Chapter 059: Stage Fright?

Shenjun Martial Arts Academy has a school rule that students are not allowed to fight in private, and violators will be expelled from school. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info This rule is the strongest high-voltage line in the Shenjun Martial Academy, and if you touch it, you will die, and no student is so daring to violate this rule.

But those who practice martial arts pay attention to happiness and revenge, and they have to express their dissatisfaction in their hearts. It is impossible to say that the students do not have a little friction, after all, they are young and vigorous, and their blood is strong.

As a result, the Shenjun Martial Arts Academy had a "battle hall".

"Battle Hall", as the name suggests, is a place where you can fight, and it gives students a good platform to resolve grievances. Fighting in the "Battle Hall" is allowed, and as long as the battle letter is signed, the other party does not have to be responsible for the death of the other party.

On weekdays, a large number of militants gathered in the battle hall, and when they saw that their cultivation was lower than their own, they used all means to sign a war letter with the other party, and then suppressed it well, in order to increase their fierce reputation, and by the way, hone their martial arts.

However, today's battle hall is particularly quiet, and the militants on weekdays are all as quiet as cats with tails in the corner. Surprisingly, although the battle hall was quiet today, it was packed with people.

According to legend, there will be a battle in the battle hall today, a battle with the most disparity in strength, and a battle with the power of the beast lineage. One is a first-class student of the martial arts department, with the cultivation of the congenital Great Perfection, and the other is a freshman of the martial arts academy, and only has the cultivation in the early stage of the Dao.

Yue Ping is well-known in the academy, and even ordinary low-level lecturers and counselors dare not touch his edge. That's why the militants are so peaceful.

In the center of the battle hall is a huge battle ring. Yue Ping's sturdy body stood on top of the ring like an iron tower, and today he wore a white kung fu suit, and wrote "Shen Junyue, I love you" with a brush on the back and front, to show his sincerity to Shen Junyue.

Under normal circumstances, there is a rule in the war hall, which is called "early but not late", and late arrival is often regarded as a sign of cowardice. It was noon now, and Yue Ping had been waiting in the Vietnam War ring for a whole morning, but Mo Wuchen still hadn't appeared. This made him very angry, because Mo Wuchen was the first person besides Shen Junyue who dared to make an appointment with him, and he was still a man!

The militants squatting in the corner were even more worried in their hearts, and cursed Mo Wuchen thousands of times. If Mo Forgetchen didn't make an appointment today, a group of them would be "cool". Because they will definitely become the target of Yue Ping's anger.

At this moment, at the entrance of the battle hall, there was a sudden commotion. In the crowd, a person dressed in splendid clothes and a noble son walked in under the stars and moon. If Mo Wangchen is here, he will definitely find that this "noble son" dressed as a young white student is Princess Xiangling who collided with him on the street.

Seeing the arrival of another fierce god, the group of militants was even more frightened. Although this Princess Xiangling's cultivation is far less than Yue Ping's, she has a powerful escort team, and the captain of the escort team is a martial arts level existence. In addition to her noble status, almost no one dares to provoke her. Princess Xiangling Su Pingli has a perverse personality and is uninhibited, and there are few people in the martial arts academy who dare to touch her moldy head.

However, to the shock of the students of the Shenjun Martial Academy, when this fierce god was walking his horse on the street a few days ago, he actually gave way to a group of freshmen. And it is said that it hit a hard nail. It's hard to imagine what kind of existence it would be to be able to make such a little witch soften.

Xiangling shook a mountain folding fan in her hand, and slowly walked into the battle hall, every time her eyes swept over a person, that person would tremble and be extremely uncomfortable. After she looked around, she didn't see the hateful person, so she suddenly said angrily: "Mo Wuchen, that guy hasn't come to fight yet, won't he have stage fright!"

None of the people present dared to reply, except for the captain of Xiangling's escort team, Wang Gang leaned down and whispered in Xiangling's ear: "Childe, do you need to go down and tie him up?"

Xiangling put away the folding fan in her hand with a "snap", returned to her previous cold look, and said: "No need, how can people who dare to stand in my way be afraid of this Yue Ping? I'm waiting for him here!"

Wang Gang gave the people behind him a look, so someone immediately sent a yellow rosewood chair. "Childe, you sit down first. ”

Xiangling didn't say a word, and sat directly on the chair with a golden knife, and began to close her eyes and recuperate.

After about a few moments, at the entrance of the battle hall, there was another commotion, and many people began to whisper.

Xiangling opened her eyes and asked Wang Gang, "But Mo Wuchen, that bastard has arrived?"

Wang Gang said: "Childe, no, it's Miss Shen Junyue who is here!"

"The great beauty of the Grand Hyatt is here, ha, then I can't sit here!" Xiangling immediately stood up and walked towards the entrance.

Wang Gang shook his head helplessly, as the captain of Xiangling's personal guard, how could he not know the preferences of this princess. Who would have thought that she would not like men and girls?

Xiangling, as one of Shen Junyue's many most seekers, naturally wanted to show her demeanor at this moment. I saw that she immediately walked to Shen Junyue's side, smiled and said, "Junyue, you are here...... Sit down! I've got a chair ready for you. ”

"You don't have to be courteous, I won't agree to you about that!" Shen Junyue refused mercilessly.

"You don't have to rush about that, I have time to wait for you. Xiangling said in a low voice.

Shen Junyue didn't say anything, walked straight to the yellow rosewood chair and sat down, turned his head and didn't care about Xiangling.

......

About another incense stick time passed, and everyone was already waiting impatiently.

A sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked student complained: "I thought there would be a good show, but it turned out to be waiting here for nothing." ”

"I'll just say, how dare a small character in the middle of the Dao Dynasty accept Yue Ping's appointment. Another said.

"Hehe, I think Shen Junyue will definitely have a big change in his impression of that coward this time. ”

"That is, without strong cultivation, who would dare to chase Shen Junyue?"

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In short, all kinds of voices rose up for a while, but no one said anything good about Mo Forgetchen. Shen Junyue also beat a little in her heart, after all, this appointment battle was strongly promoted by her, if Mo Wuchen didn't come, she would also be disgraced, and she would have to be annoyed by that Yue Ping for a while.

At this moment, a loud voice rolled in from outside the battle hall. "Haha, let everyone wait for a long time, I don't forget to come to the appointment as scheduled!"

Almost everyone present was in good spirits, and Xiangling and Shen Junyue's eyes lit up.