School vs. Battle Ring.

A teacher, as a referee, looked at the two people on the stage and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You guys... Are you sure you want to compete?"

These two people, one practiced qi for nine layers, and the other practiced qi for one layer.

The gap is so big, it's like a fart.

Isn't that a waste of his time?

Peng Le said sharply: "Not bad, confirm the competition." "

Fang Jian shrugged his shoulders and said, "He asked for it." "

Below, two girls stood beside Zhang Miaoqin.

One of them said, "Miaomiao, you really let them compete." "

"Why don't you let it. Zhang Miaoqin raised her eyebrows and said.

"However, when I see Peng Le like this, I am afraid that he will be killed. The girl whispered, "Even if Fang Jian can save his life, his flame bird may not..."

Zhang Miaoqin smiled dumbly.

Flamebird?

Hehe, that's because you haven't seen the power of the Flame Bird, otherwise, you would never say that.

Don't say that Peng Le hasn't built a foundation yet, even if he has already built a foundation.

Flamebirds don't necessarily lose.

It's just that she can't say these words too clearly.

The teacher took a step back and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I announce, the competition begins." "

Peng Le raised his eyebrows and flipped his wrists.

"Chk. "

With a light sound, a sharp sword had appeared in his hand.

Then, Peng Le took a step forward and stabbed towards Fang Jian like electricity.

Because the teacher was supervising on the side, it was impossible for Peng Le to really kill Fang Jian. However, if he could leave a scar on his nasty face, Peng Le would undoubtedly be very happy.

However, just as he drew his sword, a red light flashed in front of him.

A feeling of extreme fear came to mind.

Peng Le is not an incompetent person.

In school, he is definitely one of the kings.

His strength was accumulated in the fight of one sword after another.

Whether it is fighting monsters or humans, he has extremely rich experience.

Therefore, at this time, he almost subconsciously retreated, and then slashed a sword towards the left.

"Whew..."

The sword light flowed, but it split into the void.

Only then did Peng Le see clearly that the red light turned out to be the flame bird standing on Fang Jian's shoulder.

The flame bird was looking at him with a pair of strange eyes.

There seemed to be a hint of curiosity, a hint of contempt, and a little impatience in that look.

Peng Le's heart immediately calmed down.

Years of combat experience made him immediately know that this bird is not simple.

At this moment, he became more and more jealous.

Fang Jian, this kid, had just awakened, and not only won the favor of the school flower, but also contracted such a powerful spirit beast.

This is simply the protagonist template of destiny.

However, in the past ten years, such a template has always been his Peng Le!

The essence in his eyes flashed, Peng Le used his spiritual power, and the long sword in his hand began to faintly shine.

Swordsmanship, the strongest blow!

Suddenly, Peng Le swung his sword, and the divine sword merged, turning into a golden light and stabbing towards Fang Jian.

The referee teacher next to him moved slightly, and he wanted to make a move.

However, at this moment, he saw the flame bird flash again.

"Bang..."

There was a loud noise, and then everyone saw it.

Peng Le's body flew up, flying backwards at twice the speed of his advance.

In the air, the half-truncated short sword fell and fell to the ring, making a crisp sound.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Peng Le in mid-air, this was an old man, he stretched out his hand and slapped it, and immediately dissolved all the surging huge force.

But even so, when Peng Le landed, he was already outside the ring.

"Wow. "

Peng Le spat out a mouthful of blood, he was a sword cultivator, but at this moment, the sword that was connected to his heart and blood was slapped off by the claw of the flame bird.

When his heart was injured, he vomited blood on the spot.

Everyone below was shocked.

In one move, Peng Le, the first martial practitioner in the class, actually lost.

Moreover, it was still so miserably defeated.

This flame bird is also too powerful.

You know, this time, it didn't even breathe.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Peng Le is injured, send him to the infirmary." "

The referee teacher immediately said, "Yes." "

Stepped forward, took Peng Le, and left immediately.

"Good principal. "

Everyone bowed together.

Fang Jian naturally recognized this person, Li Hong, the principal of the fifth middle school.

However, before awakening, Fang Jian did not know that he was actually a cultivator of the Golden Pill Period.

Li Hong nodded slightly, and his gaze swept over Zhang Miaoqin and Fang Jian, as well as the flame bird.

"Zhang Miaoqin and Fang Jian stay, you go back to the classroom first, and then start the big class in the afternoon." "

"Yes. "

The students surged away.

However, before they left, they couldn't help but glance at these two.

In particular, the flame bird on Fang Jian's shoulder has gained unprecedented attention.

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