The strongest sword saint

Chapter 118 Challenge Bimon

"You guys know, but you don't stop me." After vomiting for a long time, Ah Hand felt that his footsteps were a little fictiness. He turned around and scolded Ming Ya Feng Dao.

"Oh, I'm sorry, little thief, I didn't mean to." Seeing that Ah Shou was angry, Ming Yafeng also felt that he was a little too much.

"Sister Ruoyu, help me." Ah's hand was slightly weak and said pitifully.

The female swordsman thought for a moment, but still stretched out her hand and grabbed A's arm.

Blessed by misfortune, Ah's eyebrows bent, and there was a smile on his face. He took a deep breath, and the faint body fragrance on the female swordsman smelled extremely good.

Ming Yafeng said: "Every year from July to September, a large number of egrets and beasts come to this forest in groups. This first-level flying warcraft has little attack power, gentle personality, and will not take the initiative to attack people in the college, so it can stay here. The college has no intention of expelling them. Because the heron feathers have angel-like white feathers, we all call them angels. These little guys are actually quite cute.

Ming Yafeng looked around the crowd and suddenly found that every girl in front of him was very excellent in terms of strength and appearance. Especially the two women named Ling Hui and Xiaoyao, with the strength of his level 12 mercenaries, can't see through at all. Ming Yafeng felt a good impression and thought that it would be okay if she could secretly help them in the second round of the exam later.

"But they like to defecate anywhere." A Shou shouted dissatisfiedly, and he couldn't wait to cut down the two trees on the roadside. On his first day at school, he actually ate Warcraft shit.

Ming Yafeng smiled and said, "This is the origin of the road to 'shit'."

When everyone walked out of the angel road, Shanyun scholar was actually hit on the head by the flying "heavenly shit", which made A hand overjoyed. The thief gloated and thought that it was not only himself who saw bad luck.

Ming Yafeng said, "No further ahead is the canteen of Bowen College, where there is water. You two..." Before he finished speaking, the scholar and Ashou ran over.

Ming Yafeng shrugged his shoulders, looked at the people waiting beside him, and smiled, "Students who have not been smashed by 'sky shit' are not students of Bowen College. You have to get used to it in the future.

Ling has a good impression of the enthusiastic guy in front of him. He smiled and said, "You seem to think we can pass the entrance examination."

Ming Yafeng said, "My feelings have always been very accurate. However, you still have to be careful. The new rookies come in confidently and go out dejectedly. Let's go. The hall in front of you is the place for your second round of examination.

At this time, A hand and a wet-haired scholar came over. The scholar shook his head and immediately complained, "Hey, don't throw water on me. You haven't washed your hair for a few days?"

The scholar quickly said, "Didn't you just wash it?"

"Wor have you washed it? Why is there still a smell of bird shit? Taste?" Ah Shou shouted.

"That's because you didn't rinse your mouth." After saying that, the scholar jumped as far away as A's hand.

"..." A hand was speechless.

What's the test? Is it the same as last year? Ling Wei asked Ming Ya's way.

"Basically the same." Ming Yafeng pointed to the road on the left in front and said, "Go. The door is right there, go through here.

"Okay. Thank you." Ling Dao.

A hand was dissatisfied and said, "Thank him for what, boss swordsman, he has harmed me."

The hall looks very big, and there are only a few people lined up at the door. Compared with the sea of people in Bowen North Gate Square, it is simply described as deserted. Ling Wei guessed that there was more than one venue for the second round of examination.

Ling Li guessed well. Bowen College is divided into five colleges according to the way of fighting, Bowen Sword College, Bowen Gun College, Bowen Axe College, Bowen Arrow College, and Magic Comprehensive College. In order to complete the recruitment plan faster, each college provides two places for newcomers to take exams. The hall here is one of the places provided by the Sword Academy.

After a while**, the door of the hall was opened from the inside. Then ten newcomers took the exam. These ten people have different expressions of joy, but more disappointment and sadness. Each of them's clothes are a little damaged, and they look a little embarrassed. One of them actually broke an arm with bandages on the wound, but blood still oozed out of it.

"Oh. ..." The fierce beast roared from the hall.

"Lion and Tiger Beast!" Shanyun scholar's face turned white in horror.

"What's the matter, scholar?" Ah Shou shouted.

"That's the fourth-level thunder warcraft that almost killed me last year." Shan Yun swallowed his saliva.

"Come in, rookie." A man with an epee shouted at the door.

When Ling Li and others followed the big man into the hall, the door was closed again. As for the hall, the light is very good because of the blessing of light magic. Picking up the stairs from the slightly narrow corridor on the left side of the door, my eyes suddenly opened my eyes.

"Roar..." This is the cry of unknown monsters. The loud voice, mixed with a trace of anger, is obviously very dissatisfied with human beings using it as a tool for exams.

This hall is like a fighting arena, but the nearly ten mu of site below is divided into nine districts by a pale yellow energy boundary, each of which is guarded by a warcraft. The level of Warcraft in each district is very different, and the difference in strength is also very large.

Everyone saw that there were fighting in six areas except for the three central districts.

"Little guys, don't just look at it. I'll tell you the rules of the exam." The man with the ep powerful shouted rudely, looked at the rookies who took the exam in front of him with satisfaction, and stared at himself seriously. He continued, "This is not only a test of your strength, but also your luck."

"How to take the exam." In the crowd, a teenager shouted curiously.

" shut up and listen to me." I don't know when the man had an extra dice in his hand and gently threw it away, "The so-called luck is also a kind of strength. The number of dice you throw determines which district you enter for the exam."

"There are not nine-headed monsters below. There should be nine districts, and the dice are only six sides." Ahando.

"Shut up, I haven't finished yet." The man with the epee stared fiercely at the little red-haired thief who interrupted him and said, "The remaining three areas are the seven-level hell wolf, the eighth-level overlord thunder leopard, and the nine-level Bimeng beast. It is reserved for those who join the team, or for those who want to die. Humph, the strength of the nine-level Warcraft is almost the same as that of the holy strong.

"Well, rookie, I've already said the rules. If you want to go alone, you'd better form a team. Have you figured it out?"

"Wow..." A roar of the lion and tiger beast attracted everyone's attention. In the empty and excessive stands, the newcomers preparing to take the exam turned their heads. In the area marked with a huge "four" on the light yellow boundary, a teenager with a long gun was actually bitten by a warcraft twice as tall as him.

"Hum..." The energy boundary made a soft sound, and the teenager who had turned into a pile of corpses was popped out.

"Daw." The big man complained and said to the frightened rookies in front of him: "Before you decide to go in, you should think clearly that the real strength of the fourth-level lion and tiger beast has exceeded the tenth level of ordinary martial artists. If you draw more than four numbers, you'd better abstain directly. That guy is just a negative textbook that doesn't listen to advice.

"I'm sorry, big brother." The big man was about to scold him when he suddenly realized that it was a girl's pleasant voice. But he still frowned and said, "What's the matter?" The voice is a little soft.

It was Qin Si who spoke. She hesitated and said, "I'm a priest..."

The big man saw the doubts of the girl in red and said, "The priest can only find someone to form a team. The more people in the team, the more powerful the challenge Warcraft will be.

As Ashou was about to ask questions, the man stared and then said, "As for which area to enter, just add up the numbers of the dice you. Humph, if it is more than seven, either abstain directly or die. If you want to challenge the Bimon Beast, the number of people in the team should be no more than ten. How many of you?

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