() Bingyu raised her hand to stop the noisy students, and said with a serious face: "The top four who entered this time are all very strong. The champion is Guo Xiang, who is basically a low-level spirit person, and the runner-up is a junior spirit person.
Lu Fei, both of them are sword spirit spirits, and there is another one who is similar to Su Qingchen, a dark horse of this class, an eighth-level spiritual warrior, and a spirit war hammer."
Bingyu's words caused everyone to fall into silence. No wonder the top three in every class are from the noble class. They are so powerful. Guo Xiang is actually a low-level spiritual person. This strength is too strong. No wonder the beauty Yin Ting in our class loses.
Everyone was discussing the competition rewards and Guo Xiang and Lu Fei, but the person involved, Su Qingchen, lowered his head to eat the food. He was already very hungry, so he began to chew slowly to save face, and wanted to leave a good impression on Yin Ting.
After she said those words, Yin Ting fell into deep thought. Her face turned red and cold for a moment, and she couldn't figure out what she was thinking. In the end, Su Qingchen didn't care and began to crazily destroy the delicious dishes on the table.
Bingyu's few words just now caused the teenagers at the table to start discussing. No one had touched the food on the table, which was just convenient for him. Except for the low-level Qinghuan soul skill that made Su Qingchen pause for a while while chewing the duck neck, in fact
He was eating and devouring all the time, like a child who hadn't eaten in a hundred years and was extremely hungry.
Su Qingchen's reaction surprised Bingyu a little. Could it be that these rewards were not attractive to him, or that he had given up on the competition. Suddenly he found that he could not figure out the young man in front of him more and more, and he was more and more shocked to himself.
Now that I'm older, I don't know how many more surprises it can bring to myself.
Looking at Su Qingchen who was devouring his food, a smile appeared on his iceberg-like face. Even Bingyu himself didn't expect that one day he would be able to laugh when he saw this little wolf. He didn't know what else he could do to him.
Hand?
After dinner, the competition time was approaching. Since he planned to ask Su Qingchen to give up the competition, Bingyu did not rush the students. Looking at the joking students, Bingyu also felt that he had returned to his student days many years ago.
When a group of people came to the competition venue, they saw countless people surrounding the venue. The lively scene was extremely spectacular, and the high-pitched shouts aroused their desire to join in the fun.
Su Qingchen was pulled into the crowd by Wang Xing and others. After squeezing for a long time, he finally squeezed in to the front. He received countless eye rolls along the way. They had entered a state of selflessness and shamelessness, and did not care about other people's eyes at all.
When they looked up at the fighting stage, Wang Xing and others were dumbfounded for a moment, and at the same time, they wondered why they were getting more and more crowded. It turned out that the game was already over.
Even though Su Qingchen was thick-skinned, his face was red at this moment. It was so embarrassing. Following Wang Xing and the others would be extremely embarrassing. It would be better to follow Zhang Long. I don’t know where this little Polong has gone recently. Okay.
I haven't seen him for a few days but I still miss him.
Su Qingchen's cultivation level has broken through the third level in a row. He has long wanted to practice with Zhang Long, test his attack power, and hone his combination skills to use them perfectly. He was almost injured by his opponent during the two trials on the court.
I can no longer take the competition as a joke, I have to take it seriously, especially the competition with Guo Zixiang later.
Thinking of Guo Zixiang, Su Qingchen's face wrinkled slightly, thinking of the promise he made to Yin Ting. This was the first time he made a promise to a girl. He couldn't break his promise, otherwise his credibility would be completely destroyed, but for that
Xiang Guozi, who was already in the realm of a low-level spiritual being, had no confidence, and even felt a little low on himself.
The mood suddenly became depressed. At this time, Su Qingchen found that he could not concentrate on rehearsing the attack mode in his mind. The more he couldn't concentrate, the more Su Qingchen wanted to put away his mind. He felt someone tapping him, and Su Qingchen didn't want to deal with it. He just wanted to be quiet.
Enter the state quietly to prepare for the competition later.
After a while, Su Qingchen felt a pain in his butt, and then his head hit the hard table. When he opened his eyes, Su Qingchen found himself lying on the platform like a turtle. There was a series of laughter from the audience, and he touched his head.
Su Qingchen stood up, and after seeing the smiling Guo Zixiang opposite, he wanted to understand what was going on. He turned around and glared at Wang Xing in the audience.
Wang Xing and others wanted to take a few steps back in fear, but found that there was no way to retreat. They could only show an embarrassed and innocent expression, and kept shaking their hands in front of them, which made everyone around them even more amused.
Su Qingchen wanted to jump off the stage and beat up Wang Xing and the others, but unfortunately he had no choice but to hear the middle-aged man below the stage announcing the start of the game. Putting away his depressed mood, Su Qingchen's soul skills started. After seeing Guo Zixiang's gesture of invitation,
Anger soared.
Su Qingchen held his soul back, pointed at the gentleman-like Guo Xiang, and said angrily: "You weird Guozi, you are so ruthless when competing with beautiful women, and when competing with labor and management, you look like a shy girl.
Do you have a problem with your sexual orientation? You are looking at whatever you are looking at, and you are staring at it with wide eyes. I know you are a handsome guy, and there is no need for you to look at me like this. I told you clearly that I am not gay. You want to
Watch out brother, I will blow your asshole."
Su Qingchen's series of curses not only scolded Guo Zixiang, who was opposite him, but also made the audience fall into deep thought. Everyone was thinking about what Su Qingchen's curse meant?
Guozixiang was stunned for a moment. He had been well-educated since childhood and had never been scolded before. He didn't even understand what Su Qingchen meant when he scolded him. When he was about to ask what he meant, he saw a small sword spirit appear in front of him.
In front of him, he cursed secretly: "Not good."
The Guozi Xianghun Art was running, absorbing the soul power in the air. At the same time, he pushed forward with his right hand, and took advantage of the momentum to take a few steps back to avoid Su Qingchen's sudden blow.
Su Qingchen paused in the air, and Shi Fengling changed direction. The sword spirit pointed directly at Guozixiang's head. At a speed like the wind, the sword spirit had already touched Guozixiang's skin, but a three-color long sword appeared in the sky.
It stood in front of the little sword spirit, preventing it from taking another step deeper.
Su Qingchen was startled secretly and quickly took a few steps back. He wanted to take advantage of Guo Zixiang's moment of confusion and use Killing Feng Ling to sneak attack to gain the opening advantage. He also kept attacking to make him panic. He needed to find an opportunity to use his strongest attack.
Injure him and win the game.
Imagination is always so beautiful, reality is always so cruel. After pulling away, Su Qingchen and Guo Xiang looked at each other. No one moved first, as if they were waiting for something. After a moment, a fierce look flashed in Guo Xiang's eyes.
, his right hand also waved at that moment. The sword spirit struck into the air with three colors of light.