Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 28: Scumbag Support Team

Hey!

The sound of the long sword breaking through the air sounded.

Leng Ye didn't react at the level of the future. He only felt a chill on his left shoulder. When he looked down, the sword in Lin Beichen's hand had already pierced through his left shoulder.

A dazed feeling pervaded Leng Ye's heart.

What's the matter?

What happened?

Why did Lin Beichen's sword pierce his shoulder in just a split second?

This dazedness was replaced by intense pain in the next instant.

"Hoho...ah..."

Leng Ye finally screamed like killing a pig.

Pfft!

Lin Beichen pulled out his long sword.

A **** arrow came out.

Then, with a backhanded sword ridge, he swiped Leng Ye's right cheek, and slammed it directly to the ground, wailing endlessly.

"You dare to provoke this young master with a defective product like you?"

Lin Beichen squatted down, wiped the blood from the blade on Leng Ye's clothes, and then kicked Leng Ye directly off the ring with a kick.

Pfft!

Leng Ye fell to the ground and passed out on the spot.

The invigilator was stunned for a while, then turned to look at the grade director Chu Hen on the viewing platform. Seeing the latter nodded slightly, he said loudly, "Lin Beichen wins!"

Under the ring, there is already a mess.

One class of students rolled their eyes and thought of something, and they raised their arms and shouted loudly: "Lin Beichen, you are too vicious, it's just a martial arts competition, and you said that you actually stabbed Senior Brother Leng. You are simply inhuman."

"I protest, this is not a contest, it is murder."

"To treat my classmates with such a heavy hand, I'm not a human being."

"Strongly request the teacher to come forward and cancel Lin Beichen's grades..."

For a while, it seemed that the crowd was excited.

Lin Beichen pointed the long sword in his hand to the students in that class, and said, "You don't agree? Come and fight this young master, you idiot."

"I..."

The student felt guilty for no reason.

Although Yaoyao was pointed at by the long sword, it was as if the tip of the sword was pressing against his throat, his whole body was cold and trembling, all the notes were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Everyone else slumped.

Where Lin Beichen's long sword pointed, the noisy crowd seemed to have been smashed by a pot of cold water, as if the flames were just burning, and it suddenly cooled down.

Curag!

He returned his sword to its sheath, and walked down the ring step by step, unhurriedly.

Black hair flutters, reflecting the sun's brilliance.

"Ah, ah, ah, so handsome."

Three or five **** female students covered their faces and screamed.

Ding Sanshi, a swordsman teacher from Class 9, has a hot light in his eyes.

"Genius, true kendo genius."

"Even if he started to practice [Basic Swordsmanship Close-up Three Links] from his mother's womb, being able to practice to this level is enough to show his talent in swordsmanship. It's this brat."

In an instant, the old teacher made a decision without hesitation.

Farther.

On the viewing platform.

Chu Hen couldn't hide a smile and said, "Haha, brother Qingxuan, now you have seen Lin Beichen's actual combat performance, what's your comment?"

Li Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and said, "The opponent's strength is too weak to judge anything."

Chu Hen smiled and said, "Continue, haha, keep watching."

Now he completely treats Lin Beichen as a baby bump.

Although it was announced that day that Lin Beichen's profound energy level test results were temporarily invalid, it was only an excuse for the outside world.

The truth, he and several of the participants knew very well.

The so-called [Profound Measurement Stone] failure is just a guise. It is because the observer, Li Qingxuan, forced it to come to a conclusion. When the sixth-grade [Profound Measurement Stone] arrives, everything will come to light.

Wow ha ha ha ha.

My third college is about to have a big baby.

As soon as I think about the future college exchange meeting, when I see the grade director of other colleges, I can hold back and say "Come, come, let you see my big baby", and then the other party is instantly convinced, haha, That feeling is simply beautiful.

……

Big competition continues.

After half an hour, the first round of competitions is over.

Fifty people are eliminated.

Fifty people advance.

The whole process was carried out under the supervision of grade director Chu Hen, special observer Li Qingxuan, and dozens of other invigilators to ensure fairness and effectiveness.

In order to further ensure fairness, the 50 students who were promoted will be drawn again.

Lin Beichen drew No. 47.

"I really have a relationship with 7."

Could it be that there are 7 intentions in the dark?

Lin Beichen looked at the nameplate in his hand.

This time, without waiting too long, it was his battle round.

When he steps into the ring, see his opponent.

"Hehe, it's true that we don't meet in life, is it unexpected, surprising, or exciting?"

Lin Beichen laughed.

Because the student with an embarrassed face on the opposite side was the guy who fought against Leng Ye not long ago and incited others to criticize him.

"You...you don't go too far."

The student is trembling and authentic.

Lin Beichen almost burst out laughing.

This conversation would be nutritious if it were a woman instead?

"If I remember correctly, are you in the same class?"

Lin Beichen Road.

The student said: "Yes, my best friend is Senior Brother Wu Xiaofang, you..."

The voice didn't fall.

The sword light flashed.

Pfft.

Pfft.

The sound of the long sword being pierced and drawn almost simultaneously sounded.

Bang!

A kick in the stomach.

The student was kicked off the ring and slammed to the ground.

The whole process takes less than a breath of time.

At this time, his screams like killing pigs rang out.

Like Leng Ye, his right arm was pierced by a long sword, which was considered a serious injury.

But this is within the allowable range of the actual competition rules.

Because of some good quality herbal pills, such penetrating wounds can be cured in a very short time.

As long as there is no life-threatening injury, it can be rescued if it is not the kind of disability caused by a broken limb or broken arm.

The purpose of the actual combat arena is to let the students feel the moment of life and death confrontation, and remember the feeling of this real battle. Too many constraints will lose the meaning of actual combat.

This time, no one dared to take the opportunity to attack Lin Beichen again.

The prodigal son's arrogance must be reported, which makes many people feel chills in their hearts.

After the invigilator announced the result of the battle loudly, Lin Beichen took his sword in Tsing Yi and walked slowly from the ring, step by step, slowly and slowly.

"So handsome."

A dozen **** female students covered their faces and screamed under the ring.

Well, the number of scumbag support wives has increased a little.

Time passes.

The contest continues.

Pfft!

Xue Yue, a student from the ninth class of the second grade, fell heavily from the ring, vomited blood and fell into a coma.

"I said, I met one student from Class 9 and abused one."

Wu Xiaofang stood on the ring with a sneer and said condescendingly: "If you want to blame, you have a classmate named Lin Beichen."

The students of Class 9, standing under the ring, dare not speak out.

This Wu Xiaofang is too vicious.

It made it clear that for the students of Class 9, each time they were defeated, they were seriously injured and verbally humiliated. There was Cheng Ku and Xue Yue later. This was beyond the meaning of the ring battle, and it was clearly deliberately insulting people.