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

"you!"

Li Xiaoman opened his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Smelly shameless!!"

"Hehehe, I am shameless, but I want a husband."

Lei Ji gave a "boo" to Ye Chonglou's face, and smiled triumphantly.

"Hahaha, fight with me, you are still a little tender."

"you you you!"

Li Xiaoman gritted her teeth angrily.

She also wanted to kiss Ye Chonglou.

But the reservedness of the girl prevented Li Xiaoman from being so bold.

Don't look at Li Xiaoman was the monitor before.

Emotional matters between men and women are a blank sheet of paper, and they are not good at all.

Ye Chonglou was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect the troubled girl to kiss her.

"Forget it, let them go."

Ye Chonglou didn't mind the bickering between the two girls.

in the field.

The host introduced with an extremely passionate voice: "Here he is, he is here!"

"Whether it's Donghai Academy or Kyoto Academy, the most famous profession - the swordsman class, is finally here!!"

"This afternoon, the qualifiers for the swordsman departments of the two schools will begin."

"At the same time, the number of swordsman registrations for this friendship exchange competition is also the largest in recent years."

"At that time, hundreds of swordsmen will fight in a melee, and only eight strong men will be able to win. This will be unprecedentedly fierce, chaotic, and unparalleled!!"

Hundreds of swordsmen!

The whole place is boiling.

The atmosphere is warm and reaches its climax!

"It's finally here, the qualifiers for the swordsman class."

"Oh my god, did you hear that? I'm really looking forward to the chaotic battle of hundreds of swordsmen."

"It is said that there is no suspense for the champion of the swordsman category this time. Ninety-nine percent of the time it is Yagyu's right-hand man."

"There are quite a few students in both colleges, so maybe no one can't deal with Yagyu!"

"I heard that there is a newcomer in Donghai College, Wang Man, who is very powerful. I don't know what to do."

"He's not bad, but he's definitely no match for Yagyu Saemon."

The crowd was full of people.

The auditorium was full of voices of discussion.

The popularity of swordsman competitions is indeed not comparable to that of other professions.

In each friendly match, there are basically the most contestants in the swordsman category.

This time it is estimated that the number of people in recent competitions has reached the highest!

"Okay, at 02:30 this afternoon, the qualifiers of the swordsman department, we will see you there!!"

The host said loudly.

The audience left one after another with anticipation and enthusiasm.

"Finally, it's the swordsmen's budget match."

Ye Chonglou stood up, turned around and went back to the dormitory.

He's going to take a break.

in the afternoon.

The audience in the stadium is overcrowded.

The auditorium, which can accommodate 10 people, is full of people except for the seats and even the aisles.

The people of the magic capital.

Journalists from major newspapers.

celebrities.

All crowded here.

It is hard to find a seat, and some local tyrants even pay sky-high prices for seats.

This swordsman qualifier will be covered with overwhelming reports on the second day... no, in the evening.

If he can perform well in the swordsman qualifiers, he will definitely be famous in the magic city.

"It's about to start."

Li Xiaoman clenched her fists nervously.

Beside her, there are Dongfang Ziyue and Lei Ji.

Lei Ji crossed her slender legs, hugged her knees with both hands, shook her upper body, and asked, "Do you think a bad man can beat Liu Sheng?"

Dongfang Ziyue said calmly: "Although Liu Sheng is strong, my man is not weak either. The outcome should be [-]-[-]."

"No matter what, this is just a qualifier, and only the quarterfinals will be decided."

In the eyes of the three women.

Even the kendo genius Yagyu Saemon is an insurmountable mountain that weighs on the hearts of all swordsmen.

but!

Ye Chonglou's entry into the top eight is definitely no problem.

The host came on stage first, raised the microphone, and said loudly: "Everyone, the much-anticipated swordsman qualifiers have finally begun."

"Next..."

"All our swordsmen are invited to the ring!!".

Chapter 117 One sword can control ten thousand swords, one person can suppress ten thousand people!

Swordsmen wearing swordsman uniforms appeared from the rest area.

With samurai swords on their waists, broadswords on their backs, or swords in their arms, they stand on the newly built arena, standing tall and straight like green pines.

Swordsman!

It's one of the most high-profile careers today.

They have both far and near attack, defense, and flexibility, and the six-dimensional map is very balanced.

Naturally, it is favored by everyone.

"Look, it's Ye Chonglou."

"He really showed up."

"Chonglou will surely enter the top eight."

"As a freshman of Donghai Academy, as long as he stands out from the qualifiers and enters the top eight, he will definitely be famous in Shanghai."

Li Xiaoman pointed to a young man in the ring and said excitedly.

Putting on a swordsman uniform, the handsome and energetic Ye Chonglou turned his head to look at the auditorium.

Seeing Li Xiaoman, Dongfang Ziyue and other three women, she nodded slightly.

Immediately.

Ye Chonglou looked at the VIP seats again.

He was going to give the old dean a look, hoping that the old dean would prepare the dragon's blood in advance.

But out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw a woman in a plague doctor suit standing behind an old witch.

It is not easy for the old hag to sit in the VIP seat.

"She...will it be Si Qingnang?"

Ye Chonglou had a thought.

At this time, the plague doctor wearing a bird's beak mask nodded at Ye Chonglou.

She reached out from the airtight black windbreaker, pulled out a colorful crystal necklace, and showed it happily.

"It's Si Qingnang!"

"She came to see my game specially."

Ye Chonglou smiled knowingly.

In the first three games, the old witch was present.

But she didn't see a plague doctor next to her.

Only in the final match of the qualifiers, when the swordsmen of Donghai Academy and Kyoto Academy fought, did a plague doctor appear.

Ye Chonglou withdrew his gaze and became calm again.

"Since Si Qingnang is here, let's show off a little bit."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth.

His heart, which had been "frozen" for 20 years since his mother's womb, sprouted.

VIP seat.

The hook-nosed Granny Si asked, "Qing Tang, who are you looking at?"

"Could it be that among these high school brats, there is a boy you like...!"

Si Qingnang's beautiful cheeks behind the bird's beak mask flushed slightly.

"Mother-in-law!"

"He...he's not a brat."

Granny Si snorted softly.

"You are a body of five poisons cultivated by the family through untold hardships. You cannot marry outside easily. The Si family will find a good partner for you."

"Not everyone is worthy of our Si family in the capital!"

Si Qingnang's face changed slightly, and his voice became firm: "Grandma Si, I will decide my own happiness."

"Besides..."

There was a playful smile on her lips.

"He's the one who gave me this necklace."

"what!?"

Granny Si cried out.

The old dean not far away, who seemed to have a little friendship with Granny Si, raised his head to look over.

"Smelly old woman, what are you yelling about?" asked the old dean.

"You nerdy old man with missing teeth, don't talk to me, bad luck!"

The old dean: "..."

Granny Si stopped talking to the old headmaster, and asked in a low voice, "Is that him?"

Si Qingnang nodded: "It's him."

Her voice became colder.