The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 187

Seeing that the speaker was Lu Jian who had humiliated him last time, Wu Zhenxing clenched his fists and glared at him with wide eyes.

"Lu Jian, this time our Southern Sui Kingdom came prepared, so don't look down on people."

Hearing this, Lu Jian burst out laughing, his face trembling with the laughter, "Hahaha, you also have the face to say that your Southern Sui Kingdom came prepared? As far as your Southern Sui Kingdom's fart strength is concerned, you can train all They are a bunch of waste, none of them can stand on the stage."

Wu Zhenxing turned blue with anger, "You!"

"No, no, not only your students are trash, but your dean and tutor are all trash!" Seeing Wu Zhenxing gnashing his teeth in anger, Lu Jian felt even more happy in his heart. Few people pay attention.

Everyone has heard a little bit about Nan Sui Kingdom, because Nanxing Academy applied for several times to participate in the sectarian competition, but was eliminated from the competition. Only Nan Sui Kingdom was rejected and humiliated in this way.

When everyone heard this, they all pointed fingers at Wu Zhenxing and others, and what they were discussing was undoubtedly a topic of irony and ridicule.

Seeing that many people on the field noticed them, Wu Zhenxing was panting with anger, with a dark face and bulging eyes, and growled at Lu Jian: "Don't be arrogant, the game hasn't started yet, no matter who wins or loses I know, don't say it so early, you will be ridiculed instead!"

"Wu Zhenxing, you are so stupid and naive. In this big competition, our Nanjun City is bound to win! I think it will be you who will be ridiculed." Lu Jian's sarcastic laughter was deafening, which once again aroused the surrounding crowd. People laughed.

Nanjun City is one of the four major cities in the Cangyuan Kingdom. Its strength is similar to that of Dongjun City. They are both relatively powerful cities, so they naturally speak with some arrogance.

Nanxing Academy is now receiving contemptuous gazes from all directions, and all instructors and students clenched their fists.

Such humiliation really made them feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

The dean turned his head to look at Nan Jinghuan with a calm face, and solemnly reminded: "After the spiritual power competition, make good money and don't embarrass Nanxing College."

Hearing the words, Nan Jinghuan nodded solemnly, and a shadow was cast over his heart.

Just when everyone was laughing and laughing, an old man with gray temples had already stepped onto the wide arena.

He was full of energy, his face was flushed, his body was slightly thin, but he was straight like a young man. When he opened his mouth, he knew that he was full of energy just by listening to his voice, and he was a man of good strength.

"Welcome distinguished guests from all places and cities. Today's sect competition will select fifty elites to enter the seven major sects. The first competition is the spiritual power competition. Now is the time for you Eight Immortals to cross the sea and show their magical powers."

Fifty!
There were only fifty of them!
There were tens of thousands of people on the field, but I didn't expect that only fifty people were selected.

Everyone knew how big this competition was, and swallowed nervously.

At this moment, the old man who announced the start slightly raised his hand, and the man who played the gong next to the ring suddenly struck it, and there was a clear and clear sound in an instant, and the noisy audience around him gradually fell silent.

The first person to take the stage was Beijuncheng, a man from Beiguang College.

The staff waiting at the entrance of the arena announced his identity loudly.

The Beiguang Academy in Beijun City is neither too good nor too bad. The students of the academy with a little bit of strength volunteered for the challenge, so the competition kicked off quickly.

The fierce spiritual power on the ring blazed all over the place, and the winner was already decided between lightning and flint.

Obviously, Beiguang College lost.

After several fights like this, Nanxing College's complexion is getting worse and worse.

Because in the arena, the contestants are all young, but their strength has reached the level of junior heavenly spirit masters. Their own martial arts are still at the ordinary stage.

With such a gap, they have to admit that they are a frog in a well.

Wu Zhenxing's fingers clenched tighter and tighter. From his frown, it could be seen that he was struggling and anxious.

At this time, a graceful woman in a big red dress appeared in the distance.

This person is the daughter of the city lord of Dongjun City, named Fu Lingxuan. She is 17 years old this year, and she is already a high-level celestial spirit master. With such a powerful talent, she can be regarded as a well-known topic in Cangyuan Kingdom.

And she is the niece of Elder Hu of the Spirit Sword Sect. It is said that she is related to her relatives, and she is likely to enter the Spirit Sword Sect.

Her bright red dress is dazzling, her eyes are twinkling like stars, the corners of her eyes are slightly raised, and when she raises her eyes, she immediately outlines a domineering and domineering figure. Her graceful figure is obviously delicate and beautiful, but it gives birth to a heroic spirit, like the sun. The red pepper under the light, just one stop away, already has the fierce aura of being a strong man.

Seeing this, the audience applauded thunderously and shouted excitedly.

Such a strong woman is naturally the object of everyone's pursuit.

After a while, Fu Lingxuan resolved several battles neatly. The challengers who fought in her hands were basically defeated in seconds. Her slender body is beautiful and charming, but her vicious and cruel moves still made many The audience shuddered.

This person was indeed as rumored, a ruthless and tough woman.

The few battles ended quickly, and Fu Lingxuan killed her opponent effortlessly.

At this moment, the gong sounded, and the old man called out the name of the next contestant: "Nan Xing Academy, Nan Jinghuan!"

At this time, the crowd cheering for Fu Lingxuan all turned their eyes to look in the direction of Nanxing College, seeing the students of Nanxing College sitting in the corner, looking shabby and embarrassed, everyone burst into laughter.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I really overestimated my capabilities. I knew I didn't have the strength, but I still wanted to participate. My skin is thicker than the city wall."

"They had a Su Yanyin in the Southern Sui Kingdom, and they naively thought that there was a chance to join the sect. As for those in the backcountry, it would be great to have one, and they were delusional about making another one. It's a dream."

Just like that, Nan Jinghuan walked onto the ring amidst the sarcasm pointed at by everyone, feeling the contemptuous and disdainful eyes around him, quietly clenched his fists under his sleeves, and looked solemnly at Fu Lingxuan opposite.

When Fu Lingxuan heard that he was from Nanxing College, a dark streak crossed her indifferent and proud face, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and she sneered: "I didn't expect the trash from Nanxing College to come, it's really strange."

Hearing this, Nan Jinghuan frowned, tried his best to suppress his anger, cupped his fists at her, and said coldly: "Please give me more advice!"

The corners of Fu Lingxuan's lips curled into a disdainful arc, and she snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you'll fall off the stage before I teach you."

After the words fell, Fu Lingxuan arrived like a thunderbolt, and slapped Nan Jinghuan.

Nan Jinghuan turned to one side, trying to avoid it, but who told him that he was only a mid-level celestial spirit master, not an opponent of a high-level celestial spirit master at all. Before taking two steps back, the aftermath that was released by the spiritual power flew out. He fell down the ring heavily.

Seeing this, everyone laughed even more, and even worse taunts exploded again.

I thought that Nanxing Academy had the courage to participate in the competition this time, so it was a bit confident, but I didn't expect to lose with one move, which is really disappointing.

"Nanxing Academy, is there anyone who is willing to challenge?" At this time, the old man in the judges' seat frowned slightly, his eyes were full of disdain, and he asked loudly.

(End of this chapter)