Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 46 This Instructor Please Respect Yourself

"How did he do it?" Even as mentors, many of them didn't understand Jia Baoyu's meaning at this moment, and they couldn't understand how Peng Ye received an attack from a sea of ​​bitterness.

"He was able to receive Jimo Kailong's attack as a mortal, and there are two 'just right', the first one is to persevere in his mind, and the second is that the place blocked by the wooden sword is that Jimo Kailong Where the dragon swings his ax forcefully, if it is blocked, no matter how strong your attack is, it will be resolved naturally. This move requires precision, precision, and precision. If you lack one, you will lose, and you will be considered brave." Jia Baoyu said at this time , explain it to everyone.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and they all suddenly realized that it turns out that the weak can defeat the strong, and the soft can overcome the strong, it's not just rumors that come out of nowhere, it's really possible.

"Now it's my turn to fight back."

In the Ninth Martial Field, Peng Ye, who was blocking Jimo Kailong's Bone Axe, immediately glanced sideways, and the corner of his mouth twitched with evil charm.

Swish!
Jimo Kailong retreated subconsciously.

"Want to avoid me? Do you think I'm you?" However, Peng Ye had already seen through all of Jimo Kailong's tricks, and was the first to judge Jimo Kailong's retreating subconscious, and went to a place!
what? !

Everyone rubbed their eyes.

Originally, I thought Peng Ye was miraculous in blocking Jimo Kailong's attack, but I didn't expect him to have this kind of operation to know the enemy's action before he even moves!
"The victory has been decided."

The old deputy dean on the high platform looked at Peng Ye with his old eyes, and then turned his eyes to the giant on the ground, with a gratified smile on his face. There seems to be a surprising little guy among the freshmen this year. .

After a few minutes.

In the Ninth Martial Field, Jimo Kailong was already in disarray, while Peng Ye's ghostly pace was constantly misaligned, and he played "Swordsmanship" to the extreme. Although there was no aura, every blow fell on Jimo Kailong's body... …

Bang!
The last dull sound sounded, and Jimo Kailong was directly hit by the wooden sword on the knee, kneeling on the ground, almost every part of his body was excruciatingly painful.

He is a cultivator of the Sea of ​​​​Bitter Realm, and it stands to reason that no matter how powerful an ordinary person is, it is impossible for him to have any serious problems, but the Peng Ye he met today made him seem to have seen a ghost...

As everyone knows, Peng Ye is proficient in acupoints, and every blow hits an acupoint on his body with great precision. Otherwise, how can ordinary ordinary attacks hurt the immortal cultivator?
"I admit defeat!" Jimo Kailong's mouth twitched in pain, and he knelt in front of Peng Ye with the veins on his forehead looming, and he finally couldn't help but let out a deep drink.

"I told you a long time ago that if you admit defeat, you won't end up like this." Peng Ye shrugged and said, putting away the wooden sword.

"The Ninth Martial Field, the winner: Peng Ye!"

The old man on the high platform announced loudly at this time.

offstage.

"You were really scary just now." Seeing Peng Ye's figure walking towards him, Su Zhenzhen went up to meet him and said, "Are you really carrying a blood feud?"

"Is there?" Peng Ye casually smiled in amazement, and said immediately, "I just feel sorry for my clothes. I was cheated out of penniless before. I have worked as a waiter in Yong'an for three months to get these clothes... ... cost me eight hundred gold coins."

"..." As soon as these words came out, Su Zhenzhen and Zhang Hanyan were speechless for a while, they rolled their eyes, unable to laugh or cry, as for a piece of clothing, they thought who gave it to them, it seemed that they were thinking too much.

At this time, in the crowd, a girl suddenly came towards Peng Ye. Peng Ye still knew this girl and remembered her deeply.

Think about it, who else would Peng Ye know when he came to the Nine Wastelands besides those female classmates He Suzhenzhen and Zhang Hanyan?Ma Rourou is the niece Ma Rourou who was Tang Junbiao in Yong'an.

At this time, the tall Ma Rourou was walking gracefully and fiddling, step by step towards Peng Ye's direction, with a bit of admiration on his face, but there was still a bit of arrogance in the admiration, "Peng Ye, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, you are not bad. Well, are you interested in hanging out with me? My cousin Li Wangheng is a favorite in the academy, follow me, and I won't let you suffer."

"Yo, I thought who it was, it turned out to be Miss Ma, but I'm afraid that you are so tall that Peng can't afford it." Peng Ye smiled and replied flatly.

Although Ma Rourou is beautiful and has a good figure, Fang Suzhen and Zhang Hanyan are not inferior at all, but Peng Ye is completely dismissive of her at this time, and has no interest in her at all.

For the purpose of dealing with a person, Peng Ye still depends on character, not appearance. He has already experienced the age of the Appearance Association and judging people by appearance.

"If you don't know how to praise, don't think that the calf will be able to fight against the world when he shows his sharpness at the beginning of his sword test. It will start there when he goes to the academy." Ma Rourou said coldly and disdainfully, "If you go to the academy and there is no one to protect you, it will be difficult to stand firm , you don’t have to rush to answer me now, come to me when you think it over.” After finishing speaking in a cold voice, he left toward one side.

"Peng Ye, who is this woman? So arrogant?" Su Zhenzhen frowned slightly, looking at the direction where Ma Rourou left.

"An arrogant and conceited little girl, don't worry about it." Peng Ye shrugged, smiled at Su Zhenzhen and the two of them, "Come on, let's ask Teacher Jia Baoyu to see what the third round of Wan Wan will do tomorrow. Kuishan how to test."

"En." Su Zhenzhen nodded to Zhang Hanyan.

Square, gazebo.

The three of Peng Ye quickly came to the place where many mentors gathered. Many mentors showed blazing eyes on Peng Ye, and they all seemed to win him over to their own names. Did not dare to intervene in vain.

Among the many mentors, Jia Baoyu's cultivation is not considered superior, but the interpersonal relationship behind him in the academy is so strong that they have to be afraid. It is said that he has a good relationship with the dean.

"Mr. Jia, where will we meet up for Mount Wankui tomorrow?" Peng Ye took the lead, clasped his hands together, bowed to Jia Baoyu, and asked politely.

"Tomorrow morning at six quarters of an hour, gather in this square. At that time, flying beasts will come here to pick up all the advanced students." Teacher Jia Baoyu said, "Remember not to be late. If you are late, it will be regarded as abstention."

"Yes, I see." Peng Ye nodded with a serious expression, then frowned, and glanced at a person with dark eyes.

There, there was a young mentor, about 28 years old, with piercing eyes, staring at Zhang Hanyan and Suzhenzhen seriously.

Su Zhenzhen and Zhang Hanyan also felt shuddering at this moment, as if they were prey and were firmly locked by the hunter.

"This mentor, please respect yourself." Peng Ye took a step sideways, covering Zhang Hanyan and Su Zhenzhen behind him, with a calm expression, and spoke to the young mentor neither humble nor overbearing.

(End of this chapter)