Zuo Xiaoduo felt at ease, because his opponent's excellence had made him a breakthrough in his swordsmanship, and he became more and more skillful and able to wield it with ease.

However, Wu Qing, who was opposite him, didn't feel so comfortable, and even felt inexplicably shocked!

Could this kid in front of me be a monster?

I suppressed the realm of martial artist six times, and the thorny road of the innate realm five times before I broke through to the realm of fetal breath. Now in the realm of fetal breath, I have reached the top and started to suppress the real energy restlessness for the first time.

, it can be said that you have accumulated a lot of knowledge!

But with my foundation and foundation, my strength and cultivation are actually on par with this Zuo Xiaoduo?!

Didn't he just enter school?

Doesn't his information say that he can only cultivate in the Xiantian realm?

Even though I have suppressed the restlessness of my true energy and limited myself to the realm, even though I am now at the peak of my innate cultivation, it is more than one realm away from me. How can I be so difficult to deal with?

While I was anxious, the long sword moved more and more superbly, which was extremely exciting!

Everyone watching the battle could not take their eyes off it. This battle was simply exciting to watch. Whether they were seniors or juniors, everyone was dazzled and immersed in it!

Perhaps the combat power is nothing more than that in the eyes of others, but the sword intent, skills, flexibility, prediction, combat consciousness, and combat experience displayed in this battle are all done carefully by myself.

Incredibly wonderful.

Not only Wu Qing, who is in the second grade, but Zuo Xiaoduo, who is in the first grade, both look like they have experienced many battles!

Everyone can see this clearly.

A first-year monitor, a second-year monitor, no matter who they are, after this battle, they are worthy of the position of monitor and worthy of the name of genius.

Of course, regardless of victory or defeat, the potential of this first-year Zuo Xiaoduo is still slightly greater.

After all, he is a junior who has just entered school...

As the battle continued, the sword energy emitted by the two became more intense, and the clanking sound became more and more rapid.

Just like the wind blowing the lotus leaves, the rain hitting the banana leaves, they become one, and big beads and small beads fall off the jade plate, one after another.

The rain and fog are still continuing to expand, and the raindrops are gradually increasing. On the opposite side, the long dragon of sword energy is enduring, rushing left and right, shaking its head and tail, and a puff of sword light, sometimes rising into the sky and blooming in the air, sometimes right in the rain and fog.

, a brilliant explosion...

No one knew what time the explosion was, and the two of them flew out again. Everyone finally saw the two of them clearly. They saw dense beads of sweat falling from their bodies and faces. It was obvious that they were

Caused by fierce fighting.

Immediately, Zuo Xiaoduo spun his body again, and the sword light surged up layer by layer like the rising tide of the sea, from near to far, from far to near, one after another, climax after another. Just looking at the sword lights, everyone's ears were filled with excitement.

It seems that I have already heard the sound of the rolling tide.

On the opposite side, Wu Qing's sword was flying up and down, and his whole body was spinning at a high speed like a tornado. In an instant, a long dragon of sword energy was formed, which was shining brightly all over and was like a roller!

"It's time to decide the winner!"

I don't know who it was, but he said something softly.

Everyone's expressions immediately became unprecedentedly serious, and they didn't even dare to blink for a moment, for fear of missing something.

But after hearing a long roar, Zuo Xiaoduo unfolded his civet sword, and the surge of sword energy became more and more surging, rising into the sky.

The light of the sword shook the sky, and the waves rolled into the sky with snow!

For a moment, what everyone saw seemed to be an endless sea, with snow-white waves rolling in the sky, and thousands of horses galloping, raging, and overwhelming everything.

At the same time, there was also a long roar from the opposite side, and the huge sword energy dragon penetrated the endless void and came to the world like lightning.

Volley!

The light of the sword is uncertain, and it drives in for a long time, continuously impacting the tide of sword energy.

However, during the tide, countless raindrops began to fall from the sky, adding even more power to the already rising tide!

The overwhelming torrential rain and the tidal waves that stretched to the horizon converged into one continuous wave. The rain, wave, and three waters converged and pushed back hard!

Suppress the long sword-light dragon that is running at full speed!

All the senior students sighed at the same time.

This is...Wu Qing lost?!

There were two pops, and two white shadows, one on the left and one on the right, appeared again.

Zuo Xiaoduo was in mid-air, falling slowly. The sword in his hand flashed, and the civet sword was sheathed.

The tall and straight figure returned to the ground, still erect and elegant.

Wu Qing, who was opposite, had seventeen or eighty holes in his white clothes. The breeze blew and fluttered in all directions. There were also dots of blood on his face and arms.

But he didn't seem to notice it, and just focused on the sword in his hand with a distressed look on his face.

I saw that the long sword in his hand, which was originally flashing with cold light and formidable, was now in a state of disgrace, and the blades on both sides had completely turned into jagged edges.

This sword is useless!

Wu Qing sighed sadly, with heartfelt pain on his face. He gently returned it to the sheath, raised his head and said: "Junior Zuo, what a handsome boxing and kicking skills, what a sharp swordsmanship, what a powerful sword, this scene

, I lost!"

Zuo Xiaoduo laughed loudly and said a little sarcastically: "Of course, I am the Sword King..."

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter upstairs and downstairs.

A girl shouted loudly: "You are a bitch, bitch king!"

With this sound, the laughter became even louder.

However, Zuo Xiaoduo felt proud instead of ashamed, and said loudly: "It doesn't matter who the king is, as long as he is the king; after work, let's eat and eat!"

Wu Qing, who was on the opposite side, gave a wry smile and said: "Yes, no matter what the king is, as long as he is the king! The winner is the king, the loser is the thief! In this battle, our second grade Class 7 lost. I'm sorry, teacher, I've embarrassed you.

.”

He bowed and bowed deeply towards the window.

Teacher Tian stood up and laughed loudly: "You have given full play to your talents and gone all out. You will not lose this battle unfairly! It will be embarrassing! I will give you three months to try your best.

, grab the table back to me! I will eat this meal standing with you, my master!"

Zuo Xiaoduo and Wu Qing went upstairs side by side.

Zuo Xiaoduo sat down to eat, and all the students in the class sat down to eat together. Whether they were sitting on chairs or sitting on the floor, they all ate with big mouthfuls and were full of excitement.

Behind Zuo Xiaoduo, Teacher Tian stood upright, holding his own plate in one hand, his face as usual, and he was eating heavily.

Behind him, all the students in Class 7, Grade 2, stood up straight, holding their plates and eating with large mouthfuls, and their eyes were all red.

There were several girls who were eating, looking at the teacher's back, watching the teacher standing eating, tears falling on the plate.

At this time, no one spoke in the entire dining hall, and the room was completely silent.

At most, they are the sounds of swallowing, chewing, and drinking soup.

Zuo Xiaoduo did not deliberately speed up his meal this time, but finished the meal at a normal speed and leisurely.

Yesterday I could leave early to save face for Zhao Wensheng.

But if we leave early today, Teacher Tian's intention to accompany the students to be punished and teach them by example will be greatly compromised.

That would be disrespectful to Teacher Tian's efforts.

Sense of shame and then courage!

I believe that the students of Class 7, Grade 2, will never forget this meal today!

Zuo Xiaoduo would not do anything that would harm others or benefit himself, such as destroying this special class.

After finishing the meal at a normal speed, Zuo Xiaoduo put down his chopsticks, and all the students in class 1 put down their chopsticks and stood neatly, with solemn expressions on their faces.

Zuo Xiaoduo turned around first and bowed to Teacher Tian.

Then, the entire class bowed neatly to Teacher Tian, ​​and under the leadership of Zuo Xiaoduo, they filed out of the dining hall without saying a word and left quietly.

Teacher Tian sighed softly and put down the plate.

Without saying a word, he left with his hands behind his back.

None of the students from Grade 2 and Class 7 behind him spoke for a long time, and all of them were breathing heavily.

"Go back and practice! Practice life-threateningly, and be sure to get this table back!"

One person gritted his teeth and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by the classmate next to him: "What did you say? What did you say? Are you incompetent and furious? If you have time to speak and declare your oath, why not go back and practice!"

"Go! Go back!"

Wu Qing waved his hand silently, and Class 7 of the second grade also left in a silent file. When they left one by one, their bodies were even straighter and faster than when they came!

If you don’t practice martial arts diligently, your master will be humiliated!

There has never been a moment when they understood this sentence so deeply! There has never been a moment when they felt so depressed and guilty!

The teacher’s reputation is as high as the sky!
To be continued...