The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

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The school coaching whip was broken, and many people saw the meaning of the implied.

Wang Zhen on the stage couldn't avoid it. He had already received five sticks and felt the same pain in his bones. Luo Mingchuan shot too fast, did not give him a time to open, and then this is a serious injury to the roots of the bones ... he bites his teeth, what face and the martial art of the door are all unwilling to take care of it.

Suddenly he looked white and cold.

He found himself...can't speak!

The thoughts are chaotic, and there is a stick on the back, a burning pain.

Under the stage, only Luo Mingchuan's shots were getting faster and faster, and the heavy sticks were woven into a large net, completely covering the opponent.

Wang Zhen’s heart was awkward, but his eyes widened and he could not say a word. There is no sword in his hand, and the real element is consumed in the resistance of the stick. At this time, he can only avoid it.

Luo Mingchuan did not use the real yuan again, and he could not escape because of his body.

Yin Yi feels embarrassed.

No reason, Wang Zhen still does not admit defeat.

Soon he thought that coaching the whip in order to prevent the punishment of the students yelling and affecting the order, there is a note to seal the airflow over the scorpion. Similar to the 'forbidden order'.

It was just this trick that was abolished as early as three hundred years, and no one used it anymore. If it wasn't for him who had read thousands of classics in the night book building, and there were academic sources, he wouldn't know the coaching and the trick.

And Luo Mingchuan's coaching whip is more powerful and more rigorous than the current school used to constrain the students, and it is more true.

No one in the audience saw the clue.

In addition to lamenting Luo Mingchuan's extensive knowledge, he did not read in the school, such a practice will be, and others noticed Wang Zhen.

"I don't think this person is so sturdy, hurts like this and doesn't admit defeat!"

The voice just fell, and he was at the same door, and the younger disciple scolded him.

"What kind of stupidity, stupidity! If you are hurting the roots of the spirit, how can you go after the practice of the future?! You must not learn him!"

Others nodded and said yes.

Luo Mingchuan, as a master of Yan Yashan, many disciples know him and he is very impressed with him.

"That person will not admit defeat soon! He does not admit defeat, Luo brother has to fight all the time, how tired!"

"Luo Shi brother is really liberal, knowing that the other party is unable to fight again, and now it is not necessary to even send the real yuan."

Occasionally one or two sentences were passed to the ears of Bao Puzong, and they felt incredible when they were angry.

There is a protective array method to prevent the overflow of the real yuan and the stage. It also has an isolation array to prevent the intervention of the strong under the stage and affect the competition on the stage. Only the East Qingjian Swords can control the formation in the event of an accident, so as to avoid major casualties.

At this moment, Luo Mingchuan no longer uses the real yuan, Wang Zhen is only suffering from skin and wounds, obviously will not hurt human life.

Wang Zhen himself did not admit defeat, and the elders who presided over the formation of the law did not mean to stop calling. Anyway, the first round of the fight has a time limit, and it is good to announce the outcome in time.

He came to faintly feel that something was wrong. It was clear that Wang Zhen had already spoken to him before he took the stage. He looked at Wang Zhen's expression carefully and suddenly thought of a possibility, maybe... he couldn't admit defeat!

The face of He Lai suddenly changed.

In fact, Yin Yue also feels strange. According to common sense, this practice is not enough. It seems that there is still a way to violate the gentleman.

Then, he suddenly heard the laughter of the paragraph.

The more Yin Yin didn't understand it, the words came over and whispered. "Four brothers, saying that you are ignoring the fire, the rumors of repairing the damage, the earliest is the spread of this Wang Zhen..."

After this road, Duan Chongxuan has no hostility towards Luomingchuan.

"He couldn't keep his mouth before, and Luo's brother let him not open his mouth at this time."

The more Yin Yin suddenly remembered, on the Panlongling, Luo Mingchuan once said that my generation of practitioners, there is always the time to draw the sword.

Luo Mingchuan is not an absolute Madonna.

He has principles and means, will not deceive people, and will not let others bully. It is precisely "the gentleman does something and does something."

Yin Yi feels that his previous understanding of Luo Mingchuan was too biased.

At this time, Wang Zhen on the platform was using all his strength and shouted, "I admit defeat!..."

Almost at the same moment, the bell rang, and the deacon of the Qingjian Swordsman sang. "Time is up... The end of the game, Luyashan Luomingchuan wins."

Luo Mingchuan Shi Shiran took his hand and jumped down the platform.

Immediately, there was a disciple from Baozong who went up and lifted Wang Zhen, who had a swollen face.

This fight began in an unexpected way and ended in the same way.

The disciples of Yan Yashan no longer cheered, perhaps because the other side looked too miserable, perhaps influenced by the temperament of Luo Mingchuan, and they all took out the heavy salute and humiliation of the big door.

But each of them has a proud and proud smile, and it seems to be honored.

On the contrary, it is the reason that this kind of win should be sent to the party. It is more embarrassing and annoying than the loud cheer.

He came to calm down, because he thought that tomorrow he would meet with Yin Yin.

This is very good. From the beginning of Yecheng, to the recent two days of fighting, whether it is Duan Chongxuan or Luo Mingchuan, he has accumulated a lot of anger, like a fire in his heart, not venting, it will burn Die yourself.

There was a sudden burst of swaying over the Qingjian Swordsman, because Zhongshan was going to play.

The eyes of everyone have been drawn to the past.

Fighting against Zhongshan is a disciple who is born in the south of the country and has a reputation. In addition to being annoyed by his bad luck, he seems to have accepted the fate of the arrangement, frustrated and beaten the tension.

People are more concerned about the performance of Zhongshan than his reaction.

At this time, the field calmed down, few people whispered, and seemed to worry about a little distraction, they would miss the shot of Zhongshan.

In the Southland, there are not many people who have seen Zhongshan in person, let alone the other four continents.

However, this famous young man has no eye-catching facial features.

Perhaps it was because the sword on his waist was too dazzling and overwhelmed his own brilliance.

Yin Yi looked at it at a glance, only to notice the other side's straight eyebrows, the **** and very thin lips.

But in the early morning, the direct gaze of electricity, such as electricity, he will not forget.

This is a very dangerous person.

The two of them just stood on the ring, and the disciple suddenly screamed at the view of Zhongshan. "I recognize..."

"boom!……"

A loud noise!

A figure flies high and squats directly on the edge of the ring, raising a burst of smoke and blood fog!

The smoke was stirred up when he fell. The blood mist was sprayed on the abdominal cavity by the scabbard, but it appeared almost at the same time.

The wind and rain swords are not sheathed and have already wounded people.

Too fast.

When the people came back, Zhong Shan had stepped down and walked away. He did not go in the direction of the Qingjian swords, but returned to the city.

But no one called him.

There was silence on the stage.

Yin Yue is more and more condensed.

Because he saw that the first hit on the opponent is not the real element on the scabbard, but the spilled sword.

That sword seems to be extremely casual, only to hurt people by the realm of the other party and the violent real. But what makes him more vigilant is that the kendo is exposed in the show of Zhongshan.

Thunder hits and retracts freely.

The other three sides of the battle have not seen the ceremony, and Zhongshan has already ended.

Therefore, the deacons of the Qingjianjian faction began to arrange for the next game to be played on both sides of this battle.

“Yu Yashan’s Xiaolian’s pair of Baozong Zhouyue...”

Xiaolian Xiao smiled at He Wei and told her not to worry. Then I lifted the skirt and went to the stage.

When she stood on the stage, many people just returned from the shock of Zhongshan.

阮 Xiaolian white skirt silver with frosty color, the whole body does not have a weapon, looks like a white lotus with a cool breeze.

Compared with the bright and bright style of the sects of the sects, this kind of pitiful temperament obviously makes many male disciples shine.

Even the least sturdy Qingjian swordsmen whispered at a time.

The person standing opposite her smiled.

The original lottery was a bit worried about Shangyashan, Zhou Yue, especially when he heard that the other side was similar to his realm.

But today I saw such a weak female flow, obviously it was my luck.

When the two met the ceremony, Zhou Yue wanted to laugh at each other. "This sister..."

Just see each other punching! Carrying the majestic real yuan directly to the door!

The fist in the blink of an eye is close!

Zhou Yue was shocked and only took the sword and rushed back!

Many people think that this is a similar situation in both sides of the test, and it should be deadlocked for a long time.

Then they watched, the weak white lotus was bare-handed, and the eight-footed man was screamed and punched to the flesh. And Zhou Yue’s sword is under her boxing shadow, and she can’t open it!

He Yan is proud to say, "Xiao Lian is practicing a downhill punch, and he will be caught by his bells and whistles!"

Duan Chongxuan coughed and explained, "This kind of practice is similar to the wind and thunder of the second division..."

Yin Yue has also seen it. Xiao Xiaolian may have no advantage over others. However, this Zhou Yue’s sword is a good thing, and the practice is really exquisite, but unfortunately not proficient.

It happened that when I met Xiao Lilian’s ‘one force to drop ten meetings,’ there was only a beating.

Some young disciples have turned their heads away. They can't bear to look at nature naturally because they feel that Zhou Yue is too miserable, but they don't know how to face Xiao Lilian who is holding up his sleeves.

Yin Yue sympathizes with them, and the goddess disillusionates this kind of blow, which is comparable to the fire.

The shadow of the sun is slanting, and the drums are faintly heard on the drum tower in the city.

Another day, the folding will end than the test.

The younger generations of these practitioners, some people laughed with the people around them, talking about the harvest of today’s watching, and some people worrying about playing tomorrow, listening to the same door and encouraging.

They are moving in different directions. They are all the same, full of uneasiness and expectation for the future.

The dying sun pulled their shadows obliquely, but they did not add any anger, but they showed great vitality.

******

The sects have joys and sorrows. As of today, the promotion rate of Yan Yashan is not bad. It is the first in the ‘one mountain and three factions’.

As for the two battles between Luo Mingchuan and Zhongshan, the ordinary Yecheng people can't understand, and even regret it for not being wonderful. But for the practitioners, it is of great significance.

Zhongshan is not famous, and the wind and rain swords are also in the sheath.

But another thing is obviously more talkative.

The news at the Folding Flower Festival has been flying fast, so from Yecheng to the whole south, I know the disciples of Bao Puzong, and I was taught by Luo Mingchuan, the first person in the world.

Hearing such remarks, Bao Puzong’s disciples will say that Yan Yashan has always been unreasonable and arrogant, but when I really send no one? He will be fighting the Juggernaut disciple tomorrow! Let them see what is the style of the big door.

Bao Puzong came to 28 people, and five people have been eliminated in the first round. This promotion ratio is already high compared to other small sects.

However, Bao Puzong has always been indistinguishable from the Yaya Mountain. This time, it seems to be inferior. More importantly, what happened in the last two days has made them very angry.

Therefore, it is especially important to compare the Yin and Yue in tomorrow.

Not only did it come, but everyone in Bao Puzong felt that there was a anger in the chamber to vent.

The closer you are to the fight, the calmer the face will be. On the contrary, the heart is getting more and more excited.

Tomorrow he will be famous for defeating the Juggernaut. How can it not be expected?

In the small courtyard by the autumn lake, the Yin Yin under the Guangyulan became calmer.

Tomorrow will be his first battle to enter the world. Perhaps many people will come to see it, but he does not think it has any special significance.

He has watched many battles on the sidelines, and the war is in full swing. He needs an enemy to verify his recent feelings.

That's it.