Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

On the right side of the gate of the camp, there is a large irregular stele with a few large characters engraved on it--

Jinyun Dream City trainee camp.

Around the entrance of the camp, there are four strong warriors, wearing black armor, with a strong and firm face, and very powerful. They should be soldiers sent by the army to protect the students' camps. Presumably their strength is also very good. It is the elite of martial arts.

The campsite was built with cypress and rock piles, about ten meters high, and it was considered magnificent.

Only in such a prosperous world of martial arts civilization can we build such seemingly humble but tall grand walls.

The four men of Beilin Chen followed behind Ding Sanshi and passed the identity check before entering the camp.

The entire campsite covers about 20 acres and is circular.

There are not many houses. The whole ten rooms are built with black rocks. They are square and square. They are not so much houses as small forts. The walls are extremely thick and can withstand high-intensity attacks. Around the city walls inside the camp.

The center of the camp is a small square.

In the center of the square, there is a cubic stone stele.

The four inscriptions Guanghua are similar to the stone list of the third college.

The whole camp, the feeling of Lin Beichen can be described in four words-

Simple and sturdy.

"Haha, isn't this the Ding Ding of the Third College? Hehe, the last of the six junior colleges in Yunmeng, the representative of the provincial third junior college, has finally arrived."

A rather harsh sound penetrated into the ears of several people in Lin Beichen.

I was talking about a middle-aged man with a strange appearance.

He said that he was strange because he ...

too fat.

If a normal person grows vertically, Lin Beichen is very skeptical that this middle-aged person is developing horizontally. In his standard sword robe, he can accommodate four Lin Beichen, but he is completely middle-aged. Stand up, a pile of piled fat, it is almost necessary to completely burst the robe.

Chen Lin Beichen has never seen such a person.

If it is on the earth, it is estimated that fats of this level must crush themselves to death.

But fortunately in this world, you can cultivate mystery, so this middle-aged teaching is not only very healthy, but also very agile. When walking, it is like a light-bouncing large basketball, and it is almost silent.

"I thought it was Qiu Tian who was the sixth trainee of the province. Hehe, I haven't seen it for half a year, and you're fat again."

Ping Ding San stone skin smiled in response.

Lying, ruthless.

For the first time, Chen Lin Beichen saw such a poisonous and dark side of the old teacher.

The atmosphere between the colleges is not friendly.

Is the competition so fierce?

The qualifiers have not yet officially started, but only when the two colleges led the team, they saw Ji Feng immediately, and the words were full of gunpowder.

"Fart your mother's fart." Qiu Tian, ​​like a seven-inch fat snake, said angrily, "My husband has lost three or two weights this month. Who says I'm fat again? You thin monkey, still want Think about how you can keep your third college ranking and not be overtaken by privates and gangs. "

This fat man cares about his weight.

Ba Ding San Shi smiled and said, "The Six Colleges are ranked fifth, and your sixth college is better than us ... 50 steps and 100 steps."

"Hey, our sixth academy, although the ranking is only one place higher than you, we have seven entries. Haha, you only have four. This time, I'm afraid I will return again."

Qiu Tian turned his lips back.

Ba Ding San Shi snorted, and said, "There are not many soldiers in the elite. The seven of you may not be worth one of our third academy."

"Haha, I know that your third college claimed to have a genius in this joint entrance exam, called Lin Beichen, haha, but what kind of genius did your third college choose? Do n’t you know? This time is even an exaggeration. Even the city ’s civilized protagonist, Lin Beichen, became the genius of the Third Academy.

Qiu Tian laughed exaggeratedly, the fat on his face trembled up and down.

Lin Lin Beichen was speechless on the side.

You two older generations of pouting guns, why do you cue me?

"Hum, let's ride the donkey and look at the turntable, and walk around."

Pouting cannon is meaningless, and Ding Sanshi didn't want to make more unnecessary quarrels. He just ended the topic with a classic closing sentence and left the four students to go directly to the center of the square to report.

Qiu Tian and the six students of the Sixth Academy behind him all laughed with a grimace.

In Yunmeng City, in addition to the high-powered Royal National Junior College, the third of the six provincial junior colleges has a glorious history, but has now completely declined, ranking sixth, and it has been nothing for more than a decade No chance to stand up.

This time, it is impossible. As long as there is a third college, their sixth college will always worry that no one can step on it.

中央 Central square.

Under the stone stele, an old acquaintance sat behind a stone table.

Li Qingxuan.

It seems that this special observer a few days ago was one of the main leaders of this training camp.

"Third college? Name, age, height and weight."

青 Li Qingxuan asked his face lightly, as if he did not know Lin Beichen.

Yun Dingsanshi reported the materials of the four students.

"Check, change."

Li Qingxuan waved.

The soldiers standing next to the desk case divided Lin Beichen into four men and women, and led them to two different rooms for a very detailed and personal search.

Not only clothes, but also hair, boots, and some hidden places on the body have been checked.

After checking, rinse in the hot spring in the room.

Then changed into the uniform semi-leather clothing prepared by the training camp.

Original clothing, as well as all kinds of belongings, were temporarily taken away and stored in the training camp. After the qualifiers ended, the items returned to the original owner.

He left only his own weapons.

"It's strict."

Lin Lin Beichen held his sword of virtue, and could not help secretly feeling.

After coming out of the 'men's locker room', Lin Beichen suddenly caught the attention of many people.

"Who is this? So handsome."

"Which college is it? How can I have not noticed such a terrible young brother?"

"Wow, the same leather uniform of training camp is worn on this little white face, why is it so beautiful?"

There was a voice of exclamation and discussion around me.

Chen Lin Beichen laughed.

What kind of experience is 帅 handsome?

He feels that he is now fully qualified to answer this question directly.

Yan Yan value is finally my biggest advantage, hahaha.

Lin Beichen, who changed into the uniform of the training camp, was handsome.

Wu Xiaofang, who was walking behind him, was also one of Bai Jing's young handsome men when he was in the third college, but at this time compared with Lin Beichen, it was just like a beggar on the roadside.