Wen Yongqiang squinted his eyes and said: "This Sun Mao is my third brother's most loyal lackey, although he is not very valued in the Sun family, but there is no shortage of resources, although he is a new disciple, but he is also a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Rong Realm, and he is very outstanding among your disciples in this class." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Lei Qing shrank his neck, he was only in the early stage of the Yuan Rong Realm, and he was not as good as Sun Mao.

Although Zhou Xiaotian was in the middle of the Xuanqi Realm, and it was "rumored" that Chen Zhining had defeated Zhou Xiaotian, Wen Yongqiang and the others had experienced too many "made" miracles, and even they themselves had done so.

The family monk first secretly attacked, and after seriously injuring the opponent, he stood up and picked peaches himself, and he could easily create a lot of amazing achievements.

They hadn't witnessed the battle with their own eyes, so they were still skeptical about Chen Zhining's strength.

Chen Zhining raised his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of spiritual food in front of him, and said indifferently: "Leave it to me." ”

In the competition, two forces took the lead in fighting, and Li Benzheng and Lu Yuanfeng were happy to see it.

......

In the afternoon, there was indeed another practice exchange course.

Although this kind of course also has a more "civilized" way of communication, such as experience exchange, most of the time, this kind of course is internal martial arts teaching.

Mr. Han led the team to the Battle Song Hall.

This was the first time Chen Zhining had entered the War Song Hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt a powerful battle intent rushing towards him, like a biting cold wind blowing from the northernmost part of the winter!

Even he couldn't help but hold his breath, mobilized the recklessness in his body to fight against it, and only then could he calm down the discomfort of his body a little, and looked up to see the huge war knife placed in the main hall of the Battle Song Hall.

"Seven Elephant Treasure Sword!" Chen Zhining snorted secretly.

He looked around, and the rest of the disciples were even more unbearable, Pei Qingyu and the others were all covered in cold sweat and struggled to support.

At this time, a soft force emanated and protected the students. Mr. Han's voice sounded: "Your ability is still insufficient, when you break through to the Xuan Realm, you can apply to enter the Battle Song Hall, practice under the treasure sword, and comprehend the monstrous sword intent that Lord Han Qufei left in this treasure sword." If there is a harvest, it is enough to rank among the first-class monks of the Taiyan Dynasty!"

After he finished speaking, he escorted everyone inside, but he glanced at the treasure knife with regret, the considerations of politicians are difficult for ordinary people to understand, maybe they have a more profound truth.

Mr. Han shook his head slightly.

The Battle Song Hall is a place for the students of the county school to practice martial arts, Mr. Han and Mr. Qiao of Sun Maoban have made an appointment, and the two sides meet in the "Today Battle Hall" in the War Song Hall, and after greeting each other, they will do their own work, and vacate a place in the middle, which is a venue for martial arts.

There is a formation seal in the field to ensure that no one outside will be injured by mistake.

Chen Zhining saw Sun Mao opposite at a glance, and the other party also saw him, smiling confidently and reservedly. Chen Zhining scratched his head: he couldn't figure out why some guys were so blindly confident, and he always felt that he could easily defeat himself. Zhou Xiaotian is one, Sun Mao is also one, and obviously it will not be the last.

Is it because I came from a small place like Qidong County?

He complained frantically in his heart, but with a kind smile on his face, he nodded slightly to Sun Mao.

"Old Han, these disciples under your command don't look very good, they are sweating profusely, could it be that the knife at the door has squeezed all their abilities dry?" Mr. Qiao on the other side said in a bad tone, and Chen Zhining keenly noticed that there were also grievances between the teaching assistants.

Mr. Han was unmoved, and said lightly: "Your students are pretending to be quite calm, but I heard their heartbeats, which sped up a lot, they are all weak-minded, right? Mr. Qiao, the main thing that the county school teaches is cultivation, not bluffing. ”

"Hmph!" Mr. Qiao's bickering mouth was much worse than Mr. Han's, and he snorted coldly: "What are you doing so much?" He waved his hand: "Lan Qimin, you come for the first time!"

"Yes, sir!" A sturdy young man stood up in response, strode into the middle, and made a powerful fist towards Chen Zhining: "Lan Qimin, please advise!"

Generally, in such an exchange course, each side has five disciples, and the best-of-five system is best-of-five. Although there is no reward for winning, this is a place for secret competition between teaching assistants.

If someone like Mr. Han and Mr. Qiao, who have personal grudges in their own right, once they win, they will definitely keep bragging about it before the next exchange course. Therefore, the losing side will definitely be very "comfortable".

Mr. Han understands the importance of victory, his eyes first fell on Chen Zhining, but secretly shook his head, Chen Zhining has been here for too short, and he doesn't know what his strength is, so he can't be sent to play in the first game for the sake of safety.

So Mr. Han called out a name, and he was an outstanding genius in the class.

That one was full of confidence, but he didn't expect Lan Qimin to be extraordinary, and he had the upper hand as soon as the battle started, and then opened and closed a few spells, and the disciple of Mr. Han who killed him was embarrassed, and he could only admit defeat on the ground.

"Hahaha!" Mr. Qiao laughed: "Old Han, your disciple is really not good, he didn't even hold out for a quarter of an hour, and he was defeated cleanly!"

Mr. Han's face was gloomy, and he glared at the disciple fiercely, and then selected a disciple more cautiously and stepped forward to fight the second formation.

Mr. Qiao smiled and sent his own candidate.

In this scene, the two sides were evenly matched, and in the end, the two of them came and went, and the magic weapons and spells flew all over the sky, and they consumed their respective recklessness, so that they could be regarded as separating the winners and losers, and Mr. Qiao's side was still slightly better.

"Hahaha!" Mr. Qiao laughed again, which made Mr. Han very angry.

"Old Han, it seems that today's exchange class can end soon, if you put up three games in a row, you don't have to fight later......"

The third contestant on Mr. Qiao's side has already come out, and Mr. Han is still a little undecided, Chen Zhining thought about it, and poked Bei Xiaoya with his fingers: "You go up and try this one." ”

It's the first time that Bei Xiaoya has been stabbed with her fingers, and if she doesn't pay attention, she will stand up!

She was a little stunned, and that feeling just now was ...... Blushing!

When Mr. Han saw Bei Xiaoya, he secretly exclaimed, how did he forget this freak just now. Everyone has already seen that Bei Xiaoya has a special secret.

But Mr. Qiao didn't know that he was full of confidence and sent one of his strongest disciples, and the disciple saw Bei Xiaoya, who was thin and small, wearing a big mask, and the whole person was shrunk in a fur vest, and grinned: "Little sister, don't blame my brother for not piping on the fragrance and ...... jade."

As a result, in one round, the unlucky child was frozen into ice lumps.

"This ......" Mr. Qiao was dumbfounded, and it was Mr. Han's turn to laugh loudly: "Qiao, it seems that your disciples are very pitiful and cherish jade, and they don't hesitate to freeze themselves!"

Mr. Qiao was extremely annoyed, and in the fourth scene, he sent another disciple who thought he was very sure. This time, Mr. Han glanced back and ordered, "Pei Qingyu, you go." ”

Pei Qingyu's strength is indeed good, and he fought for more than 30 rounds and finally won the victory. He and the other party hugged each other's fists, and on the surface, they ended the competition very politely, but when they passed by Chen Zhining's side, they showed a reserved smile towards Chen Zhining.

Mr. Qiao's face is not good, and the original two-game lead has now become a draw.

He turned around and looked around with an unkind face, Sun Mao stood up at this time, and asked for battle with a smile: "Sir, let me come to this scene." ”

Mr. Qiao nodded: "Okay, you must win." ”

"No problem. ”

As soon as Mr. Han turned around, Chen Zhining had already stood up. He will not back down when faced with challenges.

"Teacher, I'll do it. ”

Mr. Han thought about it for a while, Chen Zhining is his "baby", and even Master Xuezheng has personally explained that even if he loses this competition, he can't fight the enthusiasm of others.

He nodded and said with a pleasant face: "Don't be pressured, work hard." ”

Chen Zhining nodded with a dark smile. Pei Qingyu on the side suddenly said: "You have just come to the big city from the small county town below, some situations may not be familiar with, monks of the same level, the county town and the county town are different, and the strength is very different." This last one is crucial, and if you're not sure, don't be pushy. The draw I fought for saved our hope of winning, but I don't want you to be buried. ”

Chen Zhining snorted coldly and stepped forward with an indifferent face.

Sure enough, in the county town, everyone is giggling and amiable on weekdays, but once it really involves the battle of core interests, it will immediately tear off the coat of kindness, and do everything possible to hit the opponent, naked, naked competition!

Sun Mao stood in the center of the venue and beckoned to Chen Zhining: "After you lose, maybe you can come and talk to us." You have a great future, but you have to understand that who you make friends with will ultimately determine the height of your achievement. ”

Chen Zhining searched around, but he didn't hear Sun Mao's words at all.

Mr. Qiao asked dissatisfiedly: "Chen Zhining, this is a formal disciple exchange competition, you should be serious! What are you looking for?"

His students were also laughing: "This kind of trick of delaying time is also quite strange, the first time I saw it." ”

Chen Zhining asked very sincerely: "What kind of weapons are generally used in this kind of competition?"

Sun Mao smiled, very "generous" and not bothered with the hillbilly who had just come to the big city. He pointed to one side of the weapon rack: "There are all kinds of weapons made of iron willow wood, if you want to use weapons...... I advise you not to, the competition between the monks is either a spell or a magic weapon, and you will suffer a loss with divine weapons, let alone those wooden weapons. ”

Chen Zhining didn't speak, walked over and picked out a wooden Yanling knife, and tried it in his hand, so-so.