Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Sword in Your Hand, A Breath in Your Chest!

(Answer: A certain girl reader asked eye-catching: Of course, Chen Feiyang has to learn the secret transmission of the nine methods of the divine machine, and how can one be enough?)

"It's the last spot!"

"Whose will it be?"

Everyone's eyes widened, the first few people may have a slight advantage over ordinary students, but the rest of them really can't think of anyone who can be a little better, and everyone has hope.

Shen Zheng and I lowered my head slowly, and the corners of my mouth twitched strangely.

"Zhang Kenong!"

He had a very unfamiliar name out of his mouth.

"Who?"

"Who?"

A group of classmates looked at each other, this low-key classmate, and even many people didn't know him at all, only friends who had a good relationship with him in the same class, crackling and applauding!

"Zhang Kenong, Zhang Kenong, go up!"

Sitting in the two rows in front of Chen Feiyang, a young man with a short face and pimples on his face was full of red light, and stood up in disbelief.

He is an inconspicuous character in the academy, although he works hard every day, but compared with the dazzling students who stand on the stage, it is simply a world of difference, he sat in the middle of the venue, he didn't expect this kind of good thing to fall on him, just wholeheartedly wanted to cheer for his friends!

Who knew that the last place would fall on him!

"The last spot turned out to be ...... He?"

Chen Feiyang was silent.

He clenched his fists, his heart sank into the ice cave, his ears were buzzing, and he could barely hear what Shen Zheng was saying on the stage.

"Effort...... Beyond the ordinary...... ...... every day"

It seems to be talking about Zhang Kenong's efforts.

Chen Feiyang remembered this humble classmate, who practiced hard every day and was quite serious in the mechanical class - he did not question Zhang Kenong's qualifications, but ......

I'm working hard, too!

Chen Feiyang stood up and knocked over the chair with a bang, the students didn't notice him, but Shen Zheng and I raised my head and glanced at him from a distance, in Chen Feiyang's opinion, the expression on the dean's face was no different from ridicule and ridicule.

"Just because...... Am I an auditor?"

"Dean, you can treat an ordinary and hard-working student equally-"

"—but you didn't take me into account at all?"

He suddenly felt that it was the most unwise decision to hope for this matter in the first place.

Sang Yu'er frowned.

She suddenly strode down from the pulpit, ignored everyone's surprised eyes, walked in front of Chen Feiyang, and held his hand.

"Chen Feiyang ......"

"Oh my God!"

"What do I see?"

"Senior Sister Sang actually ...... with that auditor"

This was explosive news, and everyone was stunned, and they couldn't react at all for a while.

This scene almost made the students forget the current predicament of the Divine Machine Academy and the belonging of the Nine Laws Secret Tradition, and they all fell into the endless gossip whirlpool.

Pomegranate's eyes were about to erupt with fire, his golden hair stood on end, as if he had experienced an explosion, probably because of the opportunity to transform, Xie Lang also mustered up the courage and glared at Chen Feiyang at the end of the auditorium viciously.

Shen Zheng, I turned a blind eye.

"The other students can be disbanded," his voice was indifferent, "the nine students who have been inherited, please come to the office with me, sign some documents, and start the preparations before the transformation." ”

Chen Feiyang took a deep breath, tried to control his emotions, and let go of Sang Yu'er's hand.

"Mulberry ...... Senior Sister Sang, go ahead, I'm fine. ”

He nodded, turned first, pushed open the door of the Great Hall, hurried out, and after a short distance, finally ran impatiently.

Sang Yu'er looked at his back in a daze, as if she wanted to imprint this scene.

Sword!

Sword light!

Brilliant sword light!

In the quiet room, Chen Feiyang seemed to be drunk, dancing his long sword wildly, the tip of the sword was like a little spark burning in the plain, hovering and flying in the air, and like a firefly in a strong wind, lighting the last light before extinguishing.

"Your heart is upset. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi stood aside, quietly watching his swordsmanship, and only after a long time did he let out a long sigh.

"How can it not be messed up. ”

Chen Feiyang restrained his chaotic swordsmanship, smiled bitterly, and panted.

"Shen Zheng, my old bastard! I thought he listened to Professor Yang's words, how could he give me a chance, but I didn't expect that he was really the one who targeted primitive immigrants and auditors the most! No matter how hard I tried, no matter how good I performed, it was useless, he could see all the students, but he couldn't see me!"

He grumbled, plunging his sword into the ground.

The old man in Tsing Yi was stunned.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Feiyang, I told you a long time ago, there are some things that don't have to be forced. ”

"The secret transmission of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine is good, but it may not be suitable for you, you are close to the threshold of the Nine Stars, and you are complete inside and out, even if you don't accept the first-level transformation, you can still have the opportunity to impact the Qi Gate. ”

"Why should you be angry about such a thing?"

Chen Feiyang puffed up his anger, "I just can't be angry with Shen Zhengme." Keep saying that the Divine Machine Academy gives everyone a chance, which is different from the Hanlin Academy, but it's not fifty steps and a hundred steps?"

Thinking innocently, it's just that he is more eye-catching than him!

"Flying!"

The tone of the old man in Tsing Yi became serious, "You have to understand one thing, in this world, it has always been unjust, rather than relying on others, it is better to rely on yourself!"

"As long as you have enough power, no one will disrespect you, and even if you get what you deserve, you will only get humiliation if you can't show a performance that is commensurate with it!"

"You have a sword in your hand, you have qi in your chest, you have hands and feet, you are still young, what is this mere setback?"

"If you have ambition, prove it to Shen Zheng and me, you can do better than those students who have received a first-level transformation!"

"Hurry up and practice swordsmanship, it's the right way, what's the use of you being angry and complaining here?"

Chen Feiyang's body shook, as if he was splashed with a basin of cold water on his face, he took a deep breath, and the look in his eyes gradually brightened.

"Master, you're right. ”

He bent down, slowly grasped the hilt of the sword that was inserted into the ground, and with a whoop, pulled the blade out and clenched it in his hand.

There is a sword in his hand and a breath in his chest.

He had a chance to prove himself.

Shen Zheng and I didn't choose him as the inheritor of the Nine Laws of the Divine Machine, it can only be regarded as his lack of vision, and Chen Feiyang can't blame himself for other people's mistakes.

Anger and grief are found to be signs of weakness.

The strong, when overcoming obstacles, stand in front of others, prove their strength!

"The secret transmission of the Nine Methods of the Divine Machine, it is considered that it has nothing to do with me, but I must be able to do better than Xie Lang and them!"

"Master, I will definitely rely on my own strength to step into the qi barrier and prove it to them-"

"--I, Chen Feiyang, am no worse than anyone else!"

Chen Fei raised his sword and pointed ahead, his clothes fluttering behind him, and there was a sound of hunting.