The strongest sword saint

Chapter 121 Madman, Ice

On the last day of the entrance examination, Bowen School was opened to the public as an exception. For a while, the branches were arranged to be used for the examination, and the water was crowded by the people who came to watch the game. In the stands of the hall, there were crowds of people, and the loud cheers came one after another.

Swords Department College, Athletic Hall. Ling Li and others slowly walked in with the flow of people. With the end of the second round of examination, all the monsters in the competition hall were transferred. In the center of the venue, a ring of nearly 1,000 square meters was built. Everyone verified their identity everywhere in the competition newspaper, so they found a barely spacious corner to wait quietly.

The rules of this round of examination are almost the same as what the scholar said. In the mode of team formation, you can become a freshman of Bowen College by defeating three groups to challenge your opponents in a row. And the number of people in each team taking the exam is no more than eight.

It is worth mentioning that in the past two days, the Bowen Academy has slightly modified the rules, changing the random mode of free challenge to the sequence mode of queuing challenge. That is, according to the order of identity verification, the entrance challenge. In this way, the equally excellent young people lose the opportunity to enter the school because of their competitive competition.

Although this sequence challenge mode may also block excellent newcomers from the school gate, it is at least much less likely than the former. In order to absorb more potential seedlings, Bowen College has also worked hard.

With Ling's eyes, the two gangs are fighting fiercely in the center of the ring.

"That, that. Kill that first. Mayan, you idiot, I'm talking about that magician. Will Green, standing in the corner of the ring, away from the two teams fighting together. This guy pointed and regarded himself as a military division. Since his thumb was cut off by the inexplicable swordsman, Will Green's temper has become worse and worse. In order to vent his anger, he will protect his family, and Les cut off his whole right hand.

A total of 13 people in the scuffle, and five people on Will Green's side, are all experienced and killed countless elites in Count Houlan's army. They are a knight, a swordsman, an archer, a mercenary and an axe. The swordsman called Mayne has a black headband on his head. Hearing Master Will's words, Mayne frowned slightly, kicked the mercenary who had been fighting with him for a long time into the ring, and rushed to the teenager who was chanting spells in the depths of the enemy.

"Wind and Fire." The teenager was wearing a fiery red magic robe with a flame pattern badge on his chest. As soon as the spell was spit out, Mayn rushed to him with a murderous face. Mayn, who joined the army at the age of 15, naturally showed a strong momentum different from ordinary people. He joined the army for five years and didn't know how many people he had killed at the age of 20. Therefore, before the fire magician could wave the wind and fire magic in the future, he was suddenly appeared in front of Mayn, and his heart jumped. The wind and fire magic came out and bombarded one of his teammates in the axe profession.

The poor axeman is working with another mercenary professional teammate to resist the strong and excessive knight holding the silver sword on the opposite side. How could he think that the magician behind him would shoot magic at him?

"Ah!" With a scream, the axe's buttocks suddenly caught fire and burned violently, making him simply throwing the tomahawk at the opposite knight, but he rolled down the ring. Two students of Bowen College who supervised the war quickly took a bucket to put out the fire on him. Mayne only heard someone screaming behind him. He didn't even think about it. He quickly lifted his foot together and kicked the magician in front of him out.

"Fuck, Mayn, don't stab him with your feet." Will Green shouted strangely.

In a blink of an eye, in addition to the three combat forces of the other party, the remaining five people, whether alone or group fighting, are the opponents of Will Green, the five strong men from military background. After a while, the five people were kicked out of the ring by Mayne and others one after another.

"Stupid, Mayn, you kill someone to show it to Ben." Master Will was very disappointed. When his father gave the five people to him, he vowed how strong the five were and how fierce they were. The killer could fold a hill. However, this is the third team that has been challenged. These five soldiers are actually gentle like sheep.

"Young master, the count told us that we should keep a low profile and not kill people indiscriminately." Mayne turned around and said neither humble nor arrogant. Born in poverty, but with his own strength, he was promoted to the personal bodyguard of Houlan Green. I don't know how much sweat he has paid. He has no good impression on Master Will, who was born with the golden key and relying on his father.

Mayne's straight nose and angular face also looks a little handsome.

"Bastard, dare my father oppress me. Mayn, you are too arrogant." Will shouted.

"I dare not!" Mayne, with a straight back, lowered his head and held a fist at Will.

"Mein, remember that you are just a dog in my family. And I, as your master, bite whoever you want. Forget it today. If you don't listen to me next time, why don't you just get out of me? With that, Will proudly raised his right hand with only four fingers to the audience and walked off the ring. After winning three games in a row, they are already freshmen of Bowen College.

The five strong men shook their heads helplessly and followed Will down the ring. From the beginning, the young master hid in a corner and watched himself and others fight with those who came to challenge.

Congratulations to Will Group for passing the exam and becoming a student of our college. Next, please invite Roser's team..." This kind of fighting spirit transmission technique is very practical. Its effect is not much different from that of the loudspeaker.

Is he Will? Ling Wei smiled coldly in his heart. I thought that the virtues of strawbags are so similar.

First of all, eight people came out of the channel. These eight people looked very similar in age, energetic and confident. However, the strength of every third level is quite strong.

"The team that will fight against Rosser's team is called ice." In the hall, as soon as the host's voice fell, the temperature in the air plummeted, and then a young woman appeared. In an instant, the world was gloomy. She had silvery hair, bright teeth and moth eyebrows, and ice skin. A pure white silk shirt sets off her beautiful figure.

The beauty appeared, and there was a riot in the stands. Some energetic guys shouted in an attempt to attract the attention of the women in the field.

"Is it her?" Ling Wei was slightly surprised that it was this woman named Bing. She didn't know her teammate... Ling Wei thought that she must be an extraordinary person to become this cold woman's teammate.

But he was disappointed and stared at him at the door for a long time, but there was no companion.

The host said, "This team is very special, because they only have one person, and her name is Bing. This is the first case of the third round of the examination of Bowen College. Let's cheer for this woman called 'ice' and applaud.

"Recently, I always meet a cold and arrogant guy, who is still a woman." Ling Wei put his hand on the shoulders of the two women.

Ling Hui smiled and said, "Brother, are you prejudiced against others?"

Ling said, "Where. I'm just worried about her. You said she was a magician. I'm curious how she can resist the attack of eight people.

Ling Hui had great expectations for the white-haired woman. She smiled and said, "Brother, you will know if you continue to read it."

Qin Si interrupted and said, "Have you seen her?"

Ling couldn't help pinching Qin Sixiang's shoulder, and his face showed a look of reminiscence: "A few days ago, I saw Huier when we signed up together..."

A comfortable numbness came from her shoulder, and Qin Si couldn't help blushing and said, "Bad guy, big pervert, I only saw him once and said I was worried about him."

Ling Wei was stunned and smiled helplessly. He didn't think that Qin Si would say such a thing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Sidao.

"A sour female priest." Ling Wei made fun of it.

"Look for death." Qin Si stretched out her little hand and pinched Ling Li's waist.

The ice has stepped into the ring. The faces of the eight people opposite were full of strange colors. The woman in front of her is so beautiful that she is like a fairy who came out of the picture scroll. Everyone loves beauty. Among these people, the oldest is only 20 years old, which is a period full of illusions about the opposite sex.

At this moment, their eyes are straight, and there is no way to fight against them.

"You guys take action." Bing stood in the middle of the ring, and she looked tall and tall.

"Miss Binger, surrender. We really don't want to hurt you." Among the eight people, the oldest human fire magician took the lead in reacting and said in what he thought was the gentlest tone.

"Don't waste my time." Bing said with a blank face.

"Brother Rother, I'll do it. I won't hurt her. Hey hey." Behind the fire magician, a blue-robed swordsman came out.

The magician called Roser said to the white-haired woman: "Miss Binger, you are still in a hurry to surrender now."

"Don't waste time." The ice is still cold.

"I don't know how to praise." Ross's face didn't look good again. This is for the fire magician to think that if you hadn't been so beautiful, you would have been lazy to talk nonsense with you.

"Lanjie, go ahead." Rose said.

"Hey, Miss Binger, I'm offended." Lan Jie, holding a steel sword, drew in front of him and took a step to confront the white-haired woman.

Lan Jie saw the beautiful white-haired woman in front of him that he did not dare to face. His thin red lips opened gently, and a beautiful note came out of his mouth. Ice." The next second, Lan Jie only felt stiff all over, and even the slow fighting spirit in the meridians stopped.

The temperature dropped sharply in the ring. In the cloudless sky, snowflakes flew down like goose feathers. For a moment, the people in the stands were stunned by this strange scene.

"Ice!" The white-haired woman spit out gently. On the ring, Rose eight people formed a layer of ice crystals from their heads. Rother wanted to move, but struggled a few times and found that he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

In just a few seconds, the eight Rossers in the ring have turned into eight crystal clear ice cubes, their faces are frozen purple, and their life energy quickly disappears. Under the sun, the huge ice crystals shine dazzlingly.

"She won't kill again, will she?" This idea just came to Ling Li's mind. The eight ice crystals were broken by a few inches... The eight people of Rose fell to the ground feebly. They were not dead, but their faces were worse than the dead. At that moment, Rose seemed to have heard the death angel's chant.

"You lost..." The white-haired woman lay down at her feet expressionlessly, curled up into a ball, and the eight people with twisted faces said faintly.