Chapter 31

Lin Beichen reaches out his hand to catch the sword, and his tears are about to flow out.

Thanks to the PLA.

Ding Jiaoxi, I will never hate you again.

Seeing this, Wu Xiaofang protested loudly: "wait a minute, it's unfair. Invigilator helps exam students. It's cheating. I protest."

Ding Sanshi said faintly: "protest against what? The actual combat is more powerful than swordsmanship, not sharper than swords."

"You..."

Wu Xiaofang looked at the viewing platform and said aloud, "I don't agree. I ask director Chu and observer Li to be fair. Ding Sanshi's behavior is obviously biased towards Lin Beichen. It's against the discipline of the examination."

Director Chu will help me.

And observer Li, they must hate Lin Beichen very much.

Wu Xiaofang thought confidently.

"No resistance."

Grade director Chu Chen is crisp and neat.

Li Qingxuan, the observer, did not make a sound at all. Obviously, he did not pay any attention to Wu Xiaofang's protest.

Wu Xiaofang was stunned.

What's the situation?

How do you feel like you are out of favor?

Even under the challenge arena, some of the students were saying loudly: "what kind of man is he who has the ability to defeat Lin Beichen by his sword skills and bully others with a sword?"

"Yes. Support Ding Sanshi's teaching. "

"Lin Beichen, you are so handsome."

The screams of the female students will never be absent.

The scale of the scum support group is growing rapidly.

All of a sudden, Wu Xiaofang's face turned green.

Lin Beichen laughed.

As if unconsciously, their popularity, inexplicably high up.

Wu Xiaofang shakes the light sword in his hand. The blade is buzzing and shaking. He sneers: "hum, don't be proud too early. Even if you have ten swords, I can chop them all into a pile of scrap iron."

He came rushing with his sword.

Seven sword shadows, the cold Python twinkles.

It's like a cold Python exploding and opening its mouth to expose its tusks. It's ferocious and terrifying.

Lin Beichen pulled out his sword with a clang.

Dash forward.

One shot.

Whew!

The light of the sword breaks through the air.

It's still basic swordsmanship melee three company.

Ding!

For the third time, the sound of metal crowing sounded in the challenge arena.

Just this time, there was no broken sword.

Seven swords disillusioned.

The tusk Python is split in two by a white sword light.

Poof!

The sound of the blade piercing the body.

"Ah..."

Wu Xiaofang screamed.

His left arm was pierced by Lin Beichen's sword.

However, without waiting for his scream to fall, Lin Beichen withdrew his sword directly.

At that moment, Wu Xiaofang seemed to hear the sound of his flesh and bone rubbing against the blade.

The fear of this voice hit him to the bottom of his heart.

Whew!

Another sword light.

Wu Xiaofang's right ear was cold.

"Ah, my ears..."

He cried bitterly.

Lin Beichen still doesn't give him any chance.

Bang!

The back of the sword was drawn on Wu Xiaofang's cheek.

badly bruised from flogging.

The scream was interrupted in an instant.

The huge pumping force made Wu Xiaofang lose his balance completely and hit the ground directly. In an instant, his left face and right face were swollen, like a ripe and rotten peach.

Lin Beichen takes a step forward.

Raise your feet.

Step on Wu Xiaofang's face.

"A sword, an ear, a face..."

He said word by word: "these three things are all returned to you for my classmates in class 9."

"Ah ah..."

Wu Xiaofang screamed and roared: "Lin Beichen, you garbage, how dare you treat me like this? I will not let you go. I will let you know what regret is. You son of a bitch, you..."

"The mouth stinks."

Lin Beichen kicked Wu Xiaofang in the stomach, and drew the kick ten meters close to the ground of the challenge arena. He said, "I almost forgot that when you bullied my classmates, you used this move and gave it back to you."

Wu Xiaofang's body suddenly twitched like shrimps, and his internal organs seemed to have a crushing pain, which exposed the tendons in his neck and made him cry like a wild animal in the deep throat. He couldn't say a word.

Lin Beichen looked down at the sword in his hand.

Simple and unsophisticated, dim.

But hard enough.

Fight against the lightsaber without leaving a trace.

It's a good sword.

Cang Lang.

The sword returns to its sheath.

"I said that I like to step on such a genius as you. Now, do you believe it?"

He went to Wu Xiaofang, bent down, lowered his voice, and quietly said: "in fact, I really want to thank you, dear elder martial brother Xiaofang. If you didn't give me 20 gold coins, I would not have the strength I have now. You are really a good man in the snow. I will always remember your generosity and thank your eight generation ancestors forever."

Wu Xiaofang opened his eyes wide.

Although he can't understand what Lin Beichen is saying, his intuition tells him that he seems to have done something wrong.

Lin Beichen said with a smile: "the last foot is free... Let's go!"

Bang!

Wu Xiaofang was directly kicked off the challenge arena.

Below, no one caught him, directly fell on the ground.

He passed out on the spot.

Many students of class one didn't see Wu Xiaofang twitching on the ground.

On weekdays, this talented student is in class one, but he is domineering, domineering, and bullying his classmates. It's just because he studies well and has strong strength, so everyone has to praise him on the surface. Now?

Lin Beichen beat them to death.

What's the face of being forced in the class?

The image collapsed.

On the contrary, the students of class 9 were cheering.

"Elder martial brother Lin, it's very relaxing."

"Elder martial brother Lin, I apologize to you. You are the pride of our class 9."

"I love you, elder martial brother Lin."

Cheers broke out under the challenge arena.

Among them, there are nine classes of Hualin xueyin.

Lin, a quiet, gentle and shy lady, was already screaming with a few flower crazy girl students in her class. She blushed like a cooked crab shell and looked very excited, as if she had changed someone else.

Cheng Ku, Xue Yue and Yin Yi, who were injured by Wu Xiaofang before, were standing in the crowd with their wounds and bandages. With the help of their classmates, they were also cheering and thanking.

Lin Beichen really breathed a hard breath for them.

Many students in class 9 have a kind of pride in their hearts.

Such ideas as "black sheep", "dandy" and "scum" are totally out of the air.

Now there is only one thought in their mind——

Lin Beichen, he's such a jerk.

Chu Chen, the grade director on the viewing platform, breathed a long sigh of relief and sat back slowly. His heart finally fell back to his stomach.

"Well? Is Wu Xiaofang injured? Come on, send Wu Xiaofang to the medical department for treatment. "

After a long time, Chu trace seems to find out the same loud tunnel.

Some teachers came over and carried Wu Xiaofang away in a coma.

Invigilator Ding Sanshi announced loudly: "the result of the competition, Lin Beichen wins!"

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