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Chapter 540

"Brother Xiao Yan." Xun'er looked at the figure on the square who was a little taller and slimmer than half a year ago. His delicate and pretty face suddenly revealed a look that made the male students around him covet him. An elegant smile.

"This guy makes such a big fuss every time. He really likes to show off." Her beautiful eyes stared closely at the figure who had not seen him for half a year. Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his mouth was still a little reluctant. Rao said.

"Hehe, sister Xiao Yu, is that the brother Xiao Yan that Xun'er said? I didn't expect that he rushed over at the last moment." Beside Xiao Yu, a group of girls who seemed to be in the same class as Xun'er, their eyes Staring at the back figure in the field with curiosity, he asked with a smile.

"Yes, this is the bastard who made Xun'er worried. Are you disappointed?" Xiao Yu couldn't help but said as she glanced at Xun'er who was smiling softly.

"Hey, it all depends on strength. What's the point of just looking good?" the girls said happily. In an environment like Canaan College where strength is also respected, a man's appearance is not the most important thing. The man who can easily defeat powerful opponents in a competition and then retreat casually is the most perfect man in their hearts.

"But even if he rushes over now, the situation is not very good. Xue Beng is a nine-star fighting master, and the skills he practices are still at the lower level of the Xuan level. His marksmanship has also been perfected, and he has a set of Xuan skills. The intermediate-level "Die Lang" marksmanship fighting skill has defeated many opponents." A beautiful girl suddenly said timidly.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu and others frowned slightly, then glanced at Xun'er who was calm and composed, and said with some uncertainty: "The bastard should be able to handle it, after all, he was already a high-level man half a year ago. He is a fighting master. I don’t believe that with his temperament, he will achieve nothing in the past six months.”

With beautiful eyes staring at the young man carrying a giant ruler on his back for a long time, Teacher Ruolin breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Now that Xiao Yan has arrived, even if he loses the game, she will only lose this year. It's just a chance to be promoted to Xuanjie Tutor. If there is a chance next year, you can fight for it again. After all, with the potential that Xiao Yan showed in the admissions test, she believes that as long as he can practice in the academy for a year, he will definitely be able to catch up. schedule.

"Okay, okay, don't be crazy. Since this kid has rushed over, let's stay and cheer him on. No matter how long he lasts, at least he is a member of our Huangjie Class Two." Overlooking the girls, Tutor Ruolin said helplessly, but judging from her words, it was obvious that she did not have high expectations for Xiao Yan to defeat Xue Beng.

"Is he that Xiao Yan?" Bai Shan, who was dressed in white and tall and tall, looking like a tree in the wind, looked at the young man in black robe in the square in surprise. He didn't expect that at this last moment, this guy I actually caught up.

"The aura is quite calm. He may have some abilities, but that's all." Looking at the expression of the young man in black robe who was not moved at all by the crowds of people around him, Bai Shan raised his eyebrows and said lightly, for this potential His love rival, who has extremely high vision, did not give him too high a score.

"Is this the brother Xiao Yan that Xiao Xun'er said? He is finally willing to show up. But he doesn't look very handsome. I really don't know why she cares about him so much." The girl in a red dress looked with interest. After scanning Xiao Yan's body, Xuanyuan curled his lips and said.

"What's the use of being handsome? Can the referee give him extra points?" On the side, the old man with white hair and beard rolled his eyes. A pair of cloudy eyes like an ordinary old man stopped at Xiao Yan. After a moment, his brows He wrinkled slightly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, shook his head, and chuckled lightly: "A very interesting little guy."

"I hope I won't be defeated by Xue Beng as soon as I come on the stage. Otherwise, Xiao Xun'er's face will be really humiliated." The girl in red held a strand of long light red hair hanging down in her slender hands, a little The way of gloating.

"Let's see." The old man smiled and made contact with the referee's table not far away. He found that several old friends there also had some surprise in their eyes. They must have recognized the man named Xiao Yan. There is something strange about the little guy.

"Are you Xiao Yan?" In the square where everyone was watching, the cold-faced Xue Beng stomped the spear on the hard floor, looking directly at the black-robed young man in front of him, and said coldly.

Xiao Yan smiled and nodded.

"You are not worthy of her." Seeing Xiao Yan nod, Xue Beng's words were direct and disdainful.

"Maybe." Hearing this, Xiao Yan suddenly felt helpless. He was Xun'er's suitor again. This girl seemed to be really prosperous in Canaan College.

"There are countless people in Canaan College waiting for you to show up. From today on, I'm afraid you will have endless troubles. I am the first to challenge you, but I will definitely not be the last." Xue Beng sneered. He made a sound, and then swung the spear in his hand, pointing the tip of the spear directly at Xiao Yan: "I will defeat you in front of her. A mediocre girl like that is not qualified to have her."

"Sure enough, they are still a bunch of jealous brats." Looking at Xue Beng who declared war on him when they met, Xiao Yan was speechless. He sighed, slowly loosened his palms, and inserted the Xuan Zhong ruler heavily into the ground. Above, the sound of collision was heard.

"I also hate those continuous troubles, so in order to put an end to them, I can only aggrieve you." The giant ruler inserted on the ground left a wide black shadow on the ground, Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at Xue Bengqing smiled.

"Oh? You want to use me to scare the monkeys?" Xue Beng was no fool. Hearing Xiao Yan say this, he understood his intention. A hint of hidden anger flashed in his eyes, and he sneered and said: "Yes. Don’t be afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue.”

"Can we start?" Xiao Yan tilted his head slightly, looked at the referee's seat where seven or eight elderly men were sitting, and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Looking at Xiao Yan, the old men looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Arrogant boy!"

Seeing the referee nodding, Xue Beng's face turned slightly cold. He clenched the handle of the gun with his palms and suddenly stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet. The spear vibrated and shot straight at Xiao Yan with a sharp force.

With his body motionless, Xiao Yan looked at Xue Beng, who was the first to attack with a spear, with a calm expression. As mentioned before, he clearly knew that there were many people in Canaan Academy who were hostile to him because of Xun'er. People, now new here, want to put an end to those constant challenges, so the only way is to intimidate!

Intimidate with absolute strength!

Moreover, even if he excludes the reason that he hates the constant troubles, Xiao Yan still urgently needs to win an overwhelming victory without any suspense when he first came to Canaan College where geniuses gather!
  He wanted to prove one thing to everyone, that is, the brother Xiao Yan that Xiao Xun'er kept talking about had the strength to stand in front of her and withstand any storm!

He wanted to let people know that her vision would not let anyone down! He was a waste back then, so Xun'er once stood in front of him, but now, he doesn't want the past to happen again!
  Therefore, in this battle, he does not need any stalemate and hard work. What he needs is an overwhelming victory!

This time's arrogance is a small reward for the girl who has been waiting for him for several years!
  He wanted her to know that he had not wasted these two years!
  With thoughts in his mind turning like a tide, Xiao Yan took a deep breath, took out his black robe with both hands, and slowly lifted up the sleeves of the robe.

Before the opponent's fierce offensive was about to come, they calmly adjusted their sleeves and looked at Xiao Yan's calm appearance. The sea of ​​people around the square suddenly became a little quiet. They only had one word for Xiao Yan's performance at this time. To describe: arrogant!
  Looking at Xiao Yan's actions with cold eyes, Xue Beng's heart became more angry. As the thoughts in his heart turned, the fighting energy in his body suddenly surged into the spear. The tip of the spear brought out a light red light, and his palm hit the spear fiercely. At the end of the handle, the spear suddenly shot out, almost in the blink of an eye, before it reached Xiao Yan's throat!

"what!"

Seeing the lightning-like offensive of Xue Beng, Xiao Yu, Tutor Ruolin and others, their expressions could not help but change slightly. Only Xun'er remained calm. She knew clearly in her heart that the Xiao Yan now was no longer the Xiao Yan back then. The trash of the family, even Nalan Yanran, who was carefully trained and trained by the Yunlan Sect, was defeated by him. This is enough to show how powerful Xiao Yan is now!
  Young Douzong!

His brother Xiao Yan is no longer a genius, but a strong man!

Under the gaze of countless eyes full of various emotions, Xue Beng's mighty spear offensive reached Xiao Yan's throat in a flash. However, just when everyone was waiting for the bloody scene that was about to appear, The tip of the gun, which was less than half an inch away from Xiao Yan's throat, suddenly became stiff as if it were frozen in space!

Countless eyes suddenly moved along the spear, and finally stopped at the barrel of the spear. There, a white and slender hand was holding the barrel of the spear tightly, and Xue Beng's fierce blow was actually forced by this palm. Stopped.

In the square, countless eyes moved slowly along the palms of their hands, and finally stopped on the young man in black robe with a plain face. Suddenly, the whole place was in an uproar!

Slowly raising his eyes, Xiao Yan smiled at Xue Beng, whose face changed drastically. The corners of his mouth curved slightly and he said softly: "Too weak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan's body shook, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out, crushing towards Xue Beng crazily!

In an instant, Xue Beng suddenly felt that his body was being crushed by Wanren Lianyue. His internal organs were suddenly injured, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his face was pale. He even knelt down and surrendered!

Seeing this, Xiao Yan frowned. It would be too boring to crush his opponent with just his breath.

Moreover, how can others know how powerful he is by just crushing him with his breath? Thinking like this, Xiao Yan restrained his breath, and the right hand that was originally holding the tip of the spear turned into a sword finger, and flicked the tip of the spear at a speed that was invisible to everyone present.

"swing!"

As a sound of gold and iron clashed, Xue Beng flew out together with the spear in his hand!

"Ta-ta..." After Xue Beng flew upside down and landed on the ground, he took several steps back, and finally stopped when he stabbed his spear hard into the ground.

After quickly taking a high-level healing elixir, Xue Beng's injuries recovered.

Raising his hand to remove the blood on his face, Xue Beng looked at Xiao Yan again with a solemn expression!

"That feeling just now...what exactly is hidden in Xiao Yan?"

When I felt it again, I found nothing unusual!

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Xue Beng sneered, "Ha! It's nothing more than relying on foreign objects!"

After the words fell, Xiao Yan didn't give Xiao Yan a chance to speak, and raised his gun again. In a flash, he crossed the entire ring and came to Xiao Yan again. The spear pierced Xiao Yan's chest like thunder!
  Seeing this, Xiao Yan looked calm, raised his fist, and hit Xue Beng's attack hard!
  Feeling the sudden rise of terrifying energy, Xue Beng's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a look of horror finally appeared on his face!
  The black fist shadow, filled with terrifying energy, suddenly appeared in front of Xue Beng's eyes. Wherever the fist passed, there were subtle fluctuations in the space, and the harsh sound of sonic booms, like the sound of muffled thunder, was endless.

Under Xiao Yan's fierce offensive, which was like a thunderous strike, even the hard floor was constantly erupting with cracking sounds, and cracks spread rapidly from the soles of his feet under the gaze of countless shocking eyes. .

The speed of Xiao Yan's attack was as fast as lightning, but Xue Bengfa was really not the kind of person who could only show off his power with words. Although he was horrified by the strength Xiao Yan displayed, his reaction was the same. Soon, when Xiao Yan's fist quickly enlarged in his eyes, he gave up the spear that was restrained by the opponent without any hesitation, took a small step back, flicked the ring on his finger, and a silver gun was made of fine steel. The spear he created appeared in his hand instantly.

With the spear in hand, Xue Beng's fighting spirit, which was shrunk by Xiao Yan's terrifying blow, quickly soared, and he let out a low roar from his throat. The fighting spirit in his body was being pushed to the extreme at this moment, and the light red fighting spirit erupted from his body. It spurted out, and finally formed a red douqi gauze on the surface of the body.

When the fighting spirit surged in his body, Xue Beng's hand did not stop at all. The tip of the spear shook, and more than a dozen afterimages were shaken out. Red light surged, and the afterimages suddenly closed together. Finally, the entire spear turned into a blur. The dazzling red light stabbed towards Xiao Yan.

"Die Lang!"

With a low roar in his heart, the spear in Xue Beng's hand stabbed Xiao Yan with a fierce momentum. As the gun body vibrated, red light surged up one after another. The hot breath was like red. Like a wave of fire.

On the square, under the gaze of countless people, a dazzling red light set off a torrential wave of air. Such power made many people burst into uproar. He was worthy of being a top student qualified to participate in the inner court selection competition. Such ferocity In terms of attack, I'm afraid it can catch up with those strong men who have just entered the level of great fighter, right?
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