"Young master, are you back? Hehe, you're quite satisfied, right? I said a long time ago, my Wang Zhong's name, there is a word for loyalty, of course you have to be detailed and thoughtful, although we are down now, but we can't lower the requirements for life, we still have to be exquisite, these are all ten sets of clothes I bought for you, the best products of Zhenxiu Fang, by the way, there are ...... in the tent."

Wang Zhong said excitedly.

Lin Beichen had a bad premonition in his heart, and said, "Don't tell me, you spent all the twenty silver coins I gave you at one time, right?"

"Of course. Wang Zhong said: "If I don't spend all this money, how can I be worthy of you, young master." ”

Lin Beichen: "......"

You're so worthy of me.

That's for the next month.

You're done with a fucking day.

Why are you such a loser?

"Hey, young master, your face is not good?"

Steward Wang was suspicious: "Did Dabi not do well in the exam today?"

"Not ......"

Lin Beichen gritted his teeth and said.

"That's ...... The things I bought weren't refined enough?"

Steward Wang asked.

"No, you, you ...... Well, well done. ”

Lin Beichen was about to scold, but suddenly remembered his own personality problem, so he had to give a thumbs up, in order to maintain the character of the former loser who spent money like water, knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood, and secretly swore in his heart that he must not give too much money to this old thing in the future.

It's strange to say.

I and Steward Wang are both lost dogs, what means did this product use to get so many goods out of school?

It stands to reason that he has already walked out of the campus, and he should be beaten to death on the spot by the enemies guarding outside.

Lin Beichen was very strange.

A moment later.

"Wahahahaha, Uncle Wang, you did a good job, very good, it's really worth the money. ”

Suddenly, he changed from a 'dog thing' to a 'Wang Bo'.

Because after Lin Beichen changed into a clean, comfortable and soft robe inside and out, after eating the most famous pastries in the city, he felt that his whole soul was sublimated.

Large-scale real incense scene.

Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Of course, after all, I still know you, young master." ”

It's late at night.

Lin Beichen was in the tent and summoned his mobile phone.

A day has passed, and there is still 62% of the battery left.

The two major APPs of [Medium Xuanqi Condensation Technique] and [Basic Sword Technique Close Body Trifecta] are all running in the background, and the three APPs of Herbal Elixir, History and Xuanwen Theory are all closed.

Other than that, there are no new changes on mobile phones.

Lin Beichen studied for a moment, and then put the phone away again.

He's subconsciously spending less time fiddling with his phone to save power.

"The Three Swords Pose is about to be practiced to the peak of perfection. ”

"Through today's test, my Xuan Qi level is at least above level 6. ”

"And today's actual combat in the class, although it is not challenging, but it also just allows me to eliminate the fear of cold weapon combat in this world as a traverser, and with my own combat experience, no matter who I am against tomorrow, the odds of winning are very great. ”

"Gotta get first. ”

"Otherwise, Wu Xiaofang, a mad dog, will definitely tear apart. ”

Lin Beichen thought about it over and over again in his mind.

As for the temporarily canceled Xuanqi grade results, Lin Beichen was not worried at all.

Because the cultivation of Xuan Qi is in one's own body, it is not cheating.

No matter how many times you retest, the result is the same.

The only thing that makes him faintly anxious in his heart is that until today, there are no new clues on the mobile phone, and there are still no clues on how to use the mobile phone to return to the earth.

He told himself in his heart that he couldn't rush and take his time.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The old butler Wang Zhong dutifully stood outside the tent.

Twenty meters away from a tree, Ding Sanshi, an old teacher hiding in the shadows, listened to the sound of sound of sleep coming from the tent and fell into deep thought.

In the past few days, the loser has eaten and slept, and he has not seen how he cultivates.

Then where did his god-level comprehension of the [Basic Swordsmanship Close Body Three-in-Command] and his sixth-level Xuan Qi come from?

Is there really a genius in the world who can become strong even lying down?

......

......

Day 2.

Dabi continued.

Although the ninth class has ended the civil war, deputies were elected.

However, there are still classes with more talented students, such as Class 1, Class 2, and Class 8, and the battle is fierce and takes longer, and the final candidate has not yet been contested.

Until noon, the representatives of the ten classes of the second grade were finally announced.

There are fifteen students in one class, ten students in class two, ten students in class eight, and other classes ranging from five to eight students.

The reason for this situation is determined by the average level of participants in each class.

The class with the highest average level will get more delegates.

Ten classes combined, exactly one hundred student representatives.

These 100 people will participate in the final all-level actual combat test and compete for the highest glory.

After lunch, the final actual combat competition finally kicked off in the midst of great expectations.

One hundred cadet representatives, who were out of order, were re-drawn.

The number of the draw determines the opponent in the first round.

Lin Beichen coincidentally drew No. 97.

So his opponent in the first round was a student with the number 4.

In the second year, there are a total of ten rings, so each round can be played with ten matches.

As for the rounds of the competition, they are arranged by the invigilator.

Lin Beichen was not among the first round.

Basically, under the deliberate arrangement of the instructors, there will be no more than two talent-seeded players in each round of ten matches.

In this way, the geniuses of the grade can watch each other's games, arouse each other's fighting spirits, and exert their strongest strength.

In the first round, there was Wu Xiaofang's match.

His opponent is Cheng Ku, a representative from Class 9.

The two took the stage.

Cheng Ku smiled bitterly.

His luck was very bad, and he met Wu Xiaofang, the first in the last big competition, in the first round.

There is no chance of winning.

The rules of the actual combat test at this stage are very cruel, as long as you lose one game, it means that you will be eliminated, and you will no longer be divided into the loser group, so when you encounter a big hit like Wu Xiaofang, you are destined to have no chance.

"Please also ask Senior Brother Wu to be merciful. ”

Cheng Ku arched his hand.

Wu Xiaofang smiled coldly: "Be merciful? That's impossible." ”

Cheng Ku was stunned.

What's going on?

Wu Xiaofang seems to have a lot of hostility towards himself?

I didn't provoke him before.

The jousting begins.

Cheng Ku drew the sword, which is the starting style of basic swordsmanship.

To be able to stand out from the forty students in the ninth class, he naturally has a certain combat power.

But Wu Xiaofang just sneered, and even the long sword in his hand was not unsheathed, and he stepped directly forward, and the sword with the sheath stabbed straight into Cheng Kuzhong Palace, straight to his chest.

Cheng Ku was calm and calm, and the [Thousand Mountains Horizontal Resistance] in the basic swordsmanship was directly sealed.

This is a very safe way to deal with it.

However, the long sword collided with the scabbard, and suddenly a powerful backlash came.

Cheng Ku only felt that his wrist was numb, and the long sword flew out of his hand.