Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

But nothing is absolute.

In this world, there are always some **** called geniuses.

In Jinyun Dream City, there are some relatively talented and high-level students who buy war skills in private and practice quietly. If they are lucky, they can cultivate successfully and exert some power of star warfare skills.

For example, Wu Xiaofang.

This product has a one-star sword skill [Han Python Seven Magic Swords], which has been trained to a similar level, which is enough to crush many students at the same level.

But unfortunately, he encountered Lin Beichen's aggression and was defeated ruthlessly.

In fact, if Wu Xiaofang can really practice [Han Python Seven Magic Swords] to the realm of 'Dengtang Entrance', it will be enough to defeat Lin Beichen.

Of course, these can only be seen by experienced teachers.

But at the moment, no matter whether it is Mu Xinyue or Yue Hongxiang, they have trained their own sword-entry skills to the level of "coming to the hall", which is definitely not the level of [Han Python Seven Magic Swords] by Wu Xiaofang.

Between the Double 姝 moves, the faint light on the blade can reveal the mysterious light.

Every encounter with the sword, a strange roar.

The blade hits the point, shimmering.

The radon air burst like water ripples in the air.

These two female students are not simple.

I have secretly cultivated to such an extent.

It seems that even if Wu Xiaofang was not eliminated by Lin Beichen, there was no chance of success when he met any of the two women.

Experts watch the doorway.

The layman looks hilarious.

Zhe Lin Beichen is undoubtedly a layman.

He just felt that the battle between the two beautiful girls suddenly became more and more lively.

Other trainees generally have the same idea.

After two minutes.

Ding!

声音 The sound of long swords striking.

Yi Yue Hongxiang exclaimed, clutching her wrists and backing away.

A faint splash of blood was spilling from her fingers.

The victory has been divided.

Tochigi Xinyue was not proud and impatient, holding his sword in his elbows, and said, "Yue Shimei, let it go."

An unstoppable exclamation sounded around the ring.

The fighting did not last long.

This shows that Mu Xinyue's strength occupies an absolute advantage.

Xun Yue Hongxiang looked down at her injury, and her tendon at the right wrist was cut off.

She knows that this is intentional by Mu Xinyue.

Such injuries need to be treated with the extremely precious [white jade discontinuous cream]. At least half a month can be used to connect the broken ribs, and it will affect the actual combat of swordsmanship. Careful maintenance will fully heal for two to three months. time.

This will greatly affect her performance in the [Tianjiao Battle] qualifier. "I lost."

Xie Yue Hongxiang's expression was extremely calm, without much blame.

With her **** left hand, she picked up her sword and turned and walked off the ring.

"The competition is over, Mu Xin wins."

The invigilator Ding Sanshi announced the result aloud.

Mu Xinyue was standing on the ring, smiling, her long black hair was dancing, bathed in the golden afterglow of the sunset, and she looked like she was covered with a layer of golden divine light. Beautiful shadow, deeply Imprinted in the hearts of countless male students.

"Today's big game is over."

On the podium of Guanguan, grade director Chu Hen stood up and announced the temporary end of the day's competition.

At this point, the big game in the middle of the year is only the last battle-

Championship fight.

The final grade is much better than the first day, and will be born in the battle tomorrow.

In the anticipation of full discussion, the crowd disappeared in pairs.

Several female students who are full of spring heart gathered up the courage to go to Lin Beichen to ask for a signature, but found a circle, and found that the beautiful boy had no idea where to go.

Uh ...

ten minutes later.

In the examination room.

"Wahahaha, Brother Qing Xuan, you talk about it, this time, how are these two Tianjiao students in my second year of the third college?"

He Chuchen, like amnesia, asked the same question over and over again dozens of times.

青 Li Qingxuan was big for a while.

There is no end to you.

I know you want to show off, but it's a bit too much to keep asking.

He had to perfunctory, "OK, good, very good."

Chu Chuhen laughed again: "Brother Qing Xuan thinks, who will win tomorrow?"

青 Li Qingxuan thought for a while, and said, "On the surface, five or five open ... but I still like Mu Xinyue."

"Oh?"

Chu Chujin was slightly surprised: "Why does Brother Xuan Xuan judge this way?"

Li Qingxuan said, "Well ... intuition."

Chu Chuhen also nodded, and said, "It's true, I don't know why. Although Lin Beichen has a higher level of aura, I am just as intuitive as you."

"Yes, Brother Chu, have you ever wondered why a prodigal who has no knowledge and skills suddenly changed his body and became an amazing talent? What secrets are hidden in it?"

Li Qingxuan reminded.

Chu Chen's expression was slightly serious, saying: "Of course, I have thought about this matter. It should be the second hand left by Zhan Tianhou. After all, that is one of the empire's battlefield myths. He is so fond of Lin Beichen that it is not impossible to leave something for his son.

青 Li Qingxuan nodded. He also tends to this view.

Just, don't forget, the emperor did not kill Lin Beichen at first, because he was a wasteful brain, without threat.

现在 And now, Lin Beichen has become a genius.

After His Majesty the Emperor knows, will he still have the only son of the criminal, Zhan Tianhou?

Uh ...

Uh ...

The following day came.

The campus of the Third College is extremely quiet.

The woods deep in the martial arts.

As soon as Beilin Chen came back, she saw the old housekeeper's expression of grief, staring at him faintly.

"Master, my sword ..."

"Oh, it's broken."

"Ah, no, that's my ancestral sword ..."

"But it broke."

"Master, it is a sword of kindness, you ..."

"It really broke."

"Woohoo, my sword, passed on to my royal family for eighteen generations, I lost you ... you are so terribly dead."

卧 "Sit down, don't get fucked, and go back and buy you a new one."

真的 "Really? I want Master Fan to launch the most popular [Blue Bird Sword] of the season in Cloud Dream City."

"Buy."

谢谢 "Thank you, Master, I'll prepare dinner for you."

Facts have proved that Wang Zhong, a wretched butler, is indeed a rare good dog leg.

I soon prepared a sumptuous table for dinner. The vegetarian mix was perfect and the taste was excellent. Together with the fruit wine [Peach Blossom Brew], Lin Beichen felt like he was in a five-star restaurant.

I'm too good at serving people.

Let Lin Beichen once again feel that it is really cool to have such a dog leg around him.

After the rice was full and drunk, Lin Beichen hid in the tent.

I fiddled with my phone for a while and found nothing new.

So I went straight to sleep.

After all, I fought one day during the day. Although there is nourishment, I still feel tired.

after an hour.

While he was sleeping soundly, the sound of Wang Zhong's shrinking voice came from outside.

"Master, master? Someone came to you."

Wang Zhong knocked on the tent door.

Lin Lin Beichen turned over, and said impatiently, "Who, no time to see him, let him get away."

"Uh ... Master, this person is a little special, hey hey hey, you better meet."

In the voice of the old housekeeper, there was an unabashed hint of insignificance.

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