Wei Cun was taken aback by the breakthrough on the spot, but he just took a step backwards and immediately developed a vicious idea in his heart.

Wei Cun stared at Chen Shaobai coldly, blinked his green eyes, opened and closed his lips, and said silently, "I don’t know how to divide the exhaust. It’s really a mangy dog, and it deserves to be interrupted."
The power brought by the breakthrough is the most easily lost, and this time is also the most unstable time for people’s mood. He wants Chen Shaobai to hold back his anger and make moves in the auditorium.
Auditorium is the most sacred and inviolable place in every state-level institution of higher learning. If Chen Shaobai dares to start work, those teachers who cultivate for transcendence will personally slay him without drawing his sword.
But for Wei Cun’s provocation, Chen Shaobai didn’t seem to see it at all. He just cast his eyes on the three-foot-high green Se sword, as if he had been fascinated by it.
"It really is a rude person in the countryside!" Cao burning eye, saw at a glance what Chen Shaobai’s current state represents, but he has divided Chen Shaobai into enemies, no matter what Chen Shaobai does, he can only see shortcomings.
As soon as he spoke, the yes-men around him echoed with him, making the auditorium noisy.
"Shut up."
Wu Pei only said two words, without any threat, and her tone was gentle. None of the students present dared to continue talking, and even dared not breathe more.
The auditorium was silent, and the needles could be heard.
He stared at Chen Shaobai for half a ring: "Glass mirror. The peak of the 16-year-old swordsman, even if you look at the big business Kyushu and even Kaiyuan countries, is not bad. What’s your name? "
"Student Chen Shaobai met Mr. Wu three days ago."
Hearing this, Wu Pei pondered for a while before shaking his head and said, "I can’t remember anyone under three feet of sword mans." However, Chen Shaobai, your name is worth remembering. "
Like swordsmen, the realm of swordsmen is divided into three parts: harmony of body and mind, three-foot sword mans, and extreme change of J Ο ng soul. Every small realm represents a leap in strength. Under normal circumstances, a middle-level swordsman with a "three-foot sword awn" can easily defeat three early-level swordsman with a "harmonious body and mind", while the gap in the latter realm is even more outrageous.
"Thank you, Mr. Wu, for your kindness." Chen Shaobai’s tone is calm and calm. The glimpse three days ago made him understand that this teacher with extraordinary identity strength doesn’t like noisy people. The more gentle he is, the more he is interested in Wu Pei.
Sure enough, Chen Shaobai’s supercilious answer made Wu Pei’s eyes show a little appreciation of Se. He thought for a moment, raised his hand and said, "Catch."
A clear Meng Meng light surprises, Chen Shaobai a whisking, only feel a cool palm, then feel that thing straight into his body.
The feeling of coolness rises from the soles of the feet and lingers around the whole body. The faint light washes away all the filth in the whole body, and the whole person becomes spotless, not only the body, but also the clothes washed by polluted air, which also become clean and refreshing and look brand-new and white.
Chen Shaobai was surprised by this illogical scene in front of him, but his face remained calm and peaceful: "This is?"
"Dust-removing charm, which contains spiritual power that can maintain a year’s turnover, can make it easier for you to understand the [glass mirror] of the swordsman’s peak, and stabilize the realm early." WuPei gentle recruit waved.
"If you don’t get paid for nothing, please ask Mr. Wu to take it back." Chen Shaobai fuels.
"Reactive power is not affected by Lu? Where did the sour thought come from? To build kendo is to compete with heaven for life and people for treasure. The yogi has been fighting for it all his life. If you have such a mind, just give up the idea of practicing sword and become a monk! "
Wu Pei said in a reprimanded tone, but with a little soft Se in her eyes, she seemed to be more and more satisfied with Chen Shaobai’s performance.
"The students are taught!" Chen Shaobai identified each other xìng son indifference pity is high, will speak to test, the other party said, he should immediately down, make a pair of mistakes can change.
"So, Kong Lao, go on."
As Wu Pei gave the order, the entrance ceremony continued. Thirteen teachers each said something before standing in front of the green Se sword, and immediately stepped down. Finally, Kong Lao, who had a white-haired shawl, came to power and talked for a quarter of an hour, so that all the people present were sworn in.
Chen Shaobai knew that the ceremony was finished, and he tilted his head to Wei Cun, who had repeatedly provoked him before, and found that the other party was staring at himself with y and n, which seemed to be indecisive.
Chen Shaobai also thinking in my mind, how to find a header, find a place where there is no mentor, kill each other by the sword, and get back for thousands of years.
"Finally, let’s have another fight."
Wu Pei stunned everyone with a word.
"The auditorium is sacred and solemn. Isn’t it a bit …" Kong Lao stopped and seemed to be in awe of Wu Pei.
Hearing what he said, Wu Pei stroked the three-foot green Se sword behind him with one hand, and his expression was indifferent as water. He said, "The most sacred sword in the auditorium is this green tripod sword, which has suppressed Fengzhou for nearly 500 years and must be eager to fight."
When this statement came out, Kong Lao immediately kept silent and seemed to acquiesce in the other party’s proposal.
Bidou naturally can’t be the teacher’s appearance in person, and Wu Pei and Kong Lao, who have the highest strength, have no rivals, so those who play Bidou naturally can only be new students.
Some clever students hold their heads high, pull out their backs and tuck in their stomachs, and hold their swords tightly at the waist or behind them, trying to show their bravery, so that this master with superior status and strength can take a fancy to himself and have a chance to show his face.
Wu Pei’s eyes glanced back and forth in the crowd, and finally she seemed to casually make a few imaginary points on the two people with the most special Se: "Chen Shaobai and the one with green eyes, just the two of you."
Dozens of students around have pushed away to make room, even Cao Ran, who had less money and more money, was no exception.
Chen Shaobai looked up and Wei Cun glances, saw each other in the heart of pitfalls, atmosphere suddenly some anxiety.
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