Chapter 0038, three wins in a row
After entering the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he came directly to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's martial arts arena.
Li Hongfei invited Lin Feng to sit side by side, drinking tea, talking and laughing.
However, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the scholars of the Nanling Academy were tense.
"What's going on with Nanling Academy, even the old man brought it, and he kindly challenged us?"
"After all, it's a academy that has just been established for two months, and it's normal to lack people, don't be like them, remember to be merciful later!"
"At first glance, it's all powerless, but that girl is very good, at first glance, she is a beauty, and now that she has a good relationship, she may have a chance in the future."
“……”
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at the lineup of Nanling Academy with a look of disdain.
Especially when I saw a few old men, I didn't take them seriously.
Only when I saw An Miaoyi, my eyes lit up, and I was a little interested.
"The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect dare to underestimate us, wait for them to see how powerful we are."
"That's right, our supernatural powers are enough to crush their martial arts, and today we must show the prestige of our scholars!"
"They are all respectful in the face of our dean, and we can't disgrace the dean!"
“……”
The people of Southridge College are all in high spirits.
"Zhang Zeyu, you go first."
An Miaoyi pointed to a thin scholar and said.
"I can't wait."
Zhang Zeyu immediately entered the center of the martial arts arena, "I am Zhang Xiucai, and the corresponding aura cultivation path is to move the blood realm, which senior sister will come to fight?" ”
"I'll fight you to see what you're capable of!"
Li Qianran jumped up and appeared in front of Zhang Zeyu, the sharp sword was already out of its sheath.
"Senior sister is really a wonderful person, is it okay to marry me?"
Zhang Zeyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a pair of eyes fell on Li Qianran, and he couldn't move away anymore.
"Crazy look at the sword!"
Seeing that the other party was so light on her, Li Qianran's face turned blue with anger, and she raised her sword and slashed.
Zhang Zeyu is just a showman, and the only heaven-given supernatural power he has obtained is that he is like a god, which is not very suitable for fighting, so he immediately sent a poem rewarded by Lin Feng, dodged the long sword, and detoured behind Li Qianran.
Then, at a lightning speed, he wrote his name on Li Qian's neck.
"That's it!"
Zhang Zeyu threw out the brush and said excitedly.
"This guy has a problem with his brain, he won't think that this can make Li Qianran admit defeat?"
"Are all scholars so rebellious?"
"This ...... What's going on? ”
"Am I blind?"
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at Zhang Zeyu like fools, and waited for Li Qianran to put the sword on Zhang Zeyu's neck, and the next moment he saw Li Qianran put away the long sword, pulling Zhang Zeyu's arm with a shy face, looking like I would go wherever you go.
"Li Qianran, what are you doing?"
The elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect shouted loudly.
"Report to Elder, I lost, I am willing to marry Zhang Lang!"
Li Qianran said with a red face.
"What did you say?"
The elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect thought they had heard it wrong, and they couldn't believe the direct ears.
"What's going on?"
Everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was dumbfounded.
Why did you lose?
If you lose, you lose, why do you have to rush to marry each other?
This kid isn't that handsome, right?
"Referee, announce the result."
Zhang Zeyu urged.
"This ......"
The referee looked embarrassed and looked at Li Hongfei, not knowing whether to pronounce the verdict or not.
"If you lose, you lose, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can afford to lose!"
Li Hongfei said calmly, looking very atmospheric.
However, I was very unhappy in my heart.
If you lose, forget it, the female disciple still has to take the initiative to marry the other party, what is this called?
If this news spreads, where will the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect go?
Only then did the referee weakly shout: "In the first game, Zhang Zeyu of Nanling Academy won." ”
"Senior sister, I'll go up next, and I'll also go and win a wife back!"
"Senior sister, let me go, I don't have a wife yet!"
“……”
Seeing Zhang Zeyu returning with Li Qianran in his arms, with a proud face, the scholars of Nanling Academy suddenly boiled, and they all rubbed their hands, looking at An Miaoyi with anticipation on their faces, and they couldn't wait to rush forward immediately.
"Zhou Jianmu, you go."
An Miaoyi pointed to a strong Xiucai and said.
"Haha, it's finally my turn, who ......"
Zhou Jianmu was overjoyed and strode towards the center of the martial arts arena.
He also learned Zhang Zeyu to shout, but before the word "senior sister" could be shouted, he completely closed his mouth, because the Ten Thousand Swords Sect sent a muscular man.
"Senior sister, can you change someone?"
Zhou Jianmu turned his head and asked An Miaoyi with a bitter face.
"I can't."
An Miaoyi directly refused.
"How can I be so unlucky!"
Zhou Jianmu's face suddenly wrinkled.
"Boy, if you have any means, use them all!"
Zhao Qiang, a muscular man, stimulated his own blood qi, and his whole body emitted red light, like a mad beast, rushing towards Zhou Jianmu.
"Do you really think I'm afraid you won't make it?"
Zhou Jianmu immediately reined in his mind and sacrificed a swift poem, while avoiding Zhao Qiang, he also sacrificed a galloping poem and fell on Zhao Qiang.
"Why did you suddenly speed up? What's going on? ”
Zhao Qiang was originally rushing, but he was accelerated by the swift poem, and directly rushed out of the martial arts arena and crashed into a stone pillar.
"Is that okay?"
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were dumbfounded again.
The disciples of Nanling Academy were amazed, they didn't expect that the swift poem could be used like this.
Even Lin Feng nodded secretly.
Zhou Jianmu is a talent and his combat effectiveness is not strong, but he can give full play to his advantages in battle and defeat the opponent, which is rare.
"In the second game, Zhou Jianmu of Nanling Academy won."
The referee reluctantly announced the result.
"Master Tang, you can go to the third scene."
An Miaoyi said to a white-haired master.
"Okay."
Tang Fuzi nodded in response and walked towards the center of the martial arts arena.
"The old man is also fighting?"
"Looking weak, you can't help but be windy, a gust of wind can blow down, are you sure you are in the wrong place?"
"Let me come this battle, I promise you, you must press this old man to the ground and rub it!"
“……”
After losing two games in a row, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all held their breath and rushed to fight.
"The old man is from Tang Ju, and the corresponding aura cultivation path is the Shendan realm, which of you will fight?"
Tang Fuzi straightened his back and said loudly.
"I'm coming!"
Ma Yingcai, who was in the middle stage of the Divine Pill, flew into the field, and the spear in his hand turned into dozens of gun shadows, and went straight to Tang Fuzi.
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried."
"Show you today, who has injustice."
Tang Fuzi used his paper talk and wrote Jia Langxian's "Swordsman" with a pen.
Suddenly, the sword qi swept towards Ma Yingcai, and dozens of gun shadows were instantly wiped out.
Even if Ma Yingcai kept urging the spear, he was still torn by the sword qi and flew out upside down.
"Ma Yingcai lost like this?"
"The old men of Nanling Academy are so fierce?"
"The people of Nanling Academy should not be underestimated, and they must not be careless!"
“……”
The disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked shocked.
If the first two were opportunistic by the disciples of Nanling Academy, then this one is absolutely genuine, and there is no moisture to speak of.
"In the third game, Master Tang of Nanling Academy won."
This time, the referee did not hesitate and shouted loudly.