The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

Hao Jiahai took a deep breath and looked at the person who was counting the time on the stage. The drum stick in his hand had already been struck eight times, and there were two more to beat the time, and the time was over, and St. Cloud Academy would be defeated by then.

'Boom! '

There was another loud drumbeat, which made everyone's hearts jump.

Nan Liangyue also looked at the lingering drum, and couldn't help frowning, "Could it be that she really isn't coming?"

He asked himself that he had just met Sheng Chuxin, how could he let her give in like this? It could be seen yesterday that it was impossible for the few disciples under his seat to beat the four disciples of Sheng Chuxin.

A discerning person could see that it was a deliberate concession, otherwise, today's rumors would not be so biased towards St. Cloud College.

"Oh my god, it's the last time, Master Chuxin won't really stop coming, right?"

There were many disciples of Saint Cloud Academy who didn't have a competition, so they all came to watch the excitement. Seeing that the drum stick in the hands of the timekeeper was about to be knocked down, their hearts were beating violently.

Is Master Chuxin insane? Why didn't he even show up at the critical moment?

'Boom! '

The drum was struck again, and everyone was about to cover their ears, refusing to listen to the sound of the drum, but they didn't expect a wave of spiritual power to come from nowhere, and forcefully gave the sound of the drum to them. After taking it back, no one heard anything.

And because of this spiritual power, the drumstick in the man's hand fell to the ground.

After seeing this scene, Dean Ming Jing's jumping heart suddenly cooled down.

"Sorry, did Ben Sheng ever come late?"

A soft voice came from mid-air, and everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see Sheng Chuxin stepping on a different evil dragon, slowly falling to the ground.

"receive."

When her feet touched the ground, Ding Ding was taken back by her.

"Mr. Nan, I'm really sorry. The scenery outside the Mingjing Academy is really beautiful. I linger on and forget to leave, making Master wait for a long time." Sheng Chuxin said with a smile.

"Master Chuxin is serious about his words. Before the time has passed, there is no waiting or no waiting. That means the master has arrived, so let's start."

Nan Liangyue made a gesture of invitation, and then made a move. With a flash of her figure, she flew towards Sheng Chuxin and launched an attack on her own initiative.

However, his movement was only this one moment, and the next moment, he felt that his whole body was off the ground, unable to use half of his strength, and he was actually floating in midair.

He took a closer look, but found that Sheng Chuxin was still standing there, not even moving his fingers.

"Well!"

Sheng Chuxin's eyes sharpened, and Nan Liangyue was thrown out and fell down the stage.

Under the stage, on the stage, it was quiet at the moment, so quiet that I couldn't even hear the gasp, looking at Sheng Chuxin on the stage.

Dean Mingjing stared at Sheng Chuxin steadfastly, and after a while, he looked at Nan Liangyue who had easily stood up under the stage, and swallowed in fright.

"This original master... is too powerful."

With such people present, who among them can still be the opponent of Shengyun College? Even if the disciples of Sheng Chuxin lose all the way, the final winner will be Shengyun College, right?

"Master, the duel between Ben Sheng and Teacher Nan is over."

Seeing that the timer did not move or speak for a long time, Sheng Chuxin reminded.

"Well."

The teacher was brought back to his mind by her voice, and he couldn't help but face embarrassment.

Quickly, he bent down and picked up the drum stick on the ground, and beat the drum once, "In the first round of the first round, Master Sheng Chuxin of St. Cloud College wins."