Everyone chooses the god of war, only I wake up the wine sword fairy

Ye Chonglou lay sprawled beside him.

He patted his protruding belly, hiccupped, and said contentedly, "I'm almost full."

"You keep calling...seven...seven or eight full?"

Li Xiaoman asked dumbfounded.

She tried hard to recall the roast suckling pig she brought back.

Then he looked at Ye Chonglou's stomach.

I really don't know how the two roast suckling pigs were stuffed into his stomach.

Could it be that Ye Chonglou, like girls, also has two stomachs?

Eat a stomach.

Eat snacks and drink milk tea for another stomach.

"Comfortable."

Ye Chonglou narrowed his eyes and said.

The body that has been hungry for ten days is slowly recovering.

The roasted suckling pig eaten into the stomach has been quickly converted into energy, which is eagerly absorbed by the greedy 60 trillion cells.

Wait less than an hour.

After the two roast suckling pigs digested it, Ye Chonglou would feel hungry again!

The current Ye Chonglou is just like the old Sun's family in a certain seven-ball animation—thieves can eat! !

Eat and drink enough.

Li Xiaoman swept the pig bones into the trash can, wiped the table, and said, "Senior Jiang Haoming from the Swordsman Department asked me to ask you that the competition between Kyoto Academy and Donghai Academy is about to start, do you want to sign up?"

"A friendly match is about to start?"

Ye Chonglou sat up all of a sudden.

"Yeah, I almost forgot about this!"

He slapped his forehead.

Wait for Li Xiaoman and Lin Lulu to upgrade for fifteen days.

Then he was trapped in the spiritual cage of Daheitian for ten days.

Plus the rest of the time.

Count seven, seven, eight, eight, one month, isn't it just around the corner!

Li Xiaoman asked: "Chonglou, are you going to participate in the friendly match between Kyoto Academy and Donghai Academy?"

"I heard that the people participating in these competitions are all top students in the upper grades of the two schools."

"Even senior Jiang Haoming hesitated for a while, and didn't dare to participate."

Ye Chonglou tied up the garbage bag full of bones, and replied, "Participate! After all, we made an appointment with a wretched old man."

"If I win first, he'll give me something."

"Wretched old man?"

Li Xiaoman froze for a moment.

She probably never imagined that the wretched old man Ye Chonglou was talking about was the legendary old dean of Donghai College.

"Why did he ask you to participate in a friendly match?"

Li Xiaoman asked.

"Who knows, maybe save some face for Donghai Academy."

Ye Chonglou spread his hands and said.

"Okay, let's go, I still have to sign up!"

Ye Chonglou picked up the garbage bag and walked out of the dormitory with Li Xiaoman.

Go slower.

When the registration is over, Ye Chonglou and Dragon Blood will miss out.

The next friendly match may be four years later!

Swordsman Academy.

Friendship Registration Office!

The requirements to participate in the competition are not high, and there are few restrictions.

For example, if you participate in a friendly match of the swordsman department, as long as your profession is a swordsman.

but……

There are probably not many people who actually signed up.

The registration office was crowded, but most of them came to watch the fun.

Because of Yagyu's left and right guard, the students of the swordsman department defaulted to him as No.1.

Few people dared to compete with Yagyu and Emon.

The strength of Yagyu's left and right guards is obvious to all. If one person dominates the other, why bother to humiliate himself?

Scan the registration form.

The teacher looked straight and shook his head.

Ask this student of the swordsman department, it is said that domestic cats have a second child and do not sign up.

Ask the student of the swordsman department, and he said that he will have a blind date later, and he has no time to participate.

The applicants of Kyoto Academy are densely packed, from various genres.

On the other hand, at Donghai College, there are only a few people, all of whom are top ten students in the swordsman department.

The teacher who signed up couldn't help feeling sad: "There are not many real swordsmen in Donghai Academy."

"It's a pity that Su Qingyang from Baidi City is still young, and his grade is too low, so he can't fight on behalf of our Donghai Academy."

"I'm afraid this exchange meeting will become a joke of the Kyoto Institute."

What is the purpose of the Friendship Exchange Meeting?

Isn't it just that Yingguo and Longguo get to know each other's bottom line, see what they know, and explore the potential of each other's younger generation.

From this, determine what the next policy is.

Therefore, although the friendly match is small, it has a great impact.

otherwise.

The old dean would not care so much!

"Let me in, let me in, let me in."

Li Xiaoman yelled and tried to separate the crowd.

Ye Chonglou walked to the registration office and said to the teacher in charge of statistics, "I'll register."

"Sign up? Are you a classmate?"

"Ye Chonglou!"

"Ye Chonglou, that rookie king??"

The teacher was slightly taken aback.

He immediately picked up a pen and prepared to record it on the registration form.

Before writing, the teacher raised his head and asked, "Are you sure?"

"The opponent is the genius swordsman of Yingzhou, and also the number one swordsman department of Donghai Academy, Yagyu Saemon."

"Is Yagyu Saemon?"

Ye Chonglou touched his chin.

If it was a month ago, Ye Chonglou would have regarded Yagyu Saemon as his opponent.

After all, Yagyu's right-hand man's level is much higher than that of him at that time.

Now?

Ye Chonglou didn't pay attention to Yagyu Yoshiemon at all.

If it wasn't for Dragon Blood.

Ye Chonglou didn't even bother to participate in the so-called friendly exchange game!

of course.

It's too pretentious to say this, and Ye Chonglou is not the kind of person who likes to pretend.

"Do your best," he said.

". "The essence of swordsmanship lies in overcoming thorns and thorns, and going forward without hesitation."

"It can't be because of a small dirt bag that you can't cross it, and treat it as an insurmountable mountain on your sword path?"

Ye Chonglou's mood was touched, and if he realized something, he murmured: "If there is really a mountain peak at the end of the way of swordsmanship, I would like to cross hundreds of millions of obstacles, keep walking, and become that mountain peak!"

The teacher trembled when he heard this, and looked at Ye Chonglou in shock.

immediately.

The teacher wrote down the pen and silently wrote Ye Chonglou's name.

The students next to the registration office were ashamed when they heard the words.

"There is no battle, there is no winner or loser, but I lost."

"Hey, I have practiced swords for nothing in the past few years, but there is not a single freshman who can see it clearly."

"Although I can't beat Yagyu, I can challenge other students of Kyoto Academy."

"That's right, a swordsman should forge ahead, how can I escape without fighting?"

A group of swordsman students came to their senses, crowded forward, raised their hands and shouted: "Teacher, I want to sign up!"

"Teacher, I want to sign up too!"

"Teacher, count me in!"

"I, Cheng Ping'an, can move mountains with one sword and destroy cities with one sword. How can the exchange match be without me?"

"Hmph, I was born in heaven, Li Tiangang, the way of swordsmanship is like a long night, I sign up!"

The teacher in charge of the registration, holding a pen, was dumbfounded when he saw the crazy crowds of people in front of him.

No one dared to sign up just now.

Why is it so hot now that it has become a blind date scene?

The registration teacher glanced at Ye Chonglou in surprise.

It was all because of his few words that changed the lifeless situation just now.

At this time.

among the crowd.

A student of the appraiser profession threw an appraisal technique at Ye Chonglou.

【Ye Chonglou】

[race: human]

【Level: 29】

【Attributes:? ? ? 】

【Skill:? ? ? 】

He only got Ye Chonglou's name and rank, and all other information was question marks.