laughing saint

Chapter 302 Interlude
Li Xianmin and Zhang Xuantian sang together and successfully suppressed those discussions.Li Xianmin and Zhang Xuantian returned to their seats first, followed by Master Yunhai and Tong Guanjiang. Although Bai Hanhu wanted to stay and say something, he met Chen Xiaofan's smiling face.

"Sect Master Bai is such a kind person!"

"Good guy?"

"Didn't Sect Master Bai want to stay and help collect the corpse?" Bai Hanhu snorted and walked towards his seat without turning his head.

Wan Wanjun stepped onto the ring and loudly announced the result that everyone knew: "The state religion Chen Xiaofan won this match."

Then Li Yilang's body was carried away, and Chen Xiaofan also followed, because Lu Yi just said that the man was a little weird, so he wanted to see what was so weird.

The women of the Nishang Sect brought the body-carriers of Dao Xuanzong to a courtyard not far from the main hall. This is the place where the dead disciples of the Nishang Sect were buried. Much wasted.

Just after the corpse was put down, Li Shixiang and Li Yufa, the protector of the General Academy of Orthodox Education, came together for two days. Liu Mingyuan and Tian Bo just saluted Li Shixiang when they saw Li Shixiang, which seemed to be quite helpful.

Li Yufa felt a little surprised seeing Chen Xiaofan here too: "Xiaofan, why are you here?"

Chen Xiaofan sighed pretendingly, his face was really filled with a depressed expression: "Brother Li, after all, he is also the opponent who just fought against. He is worthy of my admiration, so I am here to express my condolences."

Li Shixiang had no time to listen to Li Yufa and Chen Xiaofan's exchange of greetings. He said to Liu Mingyuan and Tian Bo: "Let Li Yilang's body be handed over to the state church for custody. This is the suzerain's intention."

Liu Mingyuan and Tian Bo didn't feel anything, they said they found out and took the four disciples with them to leave. At this time, one of the disciples said with a strange expression: "Uncle Liu, even if our Daoxuanzong disciples die, they are still members of our sect." Chinese, how can you hand over his body to the state religion?"

Li Shixiang glared at the disciple who had spoken just now, but obviously that disciple was not in awe of him, so he stared back again, and Li Shixiang yelled, "Wanfeng! This is the meaning of the suzerain! You have to defy the meaning of the suzerain ?”

At this time, Tian Bo didn't miss the opportunity to attack Li Shixiang and said: "Brother Li, the suzerain has lived in the temple for a long time, and he doesn't know very well about us people in the mountains. Could you remind the suzerain in time?"

Li Yufa hastily smoothed things over and said, "Daoxuanzong's senior nephews, don't worry, our state religion will definitely take good care of Li Yilang's corpse."

Wanfeng said angrily: "Our Daoxuanzong sect has been established for at least 500 years. Is it possible that it has been reduced to the state religion, which has only been established for more than ten years? dead body!"

Chen Xiaofan stood watching from the side, and knew that he couldn't help with this kind of thing, let alone a helper, so he took two steps back and chose to watch as a quiet and handsome man.

Lu Yi said at this time: "This disciple named Wanfeng has an aura similar to Li Yilang's."

"You said you have the same aura as Li Yilang, so he is also weird?"

"Yes, I seem to vaguely remember this situation."

"What's so weird, Luyi, can't you explain it more clearly?"

"I need to check Li Yilang's body to find out."

"Oh, this is troublesome. You see, these two groups are about to fight. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor has not controlled Dao Xuanzong very well!"

"Xiaofan, do you think a sect is so easy to take over? Otherwise, Zhang Xuantian would not have used your master's hand to solve Li Yuanzun. If Li Yuanzun hadn't died, it would be even more troublesome now!"

"Luyi, you are right. Looking at the situation, we won't be able to argue for a while. Why don't we go back first? I feel like we're going to cause trouble here."

"I also feel that there is no way to check it now, so let's go." Chen Xiaofan walked quietly on the way when he came, and met Leng Shuang'er who came over after a while.

"Is Xiaofan okay?"

"Let's go back, those people are arguing."

Leng Shuang'er was not a nosy person either, so the two returned to their seats by the ring and watched the match that Chen Xiaofan thought was boring again.

Soon all the matches in the first round were over. Chen Xiaofan looked at Li Xianmin not far away, although he seemed calm, but he was already vaguely angry, because Li Shixiang came here just now, probably because of Li Yilang's corpse things.

Finally, the second match started. According to the order of the lottery, Chen Xiaofan played in the second match. He was facing the only disciple of the Nishang faction who had qualified. Chen Xiaofan was very familiar with this person but did not like her. This female disciple was called Xia Lin .

Although he didn't like it, he still had the necessary courtesy. Chen Xiaofan first bowed his hands to Xia Lin and said, "Xiaofan met sister Xia Lin."

Charlene snorted coldly and said, "I won't admit defeat, come on, let's fight again!"

Chen Xiaofan shook his head with a smile and said, "Why bother, Sister Xia Lin? You know I won't let you, because I really don't have a good impression of you."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Charlene jumped up and approached Chen Xiaofan with a few taps on the ground.

Chen Xiaofan didn't feel the slightest pressure. In his eyes, Xia Lin's movements were indeed too slow. When he turned around on the spot, he suddenly swayed his right foot, avoiding Xia Lin's sword and said with a smile: "Sister Xia, let me tell you But I won’t let you, but don’t worry I won’t bully you, I promise I won’t give you a sword.”

Charlene was furious when she heard the words, and she yelled softly, "You're insulting me by asking me!"

Chen Xiaofan laughed loudly: "Miss Xia Lin is really smart! Even the small thought in my heart has been discovered and admired!"

Xia Lin's face turned cold, and she stabbed out the sword in her hand several times, and the silver light scattered. She moved her steps and turned around to merge into the silver light. She saw the silver light's slim figure swaying like a slender willow branch in the wind.

Chen Xiaofan laughed and said, "Miss Xia Lin is pretty good. You have integrated the fairy sleeve dance into your sword moves. It seems that you have learned a lot from me, Xiaofan!"

Silver fell everywhere, and several sword lights pierced Chen Xiaofan while his figure was fluttering. Chen Xiaofan was already prepared to leap into the sky like a dragon, and Chen Xiaofan who came into the air said loudly: "Sister Xia Lin, everyone's time is precious. I'm not going to finish with you!"

Chen Xiaofan's curly body fell down rapidly, and when he approached Xia Lin, the bullet shot away from his body, and his speed suddenly rose to an unimaginable level.

When Charlene saw Chen Xiaofan's smiling face, she felt a numbness in the arm holding the sword. Although Charlene knew it was broken, she was powerless, and Chen Xiaofan held the sword again.

"Sister Charlene has accepted!"

"The state religion Chen Xiaofan wins this match." Wan Wanjun patted Xia Lin's unwilling body and announced.

(End of this chapter)