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Chapter one hundred and ninety-five angry, leaning on the railing

The crowd looked at the butcher. Although he was rebounded, no one looked down on him. It was already very good to have cracks on the sixth-sided war drum.

The crowd of people in the Snow Moon Holy Academy all fell on Ba Dao, and a faint sneer appeared in their eyes. They wanted to see how this man wearing a bronze mask compared to the butcher.

At this moment, Badao stood in front of the bell and drums, his eyes calm and deep, and a domineering sword intent suddenly rose.

The crowd's eyes narrowed, but Badao stepped out and slashed directly on the first battle drum with one palm.

"Swish, swish!"

A crisp sound came out, without the bursting sound of the Mad Domineering. The war drum was cut directly into pieces by the domineering palm knife and broken open.

Then, the second, third, and even the fourth side of the bells and drums were all cut off, making it easy to dominate the sword, and even one action from beginning to end, breathing.

It was not until the fifth battle drum that Badao's hand was slightly raised, and then suddenly slashed down. Suddenly, the bell and drum broke through the middle and flew towards both sides, still so relaxed and calm.

What's even more terrifying is that Badao still has the same figure, even before reaching the sixth-sided war drum, it still slashes out with one knife.

"Click!"

The blade was sharp and cold, and the sixth-sided war drum was still so easy to break without any pause.

It was not until this time that Badao's movement stopped and did not continue to cut the seventh bell and drum. As if he had no interest, he turned around calmly, took steps, and walked towards the crowd of Tianyi Academy.

"A waste, dares to be so rampant."

A indifferent voice spit out from Badao's mouth, causing the crowd's eyes to condense slightly. This guy actually humiliated the butcher as a waste, but compared to him, the butcher did seem very weak.

The butcher's face looked extremely ugly, and it turned pale. In the past, when he was in Yunhai Sect, he was treated as a genius and was arrogant. When he arrived at the Snow Moon Holy Academy, he was still under the focus of cultivation, but at this moment, he was insulted as a waste and could not refute it.

On the sixth-sided war drum, he had a full blow to make it crack, but the domineering sword easily cut it apart, and the gap between the two was too big.

"good."

Duan Wuya chuckled and said lightly: "Is there any stronger one?"

The crowd looked at each other, and then many people came forward to try, but they couldn't be stronger after all, and they couldn't even repel the sixth bell and drum.

"Linghu, you are the strongest people here this time. Don't you kill them with great power?"

At this time, in the direction of the Xueyue Holy Academy, the butcher said to Linghu Heshan beside him. They were both disciples of the Yunhai Sect in the past, but now they are all in the Xueyue Holy Academy, so they naturally have to be familiar with it.

Linghu Heshan shook his head slightly, looked at the crowd opposite Tianyi Academy and said, "That man in white is famous and famous. Tianyi Academy disciples rank third. Although he acts low-key on weekdays, his strength is unfathomable. Unexpectedly, he is here too. I am not sure that he will win."

Linghu Heshan's words made the butcher's eyes narrow, and then he looked at the beautiful woman-like Wen Aoxue opposite. At this moment, Wen Aoxue's pair of strange and beautiful eyes also looked at him, dazzling, which made the butcher's eyes flash, and he didn't dare to look directly at those eyes.

Linghu Heshan is the strongest disciple from Xueyue Holy Academy this time. If he takes action, Wen Aoxue will definitely stand up. If Linghu Heshan is defeated, the Xueyue Holy Academy will not look good, so there is no absolute certainty that Linghu Heshan will not take action.

"I'll help you get this face back." At this time, next to the crowd of people in the Snow Moon Holy Academy, the young man next to the first seat said, "This person is Yue Tianchen."

Standing up, Yue Tianchen looked at Duan Wuya and Duan Xinye beside him and said, "Your Highness, I should naturally be protected by the princess's safety. No one else is qualified to fight for it."

Yue Tianchen's voice was arrogant, but the crowd felt it was natural.

Yue Tianchen is the heir to the Yue family. He has a noble status. Moreover, his own strength is at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm and is extremely powerful. In addition, his terrifying martial soul, those who are stronger than him will not provoke him to offend him. Those who are weaker than him will only be bullied by him.

Duan Xinye's eyes flashed and he didn't say anything, but Duan Wuya laughed softly and said, "That's up to see how many battle drums Brother Yue can beat."

Yue Tianchen nodded slightly, but he did not immediately walk towards the direction of the war drum, but looked at the crowd of people in Tianyi Academy, or Lin Feng.

"People who have a respectable status and who can match the princess need to be impeccable, whether they are martial arts talents or births. Those ants with despicable status and status, who have a little strength, still want to be greedy for the princess, and climb the dragon and attach to the phoenix, which is ridiculous."

After saying that, Yue Tianchen walked straight to the war drum with a solemn look.

A strange color flashed in the crowd's eyes, and all his eyes fell on Lin Feng. Although Yue Tianchen had not named him, he was obviously talking about Lin Feng just now.

Lin Feng actually covets the princess?

At this time, Lin Feng's eyes froze slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He has a humble identity and does not know that the world is high? He also wants to be greedy for the princess and cling to the dragon and the phoenix?

At this moment, Yue Tianchen continued to speak: "Today, I would like to sing a song for the princess."

As soon as the words fell, a low and distant voice came from Yue Tianchen's mouth.

"The vast snow and moon, the soldiers beat the drum."

"boom!"

The bursting sound rang out along with Yue Tianchen's high song, and the first war drum broke.

"Wear armor and ambition."

"Boom, boom!"

A word, a tremor, and two war drums on both sides burst.

"A man's passionate life, travels thousands of miles of rivers and mountains..."

Yue Tianchen's voice was loud, and an extremely powerful passionate meaning emerged from his body. Two palm forces bombarded him. On the fourth side, on the fifth side, on the bell and drum, they were instantly destroyed.

Yue Tianchen's tone not only did not disappear, but became even higher and higher.

"Build, achievement for thousands of years."

Yue Tianchen moved forward, and his whole body was like a stream of light, like a broken bamboo, destroying everything, with a loud bang, and the sixth-sided war drum broke again.

At this time, Yue Tianchen stepped on the ground with his feet, and the loess roared, as if the beacon smoke was rolling, and a terrifying wave spread out.

Yue Tianchen, with one palm, blasted out and landed on the war drum.

"Just to welcome the beauty, the beauty will be honored!"

A low voice fell, and Yue Tianchen's breath finally dissipated. A crackling sound came out, and the seventh battle drum broke into pieces.

"The vast snow and moon, the soldiers beat drums and put on armor, and have ambitions."

"A man is passionate and travels thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and builds achievements for thousands of years, just to welcome the beauty and return with glory."

The crowd murmured, looking at the handsome figure, my heart trembled, and a slight burning blood on my body.

Especially those snow and moon soldiers, their eyes emitted dazzling luster, as if they were the protagonists in this song.

"good."

The crowd of people in the Snow Moon Holy Academy shouted loudly, cheering for Yue Tianchen. In the general's position, Duan Tianlang also smiled slightly and said, "Tianchen is worthy of being the heir to the Yue family. He has ambitions. When he sang with only one breath, he actually broke the seven-faced war drums in a row. It's so rare, it's just like a princess."

From Gao Song to attacking the seven-sided bell and drum, Yue Tianchen's breath has not stopped, and he still has to sing at the attack. This is much more difficult than a pure attack. After all, there is only one breath and cannot stop.

Yue Tianchen, who turned around, nodded slightly to Duan Tianlang, then looked at Duan Xinye with a soft smile in his eyes. Duan Xinye also smiled slightly, still silent.

"Not bad." Duan Wuya smiled and nodded: "I didn't expect that Brother Yue is not only talented, but also talented, which is rare."

"Your Highness is too much of a trick." Yue Tianchen showed a smug smile in his eyes, and then glanced at Lin Feng. Perhaps in his eyes, Lin Feng had become an imaginary rival.

"It's not just a trick of being a scammer, it's simply inappropriate and nonsense."

At this time, a faint voice sounded, making the crowd's eyes slightly condensed, inappropriate and bullshit?

His eyes looked at the person who spoke, and it was Lin Feng.

"This guy, such a big tone." The crowd said in his heart, saying a lot about Lin Feng.

Yue Tianchen's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Lin Feng coldly, and teased: "Since I'm not good at it, then do you want to try it?"

"That's what it means."

Lin Feng showed a faint smile on his lips. There were too many people in the Jiuxiao Continent who were better than him in martial arts, but if he was to recite poems, if he came through time, who would dare to say that he was the first?

Standing up, Lin Feng slowly walked out and came to another row of war drums. This scene made the crowd's eyes condense. Lin Feng was going to come.

Everyone showed a hint of expectation, and they wanted to see how Lin Feng overwhelmed Yue Tianchen in terms of strength and talent. This seemed unlikely.

Duan Wuya and Duan Xinye also looked at Lin Feng, with a bit of anticipation in their eyes. I don’t know what tricks this guy can do.

"I want to see if you can break the seven-faced war drums or write high-sounding songs."

Yue Tianchen smiled coldly, his eyes full of mockery. Lin Feng could not do everything he did, but would only bring shame to himself.

Lin Feng's eyes closed slightly, then took a deep breath, and a solemn and melodious loud voice came out of his mouth. One word was shocking.

"The angry hair is rushing to the crown, and the rain stops when you are on the railing."
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