Bingyu raised his hand to stop the noisy students, and said with a serious face: "The strength of entering the top four this time is very strong, the champion is basically Guo Xiang, who belongs to the low-level spirit, and the runner-up is Lu Fei, who belongs to the beginner-level spirit, both of them are battle sword souls, and there is one who is similar to Su Qingchen, who is the dark horse of this year, the eighth-level spirit warrior, and the soul spirit war hammer." ”

Bingyu's words are that everyone fell silent, no wonder the top three in each session are aristocratic classes, the strength turns out to be so strong, Guo Xiang turned out to be a low-level spirit, this strength is too strong, no wonder the beauty of our class Yin Ting will lose.

Everyone was discussing the competition rewards and Guo Xiang and Lu Fei, but the person involved, Su Qingchen, lowered his head and ate the vegetables, he was already very hungry, and began to chew slowly in order to save face, wanting to leave a good impression on Yin Ting.

After she said that sentence, Yin Ting fell into deep thought, her face was slightly red for a moment and indifferent for a moment, and she couldn't figure out what she was thinking in her heart at all, and finally Su Qingchen didn't care, and began to frantically eliminate the delicious dishes on the table.

The few words of Bingyu just now made the teenagers at the table start to discuss, and there was no one to start with the dishes on the table, which was just convenient for himself, except for the low-level Qing Phantom Soul Technique, which made Su Qingchen bite the duck's neck and pause slightly, in fact, he was eating wildly all the time, like a child who had not eaten for a hundred years, and he was extremely hungry.

Su Qingchen's reaction made Bingyu a little surprised, could it be that these rewards were not tempting to him, or had he given up the game, and suddenly found that he was getting more and more incomprehensible to the young man in front of him, and he was more and more shocked to himself, and he didn't know how many surprises he could bring to himself.

Looking at Su Qingchen, who was gobbling up, there was a smile on his iceberg-like face, even Bingyu himself didn't expect that there would be such a day when he saw this little pervert and laughed himself, I don't know if I can still do it to him?

After eating, the time for the game was approaching, and because he planned to let Su Qingchen give up the game, Bingyu did not rush the students, looking at the joking students, Bingyu also felt that he had returned to his student days many years ago.

When a group of people came to the competition venue, they saw countless people surrounding this venue, and the lively scene was extremely spectacular, and with the high shouts one after another, it aroused the mood of wanting to join in the fun.

Su Qingchen was pulled into the crowd by Wang Xing and others, squeezed desperately for a long time, and finally squeezed into the front, and was blinded by countless people all the way, they had already entered a cheeky state of selflessness, and they didn't care about other people's eyes at all.

When they looked up at the battle platform, Wang Xing and the others were instantly dumbfounded, and at the same time there was no wonder that the more they squeezed, the better they squeezed, it turned out that the game was over.

Rao is Su Qingchen is thick-skinned enough, and his face was red at this time, it was too embarrassing, it was a shame to follow Wang Xing and a few people, it was better to follow Zhang Long, I don't know where this little Polong has run recently. I miss him a few days after not seeing him.

Su Qingchen's cultivation has broken through three levels in a row, and he has long wanted to find Zhang Long to practice his hands, try his attack power, and hone his combination skills by the way, so that he can use them perfectly. I was almost injured by my opponent in two trials on the field, and I can't take the game as a child's play anymore, so I have to take it seriously, especially when I will play with Guo Zixiang.

Thinking of Guo Zixiang, Su Qingchen's face wrinkled slightly, thinking of the promise he made to Yin Ting, this is the first time he has made a promise to a girl, he can't break his promise, otherwise his reputation will be completely ruined, but he is not sure about the pot Xiang who is already in the realm of a low-level spirit, and even he is a little unoptimistic about himself.

The mood suddenly became depressed, at this time Su Qingchen found that he couldn't concentrate his mind to rehearse the attack mode in his mind, the more he couldn't concentrate, the more Su Qingchen wanted to put away his mind, feeling that someone was slapping him, Su Qingchen didn't want to pay attention to it, he just wanted to quietly enter the state, so as to prepare for the competition.

After half a ring, Su Qingchen felt a pain in his buttocks, and then his head touched the hard countertop, and when he opened his eyes, Su Qingchen found himself lying on the platform like a turtle, and there was a series of laughs from the audience, touching his head, Su Qingchen stood up, and after seeing the smiling pot Xiang opposite, he wanted to understand what was going on. turned his head and glared angrily at Wang Xing in the audience.

Wang Xing and the others wanted to take a few steps back in horror, but found that there was no way back at all, so they could only show an embarrassed and innocent expression, stretching out their hands and shaking in front of them, which made the people around them even happier.

Su Qingchen couldn't wait to jump off the stage and beat Wang Xing and a few others, but unfortunately he helplessly heard the middle-aged man under the stage announce the start of the game. Putting away his depressed mood, Su Qingchen's soul was resolute, and after seeing Guo Zixiang make a gesture of invitation, his anger soared.

Su Qingchen shook his soul back, stretched out his hand and pointed at the gentleman-like pot Xiang, and said angrily: "You are a strange pot, you are so ruthless in the competition with beautiful women, and you are like a shy girl in the competition with labor and management." Do you have a problem with sex, what to watch, what to watch, and staring wide-eyed, brother knows that he is a handsome guy, you don't need to look at brother like this, brother clearly tells you, brother is not engaged in base, you have to hit brother attention, brother will explode your chrysanthemum. ”

Su Qingchen's series of angry scolding not only scolded Guo Zixiang on the other side, but also plunged a group of audience members into deep thought, all thinking about what Su Qingchen meant by scolding?

Guo Zixiang was stunned for a moment, he had received a good education since he was a child, he had never been scolded, and he didn't even understand what Su Qingchen meant by scolding, and when he was about to ask what he meant, he saw a small sword spirit appear in front of him, and scolded secretly: "It's not good." ”

The pot Xiang soul was decisive, and while absorbing the soul power in the air, his right hand pushed forward, and he took advantage of the momentum to retreat a few steps backwards, dodging Su Qingchen's sudden blow.

Su Qingchen's body was stunned in the air, Killing Feng Ling changed direction, and the sword spirit pointed directly at Guo Zixiang's head, with a speed like the wind, the sword spirit had already touched Guo Zixiang's skin, but a three-color long sword that appeared in the sky blocked in front of the little sword spirit, making it impossible to take a step deeper.

Su Qingchen was secretly startled, and quickly took a few steps back, originally wanting to take advantage of the moment when Guo Zixiang was stunned just now, and use the Killing Wind Ling sneak attack to win the opening advantage, and kept attacking, making him panic, and he needed to find an opportunity to use the strongest blow to injure him and win the game.

Imagination is always so beautiful, reality is always so cruel, after opening the distance, Su Qingchen and Guo Xiang looked at each other, no one moved first, as if they were waiting for something. A moment later, a hint of ferocity flashed in Guo Xiang's eyes, and his right hand waved at that moment. The sword spirit slashed into the air with a tricolored light.