Chapter 157: daily

The Xianchenlou opened, Liang Banhu and Qijian came out, and the priests of the palace announced that the seven were the winners, which caused an uproar in the field, but they did not react. They whispered something, and seemed to care about clothes everywhere. There are cracks, blood stains everywhere, and there are still remnants of the Holy Light after the treatment.
They walked down the stone steps and walked towards the stream, continuing to whisper all the way.
Some of the candidates were closer, only to hear that the brothers and sisters were actually discussing each other's previous battles. You didn't use the right move. That trick, you were too slow...
In these years, the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God are the idols or targets of many young generations of practitioners. These seven examples of disciples from the Mountain Sword Sect are circulating in the world and are topics that many people like to talk about. Yu Yizhao's sword test was a rare defeat of the Seven Kingdoms of the Kingdom of God, and it was turned over and over by research reviews.
But few people have seen the battle between their teachers and brothers.
Until today, people know why the young generation of Lishan Jianzong is so powerful, and why the light of the seven laws of the kingdom of God is so dazzling.
Fighting against each other is actually effortless, but do not remember to resent, because in their view, these are just ordinary things.
It is unusual to do this ordinary thing every day, how can it not be strong off the mountain?
Tang Thirty-six looked at the four Lishan Jianzong disciples at the river bank, and was somewhat lost and said: "It turns out that I lost to Liang Banhu is a matter of course, and seven are far better than me."
The losses and strong points here are not real strength, but something else.
Chen Changsheng said: "We can learn from them."
Tang Thirty-six glanced at him and said, "How to learn? Didn't you find out that Liang Banhu was very happy to lose, and really happy."
"Ok?"
"In the Dynasty test, they can enjoy the sword without worrying about disability or death, which makes them very happy."
"and so?"
"I'm not such a monster, I can't learn, I admit defeat."
There are not many priests who appear in front of the candidates from entering the palace in the early morning to the academy in the Aoba world, from Zhaowen Temple to Xichenlou, but in fact, the entire palace, more precisely the entire state education system They are all serving the dynasty test. There are many priests who cannot see the candidates doing various jobs. It is difficult to die in the dynasty test.
When he walked into the Xiechen Building again, Chen Changsheng deliberately looked upstairs without seeing anyone, and then he saw his opponent.
In the third round of the game, his opponent was a little girl. It was the little sister of Saint Maiden, Ye Xiaolian, who mocked and humiliated him on the Shinto side.
The Saint Maiden Peak, like the Changsheng Sect, is the two major lineages in the southern state religion system. It has many mountain gates. Ye Xiaolian comes from Cijian Temple. The information provided by the Jiaotong Office for the State Religious Academy clearly states that This little girl has good qualifications for practice, and when she reaches her age, she may enter Nanxizhai directly. Of course, she can only go outside to practice.
No matter how good the practice qualifications are, Ye Xiaolian’s age is too young. As one of the youngest contestants in the Dynasty test, her state is very unstable. Logically speaking, it is difficult to enter the third round of the battle, but her The signing was very good, and the first round of the victory was very smooth. The opponent in the second round was a folk student who passed the preparatory examination to participate in the Dachao test. Her realm is similar to that of her opponent. The mountain gate magic implement that she carried with her was lucky enough to win this one. After she went out of the Xiechenlou, she threw herself into the arms of her sister and cried for a surprise.
In the third round of drawing, she heard Chen Changsheng's name and she knew her good luck was finally over.
Ye Xiaolian looked at Chen Changsheng, his young child's face was full of nervousness, slightly whitish.
On Shinto that day, she scolded Chen Changsheng for the toad who wanted to eat Phoenix meat. She always thought that Chen Changsheng was a useless waste. However, who could think that Chen Changsheng had actually been connected for two rounds. Huo Guang, who defeated Huaiyuan, is different from her excellent signing luck. Of course, she relies on her own strength.
Ye Xiaolian knew that he was not Chen Changsheng's opponent, and he felt even more nervous when thinking of offending this person.
At this moment, the examiner's voice came from the second floor: "Ready, let's start."
Chen Changsheng looked at Ye Xiaolian and nodded.
After being glanced at by him, Ye Xiaolian was irresistibly scared, her eyes were reddish, and her dress was trembling.
Chen Changsheng was stunned, thinking what happened?
Ye Xiaolian was really frightened, her body trembling, and the string of bells on her wrist trembling with it, making a crisp sound of impact.
The crisp bell made her awake. She summoned up her courage and threw the bell on her wrist towards Chen Changsheng.
She was more than ten feet away from Chen Changsheng, and the string of bells came to Chen Changsheng in an instant.
This string of bells is the Sanskrit bellows of Cijian Temple, which is totally incomparable with legendary level instruments like Qianli Niu, but it also has a very powerful power, compared to the one that fell in the Tiandaoyuan encountered in the first round of the battle. Umbrella can't be too weak, otherwise she won't be able to directly defeat her opponent with this magic weapon in the second round.
I don’t know what metal this string of bells is made of. The tether is faintly with a sharp sword. There is a certain kind of breath hidden in the crisp voice, which can interfere with the true element of the practitioner. It’s just Ye Xiaolian’s luck. It seems that it was really used up in the first few rounds. At this time, her opponent Chen Changsheng's weakest is the number of Zhenyuan, and he does not need Zhenyuan to fight.
He punched forward with his right hand, and then his fingers spread out in the air, blooming like a flower, grasping the string of Sanskrit bells to the extreme.
Brahma Bell trembles in his palm, seemingly struggling, delivering great power to the surroundings, and the breath that interferes with the operation of Zhenyuan is becoming more and more fierce.
The operation of the true yuan in Chen Changsheng's body was indeed greatly affected. The problem is that even if Brahma Bell did nothing, his true yuan operation was difficult to smooth, and his meridians were originally broken.
He didn't use the real element, only the strength of his body, he held the string of Sanskrit bells tightly in his hand.
when! when! when!
Brahma Bell trembles violently, struggling, trying to jump out of his grasp, but never can.
After the countdown time, the Brahma Bell finally quieted down and stopped in his palm.
Ye Xiaolian looked at the scene and completely forgot that he was fighting. He covered his mouth with his hands and was astonished.
The Fanyin Bell was given to her by the teacher of Cijian Temple. She knew very well how powerful this string of Fanyin Bells was flying, and it was difficult to be controlled. She had thought that Chen Changsheng could have many ways to easily make Fanyin The bell lost its function, but I never thought that Chen Changsheng actually held the Brahma Bell directly with the palm of his hand.
The clear ringtone disappeared, and there was silence in the Xichen Building.
Ye Xiaolian was shocked and speechless, with no next move at all.
Chen Changsheng did not continue to shoot, holding the string of bells, looking at the second floor.
The room on the second floor was still quiet. I don’t know if it was shocked by Chen Changsheng’s inhuman power or because of other reasons, no one spoke.
Mo Yu said indifferently: "Do you really think he will humiliate a little girl? He is not Tang Tang."
This sentence uncovered some secret intentions and made a decision.
A priest from the palace appeared by the fence on the second floor, looking at Ye Xiaolian and asked, "Acknowledge defeat?"
Ye Xiaolian nodded, her eyes red.
Chen Changsheng put the Brahma Bell on the yellow sand at his feet and turned to walk outside the Xichen Building.
He didn't speak badly about this little girl who had humiliated him, nor ignored her.
Ye Xiaolian stared at his footsteps, and suddenly felt a little helpless.
Previously, she was ready to be defeated by Chen Changsheng and then humiliated, but did not expect him to do so.
After leaving the Xichenlou, Chen Changsheng walked back to the forest bank.
Ye Xiaolian walked back to her sister, raised her sleeves, and wiped her tears.
"Li Xiang Xiang Xi Yu?"
Tang Thirty-six looked at Chen Changsheng sneered and said, "So who am I?"
Chen Changsheng asked, "What would you do if you were replaced with you?"
Tang Thirty-six thought about it and found that he could not do anything. He doesn’t like the little girl named Ye Xiaolian, who can speak harshly, because the quarrel depends on the character skills and vital capacity, and the degree of shamelessness, but he can’t say that he really beat her up? Wouldn't it be the strong and the weak?
The next thing to play is to drop.
The four Huaiyuan scholars who participated in the Dachao Examination now have two people left. Her opponent is the one other than Zhong Hui.
She and the scholar of the Huaiyuan walked into the Xichen Building.
Footsteps sounded on the second floor.
Some big men came to the window to watch the game. They were really curious, and to what extent did His Royal Highness now reach, the Tianji Pavilion could only change the list of the Qingyun Ranking. In the first round, the opponents that Luoluo encountered were too weak, and Tianhai Shengxue directly abstained in the second round, so this round will always be played?
Luoluo lifted the rain whip from the side of the body, and looked at the scholar at Huaiyuan said, "You first get the sword."
She was polite and courteous to Chen Changsheng in the National College of Education, and occasionally acted spoiled, but she was completely different from the other. When she was at the vine feast, whether it was the teachings of the Taoist Academy or the Komatsu Palace from the mountain The elders were completely ignored by her, not to mention the scholar of Huaiyuan.
She did not deliberately conquer, domineering others, but her grace was calm and her words were indifferent.
The scholar of Huaiyuan changed his expression slightly and slowly pulled out his long sword from the sheath.
His movements were very slow, but the sound of the long sword off the sheath was extremely simple.
Bang!
A bright sword light passed the distance of more than ten feet in an instant and came to the eyes of Luo Luo!
None of the falling eyes blinked, nor did his eyelashes tremble.
Pale yellow!
The falling rain whip rose in her hand.
The Zhongshan Fengyu Sword carried the majestic Majestic Yuan, easily annihilated the sword light, and then attacked on the opposite Huaiyuan Shusheng.
Xuegong is a small world. The sense of heaven and earth is more sensitive. As she casts Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, a vision appears in the blue sky.
A dark cloud floated somewhere, covering the entire Xichenlou.
Then it started to rain.
Just like before the start of the battle, the black eaves of Xichenlou were washed again.
She uses the rain whip, and the raindrop is the whip.
Raindrops fell between the eaves and on the yellow sand, making a crackling sound.
It's like the sound of a whip hitting a person.
The rain was gradual, the torrential rain was pouring, and the rain curtains in the washing house were so dense that they could no longer see.
In the meantime, a sword light flashed occasionally, and was instantly swallowed by heavy rain.
A moment later, a very clear voice sounded in the building, splat!
The rainstorm stopped suddenly.
The scholar of Huaiyuan fell to the corner weakly, with scars all over his body, blood and rain mixed together.
His face was pale, his blue lips trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of despair.
It was despair after being crushed by absolute power.
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(One, the Cijian Temple was written as the Hujian Temple a few days ago, and I have to find time to change it. Second, when the Sanskrit Bell Dangdang, everyone knows what kind of song I want to sing. Third, Ye Xiaolian stared at Chen Changsheng. The footsteps are so helpless, she is a child, so of course this is the song. See you tomorrow.)
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