At the foot of Nanhua Mountain, above the ring.

The inconspicuous gray-robed young man appeared in the place where his eyes were focused, and he didn't look back, and said softly: "Go down and rest first, and leave it to me here." ”

Guo Han, who was behind him, heard it, his heart was sweet, and he deftly looked up at Vice President Qin on the high platform, and saw that there was nothing unusual about him, so he knew a rough idea, nodded obediently, put away the wind and whistled the piano, and floated out, landing outside the ring, looking at the gray-robed young man on the stage with soft eyes.

The bachelor who maintains order is not without eyes, and the communication competition has reached this point, but he doesn't care about any order, his fists are hard enough and big enough.

Shen Mingyuan knows the rules of the academy very well, and the gray robe seems to be ...... What does Nanhua Mountain mean?

What was even more surprising was the academy gatekeeper present:

"Isn't this the Lin gray robe that swept the floor? Guo Dianshou is also too childish, how can he step down easily!"

"Hey, you are really lonely, the relationship between these two people is very unusual, I heard that ......" A student only said a few words and then stopped talking, but anyone could understand the obscene meaning in his eyes.

also found carefully: "His body is fast enough, if he doesn't pay attention, he has slipped into the ring!"

More people were still dissatisfied: "What kind of mess is a gray robe making, do you still think that we haven't lost enough people in Nanhua Mountain?! Don't you hurry down!"

The gray robe actually rushed into the ring by himself, and he was not afraid of the Sword Sect fainting with laughter. ”

A man who approached the ring said strangely: "The bachelor on the field didn't stop it, what's going on?"

"You still don't understand, the meaning of the academy, anyway, it's all losing, the gray-robed miscellaneous servants lose, it's much better than others losing, this can be regarded as humiliating the Sword Sect from another angle. ”

"That's it, if it goes out like this, wouldn't it be that the Sword Sect's Tianjiao battle against the gray-robed miscellaneous servants of Nanhua Mountain during the foundation building period won by luck!"

For a while, all kinds of brain-opening words popped up......

However, the Great Elder of the Desolate Sword frowned, glanced at Vice President Qin beside him, and saw him looking back with a smile on his face, and then the two people with their own ghosts looked at each other and smiled.

.......

Some of the disciples in the Sword Sect shook their heads slightly, and they were even a little ashamed of being as famous as Nanhua Academy, but it was actually difficult to live up to their reputation.

Shen Mingyuan felt that the cultivator who came was not weak, even if he couldn't see through it for a while, he originally thought that he was deliberately wearing a gray robe to humiliate himself, but through the words of the people of Nanhuamen around him, he found out that this was really a gray-robed handyman, for some reason, the anger in his heart was even worse, it was like a slap in the face!

Lin Pinghe only valued the distribution of spiritual ore in his heart, and didn't care about the gossip around him, his expression was leisurely, and the broom in his right hand was casually pestled on the ground.

Shen Mingyuan confirmed with an unkind face: "Are you really a gray-robed handyman?"

Lin Pinghe asked unhurriedly, "You can't recognize colors?"

"Haha......" Shen Mingyuan didn't expect this handyman to speak to himself like this, and laughed angrily, "Okay, have the guts! If you dare to stand up with a little gray-robed handyman, I will let you only lie down for the rest of your life!"

After that, the action was decisive, and he tried to fight quickly, stepped on the ground, and was full of knife energy, cutting the ground slate and broken, splashing stones, and shooting at the gray-robed young man, with a fierce look in his eyes, vowing to let him not even have a chance to escape, and directly beat him into a cripple!

Lin Pinghe was unmoved, holding a bamboo broom, he unhurriedly took out ten light gold or purple red talismans from his cuffs, poured spiritual power, and his fingers popped out one after another, shooting towards the imposing Shen Mingyuan.

Shen Mingyuan sneered and shouted: "Where did I get the confidence to come to power, you originally counted on a few talismans?"

He didn't make the slightest action to dodge, only to see his hands clasped in front of him, and a two-meter-long surging sword qi suddenly formed between his two palms.

Shen Mingyuan controlled the sword qi and slashed it down, and at the same time did not forget to sneer: "If you were a few dozen talismans, I would still value one or two points, but now ........"

At this moment, the majestic sword qi had already touched the pale golden talismans flying in front.

What was strange was that the pale golden talisman did not have any terrifying changes, and it was instantly blasted into a little golden light by the sword qi, but most of the golden light fluttered with the inertia and the sword wind, attaching to Shen Mingyuan's body.

Shen Mingyuan first disdained this kind of waste talisman like an embroidered pillow, but then he felt that the depths of his soul suddenly became cold, and he couldn't help but shiver, as if something was missing.

How did he know that these pale golden talismans all contained the power of wishes, and when they were blown, they could take away a lot of his luck. The less luck you have, the worse things will be!

Lin Pinghe's expression was calm, and the three Wishing Power Runes took one morning to finish, which should be enough to blow out his luck.......

Although Shen Mingyuan felt strange, he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, he mustered the sword qi in his hand, snorted lightly, and turned into a horizontal cut at the several purple-red talismans that flew one after another, like thunder.

At this moment of operating his own spiritual power, for some reason, the hidden wounds hidden in decades of battle experience seemed to gather to a critical point, and at this moment, all broke out!

I only felt a roar in my head, and the originally controlled aura was suddenly damaged by the ravages of the outbreak of dark wounds, like a wild horse, impacting in all directions......

Shen Mingyuan's eyes widened, and he was shocked in his heart: How could the secret injury erupt so coincidentally at this time! Immediately after, the violent aura had already invaded the whole body with lightning speed.

At this moment, Tianjiao, who was originally in the foundation building period, was flushed, a little blood beads overflowed on the surface of his body, his internal organs were injured, and he couldn't help spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and the sword qi around his body was out of control, flying everywhere, some gradually disappeared in the air, and some began to eat the master!

The purple-red talisman came in a blink of an eye, "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", and it instantly turned into purple fireballs, and the blazing firepower bombarded Shen Mingyuan's body with the residual sword qi.

Shen Mingyuan had no defense at all in his hurry, he was attacked by a bunch of knives and fire, and he was bombarded and flew to the edge of the ring, and the last consciousness of his thinking was: Why am I so unlucky today!

"Poof!" came the muffled sound of flesh falling to the ground, and the limp body rolled several times before stopping......

At this moment, the Sword Sect and even the surrounding Nanhua Sect people were all full of incredulity, which was too fast, so fast that no one was psychologically prepared for this kind of ending.

A good person suddenly vomited blood and was seriously injured, and withdrew his defenses? From the outside, it looks like a moth to a fire, hitting the knife edge upwards! The impression of sending him to death, is that?!

The audience fell into a short silence, and a handyman from the academy defeated the disciple of the genius foundation building period of the Sword Sect?!Who would believe it, but this really happened!

The little spark was still on Shen Mingyuan's body, but he didn't react in the slightest when he fainted.

Lin Ping looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect in the audience and said, "What are you doing in a daze, do you want to wait for the roast to be cooked and eat it while it's hot?"

Some of the disciples of the Sword Sect came back to their senses, hurriedly ran up to the two of them, tore off the clothes with the purple fire, and hugged them back.

"Wow~", the noise on the field sounded.

"What's going on, am I dazzled?"

"Lin Gray's robe luck has exploded, the people of this Sword Sect can't think about it, and they deliberately admit defeat?"

"Lin Gray robe has been reduced to miscellaneous servants, and there are still these precious talismans, it's really strange!"

The disciples of the Sword Sect were also full of question marks: "Why did Senior Brother Shen Mingyuan withdraw his defense at the last moment?"

Another Sword Sect disciple didn't care and said, "An accident has no effect on the result. Don't worry, there are still two senior brothers here, and the academy will definitely know who is the first sect in the Holy Land!"

........

Even the barren knife in the stands frowned, and he didn't see the mystery, but he just felt that if it was really a means, I was afraid that the reason was those pale golden points of light.

However, I am afraid that all this can only be explained after Shen Mingyuan wakes up......

The sun is shining, breaking free from the shackles of dark clouds, and the soft light shining under it makes people feel warm.

Lin Pinghe raised his head slightly, looking at the sun that was not too dazzling, this kind of good time, he should sit on a boat with Xiao Hanzi, have a pot of wine, a few plates of side dishes, accompanied by the sound of the piano, close his eyes and take a nap, how can he waste time here? !

Just when everyone was still full of questions.

Lin Pinghe's gaze stayed on the disciples of the Sword Sect, and said lightly: "It's not early, the remaining disciples of your Sword Sect, let's go together!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was shocked!

A Nanhuamen man stammered a little: "Okay...... Good....... But I like it!"

There was also a juzi who muttered: "Angering the disciples of the Sword Sect like this, I'm afraid that I will lose even worse!

Someone said calmly: "Acting like this in an accident is indeed not the work of a wise man!"

Of course, at this moment, there are more supporters: "Just the sentence of Chong Lin's gray robe, even if he will be beaten into a cripple, I respect him as a man!"

"Cool! Brother Lin said what I always wanted to say....... Come on, knock them out!"

......

Guo Hanmei stared at the arrogant sweeping boy on the stage with rippled eyes, gently pursed his lips, and smiled brightly.

When the disciples of the Sword Sect heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they were furious, and they shouted to the leading foundation building period monks: "Senior Brother Cheng, Senior Brother please go up and tear that kid's stinky mouth!"

There was even a female disciple of the Sword Sect who said with a heroic face: "Senior Brother Cheng, Senior Sister is willing to come to the stage to teach him to regret it for the rest of his life!"

......

The man known as "Senior Brother Cheng" raised his hand and waved it, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then slowly said: "This person, you are not an opponent, I will solve it myself." ”

When the junior brothers and sisters behind him heard this, they gasped, looked at the gray robe on the stage in disbelief, and secretly thought: How can a Nanhua gray robe be so affirmed by Senior Brother Cheng?!