"Brother, whether you took the wrong medicine or have a fever, we don't know where the gate of the Immortal Academy opens. Lou Mulan couldn't see anything from Xia Chan's clear and non-stiff facial features, but she felt his complex inner emotions.

"No matter what ideals my sister has, my brother will work hard to help you realize them in the future. ”

"No, of course my own ideals rely on my own efforts!" Lou Mulan looked arrogant.

"Good. Xia Chan got up and patted Lou Mulan on the back of the head, "It's here." ”

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On the second day of the event, two key events were placed on the main field of Silver Phoenix, one was the popular Badao Guan Chen in Group A against Fan Xiwen, another chief student in the same group.

Another battle between the two chief students in Group D, Xia Chan VS Yang Ke.

This time, Xia Chan didn't go to the 'elite box', and took the 'welcome' Miss Teresa to a remote stand with a small number of people.

Today's Teresa wears a more civilian style, stepping on board shoes, black cropped denim ruffled pants lined with two slender calves like freshly peeled bamboo shoots, black camisole shirt with blue and white porcelain sleeveless retro vest is fresh and refined, and with a handbag is a full set of equipment.

She is chic, but Xia Chan, who leads the way, is uncomfortable, and even he has become the focus.

The key is that Teressa's temperament is too outstanding, and half of her face is covered by sunglasses, and she can still see that she is a big beauty.

Xia Chan, who was not very good at ear, heard a couple of men and women whispering nearby, and the two were suspecting what kind of star Miss Teresa was, and Xia Chan was naturally regarded as a bodyguard.

"Let's be honest, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"

Xia Chan's mobile phone rang, and a document was sent, the file format was very rare, and it seemed to be some kind of confidential official document.

The battle for the chief student of Group A is about to begin, and the stands are filling up one after another.

But Xia Chan and the two of them were very sparsely surrounded by people, and both of them had an aura that no one was close to.

In a short period of time, Xia Chan read the document of several thousand words.

The biggest suspect in the tragedy that occurred yesterday near the school district of Wuzhong is a cultist exiled from Lost Paradise, this person has awakened an extremely evil mutated bloodline, and Gang Qi has a strange and demonic attribute, which can easily ignite the physiological desires of the human body. This evil cult often uses secret methods to plunder a part of the victim's spirit and flesh and blood essence when he has reached bliss, and replenishes and strengthens himself.

The most bizarre thing is that this evil man is intersex, and he can change genders, that is to say, regardless of gender, he has the conditions and motives for violating the situation, and the last time he was arrested, he had committed dozens of cases in the eastern Langya Lingdi, and then fled to the Phoenix Spirit Land with his feet exposed, and met a person who restrained his physique and was captured. After being in prison for half a year, an negligent male prison guard was killed and escaped.

"Are you the one who restrains his physique?" Xia Chan took his eyes off his phone and fell to the ring that was clearing.

"All living beings are inseparable from life and death. Teresa seemed to answer the question.

Xia Chan rolled his eyes, "If it weren't for your cold aura, it is estimated that someone would have asked you for an autograph, and many people would have regarded you as an entertainment star." ”

Teresa turned her head and pursed her orange lips: "You have a big heart, it's your turn to appear in the next game, don't you need to prepare." ”

Xia Chan forced himself to look away from the source of temptation that changed his lip gloss: "I believe in your professional vision, which has pressed my whole family, what am I afraid of." ”

When Teresa heard this little complaint, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "This evil man named Moth Butterfly chose to commit crimes in Langya Lingdi at the beginning, and he chose all local boys and girls with special physiques, and he usually ate one woman, and the next one would change gender. ”

Xia Chan wanted to ask, and the audience applauded.

Today's highlight is about to begin.

The Badao Guan Chen's appearance was still like that, carrying a long knife on his shoulder, rhythmically walking in a figure-eight step, his free hand couldn't help beckoning to the student audience in all directions, and he even had time to high-five the enthusiastic audience with a long hand.

In contrast, Van Xiwen on the other side only had a small area in the stands, and there were people applauding and cheering.

Badao Guan Chen's cup odds in the crown betting are 1.9, ranking second, Fan Xiwen is the chief student of the Great Wall Private Middle School, which has a short history, and the cup odds are 11.8, which is lower than Xia Chan.

There seems to be no suspense about the outcome of the two.

Boom –

In the opening scene, the overlord sword slashed through the sky, and from a distance, the white thick lightning tore the ring in half.

As soon as Fan Xiwen drew his sword out of the sheath, he was overwhelmed by lightning.

There was an exclamation from the sidelines.

The sword light of the overlord sword did not materialize, so it turned extremely rigid into extremely soft, and slashed out horizontally without warning, because Fan Xiwen left an afterimage with an extremely fast body at that moment and moved away.

Circular sword circles rose one after another, layer upon layer, large and small, and the qi was like a fog and a curtain.

"Isn't this the signature Tai Chi Sword of the martial arts middle school, it actually made this kid taste it. Someone commented.

"This sword technique is easy to learn and difficult to master, if you want to find a sword book, you can order it online. ”

The sound of swords clashing continued to sound.

The fierce attack of the sword instantly fell into a pure trap, and he was not annoyed, a knife dragged down the Gangfeng knife marks, spread in the space of the two wings of the breakthrough, and forced Fan Xiwen, who was very good at the body, towards the edge of the ring.

Xia Chan's mobile phone vibrated at this time, and the referee table sent a confirmation message, he pressed the standby reply, got up and went to the direction of the locker room.

Teresa naturally followed her.

Students are allowed to bring assistants and attachés arranged by the school to participate in the competition, so ten minutes later, there was one more person behind Xia Chan who drilled out of the passage.

At this time, the projection screen reported the results of the game, and Guan Chen defeated Fan Xiwen and scored five points.

In the VIP box, Ruan Xingjun, the director of Yinhuang Middle School, suddenly turned his head to a middle-aged man with a graceful bearing beside him and casually inquired: "One of the chief students in Group D is called Yang Ke, and the chairman seems to have a nephew in White Horse Middle School who is also named Yang Ke, doesn't it happen to have the same name." ”

Chairman Yang raised his head, the handsome face on the projection screen was somewhat like him, and he said with some embarrassment: "That is the only son of my hard-working sister, and my husband's family unfortunately returned to his parents' house, and his son also changed his surname to Yang." ”

"The nephew is angry, holding the sword like a mountain, and it is really a good bloodline, and this victory is only within reach. The director of the silver phoenix slapped the horse in a vague way.

"There are three chiefs in Group D, and my nephew is not experienced enough, so it's not easy to stand out. Chairman Yang shook his head.

The director of Yinhuang sneered in his heart, the Fair Education Committee has been in the limelight recently, and the alliance has continued to tilt its policies, making this Leng Yamen lively again, thinking so in his heart, but he said in his mouth: "That Xia Chan is just a mere Qi refining and cultivation, not enough trouble, Ji Xiao of Group D is not good at fighting tough battles, so that the nephew should be firmly in his hands to take the first place." ”

Chairman Yang even said that he was not optimistic, but the pride in his heart was spontaneous, no one knows how many resources he invested for his sister's precious son, just because he has always been low-key, not as famous as people like Badao, the Silver Phoenix Cup is the beginning of his nephew's fame and opening the door.

In the audience seat belonging to the attaché on the side of the ring, Teresa crossed Erlang's legs and swiped her mobile phone leisurely, and Xia Chan cooperated with the first referee sent by the Fair Education Committee to hold a rune detector to conduct a second re-examination of him.

He had seen Ji Xiao, the other chief of Group D, this was the first time he had seen Yang Ke on the other side, his momentum was restrained, and he contained frost true intent on the outside, but there was a deep and unfinished dark true intent sprouting in the depths.

It's a hard stubble.

Xia Chan held the standard rune sword issued by the arena and walked into the ring steadily, his eyes swept from the opponent's wide heavy sword this time, and returned to the Sichuan character of the opponent's eyebrows.

This must be an opponent with stamina and explosiveness.

Seeing that neither side of the duel had the intention of talking, the referee in the center withdrew half a step and waved directly to announce the start of the game.

Yang Ke held a human-tall unsheathed sword in both hands, and it seemed to be erected slowly, and an endless cold true intent suddenly filled the entire octagonal ring, and the ground quickly condensed a piece of frost full of ice edges.

Xia Chan's eyes showed a hint of solemnity, and he moved his feet slightly, and the ice crystals almost froze the soles of his shoes. The opponent is afraid that he has studied him well, and he uses the opportunity of the dialogue to restrain his footwork at the beginning.

Drink~ After Yang Ke roared, the big sword slashed forward with a clever fold, and the sword shadow seemed to be illusory and connected into a constantly turning fan, and the cold and freezing air blocked the space in front of Xia Chan.

This icy true intent is not limited to the effect on the body and muscles, qi and blood, but also has a slowing effect on consciousness and will.

Qiang~

Xia Chan's long sword was sprinkled out of the sheath, the fire genus Liaoyuan True Qi traveled around to dispel the cold, the sword blade moved and shook with it, and the true qi of the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest followed the sword blade that condensed into a line.

The frost-like blunt sword had the same strength as a mountain, but it was interrupted by a refining sword light that came first.

Yang Ke's continuous sword intent was interrupted, and he immediately burst out with an even more explosive blow as if he was enraged, but Xia Chan's sword light retreated at the touch of a button.

The true qi of the earth tyrant had risen from under Xia Chan's feet, pushing him into the rhythm of the earth's pulse.

At this time, the opponent's domineering Frost True Intent not only tried to control the field, but also a dark aura full of corrosiveness and tyranny was like a shadow hidden behind the Frost True Intent, which was about to move, causing it to not start.

Xia Chan walked away with his sword, and did not fight hard with Yang Ke's heavy sword moves, but only interrupted the opponent's accumulated momentum with lightning strikes at critical times, and gradually disintegrated the opponent's tyrannical confidence hidden deep in his heart.

After dozens of moves, Yang Ke suddenly retreated half a step, and the big sword was erected back to his side, and the endless frost true qi suddenly retracted, condensing a layer of mist-like ice armor around the person and the sword body.

Xia Chan also felt that his opponent had lost patience and was ready to make a killing move, and his anger was exhausted, and a volcano that had been squeezed to the limit was about to pour out.

"Let's win or lose in one move. Yang Ke suddenly spoke, the chill condensed his lips and face, and even his thick eyebrows into gray-white, and the whole person looked extremely cold.

"It's fine. Xia Chan was a little surprised, this opponent seemed to be wide open, but the defense was also leaky, originally he wanted to take a good look at the different ways from this strong opponent in the same group.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ke's dark true intentions, which had been hidden from the beginning, could no longer hold back.