget my dear aunt?" Yang Tian said depressedly.

only knew to hide his identity, but he forgot his aunt Xuanyuan Qingwu, who was alluring to the country and the city, you must know that she knew the Xuantie Sword named "Xuanyuan Langya Sword" by Xuanyuan Shang. Once he saw this sword, Yang Tian's identity was exposed.

Although Xuanyuan Shang's old man's deterrence Yang Tian didn't care much, but now he didn't want Xuanyuan Qingwu to know his identity from the bottom of his heart, because he didn't want to see Xuanyuan Qingwu's doting eyes. He needed something else.

"Forget it. Although you are more stylish, I can't use you this time. Yang Tian stroked the sword body lightly, and said secretly in his heart.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Lao Hei's voice suddenly came into Yang Tian's mind.

"Damn, you're still alive?Why are you crazy, you've been cultivating for so long?I don't know boss, do I have a lot of questions to ask you?" Yang Tian suddenly said loudly to Lao Hei in his consciousness.

"Ahem...... Boss, I don't want to do this, but when you were seriously injured, I was almost finished, didn't I wake up?" said Lao Hei as he seemed to be very depressed.

"You're almost finished?Old Hei, you're in a soul state, can a pure stream of consciousness also be injured?" Yang Tian asked in slight surprise.

"Yes, boss, you must know that last time you were under pure mental coercion, and I was no less than you, I was lucky to wake up, if it weren't for my determination...... It is estimated that even if you don't die, you will become an idiot!" Lao Hei, a shameless guy, under the influence of Yang Tian, does not tremble when he lies.

You must know that the thoughts of the two at this time are intertwined, if Lao Hei is a little abnormal, Yang Tian Lima can find out. Originally, Yang Tian and Lao Hei's minds could also be connected, but that feeling Yang Tian was very unhappy, especially when he wanted to be a woman, if he was peeped at by Lao Hei, it would be even more unhappy. It's a good thing. Otherwise, Lao Hei would not have had a chance to lie at this time.

Hearing Lao Hei's words, Yang Tian was depressed for a while, and it seemed that the only hope was to meet the old man who had slept on the ground. No matter how you say it, Zi Vera's grandson, even if it is a waste of firewood, he is a celebrity, not to mention that listening to the meaning of Xuanyuan Qingwu, this person is not a waste of firewood!

"Old Hei, is there a way to make the Xuantie Sword look different?" Yang Tian didn't doubt Lao Hei's words at all, and after a pause, he directly moved on to a new question.

"Ahem...... No. If other weapons were artifacts, as long as I became its sword spirit, I could easily control its shape, but ...... This sword is very different, no, very different. I can't change it in the slightest!"

Yang Tian frowned slightly, this Xuantie Sword was just a sword made of Xuantie, not even the most basic magic sword, let alone a flying sword refined by a cultivator, but Lao Hei actually said this, could it be that this Xuantie Sword was any different?

(To be continued)