Chapter 152: The arrogant sword attendant of the Eastern Courtyard

Except for being disrupted by Lu Peng once, the martial arts competition was carried out in an orderly manner for the next few days. There are constantly contestants who are promoted, and more and more losers are unwilling to leave this high-profile stage.

Xia Nan and Xia Lin have already lost, and Yuan Qian is no exception.

However, Wang Qidan's performance was unexpectedly wonderful, and he squeezed into the top 500 with excellent luck. Several times, Xia Nan couldn't help but ask Wang Qidan if he had bribed the referee team, why every time he met the opponent was a female student, and she was also a female student with mediocre strength and no fighting experience!

Wang Qidan pursed his lips and wondered how he knew.

Finally.

The top 500 competition began, and Mu Wen and Ji Changxin, as seeded players, stood in the sight of the audience.

After a round of draws, Mu Wen looked at the number plate in his hand, which was number eight.

"Hah, we almost got on the same page. Ji Changxin shook his number plate in front of Mu Wen's eyes and saw that it was marked with the number nine.

The two looked at Wang Qidan again, and seeing that he was staring at the number plate in a daze, Mu Wen asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Qidan stretched his face and looked dejected: "My good luck is in the end, No. 23, when I drew lots just now, I saw that No. 24 was a very strong man." ”

"Do what you can, being able to reach the top 500 is already a confirmation of your performance. Muwen said.

Wang Qidan nodded in response.

After staying in the lounge for a while, hearing the announcement, Mu Wen and Ji Changxin walked to their respective stages first. Mu Wen was the eighth, standing on the fourth stage, and saw that the opponent was a student of the Eastern Academy who was about the same size. Listening to the referee's pre-game introduction, his name was Guo Xin, and he looked very nervous.

"I can't beat you, but I'm going to keep fighting. ”

Guo Xin scratched his hair and smiled at Mu Wengan, and then said, "Can you not use that thunder to slash me, uh, I don't want to be bald, it's too ugly." ”

Mu Wen smiled: "It's up to now." ”

"Good. ”

Hearing this, Guo Xin was relieved and arched his fists: "Then I'm on." ”

The words fell, and under the whistle of the referee teacher, Guo Xin pounced on his right foot, and the iron spike sleeve of the two fists flashed with Huoyuan light.

Muwen's index finger converges on Lei Mang. Block Guo Xin's fist. Seeing the admiration in the latter's eyes, the color became more and more intense.

"Be careful, my stunt Kaishan Boxing!" Guo Xin hit three punches in a row without success, shook his arm violently, and burst into the fist with all his might.

His body was bent sideways like a bow. The right fist struck Muwen in the forehead. Left fist to the abdomen. Very skillful one-trick Kaishan boxing.

Huo Yuanling heated the air in front of Mu Wen, and his unfazed index finger slashed from top to bottom, hitting Guo Xin's right fist and hitting the left fist below.

Guo Xin, whose body was out of balance, shouted in his heart that it was not good. He fell down in front of Muwen.

Just as he was about to touch the ground, a hand caught Guo Xin's back, and he looked up and saw that it was Mu Wen who helped him up.

After Guo Xin stood firm, he gave a salute and said in a friendly manner: "Classmate Mu Wen is really extraordinary. Hehe, I'm embarrassed to stand here as your opponent anymore. ”

As he spoke, he admitted defeat to the referee, and greeted Mu Wen while stepping off the stage: "You have to come on, win the championship of this martial arts competition." ”

"I will. Muwen waved goodbye to him.

glanced at the table on the side, and saw that the battle situation between Ji Changxin and the No. 10 player was not so harmonious, that person was obviously not his opponent, but he was fighting hotly and inseparably.

The reason is very simple, the opponent is a female student with a bit of pose.

"Ahh

The scream that came again was not that she was injured, but that her buttocks were accidentally touched by Ji Changxin again, and the whole body of the female student was eaten all over the body in such a game.

Mu Wen was too lazy to watch it, waiting to see Wang Qidan's play.

After two pillars of incense.

On the second stage, Wang Qidan was standing with deep breaths, and the strong man opposite was laughing and laughing across the road with a few of his sworn girls.

The referee bit the whistle in his mouth and said: "The No. 23 contestant is the first-grade swordsman of the West Academy, and the second-grade swordsman of the No. 24 South Academy, the third class of the swordsman, the game begins!"

The sound of a whistle tightened Wang Qidan's beating heart.

Wang Qidan was still amazed that Taihong was actually a sword attendant, and the latter had already summoned a sword spirit, which varied in size and quality, and was tinged with earthy yellow variegation. I don't know what kind of exercises Taihong is cultivating, but there are quite a few sword spirits, more than 600 of them.

When he made this move, the audience suddenly erupted in surprise.

More than 600 sword spirits were suspended overhead, and the black pressure covered the entire No. 2 stage, and Taihong, who was enjoying the cheers, looked up to the sky with his triumphant nose.

"Is the sword servant in the late stage of the Spirit King" The corners of Wang Qidan's mouth were bitter, and the sword spirits he could summon were only fifty.

"Hey, you kid. Taihong squinted and glared, the flesh on his face twitched and he was a little annoyed: "No matter how you scream, I don't scream, I am so embarrassed." If you're scared, you can call me out loud, bear with me. ”

Wang Qidan was stunned when he heard this, and replied blankly: "I'm not afraid, why are you screaming in fear?"

"Ahhhhh

The words poked at Taihong's anger, and he seemed to be boiling in his eyes, and he stared at Wang Qidan. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "You're not afraid of me, ahhhh ”

Under his words, the sword spirits flew overwhelmingly towards Wang Qidan.

This momentum alone was enough to frighten many of the spectators in the audience.

The referee stared wide-eyed, as long as Wang Qidan was unable to resist, he would rush over and move Wang Qidan away as soon as possible, and then announce the end of the game.

However, a faint smile quickly flashed in his eyes, and he paused for half a foot that had already been stepped out.

"Bang!"

The piercing sound of the crash shook people's ears.

Taihong was taken aback, no one knew the state just now better than him, and that kid also summoned the sword spirit at a critical moment!

The smoke and dust cleared.

He couldn't see Wang Qidan's figure, he was firmly surrounded by a circle of dark blue sword spirits.

The sword spirits dispersed, Wang Qidan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, and manipulated the sword spirits to point at Taihong with less to more: "I'm going to fight back." ”

Taihong is a person who knows the goods, and he immediately saw that Wang Qidan's sword spirit is extraordinary, and the exercises he cultivates in the same way are definitely not the kind of quality that can be exchanged for amethyst in the academy.

Obviously, this little bit of realm is very weak, but he can argue with himself because he is strong in the exercises, Taihong is annoyed when he thinks about this. His eyes were very red, showing an extremely jealous look, and after breaking up one of Wang Qidan's attacks, he fused six hundred sword spirits into a great sword spirit.

"Wow, that's big!"

"Is this the terrifying power of the Swordsman?"

"It's worthy of Taihong, a second-year seeded player in the East Academy. ”

"Isn't it, I heard that he still wants to compete with Song Hong from the Southern Courtyard this time. ”

"I really envy the strength of the swordsman, and he can always fight beyond the ranks. ”

“”

In the sigh of tsk, Taihong couldn't wait to slash the big sword spirit towards Wang Qidan, and the latter was so surprised that he immediately drove the sword spirit to block. After all, it was just a low-grade sword spirit, and it broke in Taihong's big sword spirit slash, and the unstoppable big sword spirit suddenly fell to Wang Qidan, whose legs were weak.

Sou.

The referee teacher tried his best to spread his pace, pulled Wang Qidan to dodge the attack, and turned around and shouted: "Taihong, be careful to disqualify you if you mess around like this!"

"Wow, who called him so weak. Taihong glanced down at Wang Qidan, and shouted: "I don't know which idiot taught it, and the strength is so poor." ”

Wang Qidan was walking off the stage, and when he heard Taihong's voice, he stretched his neck angrily and scolded back: "You are an idiot, my master can kill you with a finger." ”

"What, you dare to scold me in front of so many people, I'm so shameless!" Taihong rolled up his sleeves and wanted to chase down to block Wang Qidan.

Wang Qidan's mouth was also hard: "Come on, I'm not afraid of you, you big man with a brain." ”

The two were dragged by the hospital staff and scolded each other across the spitting on the road.

If it weren't for the disqualification, I'm afraid Taihong would have wanted to use his sword spirit to stab Wang Qi's egg to death.

Similarly, if it weren't for Mu Wen's overall situation, Wang Qidan would have wanted to move out his incredible master and scare him to death.

With a hand on his shoulder, Wang Qidan, who was still angry, turned his head and saw Mu Wen: "Brother Mu." ”

He looked at the outsider next to him and immediately changed his words.

Mu Wen's face was calm, his eyes swept over several people, and he looked at Taihong lightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Don't make a big fuss with a rat." He didn't have to wait long. ”

Wang Qidan pondered Mu Wen's words, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes showed joy: "Brother Mu, you are going to take action in person?"

"There is no need to draw lots in the next round, and the number in the middle is exactly the match between me and Taihong. Muwen replied lightly.

Suddenly, Wang Qidan gloated at Taihong and muttered, "Ha, you are dead." (To be continued......)