What exactly do you want to fold your sleeves, this is what Chen Changsheng wants to know most now-after thinking about it carefully, he confirmed that he was not mistaken, when he entered the school palace, he did look back at Luoluo. It was precisely because of that glance that he felt that this wolf boy was very dangerous. Who would have thought that Tang Thirty-six would carry a roast chicken over and buy the other party to become a helper of the National Education Academy.

It does sound ridiculous, but it happens.

Luoluo is also looking at the folded sleeves, and the feelings are a little complicated.

For the vast majority of young practitioners, the Great Pilgrimage can be said to be the most important event in life, but for some people, the Great Pilgrimage is just an opportunity, an opportunity to exchange for what they really want, in other words, what seems to be a sacred and solemn Great Pilgrimage is actually an auction.

Tianhai Shengxue retired from the game, and folded his sleeves to agree to the deal of the National Education College, all for this reason. What about Chen Changsheng? She knew very well that he had no pursuit of fame, so why did he have to take the first place in the Great Dynasty Examination? She had asked him, and Tang Thirty-six had also asked, but he had never given an answer.

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The battle for the extra match was not shocked, Tang Thirty-six easily defeated his opponent, Xuanyuan Po's signing luck was good, he did not meet the strong man on the Qingyun list, and he also won the victory smoothly, and the previous literary test results were comprehensively considered, Xuanyuan Po was not sure whether he could enter the top three, Tang Thirty-six naturally had no problem.

The next quarterfinals are still drawn, but now there are not many people, so they are directly divided into upper and lower areas, and a sword draw determines the order of all later battles.

The result of the draw was that Luo Luo faced the young man Zhong Hui of Huaiyuan, Gou Hanshi's opponent was the girl from the Holy Maiden Peak, the opponent who folded his sleeves was the candidate from the Star Picking Academy, and Chen Changsheng's opponent was Zhuang Chang Moult - there were two civil wars in the four battles, the Lishan Sword Sect and the Holy Maiden Peak belonged to the same sect, and the folding sleeves were in the name of the candidates of the Star Picking Academy.

This does not conform to Tang Thirty-six's design.

In his opinion, the best lottery result should be to fold his sleeves against Gou Hanshi, His Royal Highness Luoluo to change his moult with Zhuang, and the lower half is for Zhong Hui to be a candidate from the Star Picking Academy, and Chen Changsheng to face the girl from the Holy Maiden Peak. In this way, even if Gou Hanshi defeats the folded sleeves, and then he has to fight hard with His Royal Highness Luoluo, two tough battles in a row, no matter how strong Gou Hanshi is, he has to have weak legs. And Chen Changsheng has rough skin and thick meat, relatively speaking, the girl from the Holy Maiden Peak has the greatest chance, if he can cross the Zhonghui level next, maybe he can really win the first place.

And now, Gou Hanshi only needs to win the battle of folding his sleeves to enter the final battle - it is obvious that the girl from the Holy Maiden Peak cannot be his opponent. Of course, there are also advantages to such a draw result, that is, Chen Changsheng only needs to defeat Zhuang Chang Moult to enter the final, because Luo Luo should be able to defeat Zhong Hui, and when she faces Chen Changsheng in the next round, she will definitely abstain.

The first thing to start was the battle between Chen Changsheng and Zhuang Moult.

Today's court test, Zhuang Moult is as silent and low-key as Tianhai Shengxue, but Tianhai Shengxue's silence and low-key is because he has long been ready to retire, Zhuang Moult's silence and low-key is to go further, and he did not meet opponents who need him to show his edge in the previous rounds.

Zhuang Changyu has a great reputation among the young generation of powerhouses in the mainland, ranking eleventh on the Qingyun List, the person with the highest ranking in the Qingyi Academy in Kyoto, and the pride of the Heavenly Dao Academy-except for the top three, the strength of these people in the first half of the Qingyun List is very small, and he must be the strongest opponent in the true sense that Chen Changsheng has encountered in the battle.

It was quiet in the dust-washing building.

Zhuang Changyu looked at Chen Changsheng with an expressionless face and said, "Your luck is good today. ”

From the first round of the battle to the present, the most powerful opponent Chen Changsheng has encountered is Huo Guang and the young man from the last round of the Qingyun List who is ranked more than 20 in the Frost City, it sounds strong enough, but the strong people who participated in the Great Dynasty Test today do not know how many, he has not met the people of the Lishan Sword Sect, nor has he met the people who fold his sleeves, in terms of probability, he is indeed lucky.

"You're in luck, too. Chen Changsheng looked at him and said.

This is also the truth, since the beginning of the battle, Zhuang Changmo has not even encountered an opponent of the same level, if you want to talk about signing luck, neither Chen Changsheng nor anyone can compare with him. It's no longer a matter of luck, but someone within the state church must have done something to trick the lottery.

As the leader of the academy under the jurisdiction of the state religion, no matter what Mao Qiuyu and Vice Dean Zhuang think, the state religion will inevitably introduce a representative student, especially in the past half a year, the state education academy has faintly shown signs of revival, and the state religion will naturally not allow the demeanor of the Heavenly Dao Academy to be completely snatched away.

"When two people with good luck meet, I don't think we can continue to rely on luck. Zhuang Changyu looked at him and said.

You can no longer rely on luck, you can only rely on strength.

At this time, the priest of the palace who presided over the battle asked upstairs, "Are you ready?"

Zhuang Changyu nodded.

Chen Changsheng shook his head, and then he did something that everyone didn't expect.

He walked back to the eaves of the dust-washing building, took off the brand-new leather whips under his feet, and then placed them under the stone steps, and arranged them very neatly, as if he were visiting someone else's house.

In the dark room on the second floor, there were a few soft sounds. Mo Yu's eyebrows were slightly raised, there was no expression on his face, but there was a faint smile in the depths of his eyes. Chen Liuwang has been secretly paying attention to her expression, especially every time Chen Changsheng appears, seeing her react at this time, he can't help but feel even more puzzled.

Chen Changsheng walked back to the arena barefoot, and the edge of the soles of his feet was covered with a little yellow sand.

He raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the short sword at his waist.

With this action, the dust washing building became quieter, and the big people in the room on the second floor did not speak, but their eyes became brighter, and their expressions were slightly solemn.

When he defeated the young powerhouse of Frost City before, Chen Changsheng still didn't draw his sword, relying on the weird and unpredictable Ye Zhibu, and finally relied on speed and strength, but it seemed that he was ready to draw his sword this time, it seemed that in the face of a strong opponent of Zhuang Changmoult's level, he could no longer have any reservations.

Still no one believes that he can defeat Zhuang Changmoult, although he showed unimaginable strength and speed in the first few battles, and there is also that strange set of Ye Zhibu, but the time for his success in washing the marrow is too short, and the number of true elements is too small compared to the real powerhouse, and he can't see where the chance of victory is.

The fundamental problem is that Zhuang moult is really strong.

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"Are those who wear shoes afraid of being barefoot?"

Zhuang Changmoult's gaze fell on Chen Changsheng's bare feet stained with sand, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Or you don't know, when I was in the countryside, I rarely had the opportunity to wear shoes, let alone new shoes. ”

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, but he knew very well what Zhuang Changyu wanted to say.

Zhuang Changyu is the son of Vice President Zhuang, but he guarded his sick mother in the countryside for many years before he struggled to get out and became the pride of today's Taoist Academy.

Even now, he wears a pair of ordinary cloth shoes on his feet.

Chen Changsheng just didn't understand why his eyes were so cold and hostile when he looked at him, he couldn't understand when he had offended this person.

Zhuang moulting is the future of the new school of the state religion, and it is a matter of course to be hostile to the state education college, as for the old grudge between him and Tang Thirty-six, in fact, it is the same as Guan Feibai's attitude towards Tang Thirty-six, probably the natural disgust of a poor boy from a poor background for a rich boy who does not cherish life, so why does he not like himself?

"Let's get started?" asked Zhuang Changmoult.

His tone was very ordinary, just like when he usually studied in the Heavenly Dao Academy, he asked his classmates, can you start the class?

Chen Changsheng's response was also very ordinary, and he nodded.

Zhuang Changyu raised the scabbard flat, held the scabbard in his left hand and the handle in his right hand, looked at him quietly, and said, "Please." ”

Chen Changsheng held the hilt of the short sword at his waist in his right hand, stretched forward his left hand, and responded, "Please." ”

This battle began as usual.

However, it was extremely unusual at the outset.

With a bang, Zhuang Changyu drew his sword out of its sheath and swung it into the air in front of him seemingly casually.

It just seems random, but in fact, this sword is extremely focused, and the blade of the sword cuts through the air, leaving a straight line, absolutely parallel to the ground, without any deviation!

Not all swords can cut such a straight line.

Zhuang changed his sword and cut out a straight line.

More than ten zhang away, but an arc was born.

It was a slightly circular arc of light, very bright.

This bright arc of light did not appear in the air, nor did it appear on the sand, but appeared in Chen Changsheng's eyes.

Chen Changsheng's eyes are very transparent, and the pupils are very dark, not like the dark of the night, but a cleaner kind of black.

A slight arc of sword light appeared in his black pupils, which was very clear.

That's because the sword in Zhuang Changyu's hand, the straight line that was swung in the air, broke through the air in an instant, ignored the distance of more than ten zhang, and came to him.

This sword light was less than three feet away from his eyes.

That sword light came so fast that the two ends were a little sluggish, and the straight lines when the sword was raised turned into an arc when it came to the front and back of Chen Changsheng's body!

This was a perfect arc, no matter how Chen Changsheng responded, it would be difficult to break it, because the arc was the strongest, and at the same time, it was also difficult for him to defend, because no matter where he hit this sword arc, the rest of this sword arc line would follow the high speed and turn into a circle, wrapping his body in.

The battle had an unusual beginning, a very unusual beginning.

As soon as Zhuang Changyu made a move, it was the most powerful sword move of the Heavenly Dao Academy, the Linguang Sword.

An inaudible exclamation rang out from the room on the second floor.

is a very simple sword, but it can be seen that Zhuang Changmoult's cultivation is not simple.

Even if you look at it in the entire Great Dynasty Test, his sword can also be ranked in the top three.

How did Chen Changsheng break this sword?