Today, Zhong Li is wearing a long black dress, and she looks cute and cute in the solemn slaughter, of course, it may also be that she is pretty, so she looks cute in whatever clothes she wears.

Zhong Li's toes were tapped, and he slowly floated onto the wooden platform like a piece of ink lotus.

Lu Zhiyuan saw that the person who came to power was Zhong Li, and his laughter suddenly froze. Before the exam, Xie Puyan had explained the identity of this little girl to everyone, and clearly pointed out that on the stage today, no one else except this person is insignificant, and said that if he meets Zhong Li on stage, he can directly admit defeat and will not be punished by the court rules, but Lu Zhiyuan does not think so, he is also a genius who holds the moon in Jiangnan Road, although he has heard of the little princess of Huangjizong who is eagerly awaited in the capital, but he does not think that he must be weaker than the other party, not to mention that Zhong Li is less than eleven years old this year, more than seven years younger than himself, and everyone is at the peak of the body, it is too embarrassing to surrender without a fight, so he made up his mind to fight with all his might。

"Miss Zhong, please advise. Lu Zhiyuan clenched his fists.

Zhong Li took his hand and said, "Okay, come on." The old-fashioned tone and childish face are really a bit of a contrast, but the tone and posture are actually putting themselves in the teacher's position and going to conduct a mentoring battle.

Lu Zhiyuan forcibly suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Then it's offended, it just happened that Xia recently became a new master, and I asked Zhong Jiaoxi for advice." ”

After saying that, he raised his right hand, and stretched out his right index finger and middle finger together with a solemn expression.

"Frost Ling Sword Finger!" Chen Yunqian sighed in a low voice, "Senior Brother Chen has finally mastered this technique!

Xie Puyan stroked his beard lightly, looked at the wooden platform with a smile, and was very satisfied with the performance of his disciples, the frost Ling Sword Finger was created by an ancestor of Beiyue Academy thirty years ago in the wind and snow outside the Miyun Mountain, and it has been preserved as one of the most powerful peerless schools in the academy over the years. Without a deep understanding of the flow of natural energy, it is difficult to learn this trick.

Of course, even if Lu Zhiyuan practiced this technique at the beginning, Xie Puyan didn't think that he had the slightest chance of winning in the face of Zhong Li, after all, the Emperor Extreme Sect has the name of returning ten thousand laws to Tibet, and there are definitely not a few powerful secret methods in the sect, not to mention that I heard that this little girl had successfully learned the forgiveness decree of returning to Tibet at a young age, which was a peerless study that could break all the methods under the agreement, but Lu Zhiyuan would at least not lose too quickly and ugly by relying on the sword finger of Shuang Ling. ”

Who knows, just before the smile on Xie Puyan's face faded, there was a sound in the ring, as crisp as knocking on ice and snow.

Syllable!

Before the frost Ling sword finger was formed, Zhong Li slapped Lu Zhiyuan's face, smashing the wind and snow that had not yet condensed. Lu Zhiyuan was stunned, he didn't even see when Zhong Li came to him, and subconsciously tried to condense the frost Ling sword finger on his fingertips again.

Smack! Another slap in the face.

Zhong Li sneered and said: "Didn't you say that you have to be fast? Ten zhang square in the ring, he actually used this kind of trick that he has not yet comprehended the essence of the divine essence and cast spells slowly, isn't it looking for death, is it the sword finger of Shuang Ling?"

As he spoke, Zhong Li casually pointed in the air, and a long line of snow shot out from his fingertips, heading straight to the sky, and the meaning of the sword rushed to twenty or thirty zhang in the air!

Lu Zhiyuan saw that the tricks he had cultivated for many years were casually made by a little girl, and then he realized that there was a gap between geniuses and geniuses, so he was completely disheartened, and he didn't even resist being kicked off the stage by Zhong Li.

After Chen Yunqian caught Lu Zhiyuan, who fell from the stage, she rushed to the stage with red eyes, was stopped by all the senior brothers, and shouted to Zhong Li in the crowd: "Even if you are powerful, you are the princess of Huangji Sect!

Zhong Li ignored it, walked down the wooden platform, and returned to the rest area.

Everyone in the Panlong Academy looked at Zhong Li, their eyes were a little weird, and they all thought of this way of slapping, which seemed to be too similar to the competition between Zhao Xifeng and Zhong Li, but Zhong Jiaoxi kept a cold face, pretending to be ignorant of the students' thoughts.

At this time, the audience was dumbfounded, before they could react, this study test had ended, and the plot of slapping during the competition between cultivators was also unexpected by everyone, but watching the "immortals" who are usually high in the sky being shaved in public still made ordinary people addicted.

The teachers and students of Beiyue Academy are all awe-inspiring, although everyone has long heard that Zhong Li is extremely talented, but they never thought that the gap between them and it would be so huge, and they would have no power to fight back when they were at the peak of their body! As for what kind of changes such a girl can bring to the Panlong Academy, no one dares to make a presumptuous assertion.

Everyone couldn't help but have an idea in their hearts at the same time, maybe this study test will not be easy.

"I'll do it next," After everyone in Beiyue Academy was silent for a long time, the short and stout young man in red, rubbing his wrist and smiling calmly, said, "After all, they only have one little princess." ”

When the others heard the short and stout young man speak, they were all obviously relieved, obviously trusting the strength of the young man in red, and nodded one after another.

The short boy did not fly onto the stage like the previous group of two, but honestly picked up the steps, and with each step, the thick log steps shook and squeaked, and his body was extremely heavy.

After standing still, the sturdy young man said in a deep voice to everyone in the Panlong Academy: "Chu Kun of Beiyue Academy, please give me advice." ”

On the side of the school, Zhong Li nodded slightly to Dong Erpang, and Dong Erpang, who was already impatient, smiled innocently, walked up to the stage with a big grin, and arched his hand and said, "Dong Sizhong of Panlong Academy." ”

"Er Fat, you have such a literary and crepe name! I thought you were called Er Fat!" Among the people watching the battle, Uncle Wang, who was selling vegetables, asked loudly, and a group of elders who were familiar with Er Fat around him also laughed and coaxed.

"What's wrong with that," Dong Erpang also said to the audience with a smile, "My eldest brother's name is Dong Sibo, and I will naturally be called Dong Sizhong, it's better than your three dogs!"

Uncle Wang laughed and scolded in the audience.

Dong Erpang looked Chu Kun up and down for a while, and said with a smile: "This big brother, look at your face, you are older than me, why don't you grow taller?"

Everyone in Beiyue Academy scolded loudly, but Chu Kun was unmoved, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you don't grow tall, just grow your strength." ”

Dong Erpang laughed and said, "Okay! I don't know anything, it's just a piece of strength, let's try it?"

Chu Kun nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"Then come on!" Dong Erpang roared, his left foot stepped heavily on the wooden platform under his feet, and at the same time punched out, like a firearm commonly used in the army, he smashed directly towards Chu Kun, bringing a gust of wind, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

Chu Kun's face was calm and his hind legs were half a step, and he didn't see how to gather momentum, and he also stretched out a punch to face Dong Erfat.

With a bang, the wooden platform exploded at Chu Kun's feet, and smoke and dust rose on the wooden platform, and sawdust flew sideways.

When the dust settled, everyone stretched out their heads to look at the stage, only to see that Chu Kun was still in the posture of punching and did not move a step, while Dong Erpang was lying on the edge of the wooden platform, humming and struggling, almost falling out of the stage.

Chu Kun withdrew his fist and said calmly to Dong Erfat: "It's useless to be tall, you have to have a lot of strength." ”