Xie Zhen went to the Dharma platform, he didn't use his eyes at all, he looked at Xiao Yu opposite, he never paid attention to this small class freshman. At this time, his eyes were searching outside the circle, was that hot figure in the crowd, silently paying attention?

The wind is up, cold, and damp.

"You shouldn't have come. Xie Zhen didn't look at his opponent and said coldly.

"I didn't have a choice. Xiao Yu also responded coldly.

At this time, Xie Zhen lowered his head and looked at this thin young man, compared with his burly and majestic body, such a disparity in body shape highlighted the contrast between strength and weakness, which aroused sympathy.

"People always have a choice. Xie Zhen walked closer, spoke forcefully, and blew like an arrow, "It depends on whether you know the current affairs." ”

"Do something, don't do something. Xiao Yu's voice was not as strong and condensed as the other party, but it contained a will, indestructible, "You don't know what I gave up for this qualification, and how much courage I mustered." ”

"Why do I want to know?" Xie Zhen laughed, arrogant, "Who cares, what is the ant lying in front of me trembling?"

"You are qualified," Xiao Yu frowned, but surprisingly did not get angry, and said calmly, "But your strength is really worthy?"

"Stupid. Xie Zhen spat disdainfully, "Qualifications, background, is strength!"

"Alas......" Xiao Yu found that although he and he had a similar background, their thinking angles and life perceptions were completely different.

If you don't have a fairy sister and stand behind you, I'm afraid that I don't know what I will look like in the end......

The evidence of this Dharma Fighting Match is the teaching and learning of Xie Zhen's class, the rule of Zong.

No one questioned whether he would be obviously biased towards his disciples, in front of the two sides with a huge disparity in strength and weakness, everything lost too much speculation and suspense.

"Say less, get ready. ”

Zong Zhizhi opened his mouth, his tone was not indifferent, but also a little gentle and kind.

He is a fat man, and on the outside, he does not look like other teachings, at least he has some fairy bones, his round figure, approachable and kind smile, but like a secular shopkeeper, sleek and philistine.

Xiao Yu looked at him, and remembered the previous middle class teaching with the sound of the knife, and his heart suddenly changed.

Why did I come here to practice?

Tribulation, frustration, hardship, ridicule, ridicule, disdain......

Am I really ready for this?

Is it, because of his dependence on the fairy sister, that he has inexplicable slackness and ignorant conceit?

Speaking of which, the second turn of his own qi cultivation is already a small success, and the third turn is the next challenge.

With this ready-made goal, as a tempering, oneself, why should you be dissatisfied, vain and restless?

Before, I had already gained the confidence of the first battle from the white-haired boy, and then I fought against Xie Zhen, so why give up easily, that valuable experience?

Even a little arrogant, if you spell it out, maybe you can stick to it on your own...... Even if you lose, it will be decent......

"Ready—"

Zong Zhizhi looked at Xiao Yu, who seemed to be out of the world, smiled slightly, and shouted an order. After all, it is the teaching of sound cultivation, and the sound spreads everywhere, and it is completely effortless.

Xie Zhen smiled cruelly and pulled out the long flute in his waist.

Off the field, Xie Zhen's companions were lively and coaxing, and at the same time whispered.

"Remember, Da Shao is planning to go to the sword with cultivation, right?"

"The sound quality of the big and small, speaking of which, cough ...... It's still for the sake of walking in the rivers and lakes in the future, and it's convenient. ”

"No matter what, the swordsmanship of the young and junior can be regarded as having consulted the middle class and getting the true ......"

"A little refreshment, where do you need to show your skills?"

"That's right. ”

"However, that flute seems to be familiar......

"Dashao chooses the 'harmonica method', isn't it assisted by the flute?"

"Yes, yes!"

“...... I remember that Chen Jingning also seems to have chosen the long flute, is it too big or young, and it also means this......"

"Whether it's a coincidence or an intention, it's all a good story......"

"Haha......"

Xie Zhen looked at Xiao Yu, pulled out a thin long sword, smiled disdainfully, and continued to turn to the sidelines.

Chen Jingning, can you see that what I use is the same as your belongings?

"Let's go!"

Zongzhizhi's password resounded through the legal platform.

Both of them stepped back at the same time, and then rushed forward.

Xiao Yu didn't call the fairy sister, he wanted to rely on himself to experience the mystery of the three turns.

Only the truth, the breath is steady, take a deep breath, turn into a violent mouth, the whole body, as if instantly tall, an invisible might, burst out on itself.

Xiao Yu paused, as if facing a murderous thing, and felt a sense of crisis.

However, compared with the previous white-haired boy, although Xie Zhen's momentum is strong, it makes Xiao Yu have a special feeling of being strong and capable.

Xiao Yu can't clearly describe such an illusory and invisible potential field, it all depends on the instantaneous perception, and he will feel hazy, and the qi on the opposite side is scattered and disorderly, just like there is no commander in the army, and the dragons have no leader, ignoring fear, you can find the chaos in the center.

“...... The voice is spontaneous and natural. If you want to change your voice, you must first change your consciousness habits. The voice must be calm and mellow, and the heart must not be impatient and impulsive, and the voice must be clear and melodious, and the heart must not be gloomy and closed......"

The words of a lesson flowed through his heart, and Xiao Yu suddenly understood.

However, it was too late, but it was too fast, and the confrontation between the two sides was already connected in a moment.

The swords and flutes collided, making a "pop-" sound.

In terms of strength, he has a strong body, and Xie Zhen, who has been nourishing qi for a long time, beats Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu retreated under the force, his chest was tight, and he knew that he had been injured by a hard touch.

The situation was unfavorable, and he had to completely concentrate the mind that had been separated from his comprehension, and slowly dismantle it in the face of the long flute that solved the truth.

An oversight, Xie Zhen's right foot, kicked out a strong wind, and slashed at Xiao Yu's cheek, Xiao Yu immediately dodged to the side, but Xie Zhen attacked continuously, turned around and swept away, and the long flute was heavily focused on his shoulder.

Woo -

The sound of the flute is low, and in the strong wind, it makes an unknown song.

Xiao Yu staggered back, his feet were unstable, and he almost fell out of the platform.

Outside the field, Xie Zhen's classmates and subordinates immediately let out a burst of laughter, and at the same time, there were also students who sympathized with their junior brothers or disliked Xie Zhen, shouting their voices of support at Xiao Yu.

The Zhong Zheng on the side, Zong Zhizhi, naturally saw Xiao Yu's decline, and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Xie Zhen, but did not take this opportunity to pursue forward, he shook his head disdainfully when Xiao Yu retreated in embarrassment, learning from the secular wanderer, pulled the long flute a few tricks, and put on a chic posture.

Xiao Yu stabilized his body, adjusted his breath, and suppressed the dantian churning. He raised his eyes and saw that Xie was really pretentious, and his face was a little gloomy.

The next battle is completely the same as Xie Zhen's expectations.

Xiao Yu, a newcomer in the first battle, even if he has some superficial swordsmanship, is still dwarfed in front of Xie Zhen.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and insisted, he struggled to deal with it, and at the same time tried to recall that when he fought against the white-haired boy before, the scene of merging with the fairy sister, that feeling was so natural and relaxed, doing whatever he wanted, and it was very different from the present.

Xie Zhen is teasing, with his veteran experience, bullying novices, where will it drag on for so long?

Outside the field, the laughter and ridicule are getting louder and louder under the provocation of people with hearts.

Knock down, get up again, get knocked down again...... Xiao Yu has never been able to grasp that trace of mystery.

Although Xie Zhen didn't have a good time, his companion's momentum made him feel good, and he couldn't help showing off his strength, while deliberately bombarding Xiao Yu to his stomach, on the other hand, he glanced arrogantly and the enthusiastic audience on the sidelines.

Step by step, to the end.

The suspense of the French Fighting Tournament is really from the beginning to the end, and no one mentions it.

Xiao Yu fell to the ground again, and of course he heard another raised laughter.

Anger, accumulating in the heart, is nearing its peak.

Reason, like a calm passerby, always holds the boundaries of impulse.

He braced himself and slowly climbed up.

Zong Zhizhi of the China Securities waved at him, signaling him to stand up quickly and prepare to fight. The kind smile on his face seemed so fake and ironic.

Xiao Yu clenched his sword, and he already had a personal experience of the realm of Xie Zhen.

Well, this is the moment.

"Let's end it like this!" Xie Zhen looked coldly at the opponent covered in mud, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "You insist like this, it looks even more ugly." I've had enough, there's no need to go on. ”

It's finally the end.

This can be seen from the sidelines.

Xie Zhen simply put away the flute and rushed straight over.

"Drink—"

In his mouth, there was an earth-shattering sound, his muscles bulged high, and there was a faint energy that emanated, blowing up the dust under his feet, and freeing up the smoke all the way, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Zong Zhizhi frowned a little, with such full strength, I'm afraid Xiao Yu won't be able to bear it, and he will be in some trouble.

But I just thought that as a Chinese witness, he was fair and impartial, and he would never participate.

At this moment, Xie Zhen's strength was revealed, carrying a sharp wind, and he almost came in the air first.

Xiao Yu closed his eyes instead, exhaled softly, and relaxed his body.

Five-step, four-step, three-step......

Xie Zhen's feet on the ground, the pile is strong through the bones, the whole spine is like a swimming dragon, entrenched and bouncing, once the wind rises, driving the whole body, jumping into the air, leaving a shallow dirt pit under the body, and the dust is frightening.

Xie Zhen in mid-air, his posture is not beautiful, but the whole body is stretched to the extreme, and with the violent drinking, there is some charm of moving with the sound.

Flying legs, by inertia, are both handsome and fierce, and they are already kicking towards Xiao Yu's face.

Everyone outside the arena exclaimed in unison.

Visually, it was like a huge beast, wielding its bloody claws, fierce and furious, and pounced on the weak children in front of it.

In different places, several people who cared about Xiao Yu had shocked faces, and they couldn't bear to close their eyes.

After this blow, it is the end.

Even the neutral beings had people covering their mouths at the same time, showing their eyes in horror, either frightened or excited.

Zongzhizhi has already accepted the ending after that, and he is slightly distracted, but he is thinking about the aftermath of the clean-up and cleaning.

The sound of the wind whistled in Xie Zhen's ears, he was addicted to the tyrannical venting at the moment, and he didn't realize that the sudden change in the sound of the wind was just a cruel smile. According to the estimation of the strength of both sides, this kick will kick this waste into the crowd!

Almost all of them ignored the change in cloud qi at that moment.

That one, the sunlight that pierced through the clouds and fell on Xiao Yu was so dazzling.