After Su Ye took the stage, the opponent also appeared on the stage without any suspense, it was a student named Luo Qiang from the White Horse Academy, he had just won the victory from the literary battle, and he was secretly excited, especially the cheers that resounded throughout the venue, and His Majesty the White Emperor on the high platform also came.

This is his famous battle, won the victory, became famous, won the eyes of the White Emperor, and since then he has been on the rise, marrying Bai Fumei, and walking to the pinnacle of life.

Seeing Luo Qiang's excited expression on the other side, Su Ye took a closer look, and there was no mention in this chapter, which means that even the protagonist group is not, and it belongs to the kind of trick that makes up the number of people.

In contrast, Su Ye had nothing to say, so he could only wait for the referee to finish explaining the rules, he looked around boredly, and found a very strange thing, no one seemed to have an opinion on him, the top sixty-four.

There are men and women who advance to the round of 64, most of them are young people, and a few don't know if they are teenagers or adults, or those who are 30 years old.

Before, Su Ye followed Fengyi and listened to their chat for a while, and heard them say that a certain prince of Xiangnan is a real gentleman, saying that asking for the people's life really saved Taoyuan, and several fair-skinned and beautiful female students said that they should give birth to children like Su Xihui, and marry only Su Shizi.

Su Ye was embarrassed to admit his identity.

At this point, Su Ye looked at Luo Qiang on the other side quietly, it stands to reason that the two of them should identify themselves now, and then start fighting.

Su Ye didn't expect Luo Qiang to be outrageous than him, and he was still immersed in his imagination and couldn't extricate himself.

"Ahem."

The referee couldn't stand it anymore, and the audience watched.

Luo Qiang came back to his senses and said arrogantly: "White horse Luo Qiang, Sanpin Shake Light Realm." ”

"Su Ye."

As soon as the words fell, the two breaths collided on the field, and the surroundings were filled with the light of magic powers, at the same time, Su Ye concentrated, the cheers and discussions from the outside world gradually disappeared, and the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, he should also take any opponent seriously, because the protagonist will not overturn, he may not.

Luo Qiang followed the orthodox Confucianism and Taoism combat system, and the literary atmosphere converged, and in the poem, the golden armor god was born and waved his fist at Su Ye.

"Damn, if I still have the language, I can do it."

Su Ye was about to step to Luo Qiang's side, to deal with this kind of Confucian cultivation, the best way to fight was close combat, but Luo Qiang had already prepared, singing poetry, and the flat field instantly turned into a swamp to prevent Su Ye from approaching.

With a volley in the air, Su Ye avoided the attack of the Golden Armor Heavenly God, and then swung a sword towards Luo Qiang, the swamp was split in two, and the literary qi collapsed, leaving only a deep ravine on the field.

"It seems that you, a nameless junior, still have two brushes, but if you meet me, you are unlucky, Haoran is righteous and keeps my heart, and destroys the former enemy from all over the world." Luo Qiang shouted, and a vision appeared, enveloping Su Ye.

Won't they be ashamed to shout the name of the move when they fight?

Su Ye couldn't make such an embarrassing move anyway.

This Luo Qiang's strength is average, and his cultivation should not be able to support such a big vision, Su Ye dodged the attack, and found that every time Luo Qiang mobilized his temperament, the jade pendant on his body would light up.

A few days ago, the gentleman of the White Horse Academy said that he would use magic weapons, desperately intercepting and killing shamelessly, but he didn't say a word when he used it himself.

At this moment, Su Ye grasped the flaw, crossed the sky with a sword, penetrated the landscape, and came to Luo Qiang.

Luo Qiang couldn't help but be stunned, the jade pendant on his body was supplemented with a literary tone, but it was too late, and then he shouted a painful scream from his mouth.

After this voice sounded, the audience who looked here was instantly stunned, didn't it mean that the academy Dabi forbade the killer, and the contestants were all protected, how could this be? Is that man dead?

The referee was stunned, and hurriedly came to the stage to save people, and when the vision manipulated by Luo Qiang disappeared, he found that Su Ye's sword did not stab Luo Qiang in a hole, but stabbed a sword on a piece of jade pendant, and the next moment the jade pendant was broken.

It's not dead, what's the ghost called? Startled him.

"Bastard, this jade pendant is sir's, Mr. is narrow-minded, I'm dead, no, as long as I win, there will still be a chance." Luo Qiang muttered to himself, and then roared angrily: "Haoran is upright, and one sword seals Kyushu." ”

The sword of culture and gas spreads throughout the venue.

When Su Ye saw this situation, he took a deep breath, his face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Wen Qi will turn the sword, and I will too." ”

Luo Qiang: ???

Using the power of poetry to turn the literary qi into all things This is not the basic operation of Confucian and Taoist monks, you will not be very normal, why are you still proud.

"Three hundred poems with a sword. Only my white horse stands up, how can you compare to me. Luo Qiang snorted coldly and attacked again.

Su Ye said disapprerovingly: "Listen, the bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." ”

A thick sword qi surged around Su Ye, directly shattering Luo Qiang's magic power, a sword fell on Luo Qiang's body, and in an instant, Luo Qiang's body was shrouded in sword light, if the life-saving means in his body were later, he would die.

Luo Qiang was teleported out of the venue, the poem is a poem, yes, but this has something to do with the sword, he roared sadly: "You are a sword qi poem of a hammer." ”

Then it was the cold voice of Referee Su Ye who answered him.

"Victor Su Ye."

On the other side, Su Ye jumped off the battle ground, and before he could speak, he was surrounded by people, and one of the female students of the small academy was like a shy bud, and said delicately: "It turns out that you are Su Ye, and you have listened to us so hard to hide it before." ”

Su Ye had no choice but to pretend to be stupid: "Why do you want to give Su Ye a monkey, I don't know." ”

Immediately there was laughter, and the group chatted with laughter, these students came from all over the world, and their hearts were full of blood.

"Su Shizi, you're telling us how you saved Taoyuan."

Su Ye smiled: "My wife is waiting for me, I'm sorry, I'll invite you in the evening." ”

Xiao Ruo stood at the door, his face was blushing, Shizi really said this kind of thing to so many people.

Everyone understands, showing a meaningful smile, naturally will not disturb the other people's little couple, but several female students looked sad and said: "Good men have masters." ”

"Ahem, there's a bunch of them here."

"Phew, you deserve it too."

Corresponding to the laughter and laughter here is the silence of the White Horse Academy, this is the first time in their history that they have been targeted, isolated, and even promoted.

Of the seven monsters and eight sons, only eight of them made the cut.

"Ah San, in the afternoon, Wendou will face Na Su Ye, let go and do it, the glory of the white horse cannot be trampled on."

Ah San sneered: "I will not disgrace my life." ”

Then he looked at Shan Yan and seemed to say, "Wait for me to win the championship, and then kneel down and call me Ah Sange." ”

Ah San left laughing, it doesn't matter if he is isolated by other academies, he is Ah San, a person who is destined to have a strong mouth, how can he worry about Su Ye, when he wins the championship, those who look down on him today will have to slap him in the future.

He was immensely confident.

Little Su Ye, see how easy he can handle.