The purple youth next to him shook his head and said, "I don’t see that he is an ordinary Terran with his heel. It’s nothing to say that he has the qualification potential to reach the general fairy realm at this age! It’s hard to believe that he took out that package. "
A white-haired old man behind him hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, "Could it really be that he picked it up?"
"Come?"
The purple youth sneered, "If it weren’t for stupidity, it wouldn’t be possible to give us such a bag. Everything in that bag is enough to buy ten such cities. Tell me if he really finds it, will he give it to us?"
"This …"
The old man’s face was suddenly embarrassed.
"Now that the law knows his origin, let’s talk about it later. Let’s wait for the game to see if he can display it. It will naturally reveal doubts about his origin."
Brother Nalin said
Several of him nodded in succession.
The crowd in the martial arts field gathered more and more, and it was dark. Almost all the monks in the ancient city gathered, and the princes, nobles, vendors and servants were more lively than the crowd.
Finally, it lasted for half an hour, and then a clear clock suddenly swung out of the martial arts field.
"bang!"
The bell was melodious for a long time, and a layer of ripples covered all the voices. In an instant, the whole square became silent and the needles could be heard.
Everyone held their breath and looked forward to looking closely at the martial arts field.
An old man with white hair and white beard and a green robe appeared in the martial arts field. He looked kindly and smiled at the crowd. "Everyone, this year’s rules are as redundant as in previous years. I won’t say much. The college selection is divided into three parts. The first one is fencing, the second mind and the third avatar. No one can interfere with the competition. The old man has read the quota. Anyone who has any questions about reading the quota has a competition?"
Everyone was silent and no one asked.
Wang Yu nodded secretly, and it was exactly the same as what the master said. The first is fencing, the second is mind, and the third is avatar.
"If you say yes, you can."
Wangyu andao
The old man smiled and said, "since there is no doubt, the old man will read the quota. Please read it to the quota station to compete in fencing!" "
Many boys and girls suddenly felt nervous.
A thick list appeared in the old man’s hand, glanced at the first page and smiled. "No.1 Zhang Feng vs.No.2 Li Long!"
Out of the crowd, two teenagers came to Taiwan with a sharp fairy sword and gave each other a gift, and immediately they started out.
Brush brush!
The sword light is bright, firm but gentle, and the light and shadow of the stage are more than the mottled terror firm but gentle, and they all let out a roar and fluctuate.
In a moment, Wang Yu was completely immersed in the fencing competition between the two men, and Xiao Yu’s words echoed in his mind over and over again.
In an instant, two swordsmanship people seemed to come alive.
A firm but gentle wave turned the river into a choppy torrent, and another firm but gentle wave suddenly turned into a big day, giving off a harsh luster. The sudden scene of the big river suddenly changed, and there was a great moon crossing the river. On that big day, a round of the sun spread its wings and soared through the sky directly.
Wonderful pictures are constantly changing, and the light is bright and firm but gentle. Two people don’t know how many times they have met. Finally, the big river flooded the big day, and all the pictures disappeared. A teenager vomited blood and flew out.
There was a boy left in Taiwan, panting, pale and smiling.
The old man went to the field and Lang smiled, "What a hand! Zhang Feng, the No.1 sword of Qingjiang, won!"
Wang Yu murmured, "So that’s it. This is the master’s saying that swordsmanship is a dead man, and it should be changed to win."
All kinds of ideas suddenly appeared in his mind.
Chapter one thousand one hundred and thirty-four A guest has come.
In this way, one by one, the competition is going on, and the dazzling stage is becoming more fascinated than the fierce Wang Yufang. Several pictures are revealed in my mind.
At this moment, these swordsmanship are all kinds, and he has split, reorganized and split in his mind, and I don’t know how many times it has evolved.
An hour later, the old man finally read out the name of Wang Yu as the young monks were beaten to vomiting blood.
"Wang Yu on the 23rd versus Lin Qingjiao on the 24th!"
The old man lang said
A slender teenager with a sharp sword immediately jumped out of the martial arts field and looked at the eagle’s face with a bad face.
Wang Yu reacted instantly, and all the pictures in my mind disappeared and I hurried to the arms drill field.