Resurrection: The Female Netizen Is Actually The Top God Of War?

Can this be said?

Are you so brave? Just say that directly on stage?

But for some reason, Xin Yuan's very "down-to-earth" expression made the students feel a lot better about him.

Every year at the opening ceremony, the head of the freshman sings a high-profile speech with a manuscript. He is not very old next year, so he insists on making it so official, with a sense of preaching.

These students have long been tired of listening to it. Today, a person came up to ask for money, and it feels pretty good.

But Mo Qinggu obviously didn't think so.

"Let's not talk about the 30 million for now, the 3 million can't..."

In the middle of speaking, a vigorous old man rushed to Xin Yuan's side, snatched the microphone from his hand, and held it in his hand.

"Hehe, Xin Yuan is still so humorous, he always likes to joke around."

Seeing what Xin Yuan wanted to say, he quickly whispered in Xin Yuan's ear:

"Jun Anyi told me that I gave you a card, and that card belongs to you, and I will send the money to that card!"

"It's the opening ceremony! Can you save me some face?"

After that, the old and the young exchanged eye contact for a long time, and Xin Yuan finally agreed.

Mo Qinggu also didn't dare to let Xin Yuan give any speeches anymore, he could see that this kid really didn't follow the routine and was a bit difficult to deal with.

Then, he hurried to work on one final project:

"Okay, today's freshman ceremony has come to a successful conclusion. I hope that everyone can hone their abilities in the days to come and strive to make contributions to safeguarding the peace of this world as soon as possible."

"Then it's time for the challenge. Does anyone want to compete with the freshman chief? Of course, if the freshman chief thinks the gap is too big, he can refuse."

This kind of sparring is basically not of much significance. It is basically an exhibition match, but they are all young people, and no one can save face, so there are basically a few games in the past.

But Mo Qinggu has also seen it clearly during this period of getting along, Xin Yuan will never care about these things! If he wanted to say that he refused, he really didn't care about face or anything like that.

So at the moment, he quickly whispered another word in Xin Yuan's ear.

"Give me some face brother, I can add more money, and I will add another 100,000 to the money you transferred later."

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It can be seen that Mo Qinggu is indeed old and unruly, informal enough, he is fifty years younger and even called his brother out.

Xin Yuan was also noncommittal, but in the end he still stood on the stage and didn't just leave.

But this time, it is obviously very different from the previous ones.

At this time in the past, the old students on both sides of the stands would start to boo, ridicule and provoke wildly, and many people wanted to come up and give others a "dismissal".

But this time, something is different.

The stands on both sides were unusually quiet, no one spoke, and it seemed unusually cold.

Nonsense, how can anyone dare to go casually!

At the beginning of the show, Xin Yuan flew over directly, shocking the jaws of the people around him. With the strength of the fifth level, no one wants to go up and find it uncomfortable.

In Oriental College, there is not even a fifth-level student. Among those very outstanding senior students who are about to leave school, there are also such geniuses.

But they basically seldom join in this kind of fun, and have already started to sign contracts with major power user organizations, and they are shouldering heavy responsibilities.

So for a while, the scene became very awkward. In Nuo Da's venue, Xin Yuan stood there alone, and there was no one to challenge him.

Finally, after waiting for four or five minutes, a male student jumped down from the stands.

Wearing a blue long gown, he was also very handsome. He walked up to Xin Yuan slowly, cupped his fists and said:

"Hello, junior, reaching the fifth level at a young age really makes me ashamed, I feel like I wasted my life."

"My name is Lin Ruoyan. I'm at the peak of the fourth realm, and I haven't broken through to the fifth realm."

"But looking at your previous flight trajectory, you may have just entered the fifth realm."

"After all, I have been trained in the academy for a long time, and I have mastered a lot of martial arts. You have just entered school and lack actual combat experience, so we may be similar, so let me challenge you, the chief freshman."

Lin Ruoyan gave people the impression that he was very cultivated, and he seemed to be very polite when he spoke, but what he said made Jun Anyi who was sitting under the stage couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Lack of practical experience?

These words are definitely appropriate for other academies, but for Xin Yuan?

No one knows how many people died under his hands.

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Unexpectedly, during the three hours two days ago, the servants of the gods lying at his feet were piled up, it is not an exaggeration to say.

But obviously, Lin Ruoyan didn't know about these details.

"Okay, let's start now, let me, an old man, be the referee for you, don't worry, I can stop it at any time if there is danger."

Seeing that someone finally stood up and did not let the place continue to cool down, Mo Qinggu also gave Lin Ruoyan an approving look.

In the past, the old students gave the new students their power, how could it be reversed this time?

The two took a few steps back at the same time, a blue energy armor attached to Lin Ruoyan's body, and a simple bronze long sword appeared in his hand.

"This is my serial weapon, b-107, an ancient bronze sword."

"You just entered school, and you may not know what a serial weapon is. In this regard, I may have to take advantage of it."

Lin Ruoyan said with a smile, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, come on."

"Then... be careful!"

"Flowers, Ye Luo Sword!"

He also stopped talking nonsense, shouted loudly, moved his whole body with the sword, and rushed towards Xin Yuan with a beautiful sword flower.

He was obviously using a sword technique, and his whole body was erratic in the air, like a fallen leaf, but he arrived in front of Xin Yuan in the blink of an eye.

Xin Yuan stood where he was, without the slightest movement, as if he had gone stupid.

But his eyes shone with a light that was completely different from usual, rational and cold.

With a sound of swordsmanship, the bronze long sword had already stabbed towards Xin Yuan's abdomen, and it seemed that this sparring was coming to an end soon.

But in the next second, a pale cold light burst out suddenly, and ice enveloped the ring. An energy chain was thrown out from his hand, wrapped around Lin Ruoyan's waist, and pulled him towards him.

Xin Yuan completely ignored the long sword piercing his abdomen, but a fist blade appeared in his hand, and stabbed towards Lin Ruoyan's neck.

Xin Yuan had already entered the fighting state, he forgot, forgot that this was just a sparring, the boiling blood in the battle made him feel like he was on the battlefield like a meat grinder two days ago.

He didn't learn any martial arts, from that battle, he only learned one thing.

——Exchanging injuries for lives is very profitable!

Striking is an instinctive killing move.