Lin Beichen stretched out his hand to catch the sword, and was so moved that he almost shed tears.
Thank you to my loved ones, the People's Liberation Army.
Teacher Ding, I will never criticize you or criticize you again.
When Wu Xiaofang saw this, he protested loudly: "Wait a minute, this is not fair. The invigilator is helping the students taking the exam. This is cheating. I protest."
Ding Sanshi said calmly: "What are you protesting for? Actual combat competitions are about swordsmanship, not sharpness."
"you……"
Wu Xiaofang looked at the auditorium and said loudly: "I don't accept it. Please ask Director Chu and Observer Li to seek justice. The behavior of Professor Ding Sanshi is clearly partial to Lin Beichen, which is against examination discipline."
Director Chu will definitely help me.
And Observer Li, they must all hate this scum Lin Beichen very much.
Wu Xiaofang thought to himself confidently.
"Resistance is futile."
Chu Hen, the grade director, said simply and neatly.
Observer Li Qingxuan did not say anything at all, apparently not taking Wu Xiaofang's protest to heart at all.
Wu Xiaofang was stunned.
What's going on?
Why do you feel like you have fallen out of favor?
Even under the ring, some students in the crowd were saying loudly: "If you have the ability to defeat Lin Beichen with your sword skills, and bully others with a sword, what kind of man do you think you are?"
"That's it. Support Ding Sanshi's teaching."
"Lin Beichen, you are so handsome."
The screams of the nymphomaniac female students are never absent.
The size of the scum and scum support group is rapidly increasing.
Wu Xiaofang's face suddenly turned green with anger.
Lin Beichen laughed.
It seems that without realizing it, my popularity has increased inexplicably.
Wu Xiaofang shook the [Light Tracer Sword] in his hand, the blade buzzed and vibrated, and sneered: "Humph, Lin, don't be too proud, even if you have ten swords, I can kill them all for you.
Into a pile of scrap metal.”
He rushed over with his sword.
Seven sword shadows and cold pythons flicker.
It's like a cold python bursting into flames, opening its huge mouth and exposing its fangs, it's ferocious and terrifying.
Lin Beichen let out a cry and drew out his long sword.
Rush forward.
A sword thrust out.
call out!
The sword light pierced the sky.
It’s still [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations].
Ding!
The sound of metal clashing sounded in the ring for the third time.
Only this time, there was no broken sword flying.
The Seven Swords Phantom is shattered.
The fanged python was split into two by a white sword light.
Puff! The sound of the sword blade piercing flesh.
"ah……"
Wu Xiaofang screamed.
His left arm was directly pierced by the sword in Lin Beichen's hand.
However, before his scream could end, Lin Beichen immediately withdrew his sword.
At that moment, Wu Xiaofang seemed to hear the sound of his own flesh and bones rubbing against the sword blade.
The fear brought about by this sound struck straight to the bottom of his heart.
call out!
There was another sword light.
Wu Xiaofang's right ear felt cold.
"Ah, my ears..."
He screamed miserably.
Lin Beichen still didn't give him any chance.
Bang!
The spine of the sword struck Wu Xiaofang on the cheek.
The skin is torn apart.
The screams were interrupted instantly.
The huge force of the blow caused Wu Xiaofang to completely lose his balance and spin directly and hit the ground. The left cheek that was slapped and the right cheek that hit the ground were all highly swollen, as if they were overcooked.
Like a peach, dripping with blood.
Lin Beichen took a step forward.
Lift your feet.
He stepped on Wu Xiaofang's face.
"One sword, one ear, slap in the face..."
He said every word: "These three things are returned to you on behalf of my classmates in Class 9."
"Ahh..."
Wu Xiaofang screamed and roared: "Lin Beichen, you trash, how dare you do this to me, I won't let you go, I will let you know what regret is, you bastard, you..."
"My mouth really stinks."
Lin Beichen kicked Wu Xiaofang in the stomach and kicked him ten meters away from the ring floor. He then said: "I almost forgot, when you bullied my classmate, you also used this trick, so I'll give it back to you."
.”
Wu Xiaofang's body suddenly twitched and bent like a shrimp, and his internal organs were in severe pain that seemed to be shattered. The veins in his neck were exposed, and a roaring beast-like cry came from deep in his throat, and he could not utter a word.
Lin Beichen lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.
Simple and dark.
But hard enough.
Fight against [Light Tracer Sword] without leaving any trace.
It's a good sword.
Canglang.
The sword is sheathed.
"I said that I just like to step on pretentious geniuses like you. Now, do you believe it?"
He walked up to Wu Xiaofang, bent down, lowered his voice, and said quietly: "Actually, I really want to thank you. My dear senior brother Xiaofang, without the twenty gold coins you gave me, I wouldn't be where I am now.
In terms of strength, you are really a good person who helps me in times of need. I will always remember your generosity and be forever grateful to you for eight generations of my ancestors."
Wu Xiaofang opened his eyes wide. Although he couldn't understand what Lin Beichen was talking about, his intuition told him that he seemed to have done something wrong.
Lin Beichen smiled and said: "This last kick is given for free... let's go!"
Bang!
Wu Xiaofang was kicked off the ring directly.
No one caught him below, and he fell hard to the ground.
He passed out on the spot.
Many students in Class 1 tacitly agreed not to see Wu Xiaofang lying on the ground twitching.
On weekdays, this genius student is in class, but he is domineering, domineering, and bossing around. He often bullies his classmates. It's just because he studies well and is strong, so everyone has to compliment him on the surface. Now?
They were all beaten to death by Lin Beichen.
How dare you show off in class again?
The image collapsed.
On the contrary, the students in Class 9 cheered.
"Senior Brother Lin, you are so relieved."
"Senior Brother Lin, I apologize to you. You are the pride of our Class Nine."
"I love you, Senior Brother Lin."
Cheers and cheers erupted under the ring.
Among them is Lin Xueyin, the top class flower from Class 9.
Lin, the usually soft-spoken, gentle and shy lady, was already screaming loudly with several nymphomaniac female students in the class, her face was as red as a cooked crab shell, and her expression was very serious.
Excited, as if he was a different person.
Cheng Ku, Xue Yue, and Yin Yi, who had been injured by Wu Xiaofang before, were even more injured and wrapped in bandages. With the support of their classmates, they stood in the crowd. At this time, the wounds were bleeding in excitement, and they were also shouting loudly.
Cheers and thanks.
Lin Beichen really breathed a sigh of relief for them.
Many students in Class 9 have a vague sense of pride in their hearts.
Any thoughts of being a prodigal, a playboy, or a scumbag were completely thrown out of his mind.
Now they only have one thought in their minds——
Lin Beichen is so fucking awesome.
Chu Hen, the grade director on the auditorium, breathed a long sigh of relief and sat back slowly, his heart finally falling back into his stomach.
"Hey? Classmate Wu Xiaofang is injured? Come quickly and send classmate Wu Xiaofang to the medical department for treatment."
After a long time, Chu Hen said loudly as if he just realized it.
An instructor came over and carried the unconscious Wu Xiaofang away.
Ding Sanshi, the invigilator and instructor, announced loudly: "The result of the competition is that Lin Beichen wins!"
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