Chapter 8 Bow Warriors and Qingming Disciples

Youlan smiled and said, "It's worthy of the person I fancie! Youlan grabbed the tail of the little green snake, threw the little green snake out, and scolded: "Damn it!"

Ou Lingfeng quickly caught the little green snake. glared at Youlan angrily. Youlan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ou Lingfeng with a flattering expression.

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"After a fierce competition, the hundred students who have won the Qing Cultivation Academy have also been selected!, then, the next thing is the competition for the first place, and all the students who have reached the Battle Spirit Rank will be listed!"

Ou Lingfeng saw that there were a total of twelve Battle Spirit Rank powerhouses, and the highest of them was Ou Lingfeng.

"In this competition, we are fortunate to have Dean Qingming, the dean of our Qing Xiu Academy!" Elder Bei continued.

"Wait, we were all on our own, and after some deliberation, we decided not to participate in the first race. We are willing to regard Ou Lingfeng as the first!" said a fourth-level battle spirit student. The other ten students nodded, and their eyes were full of respect when they looked at Ou Lingfeng.

Perhaps, Ou Lingfeng didn't know any phantom, but there was no one present who didn't know. That phantom was the ruthless spear of the God of War level powerhouse who dominated the continent back then, he was the only genius on the continent whose weapon was a gun, and he was also the only one who reached the God of War level.

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"Since you've all said so, then I'll declare that the number one this session is ......"

"Wait a minute!" a young man in Tsing Yi jumped on stage, "I'm going to challenge her!"

Elder North said, "You, a ninth-level battle master, challenge a fifth-level battle spirit?"

"Yes, I'm just going to challenge her!" said the boy.

"Miss Ou Ling, what do you think?" said Elder Bei.

Ou Lingfeng smiled and said, "No problem! ”

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Ou Lingfeng stood on the stage and observed the young man in Tsing Yi. The young man in Tsing Yi said: "My name is Zhang Fengyi!

Ou Lingfeng said: "Ou Lingfeng! Level 5 Battle Spirit!"

Zhang Fengyi grabbed it with his left hand, and a cyan longbow appeared in his hand.

"Hmm, Bow Warrior? This profession is already very rare, what happened to this competition? First the golden and cyan qualifications, then the Green Vine Snake Royal Family, the God of Gun Warfare, and finally the Bow Warrior. Qingming said angrily and funny.

Zhang Fengyi held a bow in his left hand, and his right hand was in the shape of a drawn bow, and a cyan bow and arrow appeared in Zhang Fengyi's right hand. I saw Zhang Fengyi gently hook the bowstring, and a blue light swept towards Ou Lingfeng. Ou Lingfeng held the cold iron colorful spear in his hand, and gently raised it upward, picking the bow and arrow aside.

The corners of Zhang Fengyi's mouth turned up slightly, and a short arrow with blue and gold appeared in Zhang Fengyi's hand.

"Huh?" Ou Lingfeng was a little surprised, she actually felt the breath of true qi on that short arrow.

"If you can take my move, then I'm going to throw in the towel. Zhang Fengyi said lightly.

Ou Lingfeng said: "Come on!"

"Breaking the Sky and Blue Golden Arrow!"

"The second style of dragon marksmanship - Jiaolong goes to sea!"

Boom! The table shattered into small pieces of gravel like rags, and the flying smoke and dust obscured everyone's view.

Qingming frowned, and with a wave of his hand, a fresh breeze blew away the smoke and dust. I saw Ou Lingfeng put the cold iron colorful flower gun on Zhang Fengyi's neck.

Ou Lingfeng smiled and said, "You lost!"

Zhang Fengyi smiled bitterly and said, "Indeed, I didn't expect you to be so strong!

Ou Lingfeng whispered to Zhang Fengyi: "Little sister, let's talk if you have time." ”

Zhang Fengyi paused, nodded, and said, "Okay! See you later!"

After speaking, Zhang Fengyi walked down the broken competition stage alone.

"Since Ou Lingfeng has won, then Ou Lingfeng is the squad leader of all the students in this class!" said Elder Bei.

"Class leader, you won't tell me that the Seishan Academy only accepts a hundred people at a time, for one class. Ou Lingfeng was surprised.

"That's right, that's how we are in the Qing Academy, you have won the first place, then you are qualified to make a request to me!"

"Heh, I had already guessed that you were the dean of the Qingxiu Academy, otherwise how could you just ask someone to get a weapon. ”

"Don't talk about that, whatever you ask, I'll do my best to accommodate you. ”

Ou Lingfeng looked at the cold iron colorful spear in his hand and said, "I only need this gun!"

"Oh, haha! I was meant to give you this gun, because you have awakened it that has been sleeping for a thousand years, and you have the right to be its master. ”

"Then I don't have anything to ask for!"

"However, I have one request. It's you who make me my disciple, and then I'll give you this gun. ”

"Huh? right...... No problem!"

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"Teacher, why do you want to promise him? I only have you as a master. Ou Lingfeng asked.

"Hehe, silly boy, you can learn a lot with one more teacher, after all, I have been sleeping for a thousand years, and I don't know many things, and I have also obtained the Cold Iron Flower Gun. The God of Gunfight said.

"Oh, teacher, don't worry, I'll find a way to reshape your body. ”

"I'm relieved to have that. That's right! The ninth-level Great War Master who fought against you today turned out to be a divine body, and he could communicate with the divine qi to cultivate, so it was best to befriend her. ”

"Yes, I know, what am I?"

"Stupid! You are the body of the god of war, and you can communicate with all the cultivated gases in this world!"

Something tomorrow, updated in the evening