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Chapter 138 Sonic Martial Arts

Lin Xiaoyun's face changed, and the light in his eyes was trembling.79

Chu Tian stood still motionless, as if the sword that stabbed him was not a sword, nor was his blood flowing out.

"Why don't you hide, why don't you hide!"

Lin Xiaoyun shouted hysterically.

"Where is your knife? Why don't you get a knife? Are you wood?"

Chu Tian said lightly: "I didn't shoot at you, I will never!"

Lin Xiaoyun's expression changed rapidly, and his hands began to tremble a little.

The female students from Mingxin Academy, looking at this scene, all the lights in their eyes began to shimmer.

On the other hand, Han Feng took out a pile of jerky meat from his arms and distributed it to Lu Fan and others. He said while splitting it: "Come on, senior brother, senior brother Chu Xing, junior brother Lu Fan, this is the jerky meat made by Xiao Hei. Everyone, try it, Xiao Hei, don't bite me, just eat some jerky meat, what's the matter?"

Lu Fan comforted Xiao Hei, ate jerky happily, and watched Senior Brother Chu Tian and Lin Xiaoyun look at each other.

It seems that Senior Brother Chu Tian has a heavy sword, but in fact, he actually hurts the skin.

At the last moment, Lin Xiaoyun had already stopped and the Gangjin was not injected into it.

A little injury is completely fine.

Lu Fan and others were just watching the mood of having fun.

Master Yiqing glared at Han Feng and others repeatedly, which was so embarrassing.

At the critical moment when my senior brother was talking about love, these people actually started eating, and they whispered in their mouths, which was a big shame, and it was really a big shame.

I didn't say I left some jerky for them...

Chu Tian said to the instructor: "I admit defeat in this game."

The tutor smiled and nodded. It was rare to pick up girls during the college competition.

People say that the colleges of the Yiyuan Academy are all weird. When I see them today, it turns out to be true.

Lin Xiaoyun pulled the sword back, looked at Chu Tian at last, and walked slowly back.

The moment the sword was pulled out, the blood stopped. With the strength of Senior Brother Chu Tian, ​​he had such a small injury, so he would have been fine if he could sleep.

After walking slowly back, Han Feng looked at Chu Tian and said, "Second Brother, sorry, your share was stolen by Xiao Hei."

Chu Tian said: "Sorry, I lost the first game. But this won't affect you."

Han Feng waved his hand and said, "You are used to losing, who should take it seriously? It seems that the second game is going to show my strength. Dear brothers, junior brothers, I'm here."

After eating, Han Feng walked out with the Blushui Changtian Sword.

Chu Xing lowered his voice and asked Chu Tian: "When will I take my sister-in-law home?"

Chu Tian blushed rare and said, "What sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense."

The senior brother laughed and said, "I think this is OK. I'll take it back for the annual festival this year."

Lu Fan also laughed, but suddenly realized that Ling Yao's eyes were on him.

Lu Fan's eyes met Ling Yao immediately, and Ling Yao shyly lowered her head.

Lingyao is wearing very simple clothes today, but she has a dust removal atmosphere. She is wearing white clothes, her hair is tied out of her hair, and her every move is elegant and free.

Lu Fan slightly felt his heartbeat accelerate a little. Is this a feeling of heartbeat?

Maybe!

On the field, Han Feng stood carelessly.

He spread his legs and wanted to split on the ground.

This is what Senior Brother Han Feng said about the kingly and domineering posture, and stands up with the kingly and domineering spirit. After hearing from Senior Brother Chu Xing, Han Feng has practiced for this standing posture for a day.

However, according to Lu Fan and others, there is definitely no such thing as a king and domineering spirit, and turtle cheating is more like a bitch.

Rolling his eyes wildly, Lu Fan didn't know what to say, let him do it.

Anyway, Senior Brother Han Feng feels good enough.

Haha laughed, Han Feng said, "Who will fight me?"

Look at me, look at you and look at you, but you don’t mean to play.

Ling Yao lowered her head, Mingzhu pretended not to see Han Feng.

Man Yan and Yanran looked at each other, and obviously neither of them was willing to go up.

Especially Yanran, he had seen Han Feng take action. He knew that he might not be Han Feng's opponent when he went up.

In the end, Master Wuchou spoke.

"Manyan, come on the second game."

“Yes, Master!”

Man Yan stood up reluctantly, holding a jade flute in his hand. Man Yan frowned and looked at Han Feng and said, "Please give me advice."

Han Feng waved his hand carelessly: "I dare not be advised, I will be able to compete. Senior Sister Manyan, I heard that your dream soul-chasing song has advanced to the next level. Why don't we compare the article today? You play a song, I listen to a song. If I still stand, then I will win. If I can't hold on, I will lose. What?"

Man Yan's eyes lit up and he said, "Practitioner Han Feng is so courageous, so it's good, so it won't hurt your kindness. Then please ask Student Han Feng to listen to my song quietly."

Han Feng inserted the Bishui Changtian Sword to the ground, put his hands on his hips, and raised his chest and raised his head.

Lu Fan didn't know what to say about this posture, but he looked even more stupid, especially the movement of thrusting his waist, which was so vulgar. If a female student looked down on him, then there would be a ghost.

Man Yan placed the jade flute next to his mouth, and the garbha appeared on his body, which was also the cultivation level of the external gang realm.

The sound of the song instantly came, and Lu Fan felt the energy in his body move with him, such a domineering martial arts.

Such sonic martial arts are the most difficult to practice, but once they can be practiced well, it will be unpredictable, and the power cannot be underestimated.

If Senior Brother Han Feng is a little careless, he may suffer a loss.

The melodious sound of the song, from low to high, little by little, Man Yan's body still changed. It was visible to the naked eye, and waves spread out from the jade flute.

This is the manifestation of the power of the Gangjin pushing the heaven and earth, and the ripples hit Han Feng one by one.

Soon, Han Feng's face became solemn. He also released his body.

When seeing Han Feng's cultivation level in the outer Gang Realm, many students from Mingxin Academy exclaimed, especially those who were not in the Zhengxin Palace. Those students who were watching through the Tong Realm outside shouted.

"This scum actually has the strength of the outer gang realm, and it is hard tolerate the way of heaven!"

"He is so solid in his garment, not like he is coming from a wrong path. Humph, even if he really becomes powerful, he can't be arrogant in Mingxinyuan."

"Last time he almost peeped at me in the mountains to take a shower! Damn scum, come on, Senior Sister Manyan."

"Down with the scum!"

......

Such shouts rang everywhere in Mingxinyuan.

Even Lu Fan in Zhengxin Palace could hear the sound vaguely.

Scum?

Who are you calling for? Senior Brother Han Feng?

Could it be that Senior Brother Han Feng still has such a "single name" in Mingxinyuan?"

Lu Fan chuckled and touched Xiao Hei's head.

Manyan's sonic martial arts have no effect on him at all.
Chapter completed!
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