Chapter 138: Sonic Martial Arts

Lin Xiaoyun's face changed, and the light in his eyes was trembling.

Chu Tian stood there still motionless, as if it wasn't the sword that stabbed him, and it wasn't his blood that flowed out.

"Why don't you hide, why don't you hide!"

Lin Xiaoyun yelled hysterically.

"Where's your knife, why doesn't it come out, are you wood?"

Chu Tian said lightly: "I didn't strike you with a knife, never will!"

Lin Xiaoyun's complexion changed rapidly, and his hands began to tremble a little.

The female students of Mingxin Institute, watching this scene, the light in their eyes began to sparkle.

On the Yuanyuan side, Han Feng took out a pile of dried meat from his arms, distributed it to Lu Fan and others, and said while sharing it: "Come on, senior brother, senior brother Chu Xing, junior brother Lu Fan, this is Xiao Hei's new brother!" I made jerky. Everyone, try it, Xiao Hei, don’t bite me, just eat your jerky, what’s the matter?”

Lu Fan comforted Xiao Hei, happily ate the jerky, and looked at senior brother Chu Tian and Lin Xiaoyun's eyes.

It looked like Senior Brother Chutian had slashed his sword hard, but in fact, he had just scratched the surface.

At the last moment of this sword, Lin Xiaoyun had already stopped, and he didn't inject any strength into it.

A little injury, no problem at all.

Lu Fan and the others were just looking for fun.

Master Yiqing glared at Han Feng and the others several times, it was really embarrassing.

At the critical moment when my senior brothers are in love, this group of people actually started to eat, and each of them ate with their mouths making noises, which was a big spoiler, really a spoiler.

Not to mention leaving some jerky for them. . . . . .

Chu Tian said to his mentor, "I admit defeat in this match."

The instructor smiled and nodded, picking up girls during college competitions, such scenes are rare.

People say that the colleges of the Yuanyuan are all wonderful. When I saw them today, it was as expected.

Lin Xiaoyun drew the sword back, took one last look at Chu Tian, ​​and walked back slowly.

The moment the sword was pulled out, the blood stopped. With the strength of senior brother Chu Tian, ​​with such a small injury, it is estimated that he would be fine with a good night's sleep.

Walking back slowly, Han Feng looked at Chu Tian and said, "Second Senior Brother, I'm sorry, Xiao Hei took your share away."

Chu Tian said: "Sorry, I lost the first game. But it doesn't affect you guys."

Han Feng waved his hand and said, "You're used to losing, who cares. Looks like I'm going to show off in the second match. Brothers, brothers, I'm going."

After wiping his mouth, Han Feng walked out holding the Clear Water Changtian Sword.

Chu Xing lowered his voice and asked Chu Tian, ​​"When will you bring my sister-in-law home?"

Chu Tian blushed once in a while and said, "Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense."

The senior brothers all laughed, and said, "I think it's okay, I'll bring it back for this year's festival."

Lu Fan also laughed, but suddenly found that Lingyao's gaze had been on him.

Lu Fan's eyes met Ling Yao's immediately, and Ling Yao lowered her head shyly.

Lingyao's clothes today are very simple, but there is a kind of dust-removing atmosphere. Dressed in white, with hair drawn out from the temples, her gestures are elegant and free.

Lu Fan slightly felt his heart beating faster, is this the feeling of heartbeat?

Perhaps!

On the court, Han Feng stood up carelessly.

The legs are spread apart, wishing to split on the ground.

This is what senior brother Han Feng said about Wang Ba's standing posture, standing out with Wang Ba's aura. According to senior brother Chu Xing, Han Feng practiced for a whole day for this standing posture.

However, according to Lu Fan and others, they definitely don't have the aura of domineering, but it's more like cheating.

Rolling his eyes wildly, Lu Fan didn't know what to say, so let him do it.

Anyway, senior brother Han Feng just needs to feel good about himself.

Laughing loudly, Han Feng said, "Who will fight with me?"

The remaining few elite students of Mingxin Academy have no intention of playing.

Lingyao lowered her head, Mingzhu pretended not to see Han Feng.

Man Yan and Yan Ran looked at each other, neither of them obviously wanted to go up.

Especially Yan Ran, he had seen Han Feng make a move. Knowing that he went up, he might not be Han Feng's opponent.

Finally, Master Wuchou spoke.

"Manyan, come to the second match."

"Yes, Master!"

Man Yan stood up reluctantly, holding a jade flute, Man Yan frowned, looked at Han Feng and said, "Please advise."

Han Feng waved his hands carelessly and said: "Don't dare to be an instructor, learn from each other, learn from each other. Sister Manyan, I heard that your Youmeng Chasing Soul song has advanced again, why don't we compare it today. You play a song , I will listen to a song. At the end of the song, if I am still standing, then it will be considered as my win. If I cannot hold on and fall down, then it will be considered as my loss, how about it?"

Man Yan's eyes lit up, and he said: "Student Han Feng is very courageous, so it's fine, it doesn't hurt your friendship. Then ask student Han Feng to listen to my song quietly."

Han Feng stuck the Clear Water Changtian Sword on the ground, put his hands on his hips, raised his chest and raised his head.

Lu Fan didn't know what to say about this posture. Anyway, it looked even more stupid, especially this posture of raising his waist, no matter how you look at it, it looks so wretched. If there are female students who like him, it will be a ghost.

Manyan put the jade flute by his mouth, and the gangster clothes appeared on his body, which was obviously also a cultivation base of the outer gang realm.

The melody sounded instantly, and Lu Fan could feel the aura in his body move accordingly, such a domineering martial skill.

This kind of sonic martial art is the most difficult to practice, but once it is practiced well, it is also unpredictable, unpredictable, and its power cannot be underestimated.

If Senior Brother Han Feng is a little careless, I'm afraid he will suffer too.

The melody was melodious, from low to high, bit by bit, the clothes on Man Yan's body still changed. Visible to the naked eye, ripples spread out from the jade flute.

This is the manifestation of the strength of the force pushing the power of heaven and earth, and the ripples hit Han Feng one by one.

After a while, Han Feng's face became serious. Gang Yi was also released from the body.

When seeing Han Feng's cultivation in the Outer Gang Realm, many students of Mingxin Academy exclaimed, especially those who were not in Zhengxin Hall. Those students who were watching through the portal outside shouted.

"This scum actually has the strength of the outer world, it's too much for heaven!"

"His clothes are so solid, it doesn't look like he came from a crooked way. Hmph, even if he really becomes stronger, he can't be allowed to be arrogant in Mingxinyuan."

"Last time he almost peeped at me in the mountains to take a shower! Damn scum, Sister Manyan, come on."

"Down with the scum!"

. . . . . .

Such shouts resounded everywhere in Mingxinyuan.

Even Lu Fan in Zhengxin Hall could vaguely hear the voice.

Scum?

Who is this calling? Brother Han Feng?

Could it be that senior brother Han Feng still has such an "elegant name" in Mingxin Yuan?

Lu Fan lightly smiled and touched Xiao Hei's head.

Manyan's sonic martial arts had no effect on him at all.