"Young master, are you back? Hey, hey, are you satisfied? I have said for a long time that the name of Wang Zhong has a word of loyalty. Of course, we have to do things in detail. Although we are down now, we can't lower our requirements for life. We still have to be exquisite. These are all ten sets of clothes I bought for you. They are the top-grade products of zhenxiufang. By the way, there are also...... "

Wang Zhong said excitedly.

Lin Beichen had a bad premonition in his heart and said, "don't tell me that you spent all the twenty silver coins I gave you at one time?"

"Of course." Wang Zhong said, "if I don't spend all this money, how can I be worthy of you, young master?"

Lin Beichen

You are so worthy of me.

That's for the next month.

You're going to spend your damn day.

Why such a black sheep?

"Eh, young master, you don't look well?"

Housekeeper Wang said suspiciously, "is it better than no test today?"

"No..."

Lin Beichen grits his teeth.

"That's... These things I bought are not exquisite enough?"

Wang asked.

"No, you son of a bitch, you're... Good, well done."

Lin Beichen was about to scold, but suddenly he thought of his personal problems, so he had to give a thumbs up. In order to maintain the former black sheep's spending money, he knocked down his teeth and swallowed his blood. He secretly vowed that he would not give the old man too much money in the future.

Strange to say.

He and housekeeper Wang are both bereaved dogs. By what means did they get so many goods out of the school?

As a matter of principle, he should have been killed on the spot by his enemies.

Lin Beichen is very strange.

A moment later.

"Wow, Uncle Wang, you've done a good job. It's really worth the money."

All of a sudden, he changed from "dog thing" to "Uncle Wang.".

Because after Lin Beichen put on clean and comfortable robes inside and outside his body and ate the most famous cakes in the city, he felt that his whole soul had been sublimated.

Large scale Zhenxiang site.

Wang Zhong said with a smile, "of course. After all, I know you."

The night is deep.

In the tent, Lin Beichen calls out his mobile phone.

One day passed, and 62% of the electricity was left.

The two major apps of "medium Xuanqi refining" and "basic swordsmanship melee three company" are running in the background, and the three major apps are herbal elixir, history and Xuanwen theory

All apps are closed.

In addition, there are no new changes on mobile phones.

Lin Beichen studied for a moment and put the mobile phone away again.

He's subconsciously reducing the amount of time he spends fiddling with his cell phone to save power.

"The three sword style is about to reach the peak of perfection."

"Through today's test, my Xuanqi level is at least above level 6."

"Today's actual combat in the class is not challenging, but it just allows me to eliminate my fear of cold weapon fighting in the world as a traveller. I have my own fighting experience. No matter who I fight tomorrow, I have a good chance of winning."

"You have to be number one."

"Otherwise, Wu Xiaofang, a mad dog, will definitely tear it apart."

Lin Beichen thought over and over again in his mind.

As for the temporary cancellation of Xuanqi grade, Lin Beichen was not worried at all.

Because Xuanqi cultivation is in oneself, it's not fraud.

No matter how many times you retest, the result is the same.

The only thing that worries him is that until now, there is no new clue on the mobile phone. There is still no clue about how to use the mobile phone to return to the earth.

He told himself in his heart, don't rush, take your time.

Unconsciously, I fell asleep.

The old housekeeper Wang Zhong dutifully guarded outside the tent.

On a tree 20 meters away, Ding Sanshi, an old teacher hiding in the dark, listened to the sound of deep sleep coming from the tent and fell into meditation.

In the past few days, the black sheep have been sleeping and eating. They have never seen him practice.

Then where did he come from for his divine level understanding of basic swordsmanship and his six level Xuanqi?

Is there a genius in the world who can grow stronger even when lying down?

……

……

The next day.

Dabie, go on.

Although Class Nine has ended the civil war and elected representatives.

However, there are still classes with more talented students, such as class 1, class 2 and class 8. The war is fierce and takes longer, and the final candidates have not yet been expelled.

Until noon, the representatives of ten classes in grade two were finally selected.

There are 15 students in class one, 10 students in class two, and 10 students in class eight. The other classes range from five to eight.

The reason for this is determined by the average level of students in each class.

The class with the highest average gets more delegates.

Ten classes add up to 100 student representatives.

These 100 people will take part in the final practical examination of the whole class and fight for the highest glory.

After lunch, the final battle of the big than, finally in the eyes of the public, opened the prelude.

One hundred delegates were disordered and drawn lots again.

The number of draw determines the opponent in the first round.

Lin Beichen happened to draw 97.

So his opponent in the first round is the student whose signature number is 4.

There are ten arena in the martial arts arena of grade two, so there are ten competitions in each round.

As for the round of the competition, it is arranged by invigilator.

Lin Beichen was not included in the first round.

Basically, under the deliberate arrangement of the teachers, there will be no more than two talented seed players in each round of ten matches.

In this way, the grade talents can watch each other's competition, arouse each other's fighting heart, and play the strongest power.

In the first round, there was Wu Xiaofang's competition.

His opponent is Cheng Ku, a representative from class nine.

Two people on stage.

Cheng Ku smiles bitterly.

His luck is very bad. In the first round, he met Wu Xiaofang, the first winner of the last big competition.

There is no chance of winning.

The rules of the actual test at this stage are very cruel. As long as you lose one game, you will be eliminated and will not be divided into the loser group. Therefore, when you meet Wu Xiaofang, you are doomed to have no chance.

"Please forgive me, elder martial brother Wu."

Cheng kugongshou.

Wu Xiaofang gave a cold smile: "be merciful? That's impossible. "

Cheng Ku was stunned.

What's going on?

Does Wu Xiaofang seem to have great hostility to himself?

I didn't provoke him before.

The contest begins.

Cheng Ku's drawing sword is the starting style of basic sword.

To stand out from the 40 students in class 9, he naturally has a certain combat power.

But Wu Xiaofang just gave a sneer. He didn't even get his sword out of its sheath. He stepped forward directly. The sword with its sheath pierced Cheng kuzhong palace and took it to his chest.

Cheng Ku is calm and calm. He uses the basic sword technique of "thousand mountains cross resistance" to seal the frame directly.

This is a very safe response.

However, when the sword collided with the scabbard, a strong anti shock force came.

Cheng Ku feels that his wrist is numb, and the sword flies out of his hand.

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