Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 49: Cut the sky
It was Wu Xiaofang and a few students from other schools who walked over slowly.
Wu Xiaofang's face is yin and yang: "Lin Beichen, you know that you are a scumbag."
It's this force again?
Lin Beichen is really going to be angry.
Over and over again, not over and over again.
Wu Xiaofang wanted to say something else, but a red-haired, square-faced boy beside him, faintly the core of the group, waved his hand directly, motioning for Wu Xiaofang to step back, and then walked over, condescendingly, staring at Lin Beichen, after looking up and down, he said coolly: "Lin Beichen, right? Give you a chance to join my team and follow me."
Another superior dog?
"Who are you?"
Lin Beichen is inexplicable.
Such a blunt and coercive way is similar to Wu Xiaofang's appearance that day.
No wonder two people can mix together.
"My name is Tao Wancheng."
The male student is indifferent.
Ah?
Lin Beichen suddenly remembered.
Ranked second in the overall personal list, second only to the genius of the National Royal Junior College in the early morning.
I didn't expect Wu Xiaofang, a licking dog, to hug such a thick thigh so quickly.
He tilted his head and thought for a while, Lin Beichen said, "Follow you? But, I have a grudge with this guy named Wu, can you kick him out first?"
Tao Wancheng's eyes pressed down and he said, "Are you making conditions for me?"
Lin Beichen wiped his mouth and said, "You can understand that."
"Hehe, few people dare to make conditions to me." Tao Wancheng raised his chin and said indifferently: "However, you are the twelfth person in the personal rankings. With this qualification, I appreciate your courage, so you can Promise you, as long as you follow me, this Wu Xiaofang, I will let him go."
"Senior Brother Tao, don't, I..."
Wu Xiao's face changed greatly.
Tao Wancheng directly waved his hand, rudely motioning him to shut up.
"Hahahahaha."
Lin Beichen laughed unabashedly on the spot: "Wu licking the dog, did you see it? Are you happy? Are you angry? You need to be **** yourself when you strike the iron. In the eyes of this new master, tsk. Tsk tsk, not even a dog, I really sympathize with you."
Wu Xiaofang's face was ashen as a corpse that had been dead for 10,000 years.
Tao Wancheng said: "So, did you agree?"
"No." Lin Beichen said meanly: "I just made an assumption, I didn't say I would promise you."
"You..."
Tao Wancheng's expression suddenly became gloomy and he said, "How dare you play with me?"
Lin Beichen stood up, wiped his mouth with a towel, and confronted each other: "How about playing with you? Isn't it the second in the overall list? You're an egg... You dare to pretend in front of me, I Why can't I play with you."
"Lin Beichen, you are so arrogant, how dare you use this attitude to talk to Brother Tao?"
Wu Xiaofang was very angry and accused on the surface, but in fact he was smiling.
Lin Beichen sighed: "It's not a good person, why do you have to be a dog?"
This kind of thing has always been regarded as a treasure in the palm of my hand. If the Third Academy can win a good place in the preliminaries, it is really a hell.
"You're crazy."
Tao Wancheng turned gloomy and said, "However, crazy, you have to pay the price."
Speaking, he pointed to Lin Beichen's eyebrows.
The fingers are faintly mysterious.
Stubborn fingers stir the air, creating an invisible vortex of airflow.
Apparently, it is an introductory **** technique.
This time, Lin Beichen is prepared.
Hey!
The long sword is unsheathed, and a sword thrusts out.
A lightning-fast sword.
Tao Wancheng showed a sneer on his face, and instantly turned his fingers into bullets.
His **** is very subtle.
Twisted wrist.
Fingers pop.
Ding!
With a soft sound, the index finger flicked to the side of the sword tip.
Om!
The blade of the Sword of Virtue trembled at a high frequency in an instant.
Sword pose is disintegrated.
A strange tremor force instantly traveled along the blade to Lin Beichen's wrist.
At the same time, between the two of them, a tornado rose from the ground due to the turbulent power of profound energy.
“Not letting go?”
Tao Wancheng sneered.
Lin Beichen only felt his wrist go numb.
The shock of the long sword contains a very strange power, as if it were about to break his own wrist.
However, at the same time, without waiting for any reaction in Lin Beichen's mind, there was a reaction in his arm, and suddenly a long and mellow strange force was born, which easily offset this strange shock Power.
Lin Beichen was taken aback
.
He instantly understood that this was because the cultivation of [No Phase Sword Bone] had an effect.
However, without waiting for Lin Beichen to make other movements, he suddenly pressed a palm on his shoulder, and a soft and turbulent profound energy entered his arm and protected him by his side.
It was the leader of the Third Academy who taught Ding Sanshi.
"Little baby, it's just a competition between classmates, why do you have to be so cruel?"
Ding Sanshi stared at Tao Wancheng coldly.
His eyes are sharp, and he saw in an instant that the top genius of the National Royal Junior College had hidden evil intentions just now. But it was Lin Beichen's wrist and arm, which was obviously going to be abolished - at least during the ten-day preliminaries, Lin Beichen's wrist was abolished, so that his swordsmanship could not be used.
A little baby with such a deep scheming.
"Hehe, what the teacher said, I just had a little discussion with classmate Lin."
Tao Wancheng is neither humble nor arrogant.
"Does it take such a heavy hand to learn?"
Ding Sanshi said coldly.
Tao Wancheng smiled lightly and said with a gun in his words: "I just shot casually, but I didn't expect that the chief student of the Third Academy would be so vulnerable."
Speaking of this, he looked at Lin Beichen again with a sneering expression on his face, and said, "Student Lin, you, the second-year middle-year champion of the Third College, won the honor of being the champion of the mid-year competition by hiding behind the teacher. Is that right? Babies who haven’t been weaned will always hide in their mother’s arms, huh, huh, I heard that you got a perfect score in the literary test, and you are excellent in swordsmanship in the martial arts test, but I saw you today, huh... It’s better to be famous than to meet.”
Ding Sanshi's heart is broken.
Lin Beichen, a prodigal son, can't stand so much excitement.
Don't be fooled.
He was about to appease Lin Beichen.
Just then—
"Hehe, Tao Wancheng, are you bullying people again? You've really lost the face of our National Royal Junior College."
Another relatively pleasant voice came.
It was an extravagant young man with a slender figure, a fair and elegant face, and shiny black hair with a slight natural curl. Surrounded by another group of young people, he slowly walked over.
The elegant young man glanced at Wu Xiaofang lightly, and said to Tao Wancheng with a smile: "Junior Brother Tao, I have reminded you many times that you will collect less garbage around you in the future. You are also the head and face of our Royal Junior College. How to pick people's eyes, it's still so bad."
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Thank you Tian Yushi for being a little fairy for her great support.