Chapter 1292: Arrive!
The eight-courtyard competition is carried out in a round-robin competition, and everyone will compete against others, without any loopholes, and there is no slightest luck, which ensures the absolute gold content. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The order of the battle and the candidates for the battle are arranged by the academy, and there is nothing to worry about at all. Whether the opponent is strong or weak, sooner or later will have to be faced, so no one has any doubts.
As long as the strength is sufficient, those who should win will not be defeated, and those who should be defeated will not win.
Under the name of the old man Qingzhu, the Quartet performed martial arts, and the four competitions started together.
Those who can enter the top 100 in each academy are all the leaders of the younger generation, and their strength is undoubted, and they are the objects of countless sects in the outside world.
Now the duel with each other, needless to say, the students on the spectator seat are dizzying, and they just wish they had a few more pairs of eyes, so that they can see the battle and competition on the Quartet martial arts stage.
Exclamations and cheers came one after another, and the noise was endless, and even the Dongling Holy City outside the forest could be heard.
It's just that Han Linger and the others didn't have the heart to watch the game at all.
"What should I do, this round is almost halfway through, why hasn't Han Chen rushed over yet!" Han Xuan, who had always been calm, also showed an anxious look on his face at this time.
The Quartet performed the competition at the same time, only three hours, this round of the game has been halfway through, fortunately, Han Chen's name was not called, and the number of games that wanted to come to Han Chen was very late.
But this is not a solution, it's all now, Han Chen hasn't appeared yet, no matter how good his patience is, he can't stay calm.
"Wait, wait, Brother Han Chen will definitely show up on time!" Han Ling'er gritted her silver teeth. The communication Jian Yu was taken out by her again and held it tightly in her hand, but she didn't communicate again, she believed that Han Chen, since she said that she would be ready to arrive, she would definitely not break her word.
Let alone. There is no other way but to wait. As for going to look for it, time does not allow it, it will not work at all.
"Han Chen, this guy..."Yue Jue gritted his teeth.
Although she can't get used to Han Chen, but now she can't bear it anymore, what an honor it is to be able to participate in the Eighth Academy Competition, if she misses the competition in the first round, she will definitely not forgive.
There is no god, and a few people are frowning. is also silent, and in this situation, they can't help it.
"Han Chen, take up the crane!"
At the end of the competition on a martial arts stage, the old man Qingzhu picked up the roster and read out two names aloud.
"Oops!"
Han Ling'er, Jue Wushen and the others' faces changed greatly, and they finally came.
And the students watching the battle on the stage of the martial arts show their eyes lit up. There was a look of anticipation.
During this time, Han Chen was the most influential figure in the academy. It's only been half a year since he entered the academy, but he has done a lot of things that his senior brothers and predecessors can't do.
Every case, every piece is a miracle, especially the top 100 competition in the branch ten days ago, which went all the way up to the ranking of Zhentian Academy. In the end, even Su Murong couldn't stop him and was defeated by him.
made him reach the top in one fell swoop and became the chief disciple of the Zhentian Academy.
Such a feat shocked everyone, even the Four Elephant Temple.
Now it's finally time for the Eight Courtyards to compete. People really want to see what kind of talent Han Chen is under the fame, and whether he is really as strong as the rumors.
Sou!
The sound of breaking the air sounded, and that Teng Qihe jumped onto the stage, with a sword in his waist, his eyes widened, and he swept over the selection of the chief, and when he saw that no one came up, his face showed a trace of disdain.
"What's the matter? I don't even have the courage to go on stage, isn't it already scared?"
Raising his hand, he took off the ancient sword at his waist, held it in his hand, and said lightly.
"This guy..."Hearing Teng Qihe's words, Han Yan suddenly became angry, and even got up and scolded.
However, he was held down by the absolute godlessness, "Don't be impulsive, this Teng Qihe is a person from the White Tiger Courtyard!"
"What about the White Tiger Courtyard, it's too arrogant, Han Chen hasn't arrived yet, if he comes to power, see if he can still be so arrogant, I'm afraid he won't even be able to take ten moves!" Han Yan scolded and scolded, and the anger in his heart still did not subside.
"That's not necessarily, although Han Chen's strength is strong, but this Teng Qihe's strength is not ordinary!" Baili Chitose shook his head, looked at Teng Qihe with a cold and arrogant face on the martial arts stage, and frowned: "The purpose of the White Tiger Academy is different from the other Seven Academies, the White Tiger Master kills, and the disciples of the White Tiger Academy all pay attention to actual combat ability, sharpen themselves with endless battles, improve their strength, and those who are more radical, led by Leng Pojun, directly cultivate by killing!"
"This Teng Qihe has a very high ranking in the White Tiger Academy, he can be ranked in the top five, there are more than 40,000 students in the entire White Tiger Academy, and there are only four people who can beat him, and his strength should not be underestimated, even if Su Murong is against her, he is not sure of winning!"
"Huh, so strong?" Han Yu's face was full of shock.
"Alas... In the first round of the competition, he actually faced him, maybe Han Chen didn't arrive, it's a good thing!"
Hearing the words of the absolute godless, although Han Yan was quite subtle, he didn't say anything more, and as for the others, they were even more silent.
If this Teng Qihe's strength is really as the god said, Han Chen will not appear, and he will really be lucky.
On the selection of the chief, Su Murong, Qianshan Jiuye and the others also frowned, and at this time they also discovered that something was wrong.
Now in the game, it seems that Han Chen didn't have time to come over at all.
"Cut, I thought it was so great, I didn't even have the courage to participate in the competition, it's really disappointing!" On the martial arts stage, Teng Qihe pursed his lips disdainfully, raised his hand and inserted the ancient sword back into his waist, turned around and came to the edge of the martial arts stage, and looked at the old man Qingzhu.
"Elder, should I win this competition?"
The old man Qingzhu also frowned slightly, and his cloudy eyes showed a hint of displeasure, this kind of student who did not obey the rules, he didn't like it.
"Well, Han Chen didn't show up, this competition..."The old man Qingzhu nodded, and immediately announced the results of this competition.
However, before the words were finished, a clear voice came from far and near.
"I'm sorry, I'm late for my cultivation!"
Hearing the sound, people followed the reputation, but they didn't see it clearly, but they felt that there was a flicker in front of them, and the afterimage flashed, and then they fixed their eyes, but they saw that on the martial arts stage, in front of Teng Qihe, a young man in a green shirt appeared.
It was Han Chen.
"Elder, if I am not mistaken, if the competition starts and does not come to the stage within thirty breaths, it will be regarded as an automatic abstention and admission of defeat. It's only been ten breaths now, I shouldn't have lost my qualifications yet!" Looking at the old man Qingzhu, Han Chen had a bright smile on his face. (To be continued.) )
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