The Path Of Mortal Cultivation

At this time, there was the sound of pedaling, pedaling, and pedaling running on the stage. People looked at the sound and found that it was Ye Ting, an idiot girl who was called LAN Wenxuan's headache. As soon as the girl ran up, she rushed to leave for ye zhantian, and then said a word that called people to spray rice“ Grandfather, I heard all you said. Where is Xiangman pavilion? Is it fun? Next time my grandfather goes, take me with him. By the way, grandma heard you just now. She was very angry. Bi Shao, I'll go back to the grandstand first. " After that, she ran to the grandstand. The girl came and went in a rage. In public, she was standing in the challenge arena close to them and waving her hand to them

At this time, ye zhantian's heart of death is all there. He stares at LAN Wenxuan and roars: "boy, you can kill me. If I really can't see the sun tomorrow, I will not let you go as a ghost

"Mr. Dean, my throat is itchy. Would you like to shout for me again?" Say to open mouth to want to shout, frighten Ye Zhan Tian to quickly toward LAN Wen Xuan to expose a to beg for mercy of facial expression. But I saw a woman about the same size as Ye Ting in the stand beside me saying something, and she was still a beauty! His eyes stare at ye zhantian from time to time.

LAN Wenxuan said in his heart: "good guy, this little beauty is not ye zhantian's wife, right? Isn't this guy an old cow eating tender grass? It's a flower in the cow dung. " LAN Wenxuan guessed it right. That little beauty is ye zhantian's wife, but now she only takes the zhuyandan she bought in the drugstore, which makes her look like this

At this time, Dongfang Qiming came up from below, and LAN Wenxuan stopped thinking about those messy problems. From the first time he saw Dongfang Qiming, he had a feeling that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't say it again. He said to Dongfang Qiming with a smile, "Dongfang Xuechang, good morning! Why haven't you come in the last few days? I heard that this time it's like we're playing. We don't look very lucky Ye zhantian also sighed when he heard that they were up against each other. It seems that he also knows that Dongfang Qiming is against him, and LAN Wenxuan is complaining at this time.

Dongfang Qiming was stunned, with a smile on his face. However, the smile was far fetched. Then he said, "you're very early today. You're a little busy these days. You can't take care of it." Speaking of this, he pauses for a moment, glances at the highest stand in the middle, looks very unwilling, ponders for a moment, and then says: "it seems that I read the wrong number that day, and it's not us who are fighting today." He managed to smile again. That smile started, smile is far fetched

Some of his words were unexpected to LAN Wenxuan. Not to mention LAN Wenxuan, even ye zhantian and some of the students beside him couldn't believe it. However, it's still a good thing. Whether it's for the college or LAN Wenxuan, it's a rare good news. LAN Wenxuan suddenly smiles, but ye zhantian says with a smile: "yesterday I heard that you were fighting, I'm very sorry that I didn't sleep well all night. I didn't expect that... "

LAN Wenxuan laughs and farts: "yes, the dean is right. I thought that with our two strengths, we would win the first or second place. If we really fight together so early, it is tantamount to fraternity..." Lan Wenxuan also noticed that Dongfang Qiming's expression was very wrong. When he said fraternity, Dongfang Qiming's face muscles twitched a few times and laughed falsely, It seems very stiff, but now is not the time to study Dongfang Qiming. After all, we should know who we are fighting! Even if you can't know yourself and the other now, you can't go up and feel blindly?

When Dongfang Qiming heard ye zhantian and LAN Wenxuan sing a song, he had to speak. At this time, he said, "Dean, younger student, you are right. I was still sorry when I got up in the morning, but later someone said that the third son of Wei family of Xuanyin empire was fighting today."

LAN Wenxuan asked with a smile: "does Dongfang Xuechang know who is fighting today?" Dongfang Qiming looks at LAN Wenxuan and shakes his head, saying that he doesn't know. However, he says at this time: "with my younger brother's cultivation, I think no matter who I meet, my younger brother can easily cope with it." Dongfang Qiming flatters LAN Wenxuan.

LAN Wenxuan was going to have a talk with him, but suddenly the gongs and drums were noisy. LAN Wenxuan knew that the competition was about to start, and he didn't say any more. He sat down in his position

Ye zhantian turned to LAN Wenxuan and Dongfang Qiming and said some nonsense. He asked LAN Wenxuan to roll his eyes. At last, ye zhantian said to Dongfang Qiming, "do you know whether you are in the morning or in the afternoon?"“ My signature is No. 3. It was in the first game. I thought it was No. 8 at that time. I think my younger brother should be in the second game! " When it comes to the end, Dongfang Qiming's expression gradually becomes natural. He looks at ye zhantian and says with a smile.

At this time, ye zhantian was thinking about something, but the competition has already started. He can only say two words of encouragement to Qiming in the East.

LAN Wenxuan stares at the figure of the third challenge arena on Dongfang qimingteng, and then asks ye zhantian: "Dean, can you do me a favor?" He didn't have the color of laughing on his face, and said to ye zhantian seriously.

Seeing LAN Wenxuan's serious expression, ye zhantian turned his head and said, "you can tell me..."

LAN Wenxuan looked at the people around him and said to ye zhantian, "I want to know where Dongfang Xuechang comes from? When did you enter the college

Ye zhantian was shocked by LAN Wenxuan's skill of transmitting sound into the secret, but there was not much fluctuation. After hearing LAN Wenxuan's words, he thought for a moment and said in a soft voice, "why do you ask this? Besides, he is just a very ordinary child of a small family. He came to the college one year earlier than you. "

LAN Wenxuan smiles, shakes his head and continues to say: "you will be wrong. I mean, who was he before he joined this small family! Dean, do you know? If you know, please let me know

Ye zhantian looked at LAN Wenxuan and said, "OK, I'll check it for you. What do you want to do?" Ye zhantian finally asked LAN Wenxuan.

LAN Wenxuan said with a smile: "I don't do anything. I'm just curious. Please, Dean At this point, his eyes turned to the third challenge arena, because Dongfang Qiming and defending the title were already at the same place. The two men were fighting with equal strength and the sword kept flying. But I don't know why LAN Wenxuan felt that the two men were fighting falsely

At this time, the defending champion yelled "Lingyun chop..." with his voice, the sword waved a cloud toward the East Qiming.

Dongfang Qiming's reaction was not slow. At this time, he yelled "Di ci... Po..."

At this time, with the voice of Dongfang Qiming, I saw the sword in both hands. As soon as the sword dropped, it swung to the left and right on the ground. Two huge waves suddenly appeared on the ground, and they rushed to the third son of Wei

At this time, master Wei's Lingyun chop is coming. At this time, Dongfang Qiming's figure suddenly rises, steps on the cloud, and rushes towards him. His figure is as fast as lightning. He can catch up with the speed of the ground stab in the blink of an eye. With a sword spirit, he cuts his head towards him. In the eyes of the public, this is a sure defeat

But at this time, he saw the ground stabbing at the foot of Prince Wei, but it became weaker and weaker, as if it was going to disappear. In other words, the offensive on the ground had disappeared at this time. Prince Wei only needed to crack the sword Qi of the leader. For LAN Wenxuan, these two guys were just fake fighting, otherwise Dongfang Qiming could let go of water?

LAN Wenxuan thinks that it's meaningless to look at it again, but others don't think so. They look at the thrilling situation, and their hearts are full of joy, one by one staring at the end.

At last, the young master Wei San, holding the sword in both hands, greets the top of his head. This kind of expression tells LAN Wenxuan that they are not serious, and even their strength is hidden. What are they going to do? What do you mean? He couldn't figure that out.

At this time, with a loud bang, Dongfang Qiming's body was thrown three or four feet high in the air, while Wei Sangong stepped out seven or eight steps, less than one step away from the edge of the challenge arena. But many people have begun to understand, who is strong and who is weak? But this result seems to be what Dongfang Qiming and Wei Sanzi want. For LAN Wenxuan, they are just fooling people... LAN Wenxuan turns to ye zhantian and finds that he is interested in it. LAN Wenxuan can't help frowning and says in his heart: "others can't see the truth, can't this old man see it? Do you think you are wrong, or are you multi-minded? " He thinks it's impossible. He looks at the people in the distance and finds that these people are similar to Ye Zhan's Tianmu Guang. His confidence suddenly shakes and he looks at the third challenge arena again

At this time, they fight together again. The sword is as powerful as electricity. It's constantly waving and exploding. But LAN Wenxuan still feels that the thunder and rain are small, and their real strength is not displayed. What's hidden in this? In other words, they are deliberately confusing people. I didn't see Dongfang in the last game. I don't know if it's the same as this one?

LAN Wenxuan can't help but think of it. He whispers to ye zhantian: "Mr. President, what do you think of Dongfang Xuechang?"

Ye zhantian turned his head to look at LAN Wenxuan and asked, "which aspect do you mean?" He looks at LAN Wenxuan some of don't understand, immediately asked a rhetorical question.

LAN Wenxuan pondered for a while and then said, "was his last game so wonderful? Or a long time? "