The Anarchic Consort

Early in the morning, the wind was slow.

All the students and the masters are concentrated in the center of the college, and the green shirts and white robes are all in the same place.

At this time, at the referee's seat of the venue, Tu Sufeng smiled and looked at the young faces below. When the gentle scorpion fell on Helen Weiwei, they flashed a deep sense that only he could understand.

Sitting next to him is not someone else. It is the Tutian master who has been absent from Taibai College. He smiles and caress the white beard on his chin. Hehe smiled: "I really miss it. When the old man was young, he only knew it in the hospital. I am more suitable for martial arts than martial arts. Now, watching them is like watching yourself when you are young. It’s really not for years."

"Yeah, the old man still remembers that at that time you were also participating in the competition between the Premier and the Supreme. I and Yun Xiu were miserable by both of you." The White Master of Youyuan shook his head and said: "At that time you It’s more arrogant than it is now, and it’s said that even if we are old, our apprentices can’t win your apprentices. You’re good. You’ve received Murong’s son, and the supreme temper is cold, choose to choose, but choose one without contact. The low-ranking warrior who has passed through Wu Xiu does not know what he thinks."

Tu Tian smiled, and did not answer this question, only said: "At that time, younger, look at these children, maybe you can meet any good seedlings."

"We have a few excellent hospitals." Master Bai smiled slightly: "Their strength is good, you can consider it in the sky."

Tu Tian snorted and said: "I hope to see the strength of other hospitals. It is best to have an unexpected talent revealed." In this case, the game in the hospital will be more interesting.

"Other hospitals?" Master Bai raised his eyebrows and took a sip of indifference. He had a special pride in his eyebrows: "What kind of talent can there be in addition to the son of the black family? The old man has investigated, as for the poor hospital, oh, even if the old man does not say, you should know what is going on there, and it is even harder to come up with a talent than to climb the sky."

Tutian put down the teacup in his hand and smiled: "When the dean heard the white master say this, he wouldn’t want to say something for his college student?"

"Well?" Tu Sufeng originally watched the few people yawning, slightly helpless to their indifferent attitude. Now I heard these two people lead the topic to their own body, Wenya hooked lips: "Say something No, let's see the results."

"It sounds like the Dean thinks that the people in your hospital seem to be very hopeful." The White Master laughed and ridiculed it: "The Dean, the old man knows that you treat all the students equally and are the first. I personally led the masters to lead the masters, and I wanted to make some achievements. However, no matter how carved the dead wood is, there is no exquisiteness."

Tu Sufeng took his eyes back from He Lianweiwei and said with a smile: "That may not be, the test has not yet begun, everything is unknown, and there may be unexpected results of the White Master, so we still have a good look at the test." Let's go."

After saying this, he turned his head and didn't care what the white net would look like.

Bai Jingwen’s heavy cold snoring, not speaking on his mouth, but his heart was disdainful thinking, the waste of those poor hospitals can have any unexpected results.

However, it is to come together to make up the number of people. It is estimated that even the good courts can’t beat them.

Let him say that it is time to cancel the courtyard of the good house.

Their Taibai College has a history of hundreds of miles, not to mention the War Dragon Empire, the entire mainland of China, they can also stand in the corner.

It is because they have the talents of the entire War Dragon Empire to win the world.

The civilians who do not have any qualifications in the hospital are simply to lower the grade of the college.

Bai Jingwen also bowed his head and drank a cup of tea. This time, if the poor hospital can't do anything, the elders on the family side have an excuse to propose to the emperor to cancel the courtyard.

When he thought about it, he felt very comfortable. He leaned back and put his hands on the front. It looked like he was waiting for the loss.

The students did not know what the masters thought. The students in each courtyard stood in the same team and listened to the rules of the master.

The comparison test is in order from low to high. Today, this is the good hospital for the good hospital and the good hospital for the good hospital.

The test is divided into two sessions, who wants to see which one to go to the order in which order.

The content of each test is prepared by a dedicated responsible master.

In the first two games, there are masters who will be judges. When the finals are reached, they will be personally assessed by the masters.

The most popular is Tutian Master. All the students want to take this opportunity to say a few words with Master Tutian and ask for a martial arts.

Helpless, Master Tu Tian is too far away, except to enter the finals to see him, the rest of the students can only face the referee.

The competition system must be good, and the students will quickly transfer to the two conference halls.

Relative to the venue of the Liangyuan to the excellent hospital.

The venue of the hospital is not very lively.

However, there are still twenty or thirty people who are looking at the test. They are almost all in the hospital. There are very few good hospitals because they simply did not put this test on the poor hospital. This comparison is not as good as going to another venue to see the strength of the good house, or to provide some useful information to the participants in the courtyard!

"The first game, the divination, the half a game!"

The old voice of the old man came.

As the captain of Helen Weiwei, he was squatting on the wooden table, and the long curly hair of maroon had a restless tilt, and the lazyness brought a bit of casual taste.

Nangong Lie's lips and evil smile, a pair of good-looking peach blossoms toward the ladies watching the game, shallow bending, occasionally licking the left eye, the countless girls cited red face.

Compared to these two people, the Bailijiajue is really normal!

just……

Can you not look at the chair, not soft, not clean, not luxurious and exquisite?

The husband looked very angry!

Hard to tighten the list of hands, shouted one side: "The first game, the divination game! Please do not enter the hospital, enter as soon as possible!"

"Your eyes are so beautiful, maybe I will go to the business school to go shopping after I have finished the test? Um?" Nangong Lie had no electricity to play, and perhaps there was no sacred identity of the genius. He will be so unscrupulous.

This made the girl who was closest to him stunned and shy, and the eyes did not dare to lift it. He said, "Okay."

Tear off!

The list in the hands of the Master is completely broken!