Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

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The sound of the air exploded with the sword breaking through the air

Leng Ye still reacted to the next level, and only felt that his left shoulder was cold. When he looked down, the sword in Lin Beichen's hand had pierced his left shoulder.

A daze filled Leng Ye's heart.

what happened?

what happened?

Why did Lin Beichen's sword pierce his shoulder in an instant?

In the next moment, this daze was replaced by severe pain.

"Ho ho... ah..."

Leng Ye finally screamed after killing the pig.

Boom!

Lin Beichen pulled out his long sword.

A blood arrow biu came out.

Then, backhanded a sword spine, pumped on Leng Ye's right cheek, and pulled it directly to the ground, howling.

"Dare you provoking Master Ben just like you?"

Lin Beichen squatted down, wiped the blood from the sword body on Leng Ye's clothes, and then flew a foot, kicking Leng Ye directly from the ring.

Boom!

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

The invigilator was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked to the side of the stage director Chu Hen on the viewing platform. When he saw the latter, he nodded slightly, and then said aloud: "Lin Beichen wins!"

Under the ring, it is already a mess.

There was a class of students who turned their eyes around and thought of something, they shouted directly with their arms and shouted, "Lin Beichen, you are too venomous, but it is only a contest, even stabbing Brother Leng said that you It's almost inhumane."

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

"It's not human to treat my classmates so hard."

"I strongly urge the teaching to come forward and cancel Lin Beichen's achievements..."

For a time, it seemed to be a group of excited people.

Lin Beichen's sword in his hand pointed to the students in that class and said, "Are you not convinced? Get up and fight Master Ben, stupid."

"I……"

The student felt guilty for no reason.

Although it was pointed away by the long sword, it seemed to be held against the throat by the tip of the sword. It was cold and trembling, all the notes were stuck in the throat, and no word could be spit out.

Everyone else wilted.

Where Lin Beichen's long sword pointed, the noisy crowd seemed to have just burned the flames, and was suddenly cooled by a pool of cold water.

Kurachi!

He took the sword back and walked down the ring step by step.

The black hair was flying, reflecting the sun's brilliance.

"Ah, it's so handsome."

Three or five nympho female students screamed while covering their faces.

Din Sanshi, a swordsmanship teacher in Class Nine, flashed a hot light in his eyes.

"Genius, a real genius in kendo."

"Even if he started practicing [Basic Sword Skills Close Three] from his mother's womb, being able to practice to such a degree is enough to show his talent in swordsmanship. Kid."

The old lesson made a decision without hesitation.

Farther away.

Watch on the stage.

On Chu Jian's face, it was difficult to hide his smile, saying: "Haha, Brother Qing Xuan, now you also see Lin Beichen's actual performance, what is your comment?"

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

Chu Jian smiled and closed his mouth, saying: "Continue, haha, keep watching."

He is now completely treating Lin Beichen as a baby pimple.

Although it was announced that Lin Beichen's metaphysical grade test score was temporarily invalid that day, it was only a foreign nationality.

The truth, he and several participants are very clear.

The so-called [Xuanxuan Shi] failure is only a guise, because Li Qingxuan, an observer, forced the conclusion that the six-grade [Xuanxuan] had arrived and everything would fall out.

Wow ha ha ha ha.

My third college is about to have a big baby.

When I think of it, when I meet the grade directors of other colleges in the future, I can hold on and say, "Come, let you see my big baby", and then the other party is immediately convinced, haha, that feeling It's simply beautiful.

...

Taibi continues.

Half an hour later, the first round of competitions all ended.

Fifty people eliminated.

Fifty people advanced.

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

In order to further ensure fairness, the fifty trainees who were promoted were redrawn again.

Lin Beichen had drawn No. 47.

"It really has something to do with 7."

Could it be that there are 7 intentions in it?

Lin Beichen looked at the nameplate in his hand.

This time, it didn't take long for him to reach his battle round.

When he stepped onto the ring, he saw his opponent clearly.

"Oh, really, where does life meet each other, are you not surprised, surprised or surprised?"

Lin Beichen laughed.

Because the opposite embarrassed student was the guy who had been fighting for Leng Ye not long ago and incited others to attack him.

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

The student was trembling and authentic.

Lin Beichen almost smiled.

This dialogue, if it is replaced by a woman, is there nourishment?

"If I remember correctly, are you a class?"

Lin Beichen said.

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

The voice did not fall.

Jianguang flashed.

Poof.

Poof.

The sound of long swords piercing and pulling out almost simultaneously.

boom!

The abdomen was kicked.

The student was kicked from the ring and fell to the ground.

The whole process takes less than a breath.

At this time, he screamed like a pig, before it rang.

Like Leng Ye, his right arm was struck by a long sword, which was seriously injured.

But this is within the scope allowed by the actual combat ratio rules.

Because some good quality herbal elixirs can treat such penetrating injuries in a short time.

As long as it doesn't hurt your life, it's not the kind of disability caused by broken limbs and arms.

The purpose of the actual combat ring is to make the students feel the moment of the confrontation between life and death, remembering the feeling of this real battle, too much restraint, but losing the meaning of actual combat.

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

The eyes of the prodigal must be reported, which makes many people chill.

After the invigilator teaching practice announced the battle result loudly, Lin Beichen carried the sword step by step, step by step, without any trouble, and walked slowly from the ring.

"So handsome."

A dozen female nympho students screamed while covering their faces under the ring.

Well, the number of scumbag support wife groups has changed a bit.

time flies.

The contest continues.

Boom!

Xue Yue, a student in Class 9 of the second grade, fell heavily from the ring and vomited blood in a coma.

"I said, for the students of Class 9, I saw one and abused one."

Wu Xiaofang stood on the ring and sneered, condescendingly said: "If you want to blame, just blame you for a classmate named Lin Beichen."

The students in Class 9 stood under the ring, daring not to speak out.

This Wu Xiaofang is really too vicious.

It is clearly stated that for the students of Class 9, each time they not only defeated, but also suffered serious injuries and language humiliation, there was Cheng bitter in the front, and Xue Yue in the end, which was beyond the meaning of the battle in the battle, and it was clearly intentionally insulting people.