There was a noisy noise in the audience, and my heart stood below, looking a little lonely.

Xinxian didn't care about this, and she wouldn't care about the people she didn't care about.

At this time, she was thinking about whether to kick Chu Zihong on the stage and finish work and take the money home, or to press him on the competition stage and beat him up?

While thinking about it, she looked up at Chu Zihong and counted how much hatred she and Chu Zihong had.

After counting this, it seems that there are not many. It’s just that the prince is so cowardly and it’s very pitiful. I’d better give some face and finish the work.

On the other side, Chu Zihong received Xinxian's handed eyes and his brows frowned.

Why did he think that fool seemed to be sympathizing with him?

What a joke! Just a fool, why should I sympathize with him?

Chu Zihong was very angry, even more angry than he was ridiculed last time.

He walked onto the competition stage in two steps and waved the long sword in his hand: "Fool! Come up quickly and fight!"

Xinxian really walked onto the competition stage obediently and stood opposite Chu Zihong.

Seeing that the two of them were officially standing on the competition stage, the sensational voices in the audience suddenly became much quieter.

Many people secretly prepared to count the time to see how long this fool would be beaten.

Some people even prepared a incense stick and were ready to light the timing.

On the martial arts competition stage, Chu Zihong was majestic and waved his long sword, which showed a bit of a master's style.

"Fool! Draw the sword! This is your last chance to use it!"

Xinxian glanced at him and her first reaction was that the shape was well concave, but the one who pretended to behave was quite well-proportioned.

Xin Qian's second reaction was: "You are in the third level of Xuan level."

She remembered that when she came back from Qiyun Mountain before, he was only at the second level of the Xuan level.

In just a few days after returning, his cultivation level was piled up to the third level of the Xuan level.

It seems that being rich can really be willful!

Chu Zihong was stunned at first, why could she see it at a glance?

But Chu Zihong would not be too obsessed with such small details at all.

He would just smile proudly, then raise his head and chest to amplify his voice.

"That's right! I'm already the third level of the Xuan level!"

Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone was surprised and envious.

You should know that the second and third levels of the Xuan level are completely different!

Because the minimum standard for enrollment of Dongchen First College is within 20 years old and the third level of Xuan level.

As long as the conditions are met, you can enter regardless of your status. This is the best way for everyone to get rid of their origins.

If you can practice, you will have the opportunity to go to the college to further your studies. The future will be unlimited.

If you can't practice, you may never have the chance to practice in this life.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is at the third level of the Xuan level! The royal people are indeed not too bad!"

"This little fool probably can't escape. The difference is too big. Before the hard power gap, those props are rubbish!"

"Damn it! I only put a bet for a quarter of an hour! I'm going to lose money!"

Amid the increasing praise and envy, Chu Zihong's face was even more proud.

"Are you scared? Don't think that you are a woman and a fool, I will be lenient! I never use public service for personal gain. Since it is a competition, I will definitely attack with all my strength. This is the minimum respect for you!"

At this time, in the audience, I noticed that the three people who had revealed Chu Zihong's cultivation level in Xinxian, Hou Dongyue, Ling Tianxuan and 6 Minglan, had their faces changed.
Chapter completed!