Moreover, this method, which was clearly meant to sow discord between Class Nine students and Lin Beichen, was too despicable.
The students are not fools.
Few people are really stupid enough to question and blame Lin Beichen for this.
Moreover, the students in Class 9 also saw that Lin Beichen's previous two competitions were all about taking revenge on Cheng Ku and Xue Yue, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, and blood-battered Leng Ye and... what was that student's name? .
Not even a name.
Pitiful.
"Lin Beichen, you have to avenge Lao Xue and Cheng Ku."
"We, Class Nine, must unite."
"Lin Beichen, as long as you can torture Wu Xiaofang, I am willing to apologize to you for the bad things I said about you before."
The students from Class Nine surrounded Lin Beichen and made requests one after another.
Lin Beichen was silent for a moment.
"boring."
He parted from the crowd and changed positions.
The students in Class 9 were all stunned.
time flies.
Soon the second round of competition ended.
What is incredible is that the 'common princess' Mu Xinyue once again met a loyal admirer, just like Zheng Tuo. After some coquettish maneuvers on the ring, she surrendered without a fight and took the initiative to jump off the ring, letting her Mu Xinyue once again won the victory effortlessly.
This is simply a record.
Even the invigilators and instructors were a little confused.
It can be seen that Mu Xinyue is very popular in the Third College.
Other geniuses, such as Wu Xi, Si Xinlin, Yue Hongxiang, Gao Min and other geniuses, also defeated their opponents without any suspense and entered the top twenty-five.
The actual combat assessment is getting better and better, becoming more and more intense.
The draw for the third round of elimination-style actual combat competition will be held soon.
Twenty-five people draw lots, and one person is destined to have a bye.
In the midst of everyone's attention, this lucky guy was born.
It is the 'civilian goddess' Mu Xinyue.
"Not only is she beautiful, strong, and talented, but she is also so lucky that it makes people jealous, even to the point of being jealous."
"It's like he is the child of destiny."
Some students had to sigh with emotion.
Mu Xinyue had a faint smile, neither arrogant nor impetuous.
Lin Beichen drew number 17.
It really has its own hidden meaning.
His opponent was another young genius Gao Min.
This is the first substantial opponent he has encountered since entering the actual competition.
"I'm looking forward to playing against you."
Gao Ming is a fair-skinned boy with slightly curly hair. He has the unique pride of a genius in his grade. He has an unruly look in his eyes. He holds a sword in his hand and says, "I will let you understand what a real genius in his grade is like."
of. "
"oh."
Lin Beichen said calmly.
Then he drew his sword with his backhand.
Canglang.
call out!
The sword flashed.
Clang!
The sound of two swords clashing.
Then the long sword in Gao Min's hand flew out, drawing a high parabola, and finally fell down and was stuck in the ring.
Lin Beichen's sword was already pressed against Gao Min's throat.
"You... what kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"
Gao Min said in disbelief.
He didn't even realize how he was defeated.
Lin Beichen withdrew his long sword and said: "Basic swordsmanship three rounds at close range."
"This is impossible." Gao Min exclaimed with a pale face: "I have also practiced the basic three-part swordsmanship taught by Ding Sanshi. Could it be that we are practicing two swordsmanships?"
Lin Beichen thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because you are too stupid and haven't practiced enough."
Gao Min lowered his proud head and said, "I lost."
He picked up the sword, turned around and jumped off the ring with a dejected expression.
"Lin Beichen wins."
The invigilator announced the results loudly.
Under the ring, after a brief silence, all kinds of discussions suddenly surged like a spring tide.
"see it?"
"Didn't see it."
"too fast."
"yes."
"Every time I take action, it's just a sword."
"Let's call him Lin Yijian from now on."
"Lin Yijian? What a good name."
"Is what he used when he took action really the useless sword skill of that old guy Ding Sanshi [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations]?"
"I don't know. Anyway, the [Basic Swordsmanship Three Combinations] I've seen is not like this."
"It only takes one sword to defeat Gao Min."
"However, this time, he did not pierce Gao Min's shoulder."
"Nonsense, Lin Beichen is a scum, not a sadist. He only targets the students in class one."
"The 'war' that Wu Xiaofang started first went a bit too far. He brought personal grudges into the ring competition."
There were various discussions, and almost all the students watching the battle participated in it.
Worshiping the strong is the eternal gene of all warriors in this world.
Unconsciously, public opinion began to tilt towards Lin Beichen.
"Ah, so handsome, so handsome."
"I can."
More than thirty female students screamed like crazy.
Yeah, you scumbag
The number of members in Tai Tuan increased again.
Lin Beichen, who was walking down from the ring, frowned slightly.
These superficial powders.
Could you please be more enthusiastic and shout louder next time
"Hehe, hehe, a true swordsman genius must have the body of a sword breeder. Little guy, I will definitely defeat you."
Ding Sanshi, the swordsmanship instructor, smiled from a distance.
On the viewing platform.
"Haha, brother Qingxuan, this time, Lin Beichen has proved his strength, right?"
Chu Hen, the grade director, was almost laughing from ear to ear.
Li Qingxuan still said calmly: "Look again, look again..."
But the surprise on his face could no longer be concealed.
I even thought to myself: What's going on? Is the Third Academy really going to turn around this time? There is something evil about this Lin Beichen.
Soon, this round of competition ended again.
The students of Class Nine carried away the squad leader Yin Yi from beneath the arena.
This time, it was not Yin Yi who drew Wu Xiaofang.
But Wu Xiaofang once again used his honorary privilege as the first in the last competition, and selected Yin Yi, the monitor of Class 9, as his opponent. On the ring, he violently tortured Yin Yi and stabbed off one of Yin Yi's legs with a sword. There was an ear, and the sword penetrated Yin Yi's left arm, seriously injuring him...
"I told you, if you're in Class 9, you'll torture every one you see."
Wu Xiaofang sneered and threatened again.
Lin Beichen still did not reply to such a challenge.
Thirteen people advanced to the next round.
Continue to draw lots.
What is unbelievable is that this time, it is Mu Xinyue who still gets the bye.
"She's like the goddess of good luck."
"incredible."
"As expected, even the Lord of the Sword favors beautiful and kind-hearted girls."
Many invigilators began to lament.
Luck, in many cases, is also a symbol of strength.
The opponent Lin Beichen drew was Gan Makoto, the squad leader of Class 10, a cute and cute girl with a round face with baby fat, an innocent look, and a pure smile all the time. She was also a classmate of Class 10. flower.
Lin Beichen didn't show any pity for her.
Three-sword attack.
Ding!
With one strike of his sword, he defeated this pretty girl.
"Fuck, ruthless."
Many of Makoto's admirers in the audience expressed this emotion.
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