I! Quasi-Emperor, Loli Master Eavesdropped on His Heart

[Eighteen, but it fits my length very well. Shen

Xuan muttered in his heart.

Soon, only he and a sturdy Tsing Yi disciple with a national character face and a sturdy figure were left on the battle platform.

"Seventh Peak, Zhao Qingfeng!" this person reported his name, his face was proud, and his sturdy physique made him feel oppressive just by standing there.

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the seventh peak in the audience burst into cheers

! "Brother Zhao is the strongest! The seventh peak will win!" "

With Senior Brother Zhao's strength, this conference is very likely to hit the first place!" A white-clothed senior brother said with a smile.

His words gave everyone more confidence, and the cheers rose higher and higher!

......

In this regard, Shen Xuan just smiled indifferently.

He was dressed in green clothes fluttering, his long hair flew away with the wind, and his temperament was unbeatable, like an immortal descending to the mortal world.

"Thirty-six peaks, Shen Xuan. His

voice was clear and soft, full of magnetism, countless girls and a few fierce men, only to feel that the soul seemed to be sucked by this voice!

Thousands of people in the audience were in an uproar, whether it was Shen Xuan's temperament or his identity as a disciple of the Thirty-six Peaks, it was too topical!" "He is indeed a disciple of the Thirty-six Peaks!"

"Although he is very weak, he ...... How could there be such a handsome man in the world!" The

female disciple covered his chest, as if to prevent his heart from flying to the erect figure.

A male disciple in the audience, holding the spirit sword, looked at Shen Xuan's direction, full of fighting intent.

This person is a well-known little genius in the Sword Sect - Wei Xiaoshou, who has been at the peak of forging in just over a year after joining the sect.

And this person is an out-and-out cultivator, looking for someone to practice swords every day, so he is also known as the "little prince of fencing".

Under the watchful eyes of all the people, with Elder Meng Jie's order, the first battle of martial arts began!

Facing Shen Xuan, Zhao Qingfeng did not hide the contempt in his eyes, this white-faced boy who even had to climb on the battle platform really made him not interested in fighting.

Moreover, relying on a stinky skin, suppressing the cheers that belonged to him is really unpleasant......

"Brother Shen, I suggest you directly admit defeat and step down, after all, the sword has no eyes, if you hurt your handsome face, it won't be good.

Zhao Qingfeng smiled, looking like he was thinking about his opponent.

There were bursts of laughter from the audience, most of them were majestic male voices, after all, Shen Xuan's appearance was really too shocking, and they couldn't find the point of attack, so they could only mock fiercely in terms of strength.

On the battle platform, Shen Xuan glanced at the other party's chest muscles that couldn't even be covered by a wide robe, and nodded thoughtfully, "What Brother Feng said is reasonable, and Shen actually thinks so."

As soon as his words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

"No, is he really going to admit defeat? This is the first game!" "

I think he is very self-aware, after all, judging from his previous performance alone, the two of them have already made a decision, even if he is a hundred Shen Xuan together, he is not Zhao Qingfeng's opponent. "

Cut, my dignified disciple of the Sword Sect, his arrogance is like a long sword in his hand, he would rather bend than bend! How can there be a person like him who has already admitted defeat before he has even started to move, it is really a shame for my disciple of the Sword Sect!" Luo

Xiaoxue on the high platform widened his eyes, isn't it, are you so stubborn dog?

Just when everyone was talking, Shen Xuan sighed and spoke again:

"Shen knows that his cultivation is a small end, it is not worth mentioning, but it is just ...... The master has an order, but Shen can't admit defeat if he wants to!"

"So, please Brother Feng hurry up and defeat Shen, and I will go back to explain to the master." As

soon as these words came out, the hall was full of laughter again, how could Thirty-six Peak have such a strange disciple, and it would rather be a clown to be funny, right

? Zhao Qingfeng's face turned dark, since he refused to admit defeat, then you said it earlier, forced Lai Lai to pull so much water time?

Also, can you not call me Brother Feng, how awkward is it to hear!

Seeing that they didn't do anything, they just played, Elder Meng Jie snorted unhappily: "You two haven't started to fight yet, are you waiting for the meal?"

Zhao Qingfeng hugged his fists and apologized, then his wrist flicked, and the long sword pulled out a sword flower, and then he saw the sword light flash, and suddenly stabbed towards Shen Xuan's position!

Seeing this, Shen Xuan's body did not move at all, looking like he was in a daze.

This made the audience stunned, this big brother moved, could it be that he was scared stupid?

The young man was not in a hurry at all.

As

soon as the voice of his heart fell, Zhao Qingfeng didn't take a few steps, but he felt as if he had tripped over something under his feet, and his body was unstable.

[It's a pity, if Master Lori is allowed to fall, it will be much better looking than him......] Shen Xuan sighed regretfully in his heart.

And this scene made the audience silent ......

"Ah

, this ......" "Senior Brother Zhao, what's going on?"

"Maybe there were too many viewers, which made Brother Zhao a little nervous, so he accidentally fell......"

Some people explain like this, but in fact, they don't believe it.

Zhao Qingfeng hurriedly got up from the ground and looked at his feet, but he didn't find any small stones or anything like that.

"It's really weird...... he muttered to himself, and then he immediately drew his sword again, killing Shen Xuan!

"Bang!"

There was another low sound of falling to the ground.

Everyone: ???

, whether it was an ordinary disciple or a high-ranking member of the sect, they all looked at the figure that fell again.

At this moment, the sense of shame in Zhao Qingfeng's heart burst out, this flat ground fell twice

in a row, and directly lost all the momentum before! He got up again in disgrace, holding his sword, and rushed towards Shen Xuan again without believing in evil!

"Bang!"

Everyone couldn't bear to look at it directly, and fell three times on the ground, Zhao Qingfeng, you are really a little genius, you are so good, do your family know?

Whether it was the high-level of the sect on the stage, or Elder Meng Jie, who was presiding over the competition, his face was very strange.

Just now they used their divine thoughts to investigate, but they didn't find anything wrong, to sum up, they can only attribute these three mistakes to Zhao Qingfeng's own leg and foot problems.

"Ahem, Brother Feng, in fact, you don't have to make this big gift to Shen, after all, my master respects her and she has no idea of accepting an apprentice for the time being.

Shen Xuan coughed dryly and kindly reminded.

"You!" Zhao Qingfeng raised his forehead, which had been knocked red and swollen, and glared at Shen Xuan angrily.

He forced himself to get up, but he didn't rush over without a brain, although he didn't know what was going on, but he felt that this might have nothing to do with Shen Xuan!

" Zhao's legs and feet are inconvenient, so you will come over!" Zhao

Qingfeng sneered and secretly praised his wit.

Shen Xuan laughed, but he didn't refuse.

"Since Brother Feng is kindly invited, I will be disrespectful. The

young man took a step forward, however, in full view of everyone, Zhao Qingfeng, who was standing motionless, fell to the ground again for some reason!

That posture was the same as the previous three times.

"Brother Feng, I said that I don't need to do this apprenticeship, but your master is still watching from above, he will be cold. With a gentle smile on his face, Shen Xuan reminded kindly again.

"I'm grass!" Zhao Qingfeng finally couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, what the hell is going on

with this horse! Elder Zhao Jie, who was in charge of presiding, said with a gloomy face: "Zhao Qingfeng, if you are like this again, then the old man will think that you have taken the initiative to admit defeat!" "I ......" Zhao Qingfeng

felt a grievance in his heart, this is really not his problem

! He quickly got up, adjusted his aura to the best, and even stood his sword in front of him, as the third leg to stabilize his body! !

This time, he didn't believe that he could still fall!

Zhao Qingfeng stared directly at the other party's movements, watching him raise his feet, take steps, and land, Zhao Qingfeng's spirit became more and more concentrated.

As Shen Xuan landed on the ground with the second step, there was no abnormal situation, Zhao Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief a little, but at this moment, there seemed to be something under his feet, his face changed greatly, and he was about to take action, but he suddenly found that his body seemed to be out of control for a moment, and he ......fell forward

When Meng

Jie saw this scene, he was so angry that he wanted to slap this shameful boy to death, and he immediately announced:

"The first competition, Shen Xuan of the Thirty-sixth Peak, win!"

As the results were announced, thousands of disciples felt that everything was like a dream......

Shen Xuan, he actually won? That rookie who had to use both hands and feet to climb the battle platform actually defeated the genius disciple of the Seventh Peak?

In an instant, those disciples who had mocked Shen Xuan before felt that there was an invisible big hand that was frantically slapping their faces!

It turned out that the clown was actually me