Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 31: Lin Beichen’s great victory

Lin Beichen stretched out his hand to catch the long sword, and his tears were about to flow out.

Thanks to loved ones PLA.

Teacher Ding, I will never hate you or slander you in the future.

Seeing this, Wu Xiaofang protested loudly: "Wait, it's not fair, the invigilator helps the students in the exam, it's cheating, I protest."

Ding Sanshi said indifferently: "What are you protesting? In actual combat, it is compared to swordsmanship and combat power, not sharper than swords."

"You..."

Wu Xiaofang looked at the viewing platform and said loudly: "I don't agree, please ask Director Chu, Observer Li to be fair, and Ding Sanshi's behavior is clearly favoring Lin Beichen, which is a violation of exam discipline."

Director Chu will definitely help me.

And Observer Li, they must all hate Lin Beichen as a scum.

Wu Xiaofang thought confidently.

"Resistance is ineffective."

The grade director Chu Hen said simply and neatly.

Observer Li Qingxuan didn't say anything at all, obviously he didn't take Wu Xiaofang's protest to heart at all.

Wu Xiaofang was stunned.

What's this...?

Why do you feel like you've fallen out of favor?

Even under the ring, in the crowd, some students were loudly saying: "What kind of man is he who has the ability to defeat Lin Beichen with swordsmanship and bully others with a sword?"

"Yes. Support Ding Sanshi's teaching."

"Lin Beichen, you are so handsome."

The screams of the **** students are never absent.

The size of the scum and scum support group is rapidly increasing.

Wu Xiaofang suddenly turned green with anger.

Lin Beichen laughed.

It seems that without knowing it, his popularity has risen inexplicably.

Wu Xiaofang shook the [Light Tracer Sword] in his hand, the blade vibrated, and sneered: "Hmph, Lin, don't be too complacent, even if you have ten swords, I can use them all. I'll cut you into a pile of scrap metal."

He charged forward with his sword.

Seven sword shadows, the cold python flickers.

It seems that the cold python burst out and opened its huge mouth to reveal its fangs, ferocious and terrifying.

Lin Beichen clanged and pulled out his long sword.

Dash forward.

A sword thrusts out.

Hey!

The sword light breaks through the air.

It is still the [Basic Swordsmanship close-up three consecutive].

Ding!

The sound of metal symphony sounded in the ring for the third time.

Only this time, there is no broken sword flying.

The Seven Swords Phantom is shattered.

The fangs cold python was split in two by a white sword light.

Pfft!

The sound of the blade piercing the flesh.

"Ah..."

Wu Xiaofang screamed.

His left arm was directly pierced by the long sword in Lin Beichen's hand.

However, before his screams fell, Lin Beichen withdrew his sword.

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

The fear of this voice hit his heart.

Hey!

Another sword light.

Wu Xiaofang's right ear froze.

"Ah, my ears..."

He screamed mournfully.

Lin Beichen still doesn't give him any chance.

Boom!

The ridge of the sword twitched on Wu Xiaofang's cheek.

The skin is open to the flesh.

The screams were interrupted instantly.

The huge thumping force caused Wu Xiaofang to completely lose his balance. He spun his head and hit the ground. His left face and the right face that hit the ground were all swollen high and seemed to be familiar. Like a ripe peach, it was dripping with blood.

Lin Beichen took a step forward.

Lift your feet.

Stamped Wu Xiaofang's face.

"One sword, one ear, one face..."

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

"Ah..."

Wu Xiaofang screamed and roared: "Lin Beichen, you rubbish, how dare you do this to me, I will not let you go, I will let you know what regret is, you bastard, you..."

"My mouth stinks."

Lin Beichen kicked Wu Xiaofang in the stomach, and he kicked his kick ten meters away from the arena floor, and said: "I almost forgot, when you bullied my classmate, you also used this trick, and it also I'll give it back to you."

Wu Xiaofang suddenly twitched and bent like shrimp, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered with severe pain, which exposed the blue veins in his neck, and the **** made a **** ho **** ho sound like a beast, unable to utter a word.

Lin Beichen looked down at the sword in his hand.

Quaint and dim.

But hard enough.

Fight against the [Light Tracer] without leaving any traces.

It's a good sword.

Curachi.

The long sword is sheathed.

"I said, I like stepping on a genius like you, now, do you believe it?"

He walked up to Wu Xiaofang, bent down, lowered his voice, and said quietly: "Actually, I really want to thank you, dear brother Xiaofang, if it wasn't for the twenty gold coins you gave me, there would be no With my current strength, you are really a good person who gave help in the snow, and I will always remember your generosity and thank you for the eighth generation of ancestors."

Wu Xiaofang's eyes widened.

Although I don't understand what Lin Beichen is saying, my intuition tells him that he seems to be doing something wrong.

Lin Beichen smiled and said, "The last kick is a free gift... let's go!"

Boom!

Wu Xiaofang was kicked directly from the ring.

Below, no one caught him either, and he fell directly to the ground.

Passed out on the spot.

Many students in Class 1 tacitly did not see Wu Xiaofang lying on the ground twitching.

On weekdays, this talented student is in the class, but he is intimidating, arrogant, bossy, and never insults his classmates. It's just because of his good studies and strong strength, so everyone has to compliment him on the surface, now?

They were beaten to death by Lin Beichen.

What kind of face is there to pretend to be in the class in the future?

The image collapsed.

Instead, the students from Class 9 cheered.

"Senior Brother Lin, I'm so relieved."

"Senior Brother Lin, I apologize to you, you are the pride of our Class 9."

"I love you, Brother Lin."

A loud cheer erupted under the ring.

Among them is Lin Xueyin, the senior flower of the ninth class.

The usual soft-spoken, gentle and shy lady Lin, now with a few **** students in the class, screamed loudly, blushing like a boiled crab shell, His expression was very excited, as if it was a different person.

Cheng Ku, Xue Yue, and Yin Yi, who were injured by Wu Xiaofang before, were even more injured and bandaged. With the help of their classmates, they stood in the crowd. Cheering and thanking loudly.

Lin Beichen really breathed a sigh of relief for them.

Many students in Class 9 have a faint pride in their hearts.

The idea of ​​what a prodigal son, what a scumbag, what a scumbag, etc., was completely thrown out of the sky.

Now there is only one thought in their minds-

Lin Beichen is so **** awesome.

Chu Hen, the grade director on the viewing platform, let out a long sigh of relief and sat back slowly. A heart finally fell back to his stomach.

"Hey? Wu Xiaofang is injured? Come and send Wu Xiaofang to the medical department for treatment."

After a long time, Chu Hen spoke loudly as if he had just discovered it.

A teacher came over and carried away the unconscious Wu Xiaofang.

Invigilator Ding Sanshi announced loudly: "Lin Beichen wins the test result!"

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