Chapter 30

Such a delicate girl, directly beat, no pity.

However, the female students of the slag men's wife group were very happy to see this scene and cheered: "cold, heartless, handsome, just like a sword fairy..."

Next to the male students, immediately speechless.

These superficial facial makeup.

Why don't you learn from us and be more infatuated with Lin Beichen's swordsmanship?

So forward the cycle.

Four people were left in the end.

They are Lin Beichen, Wu Xiaofang, Mu Xinyue and Yue Hongxiang.

The top four in the second year of the third college.

The final showdown is finally coming.

This time, the draw attracted the attention of the whole grade.

On the No.1 challenge arena, the lottery box is on the black market.

Four people, including Lin Beichen, came to the stage to draw lots.

After the draw, each man took his name plate.

Lin Beichen looked down, his hand is the number four nameplate.

The other three people have already taken their nameplates in their hands.

Invigilator came to check, glanced, and directly gave the final result of the four strong battle: "No. 1 Wu Xiaofang, against No. 4 Lin Beichen, No. 2 muxinyue against No. 3 Yue Hongxiang."

Around the challenge arena, there was a roar of cheers.

This result is a bit like the feeling of king to King and back to back.

Although Yue Hongxiang of class 8 is not as popular as muxinyue, she is also the goddess in the minds of many students. She is gentle and graceful, and exudes a kind of classical beauty. She is usually very low-key, but she has a lot of iron powder. This time she is in the top four of the whole grade, which is definitely worthy of her name.

The duel between the two goddesses is absolutely eye-catching.

But between Lin Beichen and Wu Xiaofang, because of the constant accumulation of hatred and resentment in the whole Dabi, and the wonderful story of Lin Beichen's prodigal son's miraculous rise, the attraction of the duel is even more attractive than the battle between the two goddesses.

"For the first time, Wu Xiaofang is fighting against Lin Beichen. Both sides of the battle please enter the challenge."

As a invigilator, Ding Sanshi speaks out loud.

The atmosphere was ignited in an instant.

"Elder martial brother Wu, come on, blow up the defeated family."

"Lin Jianxian, continue your myth, I'm starting to support you now."

"Elder martial brother Xiaofang, you must not lose to that infamous family."

Step by step, Wu Xiaofang stepped on the challenge arena. Hearing this, he could not help but yell at him. Who is this bastard with a hole in his head? Can he speak? What is "never can" and I will never lose, OK?

Lin Beichen also ascended the challenge arena.

They are ten meters apart and stand face to face.

"This moment has come at last."

Wu Xiaofang sneered, staring at Lin Beichen, and said: "although it's good to destroy your classmates, how can it be better than beating you down in front of so many classmates? Lin Beichen, you rubbish, are you ready to be ravaged? "

Lin Beichen slowly drew out his sword.

"That's what I want to ask you. Are you ready for the nightmare?"

He took his sword and stepped forward slowly.

Xuanqi, surging in the body.

Long black hair, flying in the sun, each hair, as if the flow of intoxicating brilliance.

"Ah, how handsome."

Under the challenge arena, dozens of female students screamed.

I have to admit that in the whole third college, in terms of face value, there is really no one who can fight in front of Lin Beichen. Wu Xiaofang, a white and clean young man, is not left in front of Lin Beichen.

Before the contest, unconsciously, some people began to support Lin Beichen.

Looking at the challenge arena, Lin Beichen's momentum is full, and there is also a cheering sound below.

In Wu Xiaofang's eyes, there was a fierce haze.

He also poked a sword at his waist.

The blade of the sword is as bright as autumn water, reflecting dazzling light in the sun.

This sword is called "drag light".

It's a sword.

A sharp tool to cut iron like mud.

He specially prepared for this big match.

In the previous battle, he did not draw his sword out of the sheath for this moment.

He wants to use this sword to defeat Lin Beichen in the challenge arena, under the gaze of all the students and teachers, and thoroughly kill the so-called myth of rising against the current of this black sheep.

"Shall I pierce your leg first, or your arm first?"

Wu Xiaofang stepped forward slowly, walking faster and faster.

All of a sudden.

A sudden change in speed is like an arrow from the string.

Lin Beichen also speeded up.

The first move of basic fencing melee three company——

Sudden!

Body and sword.

The light of the sword flickers, and the man and the sword are excited, like a streamer.

"Lose me."

Wu Xiaofang drank a lot.

The sharp sword in his hand stabbed out.

Whew, whew, whew, whew!

Seven confused sword shadows burst out in an instant. It's hard to tell the true from the false.

The shadow of the sword was cold, as if it were a silver python. It opened its mouth to devour Lin Beichen.

This scene made Ding Sanshi's mind shocked.

It's not good.

It's not basic sword.

It's cold Python seven magic sword!

The real one star sword.

This Wu Xiaofang has already mastered the nine grade sword skill which surpasses the basic sword skill?

Once you have a star, the power of martial arts is far beyond the basic martial arts.

From low to high, they are one to nine stars.

What's the result of taking star sword skill against the derivative skill of basic sword skill?

There is no doubt that he will lose.

Ding Sanshi's heart hung up in an instant.

On the platform.

Grade director Chu Chen also jumped up.

Wu xiaofangshi should be happy to show his sword skills that surpass the basic sword skills. After all, his students are promising. But at this moment, Chu Chen's concern is whether Lin Beichen can retreat under the sword and whether he will be hurt!

Ding!

It's a slight metal chime.

A broken sword flew into the air.

The shadows are intertwined.

One touch, one minute.

The sword shadow of the cold Python disappears.

Lin Beichen looked at his sword in surprise.

Only half of it is left.

"Lying trough."

"This is Wang Zhong's bloody family sword?"

"One touch, one break?"

"This sword is just like the man with the dog. It's not reliable."

Lin Beichen felt a burst of hemp and wheat skin in his heart.

opposite side.

Wu Xiaofang began to laugh.

"Ha ha, rubbish, aren't you arrogant? Now that your broken sword is broken, how can you fight me? "

In fact, he was shocked.

In his own hands, but the iron is as hard as mud.

I just used a star sword skill [cold Python seven magic sword].

As soon as he did it, he did his best.

In order to hurt Lin Beichen in an instant, shock the audience, achieve the best visual effect, and get back his own glory.

But, unexpectedly just broke a broken sword in Lin Beichen's hand?

What's more, the terrible anti shock force just now made him almost fly out of the sword.

This little bastard, his strength, is so strong?

In Wu Xiaofang's heart, he began to be vigilant.

He shows his footwork, and then shows his seven magic swords.

Cold light.

Straight volume Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen did not flinch.

Because intuition tells him that if he withdraws, he will lose.

If we meet in a narrow road, the brave will win.

He broke his sword and stabbed it out.

Sudden!

[basic swordsmanship melee three company] once again.

Ding Ding!

There was a crisp metal crash.

Two or three clusters of Mars sputtered in the air.

Break the sword and fly again.

"Ha ha ha, now you only have a bare hilt in your hand. How can you fight with me?"

Wu Xiaofang laughed.

The broken sword in Lin Beichen's hand was directly cut into a hilt.

Now

Damn, it's kneeling.

Lin Beichen is a little speechless.

All one's abilities are based on this sword.

Without the sword, it means keyboard man has no computer. How can it play?

"Garbage, today, you are destined to be trampled by me."

Wu Xiaofang laughs: "do you really want to avenge those rubbish in class nine? Ha ha, it's a pity that your end will be worse than theirs."

Just then——

"Boy, take the sword."

Invigilator Ding Sanshi, with no expression on his face, takes off his sword and throws it at Lin Beichen.

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