Chapter 153: Immediately

The first and fifth chapters are on the verge
When Xiao Fan, Fatty and Xiaojin came out of the inner courtyard, they instantly saw Guo Shichen's murderous eyes, and the two couldn't help but shudder.
"For what you can see, we only stayed for two days. The top five in the Yancheng Autumn Hunting team last time counts as one day, this time even if we paid for the shots." The fat man owed a look.
"If you don't win, each will pay 10 million lower-grade soul stones!" Guo Shichen gritted his teeth.
The fat man shrank his neck and stopped talking immediately. It was Xiao Fan with a calm face. He is now a rich man, and he can still get ten to twenty million low-grade soul stones.
"I'm a little sleepy, take a rest and do tomorrow's things tomorrow." Xiao Fan yawned, walked directly into the dormitory, and fell asleep.
"I'm tired too, Xiaojin, let's go." Fatty ran faster than a rabbit, and he didn't want to face Guo Shichen alone.
A cool breeze blew, only Guo Shichen stood in the dark night, his figure looked a little lonely, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Guo Shichen.
"Fu Bo, am I right to do this?" Guo Shichen's cynical look disappeared, and some were just awe-inspiring, completely different from before.
"My Kamikaze Academy has been in decline for hundreds of years, and we have done our duty." Fubo said, his expression a bit diffuse.
"However, Xiao Fan is still a child after all, and the endless battle spirit is passed on to him. The pressure he will face in the future is not imaginable." Guo Shichen took a deep breath.
"Only children have infinite possibilities, don't they? Xiao Fan is a person with firm determination and emphasizing love and righteousness. Besides, the endless battle is just on him. This is fate!" Fu Bo shook his head.
"It stands to reason that the Endless Battle Tome should have belonged to the old dean. The old dean has disappeared for so many years, and the endless battle tome suddenly appeared. Thinking about it, Xiao Fan should have seen the old dean." Guo Shichen nodded.
"Old Mo is probably in Xiaocheng. I've been to Xiao's house before, but I didn't find Old Mo. Maybe he was hiding from me on purpose." Fu Bo sighed.
"The dean has also been away for several years. I have been looking for the old dean. I probably haven't found it. I think, when the old dean comes back, my Shenfeng Academy can continue to recruit students." Guo Shichen said.
"What's next, I'll talk about it later." Fubo patted Guo Shichen on the shoulder. As soon as the voice fell, the person had disappeared.
"In the future, who is predictable?" Guo Shichen sighed and blended into the night.
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In the early morning of the next day, the Square of the Warlord Academy was already crowded with people, and it was surrounded by water. Today, it happened to be a three-day agreement between the Sword Dynasty and the Warlord Academy.
In the center of the square, there were nine figures standing, headed by an old man and a middle-aged man, the two of them looked around with indifference.
Behind the two, there were seven young men and women, it was the Qiye Xiao Fan and the others met in the Soul Beast Mountain Range.
"Time is up, where are the people from the Warlord Academy? What about the people from the Dayan Dynasty?" Suddenly, a young man stepped forward, proudly raised his head, and scanned the audience indifferently.
Arrogant! Not just arrogant!
Did not take Brother Dayan to his heart at all, this was a naked provocation!
"Boy, don't be too mad, don't walk around Dayan when the time comes, lie down and go back, or even accidentally kill your life here."
"Damn, deceive people so much, I really want to go up and get that kid's ears, I really think I am invincible in the world!"
"Where is my Dayan genius? Go up and kill him!"
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar at the scene, and the monks of the Dayan Dynasty looked at the young man angrily.
"Don't whisper off the court, there is a kind of battle, talk under the sword, regardless of life or death!" The young man smiled indifferently, drew his sword, and scanned the crowd watching the monks.
Pointing at a person with a sword is impolite, but the young men of the Sword Dynasty ignored everything.
"Zhao Wubing of the Great Yan Dynasty, ask your wise man!" Suddenly a figure appeared in the crowd, and saw a young man walking forward, hunting in his black robe, his sword eyebrows and stars, his face like a jade crown, his eyes revealed Peerless and sharp, with a hint of arrogance invisible.
"Zhao Wubing, kill him!" The crowd became excited when they saw Zhao Wubing. After all, Zhao Wubing was also the third best in the hospital.
"There's still a kind of breed." The young man stepped forward and said part-time Zhao Wubing: "My six nights' undead and unnamed people, please sign up and give you a happy one."
"Zhao Wubing College, Zhao Wubing!" Zhao Wubing raised his brows, and suddenly there was a dark long sword in his hand, and a sharp air burst out.
"Suffer to death." Liuye stepped on the sky, his body jumped into the air, countless sword qi whizzing around him.
"Sword power?" Zhao Wubing's dark eyes flickered, and when Liuye approached, Zhao Wubing suddenly moved.
With one step forward, suddenly, a monstrous sword force counterattacked, and the sword aura whistled in the air. In this sword force, there was a chilling killing intent.
"Swordsmanship, Zhao Wubing also understands swordsmanship." The crowd screamed, with excitement in their eyes.
Among the crowd, Su Muyu looked at Zhao Wubing worriedly. Zhao Wubing only broke through the Zhanzong Realm not long ago, but the opponent has been polished in the Zhanzong Realm for a long time.
Liuye saw the sword on the opposite side, his expression finally changed, the other side's aura was not much weaker than him, so he had to treat it with caution.
Ding Ding Ding!
The two swords collided fiercely in the void, wiping out a piercing and sharp sound, and the void sparks everywhere, and some low-level monks could not capture the two of them.
fast! too fast!
This is the advantage of sword repair, and the speed of sword repair is far very comparable.
"It's too slow! If this is your limit speed, then you can die!" Liu Ye grinned suddenly, and suddenly, on top of his head, a bright sword appeared with a sharp air. Burst out.
The next moment, Liu Ye's speed soared in vain, with a cruel smile on his face and a sword swung towards Zhao Wubing.
puff! Zhao Wuyi reacted very quickly, but was still stabbed in his left shoulder by a long sword, and a splash of blood spilled into the void.
"Sixth-Rank Battle Spirit Liuyun Sword?" Zhao Wubing smiled slightly, and a thick murderous aura flashed through his eyes.
"Now I know that I'm afraid? Sword Fighting Soul, but one of the fastest attacking Fighting Souls in the same rank." Liu Ye looked at Zhao Wuyao proudly, extremely arrogant.
"Afraid?" Zhao Wubing licked his lips, showing a cruel smile, "Do you really want to see what real speed is?"
"Wow~" A crow roar sounded, and on top of Zhao Wubing's head, a three-foot-sized black crow roared, and the black crow exuded a peerless and vicious air.
"Seventh-Rank Battle Soul Cracking Sky Crow?!" Liu Ye's expression changed wildly. Although his Liuyun Sword Battle Soul was almost invincible at the same level, his opponent was a seventh-Rank Battle Soul, and it was still a flying battle soul. Not one level.
"puff!"
Before he could come back to his senses, several blood beams burst out from him, the speed was more than one level faster than him.
"How about the speed you are proud of?" Zhao Wubing's voice sounded with disdain.
Than speed? At that time, Xiao Fan could survive with that domineering sword, so how could his speed be slow?
"We lost this battle!"
When more than a dozen sword marks appeared on Liuye, in the distance, a middle-aged man from the Sword Dynasty suddenly called