Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 395: Answer my two questions

A few young Tianjiao opened their mouths, but they were just a few words of ridicule.

As a home player, Lin Beichen did not attend the meeting, and his air was already set high.

A few words of ridicule today are considered to be a small beating to Lin Beichen, and he was floated too high.

If you are a smart person, you can use words like 'something' or 'too busy' at this time, and you can get over it.

But Lin Beichen's answer...

That's too bad.

All of a sudden, the chief Tianjiao, who had not participated in the crusade, also had a black face.

Arrogant.

Domineering.

It really lives up to its reputation.

"Hopefully in the ring for a while, you can still be this crazy."

The red-haired boy sneered.

"You'll soon understand what retribution is."

Another girl with long light yellow hair said.

The gazes of Tianjiao looking at Lin Beichen were cold.

Lin Beichen shrugged.

I'm here to compete, not to make friends.

If it weren't for the 100,000 gold coins, he wouldn't even bother to participate in this competition.

"Who is Jiang Ziliu?"

Lin Beichen said loudly.

Still arrogant.

"It's me."

A young man in a red robe walked slowly with a smile on his face.

He is about the same height as Lin Beichen, less than 1.8 meters. He is slender, with ape-shoulders and a bee-waisted waist, long legs, and an excellent body proportion. With clear edges and corners, his eyes are like the sky, containing the galaxy, his sword eyebrows fly obliquely into his temples, his cheeks are plump, his nose is straight and his mouth is straight, he belongs to that kind of beautiful man in the traditional sense.

Especially when you smile, there is a warm feeling like sunshine, which makes people feel close to them.

What the hell?

So handsome?

It was just a fraction of a second before it caught up with me.

Lin Beichen couldn't help being stunned.

This is seriously inconsistent with the image of the fourth sword slave in the imagination.

It is also seriously inconsistent with the contents of the nine segments of video data given by the chief priest Qin.

He's more handsome than me, either because of my mother or as a cover.

Lin Beichen cursed secretly in his heart.

He said curiously, "Is your face real? Isn't it a disguise?"

Jiang Ziliu smiled lightly and said, "Thousands of faces are in the past, this face is my original face...Lin, I have long admired my name, and seeing it today is indeed a well-deserved reputation."

"Why are you so polite?"

Lin Beichen said speechlessly: "You are so kind, and I can't say what I was prepared to scold you."

Everyone was speechless.

Otherwise, as Lin Beichen's divine favor, why would he ask himself these two questions in front of so many people?

"Oops."

Lin Beichen, who was about to walk down the stage, suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he had remembered something extremely important.

Jiang Ziliu's heart shook.

I thought Lin Beichen was going to explain something to himself.

In the end, Lin Dashao turned around and directly passed him, passed other Tianjiao, and went straight to the middle of the ceremony table. With a show of palms, they all showed a small flag, smiled and said loudly: "Master Fan Sword Shop, ten On the 1st of the month, in the province's carnival season, all swords will be 20% off, and all major stores in the province will be priced at the same price.

On the flag is the signboard of Master Fan's sword shop.

? ? ?

Jiang Ziliu was stunned.

It turned out to be to come back to advertise.

Really... the usual style.

He smiled, turned and walked under the dais.

An interesting person.

Unfortunately, I want to kill him with my own hands.

As for the other chief geniuses, the expressions in their eyes became more and more contemptuous.

Greed for money, lustful, idle, playful...

The chief from a small place like Yunmeng City is indeed a shame.

It is their disgrace to be in the company of this person.

Many officials and academies who have come from afar to teach, the more speechless their faces are.

Only the citizens of Yunmeng City, after being silent for a while, couldn't help but burst into laughter. They suddenly felt that this scene was really very familiar, cordial and down-to-earth. Lin Beichen was still the same Lin Beichen, not because he became the chief Tianjiao and change.

Cui Hao sat on the VIP viewing platform, smiling.

Ying Wuji and officials from the Provincial Department of Education, as well as leading teachers from various colleges and others, were all expressionless.

Next is the draw.

Sixty-eight people, draw their respective number cards, and then use the mysterious pattern method to calculate, random battle, single-win elimination system, until the final winner is determined, which is the first place in this exchange competition.

The exchange competition is originally a temporary competition. Although the specifications are high, it will not last for too long.

Lin Beichen drew No. 21.

Together with other Tianjiao, come to the waiting area.

The chief Tianjiao of the two running dragons has already fought in the ring.

As expected of the chief arrogance of the major cities, when he made a move, his strength was tyrannical, and he turned out to be a fourth-level martial artist, one of the water element and the other of the fire element.

About a tea time, the fire-type Tianjiao wins and enters the next round.

After such a stick of incense, Lin Beichen's order arrived.

His opponent, unfortunately, was the fiery red long-haired boy who had mocked several times before.

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