Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Volume One, The Origin of the Sword Chapter 37 Zhanmu Xinyue (1)

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cloudy day.

The lead cloud is drooping.

The sky was covered with small raindrops.

But this did not stop the enthusiasm of the students from watching the decisive battle in the middle of the year.

As soon as the school opened, the whole campus was boiling.

By the middle of the year, the first grade, the second grade, and the third grade have entered the final stage of the final battle.

In the second grade Yanwuchang, the No. 1 ring was surrounded by water early.

moment.

The invigilator teaching comes.

The figures of grade director Chu Jian and special observer Li Qingxuan also appeared on the viewing platform.

Mu Xinyue is extremely popular.

As soon as he appeared, there was a cheer.

Most of the cheers and cheers are male students.

And Lin Beichen's momentum was actually not too much.

As soon as he appeared, he was surrounded by the students of Class Nine, among them there were thirty or forty female students who did not know which class, as if they were the stars, they surrounded Lin Beichen in the middle and shouted, "A victory." Slogans such as',' so handsome' came towards the number one ring.

The invigilator exam is checking the ring to prepare for the war.

"Xinyue Xuemei, what's the chance of winning today's battle?"

Guan Feidu, a third-grader in white, walked over with a smile.

All of a sudden, it caused a sensation.

Although Guan Feidu was not the chief of the third grade, he also reached the top four of the third grade in yesterday's battle. Not only is he handsome, powerful, and knowledgeable, he is gentle and considerate to many female students. Male god.

Its popularity far exceeds Wu Xiaofang.

Besides, besides Guan Feidu, several third-year geniuses such as Ni Yuquan and Zuo Qiu Wushuang also came to greet Mu Xinyue and cheer.

These geniuses in the third grade have formed a kind of majestic pressure, rolling towards the place where Lin Beichen is located.

"Oh, this is Brother Lin Beichen?"

Guan Feidu smiled slightly and looked at Lin Beichen.

"I have also seen your competitions in recent days. Your [Basic Sword Skills Three Close-ups], the skill of practice, the entire third academy, no one can match... However, these three swords are not omnipotent, very early Before, the third grade had already circulated the method of cracking the three swords, and it was very unlucky. Three days ago, I gave Mu Xuemei a copy. Presumably, Master Mu has already practiced skillfully, hehe, so Brother Lin, you have to be careful Oh."

Guan Feidu reminded him kindly.

Many people who supported Lin Beichen's face suddenly changed after hearing it.

The three-sword cracking method?

This……

In this way, didn't Lin Beichen lose his chance?

Lin Beichen didn't even take a straight look at Guan Feidu.

What about the seniors in the third grade?

Still licking the dog.

Humble.

Do you think this will affect Lao Tzu's mentality?

naive.

"Lin Beichen, you will lose today, I am under the ring, waiting for you to be my slave."

A very resentful voice came.

But I saw Wu Xiaofang, a genius who was in class for two years, with bandages on his head and bandages on his arms. He was limped like a mummy. He lived on crutches. With the help of others, he separated the crowd and went to Nearly.

His two eyes were like two knives, scraping around Lin Beichen's body, hoping to cut off a few pieces of meat.

Carrying a seriously injured body, came to watch the battle.

Just because I couldn't swallow the breath yesterday, I must see with my own eyes the picture of Lin Beichen being defeated.

"The contest begins."

The invigilator teaching practice announced loudly.

The two protagonists have successively boarded the ring.

Mu Xinyue was obviously dressed specially.

Although it is still face to face, the girl's vitality and tenderness can kill all makeup.

The specially modified sword robes show the graceful curvature of her delicate and delicate body like flowers and bones.

There was a slight smile on his face, which seemed to be like a warm sun on a rainy day.

Lin Beichen was also wearing a blue sword robes, with a slender and straight figure, a beautiful face, and a slight rain wet his long black hair. There were a few strands of light on his cheeks, black eyes, and a white jade-like face. The style is still the appearance, but it is not inferior to Mu Xinyue.

These two people, standing opposite each other, stood on the ring as if they were a pair of immortals.

Even many students, at this moment, a strange thought rose in their hearts-

Good match.

What is the urge to knock the CP?

"Today, I will have to personally oversee the war."

The director of the grade, Chu Zhen, looked like a big eagle, and landed on the ring after passing a distance of ten meters.

The pair of men and women who were fighting were all baby bumps in the second grade of the Third Academy. In order to avoid accidental injuries or the like during the battle, Chu Jian decided to personally supervise the exam. In case of any accident, he can stop it on the spot.

"let's start."

Chu Jian said.

Mu Xinyue slowly pulled out her long sword from the waist and said, "Classmate Lin, please."

Lin Beichen

He smiled lightly and hooked his hand.

This is a frivolous action.

Suddenly there was an uproar around the ring.

"It turned out to be a prodigal man who didn't learn anything."

Guan Feidu frowned.

Ni Yuquan on the side said: "Brother Guan, don't worry, the sister-in-law will teach this dude a little later. There is your cracked booklet, and the sister-in-law can't lose."

The brothers around me knew that Guan Feidu’s thoughts during this time were on Mu Xinyue, so he had privately called “sister-in-law”

Last night, I personally instructed Mu Xinyue to practice cracking techniques, and it was midnight.

Guan Feidu nodded and smiled: "Also, keep reading."

Several of their third-grade students always feel that they stand out from the crowd and feel very superior.

On the ring.

"Classmate Lin, be careful."

Mu Xinyue starts with [Basic Sword Skill].

The so-called "basic sword technique" refers to the sword technique that does not require a special rhythm of rhythm and rhythm coordination. Even if you don't master the strength of xuanqi, you can use it, focusing on moves.

In Lin Beichen's eyes, Han Mang flashed.

call out!

Jianguang broke through.

It is directly [Basic Sword Skills Close Three].

Jianguang is extremely fast.

There was a sneer in Mu Xinyue's eyes, and the sword style in his hand changed slowly, seemingly slow, and he slowly swayed out, his sword blade cold and stern, thrusting into all the very strange positions in the void.

Ding Ding Ding!

Three soft sounds of metal symphony.

Mars sputtering.

The two are in one touch.

There was cheering around the ring.

"blocked."

"Lin Beichen's invincible three-sword style is really blocked by Sister Mu."

"Someone can finally block Brother Lin's sword"

"It's worthy of the finals, it's pretty evenly matched."

"However, will Brother Lin have other swordsmanship?"

There was a lot of noise around.

The two great geniuses, as soon as they met, suspense and anticipation came at once.

Mu Xinyue smiled slightly and said, "If I didn't guess wrong, Lin has only mastered one set of swordsmanship so far. This is the three swords, hehe."

Lin Beichen said: "Unfortunately you guessed wrong."

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Thank you Dao, Yuan, Nianwuwei, Ouyang Ziyun, and the one who sent a knife for your great support.