His lonely eyes shot out with dazzling brilliance.
This moment is even a little bright!
Even if I don't live long, this represents Baiyun Martial Academy's first decisive victory, and I want it!
There was a soft pop.
A sword pierced the chest.
It should have gone straight to the heart, but Ding Ziran changed the direction a little.
A sword thrust through the chest.
Must kill!
It happened when Shen Changshan was so proud that he stretched out his hand to grab the fruits of victory, but was killed by Ding Juran with a single sword!
This sword cut off all suspense. It also cut off the illusion of complete victory in Tianren Wuyuan.
The entire venue couldn't help but exclaimed.
The long sword flashed, and half of the blade was exposed behind Shen Changshan. Blood, bright red and dazzling, dripped down from it.
Ding Juran held the hilt of his sword and stopped in front of Shen Changshan's chest, motionless.
He couldn't move. If he moved at this time, Shen Changshan might die.
Medical staff flew onto the stage.
The outcome is clear.
In this battle, Ding Juran wins!
Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, with its strength obviously lagging behind, used the weak to defeat the strong and managed to win the first city with great difficulty!
In the first row, everyone from the Tianren Martial Academy had frozen expressions.
Since the beginning of the competition, Ding Juran has always been a right-handed swordsman, passing through all levels and defeating many masters with his sword.
All the way till now.
No one knew that what he was really good at was the left-handed sword! And he hid it until the last move in the finals.
Then he took action to fight back.
Shen Changshan has been carried away.
The referee announced that Ding Juran was the winner.
Just as Ding Juran was about to step down, he suddenly felt a sword intent envelope him.
In an instant, I just felt horrified. The natural sword bone suddenly reacted, and my whole body seemed to have condensed into a sword, and I turned around suddenly.
But he met Ningxue Jian's sword-like eyes.
Ning Xuejian whispered: "Your name is Ding Juran?"
Ding Ziran bowed: "Ding Ziran pays homage to Master Jian."
As soon as he bowed, Ningxue Jian was observing carefully.
Under the urging of his sword intent, even though Ding Juran bowed, the sword intent on his body was not weakened at all.
"good!"
Ningxue Jian was originally forced to come here by Dongfang Sansan, but at this moment, he was really happy to see him.
He said softly: "Ding Juran, are you willing to learn the sword from me?!"
Ding Juran's eyes suddenly burst into an extremely bright light.
At this moment, he almost glowed.
He nodded heavily and said with great excitement: "I do!"
He suddenly felt that he had a chance to turn his life around! At this moment, Ding Juran's heart almost stopped!
Everyone is stunned!
Master Jian is coming to receive a successor. This is just a rumor. Unexpectedly, I actually witnessed this with my own eyes!
He has taken a fancy to Ding Juran!
The four of Mo Gan Yun, Above Autumn Clouds, Singing in the Rain, and Jing Shuanggao cheered and jumped up.
I really can’t help but feel excited!
Ding Juran finally found his own way!
The four of them suddenly felt that even if they lost, it was worth it.
Ningxue Jian laughed and said, "Come with me now."
Ding Jingran was stunned for a moment and said: "Sir, can you give me some time?"
Suddenly, everyone in the entire venue became anxious for him.
Ningxue Sword accepts a disciple, what are you waiting for?
Don't offend the noble man!
Ning Xuejian smiled and said, "Why?"
"I want to see if we can win this battle." Ding Juran lowered his head and said.
"Raise your head and speak." Ningxue Jian said.
"yes."
Ding Juran raised his head, showing his thin face, and said, "I also want to say goodbye to my friends."
His eyes flashed and he said: "The most important thing is, my boss, I haven't said goodbye to him yet!"
"Your boss?" Ningxuejian had a strange look in his eyes.
"Yes, my boss!"
Ding Jieran said decisively.
Ningxue Jian smiled and said: "Then, I will wait for a while."
"Thank you, Master Jian!"
…
The whole audience was completely speechless.
For such a childish reason, Ningxue Jian actually... agreed?
The competition continues.
"The Baiyun Martial Arts Academy sings in the rain, and wishes the Heavenly Martial Arts Academy a blessing over the sea."
The intensity of this second battle left everyone stunned.
I don't understand at all. Why are these students from Baiyun Martial Arts Academy so capable of fighting when they are clearly lagging behind in cultivation? Moreover, in terms of momentum, when they are at a disadvantage, they are actually more powerful than those who have the upper hand.
What is the reason for this?
Sing in the Rain has a profound foundation, and Zhu Jianghai is one and a half martial arts levels higher than Sing in the Rain.
Sing in the Rain relied on its foundation to cling to Zhu Jianghai.
Now in his mind, it was all about Wu Zhibing's battle.
Wu Zhibing can fight tooth and nail, why can't I, Sing in the Rain, bring honor back to the Wuyuan?
Sing in the Rain was at a disadvantage from the beginning of the first half, but he persisted and pestered Zhu Jianghai to attack fiercely. Taking advantage of his deep foundation and quick recovery, he forced Zhu Jianghai to fight hard.
spell.
Even if you get punched three times, you still have to punch the other person once.
After fighting all the way to the end, both of them were inhuman form and their foundation was completely exhausted.
In the last few fights, the strength was smaller than that of a naughty boy. They brushed each other's body and then lay down together.
The two of them lay on the ring, panting.
"I didn't lose! I didn't lose!" Song in the Rain murmured to himself.
Opposite me, Zhu Jianghai was also lying on his back: "I didn't lose, I didn't lose..."
Both were completely weak.
But he held on without fainting.
Stare hard, bite your lips, and stay awake.
Because whoever faints means losing.
The referee announced: "This battle is a draw! Currently, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy has one win and one draw!"
After hearing these words, the two of them fainted together.
Evened.
value!
Then came the third battle, between Baiyun Martial Academy Mo Ganyun and Tianren Martial Academy Lu Youlin.
The two came on stage, and the audience burst into laughter.
Because it is rare to see such two giant men fighting!
Don't dare to say two meters and three meters.
And this Deer Youlin is actually about 2.27 meters tall.
The same five big and three thick, majestic to the extreme!
Suddenly everyone felt like they were in the kingdom of giants.
Even Ningxue Jian had a stunned smile in his eyes.
At this time, Fang Che finally woke up from his meditation.
I just feel like my understanding of kendo has taken another step forward.
When they were in the stands, two giant men were already on stage at the same time, and they couldn't help but laugh at them.
"Why did it change to two big guys? Where is Ding Juran?"
Fang Che asked.
Several girls nearby pouted resentfully: "You ignored me just now. Ding Juran has been down there for a long time... and now it's the third scene."
"So fast..."
"We don't dare to disturb you when we see you practicing... Do you know this Mo Ganyun? He's so cute. Especially with the red cloth wrapped around him, he's so majestic. It's said to be called the Red Heavenly Lord. Although the boys are laughing at it, we feel that he is really powerful.
.”
A girl has stars in her eyes.
Fang Che had a dark look on his face.
Hong Tianzun is mighty!
This can attract girls.
On stage.
Lu Youlin laughed and said, "Mo Ganyun, I've been paying attention to you for a long time."
"Really? I pay attention to you too." Mo Ganyun said.
"There's something strange to me. The red piece of cloth on your head has Chao Fang Che written on it!"
Lu Youlin said: "Many people asked you before, but you didn't mean anything. Can you say it now?"
Mo Ganyun hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and said, "Since we are of similar stature, I will tell you if you ask me."
Suddenly the audience burst into laughter.
This reason is really interesting.
The bodies are almost the same.
But to be honest, if you want to find someone who is similar to you two and has similar strength in the entire continent, I'm afraid there may not be one.
Someone shouted in the audience: "You two are a couple!"
Suddenly there was a roar of laughter.
Mo Ganyun himself laughed and said: "Fang Che is our boss; his strength is much higher than ours, so my goal is to surpass him! It's actually that simple!"
Lu Youlin said in surprise: "Your boss? What grade are you in?"
"What grade are you in? They are all in the first grade just like us."
Mo Ganyun said proudly: "This time, our boss didn't come, otherwise, Boss Fang would beat you guys from Tianren Martial Academy just like beating his son!"
Mo Ganyun's voice was louder, and when the words spread, many people immediately heard them.
Fang Che's face darkened.
This idiot really doesn't know that this sentence offends people.
It's like beating a son!
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
Suddenly, Lu Youlin on the stage, Xue Wanshi and others below the stage all looked ugly.
Even the countless people from the Celestial Martial Academy in the audience had angry expressions on their faces.
Don't dare to be complacent.
He said it on purpose, because there was a 90% chance that he would lose in the first-year finals. At this time, even though Mo Ganyun knew that he would offend someone, he still wanted to drag Fang Che out to save his respect.
Otherwise, where would the reputation of Baiyun Martial Academy be put?
In Mo Ganyun's heart, it's okay to offend others. I'm from the Mo family, so what should I be afraid of?
Mo Ganyun had to say that he was still a little bit mean-spirited.
"Since your boss is so awesome, why don't you come to join the battle?" Lu Youlin's smile became cold.
Mo Ganyun said: "My boss naturally has a reason for not coming. Do you care? He thinks that it is enough for us to beat you! There is no need for him to take action!"
Lu Youlin laughed loudly, full of sarcasm, and said: "Maybe I can beat your boss Fang Che like I beat my grandson!"
When Mo Ganyun heard him insulting Fang Che, he suddenly became furious: "Are you looking for death!?"
"You are the one seeking death!"
The two of them were like two ancient giant beasts, fiercely colliding with each other.
There was a bang.
The arena suddenly shook.
Everyone's eyes were straight.
The arena shaken by Wu Zhibing and others in fifth grade, we admit it. But why are you two first graders so fierce?
But when I think about their body shapes, I suddenly understand: Oh, it should be.
As soon as the two started fighting, it was as if there were explosions everywhere on the stage, with endless booming and thundering sounds.
Off stage.
The girl asked Fang Che: "Junior, do you know the boss Mo Ganyun is Fang Che?"
"We know each other very well," Fang Che said.
"What does it look like?" the girl asked curiously, and the others also pricked up their little ears.
"He looks average, about the same as me." Fang Che said.
"Then it's not ugly. Is he very powerful?"
"It's okay. It's not very high. It's about the same as me."
"Oh, it seems that you are still an expert, junior, hehe."