Weak Swordsmanship? During The College Entrance Examination, I Staged The Sword To Open The Gate Of

Chapter 21: I'm not bragging! (ask for flowers and ask for evaluation tickets)

In an underground shelter.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

They saw three monks in gray robes, clasped their hands together, looked pious, and each was sympathetic!

"Pity the old mother!"

Their voices echoed in this vast underground shelter, deafening!

The expressions of the students, the public, and the twelve little grandmasters in the eighth step of washing tendons and cutting marrow all changed at the same time!

"It's him?" Li Changan frowned and recognized the monk on the left,

It was none other than Huihe who participated in the martial artist certification at the Supervision Building that day!

"What sect do the three belong to?" At this time, Chen Longsheng asked in a deep voice, his body tensed.

Monk Huihe showed a smile:

"Lianshengjiao, Huihe, I have met you all."

As soon as the words fell, strands of powerful aura emerged from his body, and thunder and vibrations came from his body, which was the sign of a martial arts master of the seventh step visceral state.

Li Changan was obviously relieved when he heard the principals and directors beside him.

"Lian Shengjiao, Hong Tian, ​​I have met you all." The monk on the right also opened his mouth quietly, and the sound of dragon and tiger roaring exploded from his body!

The eighth step is to wash the tendons and cut the marrow, little master!

"Lian Shengjiao, Huineng, I have met all of you." The monk in the middle narrated softly, with red lips and white teeth, qi and blood all over his body, making the sound of great rivers.

The ten principals, Luo Zhizheng, and Director Liu all changed their faces again!

The ninth step, reborn state, the current master!

The powerful qi of the three monks surged in the underground shelter, making many students and people with low cultivation levels feel difficult to breathe.

Chen Longsheng spoke with some difficulty at this time:

"It turned out to be the three masters taught by Lian Sheng. I don't know why the three masters are waiting here?"

Monk Hui Neng sighed compassionately:

"The benefactors don't know. Although there are two million people in Ping'an County, the quality of those benefactors is not good enough. Liansheng's old mother will not like it. At most, they will create a ghost."

After a pause, a bright smile appeared on his face:

"Of course, it will be different if you add geniuses like you. What Liansheng's mother loves the most is geniuses. With the help of your benefactors, we can make a brand new restricted area of ​​life born!"

As they spoke, the three monks put their palms together again and recited:

"Pity the old mother! Please benefactors go to bliss and enjoy wealth forever!!!"

After the words fell, Huineng and Monk Hongtian rushed towards the principals,

Monk Huihe punched and killed thousands of students and people!

There was a scream, and blood and flesh splattered!

"Stop!" Chen Longsheng's eyes turned red, and he pointed at the seriously injured principal of Ninth Middle School and said loudly, "We hold these two back, you go and stop that Huihe!"

As soon as the words fell, the nine principals, together with Luo Zhizheng and Director Liu, all rushed forward, while the principal of the Ninth Middle School dragged his body and rushed towards Huihe, who was massacring among the crowd!

The students and some people panicked and fled towards the gate of the shelter like crazy. Thousands of people crowded each other, shouting, crying, and screaming.

Li Changan and Su Yao were still sitting on the small benches, silently watching the fleeing crowd.

"Aren't you running?" Li Changan turned his head curiously, looking at this beautiful girl.

Su Yao said absently:

"Running is useless. There are countless gray-robed monks outside. If you want to die, you might as well die with dignity."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Li Changan asked softly.

"Scared." Su Yao said seriously, "But being afraid doesn't mean panic...how about you, why don't you run?"

"Just like you, I know that there are monks outside." Li Changan said calmly: "Of course, the main reason is that if I have to die, this time I want to die with you."

At the last moment of his previous life, he was sitting on the top of Mount Everest, took off his oxygen mask, sat calmly, and then sat like an ice sculpture.

Already faced death, and now only to experience it again.

Su Yao glared at Li Changan viciously, and said angrily:

"It's this time, you're still glib, aren't you?"

Li Changan smiled hey:

"Quietly tell you, I'm actually pretty good, although I can't beat him."

As he spoke, he pointed to Huineng, who slapped a headmaster who was vomiting blood profusely.

"I can't beat him either." He pointed to Hong Tian who had been fighting back and forth with the injured Luo Zhizheng.

"But I should be able to beat him." Li Changan pointed to the Huihe monk who was beating the principal of the No. 9 Middle School.

Although the principal of the Ninth Middle School is the little master of the eighth step, he actually came up by taking drugs, and his own strength belongs to the weakest group in the realm of washing tendons and cutting marrow.

And at this time, he was seriously injured, so he couldn't please Hui He, whose upper body was at the peak of the seventh step visceral state.

"You're bragging!" Su Yao curled her lips: "And bragging is not a draft!"

Li Changan smiled and didn't speak.

During these ten days of coma, all of them are comprehending his self-improvement heavenly skill,

The moment of successful enlightenment, even though it was just an introduction, Li Changan's cultivation level skyrocketed!

Turn on the double pupil, and the cultivation level will skyrocket again!

Now, he himself is already a high-grade martial artist at the peak of the fourth step of blood movement, and he is only one step away from becoming a martial arts master!

Coupled with the perfect 'stab', plus Dacheng's full moon sword drawing technique, as well as the sword opening the gate of heaven and double pupils...

He really might not be able to beat Huihe.

While the two boys and girls were chatting and chatting,

Thousands of students ran to the door of the shelter, hesitating whether to open the door,

But in the refuge, the battle situation changed suddenly!

Huineng, the master of Nine Steps, swept across with one punch, and sent Director Liu flying away, leaving behind a cloud of red blood mist.

He laughed:

"You want to hold me back? What's the point? Donghai City is having a headache for the Black Lotus Sect now, how can I come to save you!"

The faces of the principals changed, and Huineng took the opportunity to strike again, with one palm and one punch, the two principals coughed up blood!

Although Luo Zhizheng, who had beheaded Monk Hongtian, came to help, but after all, they were only the little masters of the eighth step, and it was still too difficult for Shang Huineng!

On the other side, Monk Huihe slowly withdrew his palm and squeezed it lightly.

Heart burst.

The principal of Ninth Middle School, die!

"Huihe, go and let those benefactors go to bliss, so the four protectors can start the blood sacrifice!" Monk Hui Neng said loudly while fighting,

And at the moment when he was distracted, Chen Longsheng gave him a hard blow, a heavy punch hit Huineng's back, and a cloud of blood burst out.

He was furious, and dragged the dozen or so people from top to bottom, smashing the entire refuge to pieces with his terrifying energy and blood.

Chen Longsheng punched horizontally and knocked down a wall.

Behind the wall is the storage room, from which a large amount of nutrient solution surges out,

Huineng snorted coldly, and the bullying principals coughed up blood. Brick slapped Chen Longsheng, who was still about to sneak attack, into the storage room, and he also slammed into it in a daze.

The rest of the principals, Luo Zhizheng, and Director Liu didn't dare to stay longer, and rushed into the reserve room, fearing that Chen Longsheng would be beaten to death if they went too late, and they would all die here too.

On the other side, Monk Huihe turned a blind eye to all this and was about to rush towards the gate of the refuge,

He stopped abruptly.

"Little benefactor? It's you!" Monk Huihe's face flashed with surprise.

"I have met Master Huihe." Li Changan stood up silently, smiling like a spring breeze.

Monk Huihe clasped his hands together and said with a smile:

"Fate, that poor monk is here to send the little benefactor to the ultimate bliss, okay?"

Su Yao stood up silently, looking vigilant.

Li Changan put his hands together like a model:

"Bliss is not as good as the world."

After the words fell, he turned his head and looked at Su Yao gently:

"Actually, I didn't brag just now."

.........

Tunghai University.

Zhang Chonglou took the head of the remaining Great Master of the Black Lotus Sect, and exhaled lightly.

Leaning against the wall wearily, he took out his phone and glanced at the text message.

His expression changed drastically!