Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 29: Fuck, ruthless

Furthermore, this kind of method that is clearly used to sow discord between the students of Class 9 and Lin Beichen is too inferior.

The students are not fools.

Few people are really stupid enough to question and blame Lin Beichen for this.

Also, the students in Class 9 also saw that Lin Beichen's two previous competitions were all about taking revenge on Cheng Ku and Xue Yue. coming students.

Not even a name.

What a pity.

"Lin Beichen, you have to avenge Lao Xue and Cheng Ku."

"We, Class 9, must unite."

"Lin Beichen, as long as you can abuse Wu Xiaofang, I am willing to apologize to you for the bad things I said to you before."

The students of Class 9 surrounded Lin Beichen and asked one after another.

Lin Beichen was silent for a moment.

"Boring."

He parted the crowd and switched positions.

The students in Class 9 were stunned.

Time passes.

Soon the second round will be over.

What is incredible is that Mu Xinyue, the 'common princess', once again met a loyal admirer, like Zheng Tuo. After a show in the arena, she gave up without a fight and jumped off. In the arena, Mu Xinyue once again won the victory effortlessly.

This is simply a record.

Even the invigilators were a little confused.

It can be seen that Mu Xinyue is very popular in the Third Academy.

Other geniuses, such as Wu Xi, Si Xinlin, Yue Hongxiang, Gao Min, etc., also defeated their opponents without any suspense and entered the top 25.

The actual combat assessment is getting better and better, and it is getting more and more intense.

The draw for the third round of the knockout combat competition will take place soon.

Twenty-five people were drawn, and one was destined to be bye.

In the midst of all the attention, this lucky one was born.

It is the 'civilian goddess' Mu Xinyue.

"Not only is she beautiful, strong, talented, but also lucky. It makes people jealous, and it's impossible to be jealous."

"It's like a child of destiny."

Some students had to sigh with emotion.

Mu Xinyue has a faint smile, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Lin Beichen drew No. 17.

It really has seven meanings in the dark.

His opponent is another young genius, Gao Min.

This is the first opponent he has encountered since he entered the actual competition.

"I'm looking forward to playing with you."

Gao Ming is a fair-haired young man with slightly curly hair. He has the unique pride of a grade genius, with a rebellious look in his eyes, holding a sword in his hand, and said: "I will let you understand that a real grade genius, in the end, what is it like

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"Oh."

Lin Beichen is light and authentic.

Then he draws his sword backhand.

Curachi.

Hey!

The sword light flashed.

Chong!

The sound of two swords clattering.

Then I looked at the long sword in Gao Min's hand, and flew out, drawing a high parabola, and finally fell down and inserted it on the ring.

The sword in Lin Beichen's hand has been pressed against Gao Min's throat.

"You... what kind of swordsmanship are you?"

Min Gao is incredibly authentic.

He didn't even realize how he was defeated.

Lin Beichen retracted his long sword and said, "Basic swordsmanship is close to three."

"It's impossible." Gao Min exclaimed with a pale face: "I have also practiced the basic swordsmanship taught by Ding Sanshi in close quarters. Don't we practice two swordsmanship?"

Lin Beichen thought about it and said, "It may be because you are too stupid to practice at home."

Gao Min lowered his proud head and said, "I lost."

He picked up the long sword, turned and jumped off the ring with a dejected expression.

"Lin Beichen wins."

The proctor announces the results aloud.

Under the ring, after a brief silence, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a spring tide.

"See?"

"I didn't see it."

"Too soon."

"Yes."

"Every shot is just a sword."

"Let's call Lin Yijian in the future."

"Lin Yijian? Good name."

"Is it really Ding Sanshi's waste sword skill [Basic Sword Skills Close-up Three Links] that he used when he shot?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the [Basic Swordsmanship Close-up Three Links] I've seen is not like this."

"It's just a sword to defeat Gao Min."

"However, this time, he didn't pierce Gao Min's shoulder."

"Nonsense, Lin Beichen is a scum, not a sadist, he only targets the students of the first class."

"The 'war' provoked by Wu Xiaofang first went a little too far, bringing personal grievances and grievances to the arena competition."

All kinds of discussions, almost all the students who watched the battle, participated in it.

Worship the strong is the eternal gene of all warriors in this world.

Unconsciously, public opinion has begun to tilt towards Lin Beichen.

"Ah, ah, so handsome, so handsome."

"I can."

More than 30 female students screamed like a nympho.

Well, scumbag too

The members of the Taituan have increased again.

Lin Beichen, who was walking down the ring, frowned slightly.

These skinny powders.

Next time, please be more enthusiastic and shout louder?

"Hehe, hehe, a real kendo genius, I'm afraid he has the body of a sword, little guy, this old man has decided on you."

Swordsmanship teacher Ding Sanshi smiled from a distance.

On the viewing platform.

"Haha, brother Qingxuan, this time, Lin Beichen has proved his strength, right?"

The grade director Chu Hen was almost laughing from ear to ear.

Li Qingxuan still said calmly: "Look again, look again..."

However, the surprise in the expression could no longer be concealed.

He thought to himself: What's going on, is the Third Academy really going to turn over this time? There is an evil spirit in this Lin Beichen.

Soon, this round of competition ends again.

The students of Class 9 carried the class leader Yin Yi from the underground of the ring.

This time, it wasn't Yin Yi who won Wu Xiaofang.

It was Wu Xiaofang who once again used his privilege of being the number one in the last competition, and chose Yin Yi, the squad leader of the ninth class, as his opponent. In the ring, he attacked and stabbed Yin with one sword. Yi's ear, and the long sword ran through Yin Yi's left arm, seriously injuring him...

"I said, class 9, see one abuse one."

Wu Xiaofang sneered and threatened again.

Lin Beichen still did not reply to such a challenge.

Thirteen entered the next round.

Continue drawing lots.

Unbelievably, this time, it was Mu Xinyue who was bye.

"It's a goddess of good luck."

"Unbelievable."

"As expected, even the Lord of Swords favors beautiful and kind girls."

Many invigilators are beginning to sigh.

Luck, in many cases, is also a symbol of strength.

The opponent that Lin Beichen drew was Gan Zhenqin, the monitor of the tenth class, a pretty and lovely girl with a round face and baby fat, innocent appearance, always with a pure smile. class flower.

Lin Beichen did not pity Xiangxiyu.

Three-sword shot.

Ding!

With a direct sword, she defeated this pretty girl.

"Fuck, ruthless."

Many fans of Qianzhenqin in the audience expressed such emotion.

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