Chapter 466

After that, they look at each other.

"Younger martial brother Xue, please enlighten me."

"Please give me your advice."

After saluting each other, the two soon began to fight.

Xue Han used his sword to resist Xiang liyang's long sword, gritted his teeth and said, "elder martial brother Xiang, you should be merciful. I can't stand your two swords."

Li Yang to a black line to draw the corner of the eye, "we have not started to fight."

Xue Han said with a simple smile, "I didn't discuss it with you first."

"You can just throw in the towel."

He gave Li Yang a very pertinent opinion.

Xue Han smell speech, suddenly stare, "that's no good, a man can lose, but he can't admit defeat."

To Li Yang rolled a big white eye directly, "then hit, don't talk nonsense."

Waving the long sword, Li Yang and Xue Han fight directly.

Their accomplishments are similar, but Xiang Liyang is much more solid than Xue Han.

After they played a cup of tea, Xue Han's weakness gradually appeared.

Bai Li frowned and looked at the competition on the stage, "I'm afraid elder martial brother Xue can't win Xiang?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows undeniably, "within the three moves, he must be defeated."

As soon as Mo Beichen's voice falls, Xue Han on the stage is defeated, and Xiang Liyang just uses three moves.

Bai Li suddenly stares at Mo Beichen and immediately looks at Mo Beichen with admiration

"Yes, how did you calculate that he would lose in three moves?"

Murong Xuefei also looks at Mo Beichen in surprise.

Mo Beichen did not speak, cold easy cold then disgruntled ground ground curls a mouth, "what does this have? It's a small skill. "

The white beaver glared coldly at his eyes.

This guy is so jealous.

Murong Xuefei is also pretty face slightly red, embarrassed to pull cold easy cold sleeve.

Mo Beichen didn't speak. He rubbed the head of the white beaver with a spoiled face.

In the distance, the bright orchid seven looked at the warm interaction between the ink Beichen and the white beaver, and instantly became red with anger.

On the platform, elder yuan announced the victory and defeat in a loud voice.

"Advance to Liyang."

The Feng elder was full of joy, but the Tu elder was dark and calm.

This little bunny lost to him in the first round. It seems that when the disciple competition is over, it's time for him to practice in seclusion.

Knowing that old Tu must be angry, Xue Han did not dare to look at the stage, so he jumped off the stage.

"Next, the students who have got the number two sign will take the stage to have a competition."

As soon as elder yuan's voice fell, two more people flew onto the stage. It was Ming LAN Qi and Shu Cheng.

Bai Li raises her eyebrows. Who can win?

Shucheng kindly bowed his hand to minglan seven times, "elder martial sister Ming, please give me your advice."

Minglan seven also arched the hand, but did not speak.

The two also quickly started fighting.

Both of them are purple spirits, and their accomplishments are equal. However, the skills and weapons used by minglan Qi are obviously better than those of Shucheng.

Bai Li frowned and looked at the strange skill used by Ming LAN Qi, "ah Mo, is the skill of Ming LAN Qi the same as yours?"

Mo Beichen wood to see the white beaver, "the old man only taught me one."

Ah That means it's different.

Bai Li blinked and said, "do you know what skill she uses?"

Mo Beichen carefully looked at the skill of the next Ming LAN seven, raised his eyebrows and said, "it should be the Tianjie skill."

Bai Li nods. It turns out that it's heaven level skill. No wonder it's so powerful.

Minglan Qi can be the same as amo. If you want to have those good skills, there must be no lack of them.

"Her weapons are also very good."

Bai Li looks at the colorful sword in minglan Qi's hands and raises her eyebrows. ***

Bai Li suddenly nodded. It was made by master amo. No wonder it was so powerful.

Waiting for the white beaver to finish feeling, Mo Beichen said again, "that sword is made of scrap iron, which is not enough to fear."

The white beaver was completely stunned.

She finally knows why ah Mo's refining tools are so powerful. With such a powerful master, can the apprentice be good?

Murong Xuefei, Qi Ziling and Yun Shaoning are also in a daze.

Scrap iron can be refined into immortal weapons. Isn't this the legend of turning waste into treasure? The old man he said was sacred.

Not to mention the white beavers, even when they were cold and cold, they frowned in surprise.

People who can make scrap iron into immortal weapons, not to mention in Yunjing land, are killing gods. He has never heard of it. No wonder this boy is so powerful. It turns out that he has been instructed by experts.

Looking at Shu Cheng who is suppressed by minglan seven, Bai Li sighs.

"Well, elder martial brother Shu is going to lose."Elder martial brother Shu can't defeat minglan seven after all.

This time, not waiting for Mo Beichen to speak, cold easy cold snatched a way, "not out of five moves."

…… It's cold and cold.

Big brother, can you not be so serious?

Murong Xuefei also blushed with embarrassment.

This guy is really, she just casually asked that, does he need to be so serious?

Soon, as cold and easy to cold said on stage, minglan's seven five moves solved Shu Cheng.

See oneself say right, cold easy cold then look at Murong Xuefei expectantly, as if waiting for her to boast.

Murong Xuefei was cold easy to see his face red, embarrassed to praise him, can only quietly pull his hand.

Soft little hand caught him, cold easy cold instant satisfaction, immediately backhand her small hand in the palm.

Always paying attention to Murong Xuefei's Cen Shufeng, looking at the interaction between the two people, his face immediately looks ugly.

Elder yuan looked at the competition that had been divided on the stage of the eye and raised his voice, "the seventh promotion of Ming LAN."

Minglan seven instant a face proud to look at Mo Beichen.

But Mo Beichen did not look at her, and only bowed his head to speak with white beaver.

Minglan Qi was extremely angry in a moment. She was holding her fist and staring at white beaver with red eyes.

Bai Li'er is a bitch. She must defeat her.

"No. 3 disciple went to the stage to have a competition."

As soon as elder yuan's voice fell, beiyiyang and changmingze took off to the stage.

"Senior brother Chang, please give me your advice."

"You are welcome."

After the two hands arched each other, they hit each other.

The two men were equally matched.

In terms of cultivation, beiyiyang is not as good as Chang Mingze. After all, he is nearly twice as old as Chang Mingze. His poor cultivation is also normal. However, beiyiyang is better than that of Chang Mingze. His moves are fierce and he does not fall behind.

After fighting for an hour, they couldn't tell whether to win or not. The disciples watching the war were a little anxious.

"It's not over yet. Who is going to win?"

"I think elder martial brother Chang will win. Elder martial brother Chang's accomplishments are higher than that of North elder martial brother."

"I think elder martial brother Bei can win. If elder martial brother Chang can win, won't he win early?"

Listening to everyone's comments, Bai Li frowned and looked at Mo Beichen, "Mo, who do you think can win?"

Mo Beichen's expressionless glance at north Yi Yang, "my mo Xue's general will not lose."

…… White beaver a black line to take out the corner of the eye, heart for north Yi Yang silent.

Ah Mo's words obviously stimulate elder martial brother Bei.

Sure enough, beiyiyang seems to have heard Mo Beichen's words. He is full of strength. He makes an instant effort and defeats Chang Mingze with only one move.

Elder yuan looked at the battle situation that the victory and defeat had been divided on the stage of the eye, and raised his voice and said, "north Yi Yang is promoted."

North Yi Yang smell speech, a face looking forward to the ink North Chen, like a child for reward.

Mo Beichen is not stingy, looking at the north Yi Yang a face proud to hook up the lip corner.

Beiyiyang is like a child who got candy, full of joy.

"Elder martial brother Chang accepted."

North Yi Yang smile, then reach out to Chang Mingze, pull him up from the ground.

They walked off the stage shoulder to shoulder.

See north Yi Yang win the game, still don't forget to appease Chang Mingze, Feng elder touched his beard happily.

The old butcher looked at Fengchang with envy and said, "you two disciples are very good. They have passed the first round."

Feng elder smiles and looks to Tu elder, "you don't have Yu Wenbai, that boy is not bad either."

The old butcher raised his eyebrows. "He, I don't expect to lose any more. I just hope I don't lose too much and lose less of my face."

Feng elder frowned, "you also don't belittle yourself too much, that boy is not bad."

Yu Wenbai usually seems to be out of tune, but his talent is good. Even if he is against Li Yang, he may not lose.

Elder Tu smiles, no objection.

Although he said he didn't expect it, he still had some hope in his heart. It would be a shame if neither of his disciples had passed the first round.

When the wine coldly glanced at the eye butcher elder and the Feng elder, the sinister eye son is full of disdain.

What's great about it, but if you win the first game, you'll flatter each other here. If you have the ability, you can win a first person to have a look.

"Disciple No. 4 took the stage to compete."

As soon as Yuan Chang's old words fell, Zuo Yuqing flew to the stage.

The disciples at the bottom looked at Zuo Yuqing, and they all got up in a moment.

"Left elder martial brother is on the stage."

"I don't know who is so unlucky to deal with senior brother Zuo."

"That's right. Who is going to compete with elder martial brother Zuo? It's not a defeat."

All the disciples at the bottom looked left and right, waiting for another No. 4 to come to the stage, but after a long time, no one was on the stage.Bai Li is also frowning. Who is the match with Zuo Yuqing?

The president on the stage was also impatient to wait, raised his voice and called again, "who is the fourth?"

Yu Fei Li glanced at Zhou Jinyu's bamboo stick and gently pushed him, "elder martial brother Zhou, they seem to be calling you."

Zhou Jinyu looked back and saw her bamboo stick. It was No. 4. She raised the bamboo stick and said, "it's me."

Zhou Jinyu pointed a little, then flew to the stage.

"Come on, brother Zhou."

Yu Feili ran to the bottom of the competition platform and waved to Zhou Jinyu.

Zhou Jinyu chuckled gently and bowed to Zuo Yuqing.

Zuo Yuqing also bowed his hand without expression.

They didn't say anything and started fighting.

Zuo Yuqing is obviously a little impatient. He doesn't have a trace of empty moves. He waves two rows of dark air.

Zhou Jinyu is also vague, immediately condenses the water spirit power in the body, turns into the blue shield when in front of the body.

"Bang" ground, the shield smashes, black dark gas and Blue Shield disappear at the same time.

Bai Li raised her eyebrows in surprise, "this Zhou Jinyu is so fierce!"

I'm afraid that few people in Fengshen college can block Zuo Yuqing's attack, but he not only blocked it, but also remained intact. This is not what ordinary people can do.

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