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Chapter 90: The Young Phoenix's First Cry

The more cautious the people in Fengchuitang showed, the more relaxed the Baimashe players looked. Everything was as expected by the omnipotent soldier. He swept through thousands of troops with his first move, and swept his opponent off the stage with just one move.

The sword energy roared and the figures flickered. After a face-to-face encounter, the players from the White Horse Club flew up and fell heavily under the ring.

In an instant, the gymnasium fell silent and silent.

In everyone's eyes, they saw that scene. Before the opponent's sword move was fully activated, Xiao Hei was already standing at the only blind spot of the sword move.

Predict the enemy plane first? That requires a gap in realm!

Will this be a showdown between masters and inferiors, or is it a careless coincidence?

After a few seconds of silence, a sound of regret floated over the crowd.

No one believed that Xiao Hei could reach a higher level than his opponent. In the end, there was only one reasonable explanation left: the players from White Horse Hall were too careless!

Among the sounds of regret, there were also sounds of gloating and ridicule. When the students no longer hated *** so much, the grievances between the clubs immediately surfaced on their faces.

The president of the White Horse Society glared at his defeated subordinates, and then looked at the seats where Shengtian was watching the battle. The gloomy look on the branch president's face made him also look cold, and he issued an order to win the next contestant on stage.

When the enemy is angry, Fengchuitang is naturally filled with joy.

Li Xiaofeng finally looked at Qian Dasheng. He didn't say anything, just smiled.

Trust is the best motivation. Qian Dasheng felt the trust from the bottom of his heart. His tall body stood straight and his heavy sword dragged the floor, and he stepped onto the ring with determination.

"Xiao Feng, how sure is Qian Dasheng of winning?"

"He's already won!"

The omnipotent soldier leaned back and crossed his legs leisurely. After repeated questioning by Xiao Liuli, he proudly became a fortune teller again.

"The previous contestants of the White Horse Society were carelessly defeated. The next contestants will definitely be cautious. Facing a charging warrior like Dasheng, if you just defend, you will be asking for your own death!"

The omnipotent soldier did not go to the street to tell fortunes, which was a real injustice to a talented person. The situation in the ring seemed to be controlled by his words, exactly.

The master of Baima Society worked step by step, intending to find out the details of his opponent. Faced with Qian Dasheng's first sword, he chose to dodge; faced with the second sword, he chose to give in; faced with the third sword, he suddenly found that there was no other way.

choose.

From the first move, Qian Dasheng began to charge. His sword moves were like a violent storm and like a long river, forcing his opponent to retreat continuously.

In an instant, in the stadium with tens of thousands of people, gasps of air-conditioning could be heard one after another.

Suspense began to flash in the eyes of pairs of eyes, and the warrior masters who practiced external skills were even more excited. The battle in the ring was a standard attack course for berserkers.

Any expert will understand that although Qian Dasheng seems to have the upper hand, his skill is actually not much stronger than his opponent's. Such a charge relies on a single burst of energy.

If you can't defeat your opponent in one go, then Qian Dasheng himself will definitely be defeated.

The result had already been predicted by the omnipotent soldier. After a violent flash of sparks, there was only a clang, and the opponent's long sword was chopped off.

Applause started immediately, but the object of praise was completely opposite.

Fengchuitang unexpectedly won two games in a row, and even played two to two with the old club under Shengtangtang. The unexpected change made the space solemn. Everyone, including the girls who were afraid of sex, looked at it curiously.

If you have money, you will be in trouble!

"Giggle...it's my turn!"

Amid laughter like silver bells, Xiao Liuli stepped on the magic circle and flew into the air.

Although she was petite, young and tender, everyone's eyes trembled, and in a trance, they seemed to see a young phoenix spreading its wings and soaring around the sky.

Ordinary people would only think that they were dazzled, but experts knew that it was not an illusion, but the reflection of the energy in Xiao Liuli's body.

There were no ordinary people in this Imperial Academy, and countless hearts suddenly beat violently.

Such powerful magic power, this second young lady of the Feng family is really not that simple!

The president of White Horse took a deep breath, replaced the contestant who was originally going to take the stage, and then jumped into the air. In fact, it was like a big mountain, pressing down on the opponent who was full of brilliance.

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Liuli is no longer a little girl, let alone a delicious little white rabbit, but that **** is still a ****.

After simple warrior etiquette, the battle begins.

The sound of the gong that started the fight had not yet dissipated, and a bone-chilling murderous aura had already filled the arena. Xiao Liuli was still like a beautiful young phoenix, but she breathed out ferocious real fire.

For an instant, the little girl did not move, but her opponent took half a step back and his face quickly turned pale.

He knew that he had lost, and this murderous aura fused with his soul had proven everything, but he was unwilling to accept defeat, and he did not dare to admit defeat like this.

With a wild roar, the president of Baima Club forcibly raised his long sword and slashed at him fiercely.

The wind blade blocked the sword blade, and the barrier wrapped around the opponent's limbs. Xiao Liuli immediately turned into a phantom, appeared out of thin air behind the opponent, and struck out with a palm.

"ah!"

At this moment, thousands of exclamations rose into the sky.

Xiao Liuli actually emitted fighting spirit, and it was the power of the sword master level; not only that, the fighting spirit was extremely pure, exuding a distinctive red light.

People are different in size and have different strengths and weaknesses.

They have the same fighting spirit, but students and soldiers can shine differently. Xiao Liuli's palm is full of blood. Only the battlefield that has been tempered for thousands of times can temper such a color!

A little girl in her grade actually managed to hit such a palm. She was a genius, a genius that only happens once in a thousand years!

The president of Baima Society felt even more intensely and was miserable.

He was actually a junior swordsman, but the fire of his soul was dispersed by Xiao Liuli's palm, and his fighting spirit was like fragile thin ice, instantly torn apart.

The ending was no longer in suspense. After struggling with more than a dozen moves, the third-ranked master of the Shengtang branch rolled like a stupid bear under the ring.

Feng Chuitang won?

Ah, Fengchuitang really won!

The news flew in all directions like birds.

The eight kings and one emperor were slightly shocked at the same time. Before this battle, no one took it seriously; after this battle, except for Emperor Ming, the rest of the seven kings had a wrinkle on their eyebrows, and their eyes swept towards

Song Dynasty City.

First, Huang Qiaotang sent out the number plate, and then Feng Xiaoli became famous in a battle. This cannot but make normal people suspicious.

In the palace of the Song Dynasty, the sweet and charming laughter echoed leisurely.

Song Mei lazily sat on the sofa, shaking the crystal cup, and said with a smile: "Fengfeng, these little girls are more noisy than we were back then, let them make things bigger, otherwise they will be suffocated, haha

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"Oh, you are just happy. One day this matter will go up to the sky. The day when all the seven kings come to King Song's city, I will see how you can still laugh."

The current head of the Feng family, Xiao Liuli's mother, Feng Xuewu, glared at Song Mei. In her eyes, there was both the liveliness of Xiao Liuli and the depth of Feng Shuying.

"Meimei, are you really not going to explain it seriously? If necessary, I will ask Xiao Liuli to leave the Imperial Capital Branch in advance."

"Xiao Liuli is still young, so don't get her involved in adults' fights too early."

Song Mei put down her wine glass and lay down on the sofa wearing only pajamas. She first changed into a comfortable position and stretched before responding positively.

"Don't worry, wait until Wanyu and Shuying find out the details of that kid. As for the others, they can guess as much as they want. The more complicated the guesses, the funnier they are, haha..."

Yuexin Lake, Huangqiaotang Headquarters.

The meanings of Song Wanyu and Feng Shuying are basically the same as those of the two mothers.

While watching the video of Feng Chuitang's battle with Sheng Tiantang, they flipped through a large pile of report documents.

"Shu Ying, has Fang Qing sent back the latest information?"

"It's passed. According to Fang Qing's investigation, Li Xiaofeng and the other three left the school to perform a commissioned task. The commissioned party is the supervisory teacher of the Imperial City Branch. The commissioned task is a first-level secret, and our informants don't know about it either."

"Inspection teacher, first-class secret?"

A flash of wonder flashed in Song Wanyu's eyes, and then she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Did anything special happen in Xindian Town in those few days?"

"I have asked Tieyuan to take people to investigate, with Xindian Town as the center, as far as possible."

Speaking of this, Feng Shuying pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose and sighed in a rare irritation: "Oh, Xiao Liuli is really hateful. She doesn't want to say anything. She doesn't even listen to her mother's orders. I don't know what she is."

What's wrong with you, huh!"

"I know what evil happened to her, hee hee."

Song Wanyu's smile was a little more mysterious. With a flick of her finger, she brought up a frozen scene in the video crystal. It was the classic moment when Xiao Liuli turned into a koala.

"The little girl must have fallen in love with Li Xiaofeng. Look at the look in her eyes and her entangled energy. It's so amazing! Geez..."

The good sisters' laughter became louder and louder, while Feng Shuying's expression changed rapidly.

"Impossible, Xiao Liuli is so young, there is no way she can understand that. I haven't even been in love yet, how can she do it?"

Feng Shuying lost her sense of control. The more she spoke, the more excited she became. Finally, she suddenly stood up and said, "No, I'm going to the Imperial Capital Branch to teach that boy a lesson. He dares to lead my sister into evil. I don't want to live anymore!"

"Shu Ying, they are not in the imperial capital now. It seems that you are really angry, haha..."

It was a rare occasion for Song Wanyu to see Feng Shuying like this, and she was already laughing so hard that her whole body twitched.

After laughing, she finally sat upright and persuaded: "Don't worry, with Ouyang here, there won't be too much trouble; besides, Xiao Liuli is a ghost, who can make her suffer."

The shadows of good sisters appeared in the minds of the two women at the same time, and they exhaled at the same time, and then shifted their thoughts to business.

They were relieved because of Ouyang Qianli, but they didn't know that Ouyang Qianli was even more uneasy than Xiao Liuli.

In the luxurious small building of Ziyun Branch, the wild beauty is giving advice to Li Xiaofeng.

"Xiao Feng, there are still five days until the next round of competition. You should use your free time to heal your injuries. I will collect information about your opponent. Don't think about anything, just practice."

"Ouyang, don't think so much. My real goal is not to be a champion. I just want them to increase their strength."

An inexplicable warmth grew stronger in Li Xiaofeng's heart. When he nodded in response, he couldn't help but hold the beautiful teacher's hand.

Li Xiaofeng didn't know what that feeling was, but Xiao Liuli knew clearly that Sister Ouyang was becoming more and more like her eldest brother's little wife, she was clearly lusting after men, hum.

The little girl rolled her eyes, hurriedly put her palm on it, and actively requested: "I also want to practice in seclusion."

"Okay, as long as you don't mess around."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and continued to hold their hands tightly together.

In the next few days, all the major clubs in the arena showed their talents and the fight was extremely lively, but the five people from Fengchuitang never showed up.

Five days later, the remaining eight teams lined up in the square, and the eight community leaders stepped onto the podium and began to draw lots to find their opponents.

Although Li Xiaofeng is the president of the tenth club, he can only be ranked behind the seven branch clubs. Although the school's arrangements are "poor", it makes it easier for him to observe the seven opponents.

Sheng Tiantang was really powerful. Although Baima Society unexpectedly lost, it still occupied two seats in the top eight. Behind Sheng Tiantang was Huang Qiaotang, and the woman who drew the lot was the long-haired woman who gave him the number plate.

Next up was his old acquaintance, Wang Feng from Sancai Hall, which made him a little surprised. He didn't expect that Wang Feng, besides being fond of intrigues, also had some strength.

Before he could continue to look carefully, a person in front suddenly turned around and showed him an iron fist as big as a casserole.

The Iron Fist Club of Yitongtang was also there, and Li Xiaofeng had one more acquaintance.

He laughed at himself, then turned slightly and looked at the representatives of Baishan Hall and Heishui Hall. According to the standards of the branch schools, these men and women were also masters.

After the decisive battle of the top 16, the strength of the nine major societies began to take shape.

The strongest one was indeed Shengtiantang. The bottom two ranked Xianyundang and Yehetang were eliminated first. The elimination of Chunqiu Tang was a bit surprising.


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