The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

The teaching whip of the school was broken, and many people saw the implicit meaning.

Wang Zhen on the stage couldn't avoid it. He had already suffered five sticks and felt the same pain in his bones.Luo Mingchuan shot too fast and didn't give him time to speak at all. If he continued this way, he would be seriously injured... He gritted his teeth so hard that he couldn't take care of his face and his majesty.

Suddenly, his face was white and his sweat was cold.

He found himself... even speechless!

The mind was in a state of confusion, and another stick was on the back.

The audience can only see Luo Mingchuan's shots getting faster and faster, and the heavy shadows are woven into a large net, completely covering the opponent in between.

Wang Zhen was terrified in his heart, but his eyes widened and he couldn't say a word.There is no sword in his hand, and Zhenyuan has been consumed in the resistance of the cudgel, and he can only hide in embarrassment.

Luo Mingchuan didn't use Zhenyuan anymore, and he couldn't avoid it by relying only on his body.

Yin Biyue felt strange.

It makes no sense that Wang Zhen did not admit defeat.

Soon he thought that the coach whip to prevent the punishment of the students to yell and affect the order, there is a note used to block the air flow over the throat.It is similar to a'mute order'.

Only this trick was abolished as early as three hundred years, and no one used it.If it weren't for him that he had read thousands of classics in Yeshulou, which had the origin of academy, he would never know that the coach had this trick.

And Luo Mingchuan's coaching whip is more powerful and stricter than the current school used to restrain students, and it has more true meaning.

No one saw the clue.

In addition to lamenting Luo Mingchuan’s extensive knowledge, he deserved to have studied in an academic institution.

"I didn't expect this man to be so spineless, he wouldn't admit defeat even if he was so injured!"

As soon as the words fell, he was with him, and the older disciples scolded,

"What kind of stupidity, stupid! If you break the spirit of the spirit, what will you do in the future?! You must not learn him!"

Others nodded and said yes.

Luo Mingchuan, as Master Cangyashan, many disciples knew him and had a good impression of him.

"That person would have failed to admit defeat earlier! He did not admit defeat, Brother Luo had to fight all the time, how tired!"

"Brother Luo is really generous, knowing that the other party is unable to fight anymore, and now he doesn't even need Zhenyuan."

Occasionally, a sentence or two reached the ears of Bao Puzong, and they felt incredible beyond their anger.

The ring has a protective array to prevent the true element from overflowing to the audience, and it also has an isolation array to avoid the intervention of the powerful under the stage and affect the competition on the stage.Only the Qinglu Sword faction in the East can control the formation in the event of an accident to avoid serious casualties.

In this situation, Luo Mingchuan no longer uses Zhenyuan, and Wang Zhen is only wounded with skin and flesh, and obviously will not hurt his life.

Wang Zhen did not admit defeat, and the elders who presided over the formation naturally did not mean to stop.Anyway, the first round of the competition has a time limit, and it is good to announce the victory or defeat at the time.

He Lai felt that something was wrong. It was clear that Wang Zhen had already talked to him before taking office.He looked carefully at Wang Zhen's expression, and suddenly thought of a possibility, maybe...he couldn't admit defeat at all!

He Lai's face suddenly changed.

In fact, Yin Biyue also felt strange. According to common sense, this approach is not upright, and it seems that there is still a way to violate the gentleman.

Then he suddenly heard a nagging laugh.

Yin Biyue looked puzzled, and the words came together and whispered, "Brother Sis, you are ruined by the fire and ruined by the damage, the earliest was spread by this Wang Zhen..."

After this way, Duan Chongxuan had no hostility towards Luo Mingchuan,

"He couldn't control his mouth before, Brother Luo made him unable to speak at this time."

Yin Biyue suddenly remembered that on the Panlong Ridge, Luo Mingchuan once said that my practitioners always have the time to pull their swords.

Luo Mingchuan is not an absolute Madonna.

He has principles and means, will not bully others by force, and will not let others bully. It is precisely "gentlemen do something, do something."

Yin Biyue felt that his previous understanding of Luo Mingchuan was too biased.

At this time, Wang Zhen on the ring seemed to exhaust all his strength and shouted, "I admit defeat!"

At almost the same time, the bell rang, and the deacon disciple of Qinglu Sword sent a loud voice, "When the time is over... This field ends, Cangyashan Luomingchuan wins."

Luo Mingchuan Shi Shiran closed his hand and jumped off the ring.

Immediately, a disciple of Park Zong went up to lift Wang Zhen with a swollen nose and blue face.

The match started in an unexpected way and ended in the same way.

The disciples of Cangya Mountain did not cheer anymore, perhaps because the other party looked so miserable, or maybe it was influenced by Luo Mingchuan's temperament, and all took out the politeness and humiliation of the main school.

But each of them looked proud and proud with a reserved and proud smile.

On the contrary, the fact that such a win should be done is more embarrassing and annoying than the loud cheering.

He Lai has calmed down because he thought he would meet Yin Biyue in the ring tomorrow.

This is very good. From entering Yecheng to the last two days of the fight, whether it is Duan Chongxuan or Luo Mingchuan, he let him overwhelmed with anger, as if a fire was burning in his heart, if he did not vent, he would burn Die yourself.

There was a sudden tumult in the Qinglu Sword School, because Zhong Shan was about to play.

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

Fighting against Zhongshan is a disciple who was born in the southern land and has an infamous reputation.In addition to being annoyed by his bad luck, he also seems to have accepted the destiny arrangement, and frustration is better than tension.

People are more concerned about Zhong Shan's performance than his reaction.

At this time, the scene calmed down, and few people whispered. It seemed that if they were distracted, they would miss Zhongshan's shot.

In Southland, not many people have ever seen Zhongshan, let alone the other four continents.

However, this prestigious young man has no eye-catching facial features.

Perhaps it was because the sword in his waist was too dazzling and overwhelmed his own brilliance.

Yin Biyue looked around, only to notice the other side's straight eyebrows, bloody pale and very thin lips.

But in the early morning, he would not forget the sharp, direct gaze.

This is a very dangerous person.

The two had just stood on the ring. The disciple's gaze on Zhongshan suddenly screamed, "I recognize..."

"boom!……"

A loud noise!

A figure flew high and directly hit the edge of the ring, raising a burst of smoke and blood mist!

The smoke was ignited when he fell, and the blood mist was sprayed by the scabbard on the abdominal cavity, but it appeared almost at the same time.

The wind and rain sword did not come out of the sheath, already hurt people.

Too fast.

After the people came back, Zhong Shan had stepped down and walked away.He did not go in the direction of the Qinglu sword faction, but returned to the city.

But no one called him out loud.

There was silence on and off stage.

Yin Biyue looked dignified.

Because he saw that it was not the true element on the scabbard that hit the opponent first, but the overflowing sword spirit.

That sword seemed to be extremely random, and it only hurt people with its higher realm and violent real element.But what made him more vigilant was the kendo cultivation behavior exposed by Zhong Shan.

Thunder strikes freely.

The other three rivals in the ring have not finished the ceremony, and Zhongshan is over.

So the deacon disciples of the Qinglu Sword faction began to arrange for the next game to be played in this competition.

"Cangyashan Ruan Xiaolian holds Pu Zongzhou Yue..."

Ruan Xiaolian smiled at He Yanyun and signaled her not to worry.Then he lifted the skirt and went to the stage.

When she stood on the stage, it happened that many people recovered from Zhongshan's shock.

Ruan Xiaolian's white dress has silver frost-colored shoes, and she doesn't have a weapon around her. It looks like a white lotus with a breeze.

Compared with the bright and bold style of the monks and nuns, the pitiful temperament obviously brightened the eyes of many male disciples.

Even the Qinglu Sword School, who spoke the least, was whispered in a whisper.

The man standing opposite her laughed.

Zhou Yue was a bit worried about the original lottery to Cangya Mountain, especially when I heard that the other party was similar to him.

But today I saw such a weak female stream, obviously I was too lucky.

After the two saw the ceremony, Zhou Yue opened his mouth and wanted to make fun of each other, "This sister..."

I saw the other party punch!Carrying Majestic True Yuan directly to the front door!

In a blink of an eye, the fist is near!

Zhou Yue's frightened retreat with his sword frightened back!

Many people think that the two sides of the contest are similar and should stand still for a long time.

Then they watched, and the weak Bai Lian punched with bare hands, punching the eight-foot man with pain, and punching him to the flesh.And Zhou Yue's sword power could not be displayed under her fist shadow!

He Yanyun proudly said, "Xiao Lian practiced the inverted mountain fist, how could he be fooled by his flamboyant sword!"

Duan Chongxuan coughed and explained, "This kind of exercise is similar to the second sister's wind thunder..."

Yin Biyue also saw that Ruan Xiaolian might not have any advantage over others, but this Zhou Yue's sword skill is skillful, and the practicing moves are indeed exquisite, but unfortunately not proficient.

It happened that Ruan Xiaolian's "one force fell ten sessions", only the beaten.

Some disciples of the Qinglu Sword School have turned their heads away. I can’t bear to look at it, not because I think Zhou Yue is too miserable, but I don’t know how to face Ruan Xiaolian, who is rolling his sleeves.

Yin Biyue sympathizes with them, and the goddess disillusioned this blow, just like getting out of the way.

The sun and the shadows were slanting westward, and the sound of twilight came from the drum tower in the city.

Another day will be the end of the contest.

Some of these younger generations of practitioners laughed with the people around them, saying the gains from watching the battle today, while others were worried about tomorrow's playing.

They headed in different directions.All are ashamed, full of anxiety and anticipation for the future.

Afterglow stretched their shadows obliquely long, but without any twilight, they showed vitality.

Various schools have mixed feelings.As of today, Cangyashan's promotion rate is fairly good.Firmly ranked first in the'one mountain and three schools'.

As for the two games between Luo Mingchuan and Zhong Shan, ordinary Yecheng people can't understand it, even regretting not being exciting enough.But for practitioners, it is of great significance.

Zhong Shan is not prestigious, and the wind and rain sword is still in its sheath.

But another thing is obviously more talkative.

The news at the zigzag meeting has always been so fast, so from Yecheng to Quannan Lu, he knew that Bao Puzong disciple was taught by Luo Mingchuan, the first apprentice of Cangya.

Hearing such remarks, the disciples of Baopu Zong would say that Cangya Mountain has always been unreasonable and domineering, but what if I send no one?Tomorrow, Brother He will fight against the disciples!Let them see what is the demeanor of the martial arts.

Twenty-eight people came from Bao Puzong, and five of them were eliminated in the first round.Compared with other small schools, this promotion rate is already very high.

However, Bao Puzong has always regarded himself as indistinguishable from Cangya Mountain, and this time it seems to be inferior. More importantly, what happened in the past two days made them very angry.

So tomorrow's contest against Yin Biyue becomes particularly important.

More than where it came from, everyone in Baopu Zong felt that there was a anger in his mouth to vent.

The closer to Bidou, the calmer He Ho's complexion is. On the contrary, his heart is more and more excited.

Tomorrow he will be famous for his victory over the disciples of the sword, how can he not expect?

In the small courtyard by the autumn lake, Yin Biyue under Guangyulan also became calm.

Tomorrow will be his first battle going down the mountain to join the WTO. Perhaps many people will come to see it, but he does not think it has any special significance.

He has watched many battles and the battle is on the rise. He needs an enemy to verify his recent sentiments.

That's all.