Chapter 258

But Lin Beichen's operation is not over.

He turned the two broad swords around.

The sword on the left says——

"On the 15th of this month, master fan paid guests for the anniversary celebration of the sword shop."

The sword on the right says——

"With the ticket stub of Tianjiao, you can enjoy 20% discount."

All of a sudden, many of the citizens who watched the war were not calm.

"Where's my ticket?"

"Oh, where is my stub."

"Fortunately, I still have it. I can buy the bluebird sword I always want at a 20% discount."

"20% off, really?"

Many people's hearts are ready to move.

Wuzhe, in particular, is proud to own a sword from master fan's sword shop. It's like there was a time on earth when everyone was proud of using apple mobile phones. In order to buy a machine, they even cut their kidneys.

Seeing this scene, fan zuang in the seat area breathed a long sigh of relief.

He has been in yunmengcheng sword shop for some time, but it's hard for him to make a big breakthrough in business volume. He spent a sum of advertising money on Lin Beichen before, but he thought the goods had forgotten about it.

Now look at the reaction of the audience, this advertising investment can obviously recover the cost.

Instead, Yang Chenzhou, who has been building a bow with iron arms and shooting a dragon arrow all night, yawns on his seat with dark eyes. Seeing this scene, his eyes suddenly turn dark.

This little bunny is not interesting enough.

Advertising master fan's sword shop with the sword of my hammer head weapon shop?

But now his impression of Lin Beichen has changed completely, so he just make complaints about it and smile.

VIP seating area.

"Is this the current winner Lin Beichen?"

A charming middle-aged woman, with a look of surprise in her eyes, couldn't help turning her head and asking Li Xiongfu next to her.

The latter's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, and said: "it's right. It makes president Wang laugh."

The middle-aged beautiful woman is Wang Ruyi, vice president of the national Royal intermediate College of Fengshui province. She has a high position in the industry. When Li Xiongfu got up to receive her, he did not expect that this battle of Tianjiao for hegemony in Yunmeng city would lead to Wang Ruyi's education personages coming in person.

In addition to the national Royal intermediate college, there is also a provincial swordsman. Can't we not let him use the sword?

I feel that the third junior college is going to be famous.

……

On the ring.

"Even in such a time, there is the mind to advertise?"

Rice smoke in the eyes, the more angry.

Her body shape is like a willow in the wind. She is completely integrated into the wind of the challenge arena. She drifts, and vaguely appears the effect similar to separation. The thin sword in her hand, with a slight shake, actually extends out to become a strange sword shaped weapon similar to the super long soft sword.

Whew!

The soft sword melts into the wind and attacks Lin Beichen under the cover of the dark green wind blade.

"Useless."

Lin Beichen waved his sword.

Whoa!

Half of the soft sword was cut directly.

"Technical things can only make up for the strength gap in a small scope, but beyond this narrow scope, it will become meaningless."

Lin Beichen's body moves, and the next step is to show it. His body is faster than rice smoke. In an instant, he invades her and cuts her with a long sword.

Mi Ruyan was so surprised that he couldn't escape. He could only bite his teeth and wave his sword to block the blow.

She was ready to take advantage of the impact and withdraw quickly.

But——

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The light of the sword flickered.

Light as the wind.

The great impact of imagination did not come.

The thin sword in her hand was cut into several pieces and fell to the ground.

And Lin Beichen's long sword has been pressed between her neck.

The cold edge of the sword, like the ice for thousands of years, freezes the wind in the challenge arena and all the girl's counterattack possibilities.

Her face froze.

"Miss MI, you lost."

Lin Beichen did not continue to threaten, but directly withdrew his sword.

Mi Ruyan looked at the special thin sword with a hilt left in his hand, with a bitter smile on his face.

She practiced the tactics of the wind system, so she specially made this willow branch fine sword, and developed a set of special strange tactics. She integrated the whip technique into the swordsmanship, so that she could defeat many powerful enemies and was almost invincible.

This is the source of her confidence against Lin Beichen today.

But did not expect, in front of Lin Beichen, unexpectedly is to pass through not one.

The strength gap between the two sides is too huge.

Lin Beichen is far more powerful and terrifying than he has shown in all previous assessments.

And Lin Beichen's words, also let her understand, Kendo all the way, upright strength is the strongest guarantee.

This kind of opportunistic short cut tactics created by her may be able to gain the upper hand in the face of opponents with equal strength and slightly higher strength, but it's only humiliating to meet the real strong.

It's like this war.

Lin Beichen holds a heavy sword with a weight of more than 100 Jin, but he can lift it as if it were light. He uses the heavy sword to perform the light sword technique, and instantly cuts off her willow branch and thin sword, which is the complete crushing of her strength.

"Thank you for your advice."

Mi Ruyan figured out the key to this, and his mood suddenly brightened.

Instead of being angry, she was a little more grateful to Lin Beichen. She gave a swordsman's salute seriously. Then she threw away the handle of the thin willow sword and turned to the end.

At this moment, the noise in the room was also a meal.

Whether it's Lin Beichen's instant withdrawal of the sword after winning it, not to embarrass his opponent, or MI Ruyan's introspection after his defeat, he suddenly realized that the four words "swordsman's demeanor" are incisively and vividly displayed.

This is a real swordsman.

It is worthy of respect.

No matter whether the battle is wonderful or not, the details and the spirit behind the details have made many people applaud spontaneously after a slight pause.

Soon, the little applause became the ensemble of more than 6000 people.

There was a flood of applause.

Many students in charge of admission of famous universities in the VIP seats could not help nodding slightly, and their eyes flashed with the color of appreciation.

However, at this time, Lin Beichen smiles.

He lost no time in holding up his double swords and showing the words on them to the audience around him.

As a conscientious idol, he is very conscientious and serves his father. He has a clear mind. He never forgets his true identity. He is a young man with goods, not a hot-blooded boy fighting for glory.

As a result, the style of painting changed again.

Those who clapped before, now they want to slap themselves in the face.

I'm blind.

How can they think that Lin Beichen has the spirit of swordsman?

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