Just when everyone was talking about it.

on the battlefield.

A spear went straight to Ye Qing's head.

The gun was sharp and whipped up a gust of wind.

Ye Qing sideways dodged the gun, looking at the gun owner.

It was a petite girl, holding a spear that was half as high as her.

I don't know why she chose the profession of gun repair, but it looks very incongruous.

"Ye Shen, how about we make a bet?"

The rush repair girl said with bright eyes.

"If I lose, how about I be your girlfriend?"

Ye Qing: "."

God damn it, if you lose, you will be my girlfriend. You must lose, and you still want to take advantage of me?

Only when there is no woman in your heart, can you draw your sword to be a natural god!
You, a woman with ulterior motives, dare to destroy Lao Tzu's heart of swordsmanship!
Go live your dreams!

Ye Qing remained silent, cursing inwardly.

"What's the matter, God Ye, am I not good-looking enough?"

The gun nun said coquettishly.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Ye Qing's eyes, and the sword energy burst out all over his body, and he slashed with his sword!
The sword was strong, and the spear nun was directly sent flying!

"Uh, you are so cruel"

The gun nun pointed at Ye Qing and spoke intermittently, before she could finish her sentence, she passed out.

Ye Qing glanced across the battle stage expressionlessly.

Um.
There are 15 people left.

It's half done.

The rest of the freshmen looked at Ye Qing with apprehension.

Although they worship the latter, they don't want to lose either!
Especially when 30 people beat one person and lose the competition!

that's too embarrassing
However, only when facing Ye Qing directly can one appreciate his strength.

All I can say is that he is indeed God Ye!
As soon as he entered the school, he killed the sophomores and old students!

Later, he slashed the junior with a sword, instantly killing the fifth-rank and sixth-rank mentors of the two major colleges!

With his strength, it is enough to push one generation horizontally!

In this powerful school.

It can be said that Ye Qing has already become the idol in the hearts of all freshmen this year!

No shame in losing to him!
But thirty people teamed up and lost to him, that's really shameful!

In the future, in school, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold my head up.

Thinking of this, the remaining [-] freshman challengers had a serious look on their faces, and their breathing became short of breath.

"kill!"

A freshman roared angrily.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The other freshmen also roared, and the noise shook the sky!
The momentum of the fifteen people exploded, and they all pressed against Ye Qing.

Ye Qing took a step forward with his right foot, his piercing sword intent surged up, instantly dispelling everyone's aura.

The breath of the fifteen freshmen stagnated, and they had no choice but to withdraw their momentum.

As soon as they gritted their teeth, they all used their most powerful skills and quickly attacked Ye Qing.

"Out of control."

Ye Qing whispered to himself, the figure disappeared immediately.

Immediately afterwards, a freshman was sent flying, his chest was stained red with blood.

Another moment.

He appeared in front of the two freshmen and slashed obliquely with his sword.

A thick sword light burst out, immediately reducing the number of people on the field!
Immediately, with Ye Qing's thought, the Yilong Sword kept flying in the field.

From time to time, it stops between the eyebrows of a new student.

In a short while, the four freshmen were forced to jump off the stage.

At this moment, there are only eight people left on the stage!

They were all pale and trembling.

too strong!
Ye Qing's strength is not at the same level as the 30 of them combined.

They are crushed!

ended.
As much as they hate to admit it, it is the truth.

30 people added together, were completely abused by Ye Qing!
Lost
The eight smiled bitterly, looked at each other, and nodded silently.

Work together!

Even if you lose, you have to lose vigorously!
They want to force out Ye Qing's true strength!
next moment.

They shouted in unison, attacking Ye Qing from four directions.

Ye Qing seemed to see what they were thinking, shook his head helplessly, and plunged his sword into the ground of the battle platform.

"Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall!"

A large amount of sword energy poured into the ground from Meridian Sword and disappeared.

The freshmen watching the game were puzzled and started discussing.

"What is he doing?"

"I do not know?"

"Is this a skill?"

"Just wait and see, Ye Shen will not let it go for no reason."

"It looks like a skill, but I'm not sure, let's look again!"

"."

The only person whose expression changed slightly off the court was Li Changsheng.

He could feel that, deep in the ground, the sword energy was converging, and it also fused with a trace of the power of the earth veins.

This move was definitely not something the eight people on the stage could resist!

So, he hurriedly said to the medical staff on the side.

"Get the stretcher ready, those eight students need treatment!"

However, his voice just fell.

The ground trembled, and a khaki dragon with sword spirit rushed out of the ground and swept across the entire battlefield!

Bang!
The eight people suddenly showed horror, and were defeated by the billowing sword energy in an instant.

Immediately, he was thrown horizontally, his body smashed to the ground in tatters, and he fell into a coma.

The medical staff rushed forward with a stretcher and carried them all away.

On the field, Ye Qing was left standing alone.

quiet!
No, it should be said to be a dead silence!
The whole place was silent!

Everyone looked at Ye Qing silently.

At this moment, they realized Ye Qing's strength!

As for the Sword Qi Shenlong move just now, let alone there were only eight people on the stage.

Even if there are twice as many people, they won't be able to stop it!

That means Ye Qing didn't use the killer, otherwise the eight of them would have died the moment they came into contact with the sword spirit dragon!
That sword energy is too fierce and too powerful!
It's so strong that they can't bear to resist, and they can only despair in the face of this kind of sword energy!
Ye Qing looked at the referee tutor again.

The referee mentor stepped onto the stage with a complicated expression and announced loudly.

"On stage 8, 30 people challenged, Ye Qing won!"

"Directly advance to the second round of the trials!"

Advance directly to the second round!
For a while, all the new students were envious.

But there is no way, who made Ye Qing strong.

He can break the rules, others don't have that strength!

They can only finish ten matches honestly, and then advance according to the points ranking.

Ye Qing stepped off the stage, came to Zhou Cang and Li Changsheng, and asked with a smile.

"Second teachers, the students didn't embarrass you, did they?"

Zhou Cang didn't speak, Li Changsheng laughed and patted Ye Qing's shoulder and said.

"You boy, you are half as handsome as you were when you were a teacher! Not bad! Not bad!"

Ye Qing: "."

He took a deep breath, smiled slightly, and looked at Zhou Cang.

Zhou Cang said slowly.

"That's right. In this selection contest, you've lost all of the limelight, but you're as good as I was back then!"

Ye Qing: "."

Li Changsheng: "."

Other mentors: "."

They suddenly discovered that the vice-principal's thick skin was no less than Li Changsheng's!

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