"How did you do that?" Someone couldn't help but ask. Why does it seem to be so smooth when it is obviously a level behind.
"What a precise judgment!" The person next to him praised, "It turns out that the pressing from the beginning was an illusion, in order to let the opponent concentrate on retreating and dodging, and at the same time he was laying out at the side. Avoiding the sword rain from the fat man By the time it was done, he had already stepped into the game. Of course, if it wasn't for the last precise sword, Fatty might not necessarily admit defeat."
And now the long sword has pierced through Fatty's abdomen, although it won't kill him, what if the sword just pierced through the heart
"Do you want to continue?" Qing Chen said coldly with his long sword against his neck.
Fatty looked at his cold eyes, the wound on his abdomen made him feel cold, he sighed, "I lost."
Only then did Qing Chen put away the long sword, and after the master of ceremonies announced his victory, he left the high platform neatly.
"Great! This is a beautiful start!" From the beginning to the end, he suppressed the opponent almost all the way.
However, Lin Fan saw his slightly trembling hands, and knew that his beating was not as easy as it appeared on the surface.
"You take a good rest. We will leave the rest to us."
Shi Yu also handed over herbal tea from the side, which she specially soaked in medicinal liquid to restore her spiritual power.
"Thank you." Qing Chen took the herbal tea, and after drinking it, he closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state.
Seeing him like this, Qi Chuyun next to him held the longbow tightly. Even though she had never been convinced by his contempt before, to some extent, he was indeed much stronger than herself.
"Izumo, what are you thinking, it's your turn." Shiyu reminded her.
Qi Chuyun hurriedly took a look, the opponents on the stage had already gone up. She quickly stood up and flew onto the high platform.
When the surrounding audience saw that it was her, they booed immediately. Even supporters who had the greatest expectations for the Imperial College team didn't have much hope for Qi Chuyun.
His cultivation base is low, and he is often stupid. This is their impression of Qi Chuyun.
Qi Chuyun heard all the boos around her. Looking around, most people looked at her with disgust.
For some reason, her eyes fell on the person who was cultivating. At this time he still closed his eyes.
Is it because you don't have any expectations of yourself, so you don't even bother to look at it
With her neck stuck, Qi Chuyun turned her gaze back to the opponent in front of her.
She was six floors short, so she really didn't have much confidence. But you have to fight hard, at least you can no longer be laughed at by him for being timid, afraid of getting hurt and suffering.
"Haha, what a beautiful chick." The opponent was a wretched-looking man. When he saw Qi Chuyun's good-looking face and bulging figure, his eyes lit up immediately, "Would you like to follow me? Double cultivation with you."
"Get out!" It was the first time Qi Chuyun was molested face to face, and his face suddenly became embarrassed. Holding the longbow, he quickly backed away, quickly distanced himself from him, pulled up the bowstring, aimed at him and shot.
Off the stage, Shi Yu and Feng Luo were staring at the stage.
However, the cultivation bases of both sides were too aware that even if Qi Chuyun tried his best, he still couldn't avoid being suppressed and beaten.
"This won't work." Shi Yu frowned, "If she is a archer, long-distance combat will be beneficial to her. Now this one-on-one, and her cultivation base is suppressed, I'm afraid it won't work."
As soon as Shi Yu's words fell, Qi Chuyun was directly knocked off the stage by his opponent, and fell at Shi Yu's feet.
Shi Yu hurriedly helped Qi Chuyun up, and then on the stand, he saw the man above him giving them a mean finger.
"He's taking revenge." Lin Fan said with a serious face.
As for revenge, it was nothing more than just Qing Chen suppressing his opponent and blowing it up, and they returned it in the same way. Moreover, Qi Chuyun's cultivation was even worse, so it was expected that he would be defeated so quickly by the opponent.
Qi Chuyun supported his chest, but involuntarily glanced at the person next to him.
Qing Chen still didn't open his eyes, he didn't know if he had expected this result, or he didn't care at all.
Probably don't care.
Qi Chuyun thought to himself, feeling worse than being punched by that person just now.
The audience behind her was already cursing, and some even threw things at her in a bad temper. If Lin Fan hadn't quickly formed a barrier, Qi Chuyun would have been even more embarrassed.
"After all, a good start was ruined by her like this. Why didn't the college change people? If the college didn't change people, then I wouldn't watch their match! Anyway, with this shit-stirring stick, the college won No way." Someone shouted dissatisfiedly.
There was a lot of noise around, and Qi Chuyun heard all those words verbatim. She originally thought that since she was stronger than before, she would no longer be treated like this, but... it's still the same... There will be no change.
At this time, her hand was held.
"This is not your problem." Shi Yu said, "Even if it is me, Qingchen, I will still end up like this when I meet such a strong opponent. You have actually done a good job. As for the audience Words, you are not playing for them, so why take it to heart. They will scold you because your strength is low now, and they will worship you because your strength has become higher, so don't worry about it."
Shi Yu's words made Qi Chuyun stunned for a moment, and when she looked at the others, they all looked at her with concern, her heart suddenly warmed up, and she almost couldn't suppress the grievances she had felt for so many days.
"En." She nodded with a tight voice, and took Shi Yu's hand, "Thank you."
Shi Yu patted her on the shoulder and didn't speak.
The third person to enter the stage is Xuanyin. Because of the difference in cultivation, she and the following Dongfang Zhen both lost.
The fifth Feng Luo was a little less, and he was aware of the third level, which made him not as ugly as the previous three losers, and at least he lasted longer than the others.
In other words, the Imperial College team only has one point left, while the opponent already has four points. If both Lin Fan and Shi Yu lose next, then the other party will surely win. As for Lin Fan and Shi Yu, as long as they win one, they will both be able to enter the five-person team competition to struggle.
And the sixth place is Lin Fan.
As soon as Lin Fan came, he gave people a very stable feeling. Basically, if he is here, there is no possibility of losing. So he is also a reassurance for everyone.
"Come on!" Shi Yu said to him.
"Yeah." Lin Fan didn't waste any nonsense, and went directly to the stage.
At this time, Qing Chen also opened his eyes. Watching Lin Fan's level of competition is also delicious for him.
"Very hanging." He said.
"why?"
"Look at his opponent."
Shi Yu looked up to the stage and saw that Lin Fan's opponent was Fire Wolf.
This is really a narrow road to enemies, and the captains of the two teams faced each other directly. Lin Fan is now on the sixth level of condensed gas, and the fire wolf...
"The fire wolf broke through yesterday and successfully entered the ninth level of condensed gas." (To be continued.)