Chapter 1187

Although it's clear that it's just a contest, under the power of the invisible sword, everyone feels as if they are facing a great enemy. It seems that they are either others or themselves in the face of the cold smoke.

"It turns out that your sword is an artifact!" Nan Aotian was slightly surprised. He also drew out his long sword at a very slow speed. Only half an inch of the sword's light flickered, and then came the sound of dragon chanting, which released the meaning of hegemony.

The sword in his hand, even if it's not an artifact, must not be much different. Before, he not only hid his strength, but also his sword. Until then, many people could see that the sword he used today was totally different from last night.

Time, as if stagnated at this moment, all people's hearts, involuntarily speed up the beat, as if to seize the cavity.

"It seems that mu Hanyan met his opponent this time, and I don't know if I still have the chance to fight with him." Jiang Qi Ling looks at this scene, also don't know is Schadenfreude, or regret of say.

"Originally, I wanted to fight again and step on mu Hanyan to correct my name. Now it seems that I may not have this chance." The more mortal world shakes his head and sighs.

Although the sky is clear, but everyone's feeling is so dull, as if the top of the dark clouds, people can't breathe.

"In fact, I know your most fatal weakness." Mu Hanyan smiles slightly.

"What?" Nan Aotian was startled.

I just feel that mu Hanyan's eyes are locked on me, sharp as a blade.

No, it's impossible. How could he know. Nan Aotian's heart is filled with inexplicable confusion.

"Nine days, the stars fall!" Finally, mu Hanyan cut out with one sword. And her eyes, still dead lock South Ao day body somewhere.

Smile on the face, still so confident.

"Wait!" At this time, Nan Aotian suddenly opened his mouth.

Mu Hanyan's move was just half done. Hearing his cry, he abruptly stopped the sword and looked at Nan Aotian with a smile.

"Why don't we have another comparison?" South Ao day said.

"How?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"They are all the children of the aristocratic family. It's a loss of status to fight and kill. Why don't we just have a fight, sit back and talk about wine and heroes?" South Ao day chokes of a accept sword to return scabbard, threw to throw a robe sleeve, all show the aristocratic breath of the son of an aristocratic family, say to Mu Hanyan.

"Poof!" as he was drinking tea leisurely, Jiang Qi Ling and Yue fan Chen, who were going to watch a big play, came out at the same time.

Under the stage, everyone was stunned. No one doubts that mu Hanyan and Nan Aotian will meet each other, and they will have a great war, even a classic memory of their whole life.

Who would have expected that Nan Aotian would take up the sword, and even say that he wanted Wendou. If you give him a folding fan and shave off his beard, it would be a bit of handsome.

However, look at your bulging muscles, look at your stubble face, you are still fighting, worthy of your powerful appearance?

"Not interested." Mu Hanyan refused without hesitation.

"Do you have to do it?" Nan Aotian tilts his head and looks at mu Hanyan.

"Nonsense." Mu Hanyan said firmly.

"There's one thing we can discuss?" South Ao day said.

"What to discuss?" Mu Hanyan asked with a smile.

"You can do it, but don't hit me in the face, especially don't touch my beard." South Ao day said.

Once the words came out, the audience was shocked again. Wendou is Wendou. They want to see what kind of Wendou the bearded guy wants. Mu Hanyan firmly opposes it, and Nan Aotian proposes to discuss it. They are even more curious about what family and national affairs this guy wants to discuss.

I don't know. He made such a request.

Beard, is beard that important? More important than freshmen and experts?

"Does the beard matter?" Mu Hanyan asked with a smile.

"It's very important. I've grown it for so many years. You have to do it, but you can't move my beard." South Ao day almost paranoid said.

"Then I might as well give up." Mu Hanyan didn't say well.

"That would be the best." Nanaotian was overjoyed at the news.

"No shame! It's shameless. " Not only the audience under the stage yelled, but also mu Hanyan had the impulse to scold.

"Well, are you still comparable?" The tutor couldn't see it any more.

"Forget it. I'll give up." South Ao day simply said.

"What, admit defeat?" The tutor was stunned.

Longyan College's past Freshmen's big ratio is not only famous, but also related to the rich rewards. At the same time, the courage and perseverance of the strong in the duel also represents their dignity as Kendo practitioners, and also represents the dignity of their families and tutors. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, few people directly admit defeat.

Nan Aotian talks a lot of nonsense, but he doesn't even know how to fight. It's beyond everyone's expectation that he just admits defeat."What else can I do if I don't admit defeat? My overbearing sword can't suppress her power at all. It must be an earth shaking hard fight.

It's all about winning or losing, but if she accidentally hurt my beard, do you think it's worth it, is it worth it? " South Ao day looking at that tutor, rightfully say.

Beard, beard again! The tutor was a little crazy. He couldn't help repeating the question of cold smoke. He growled: "is beard so important to you?"

"Why doesn't it matter? Forget it, people like you don't understand the sadness of being treated as a girl by all people since childhood, and as a white face and a rabbit when they grow up. You don't know how important a beard is to me. Forget it, don't say it. You don't understand it. I admit defeat. " South Ao day a face Pathetique, say finally or simply admit defeat.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he did not take away a cloud, leaving only his chin and eyes.

Beard, or beard! South Ao day's words seem to still ring in the ear, everyone is a mess.

"My Lord, I think I have won." Mu Hanyan wakes up the tutor in the big dream and says.

"Bathe in the cold smoke, win!" The tutor announced the result with a wry smile.

There was no cheering, no cheering, and everyone was in a daze, looking at the tall figure of Nan Ao Tian.

"Ha ha ha ha, win, I win, pay the money quickly." Finally, someone cheered excitedly, but obviously, it wasn't because of how intense and dangerous the contest was, how ups and downs it was.

"Nan Aotian, you son of a bitch, this is a freshman. You are so special that you just give up." While Ling Baobao cheers, someone finally can't help yelling.

"Beard, you know your beard. If you make two moves, you will die!" There are also people with a cry curse.

Obviously, they are the unlucky ones who have been picked up by Ling Baobao.

(dear friends, on the last day of this month, Hanyan's daughter revealed herself. Hahaha, I don't need to eat the keyboard. Ask for a monthly ticket ~ ~ ow)

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