The moment the palms and fists collided, the powerful Xuan Qi exploded, and the strong wind blew the clothes and hair of the two of them back.

Gao Shengnan only felt that an incomparably strong force was in front of her, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break through this barrier. She wanted to withdraw her fist, but her fist seemed to be stuck in Luo Qingyin's palm, and she couldn't pull it back!

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips raised a cold smile, three points of laughter and seven points of ridicule: "This is the level of Xuanfeng Academy?" ”

The onlookers were in an uproar.

What's going on?

The candidate actually took a punch from the students of Xuanfeng Academy with all his might?

The corners of Huang Youshuang's lips showed a smile.

Sure enough, it is worthy of Luo Qingyin, this trick is used well!

Su Qiaoqiao's face also sank.

Xu Mei'er, a student with a soft voice standing beside her, said softly: "Qiaoqiao, don't worry, it can't be solved on stage, isn't there still a chance offstage?" Send a stronger ...... next time."

As he spoke, Gao Shengnan's face turned red, and his other fist slammed into Luo Qingyin's head: "Look for death!" ”

The smile on the corner of Luo Qingyin's lips remained unchanged, her head tilted slightly, and her other hand struck out like lightning and grabbed her arm.

The pain that penetrated the meridians in that moment made Gao Shengnan gasp.

Obviously, they are slender hands like white jade, but the feeling of piercing into the flesh and blood is sharper than iron steel bars.

"Get out!"

Luo Qing groaned, his hands were used at the same time, a beautiful over-the-shoulder fall, the tall, big and strong Gao Shengnan was picked up in a semicircle, and with a "bang" sound, he smashed on the ground outside the ring, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

One move, the winner is decided.

There was a dead silence.

Gao Shengnan glared at Luo Qingyin in disbelief, never believing that she could do this.

Luo Qingyin had just found out that she was a first-order martial artist, how could she defeat her with one move?

She thought that this time, she would be able to hug Su Qiaoqiao's thigh, and she thought that everyone would remember her in this battle.

She thought it would be a battle in which she would become the main character, blooming with all the light that belonged to her.

However, the opposite is true, she is not the protagonist, but cannon fodder.

In addition to unwillingness, Gao Shengnan's eyes also have shame, embarrassment, and resentment.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't compare to Luo Qingyin's grace in the moment of her hand.

Such a reality is too cruel!

Luo Qingyin turned his head and looked at Su Qiaoqiao with a light smile: "Do you still need to compare?" What's next? ”

Su Qiaoqiao's heart was surging with anger, and she was about to speak, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white-clothed figure of Shengxue out of the corner of her eye, she was suddenly startled, and hurriedly saluted: "Teacher Hua, you are here." ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on Su Qiaoqiao's body, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned, and looked along her line of sight, and found that the teacher was standing on the periphery of the crowd, and she didn't know how long she had been watching, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly separated a road.

Luo Qingyin looked along the route and was stunned.

It turned out to be the young man I saw in the morning!

She thought he was a student at most, but who knew he was a teacher!

Teacher Hua......

Could it be that he is the youngest and most handsome teacher of Xuanfeng Academy that the shopkeeper of Bai Xiaotang said? Is it called Hua Qianye?

Yes...... He must have seen her tumble in through the roof in the morning.

Luo Qingyin mourned his luck again.

Hua Qianye stood there quietly with an elegant bookish atmosphere, his long hair tied with only a long silk ribbon fluttered gently in the strong wind, the blue sky was full of white clouds, the soft sunlight fell on his body, and the curvature of his side face was as warm as spring, and he was as dazzling as a cloud at that moment.

Mao Dun Literature