Chapter 142: One Move Determines the Victory

Sixteen characters, sixteen explosions.

The entire Zhengxin Hall suffered a terrible devastation.

Countless students retreated desperately, wishing they could stick to the wall.

Even Master Wuchou had no choice but to activate the defensive array to offset the power of the explosion, so as not to accidentally injure innocent people.

In the center of Zhengxin Hall, it was already a mess.

Two figures hit the ground, Mingzhu's hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, revealing her suet-like skin.

Blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he was covering his chest with his hands, as if he had suffered some internal injuries.

"what!"

Mingzhu shouted loudly. It turned out that it was a coincidence that the sword just pierced the clothes on her chest. The two white balls are really eye-catching.

Mingzhu immediately turned into a breeze and rushed back.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the Hall of Zhengxin.

This was the first time that Mingzhu did this in front of the students of Mingxin Academy.

It turned out that even if she lost to her opponent, she would leave the field gracefully.

It seems that today, this Chu Xing has indeed done things that many people cannot do.

He was obviously only at the first level of the Outer Gang Realm, but he insisted on beating the pearl of the third level of the Outer Gang Realm like this. Moreover, he also did such obscene and dirty things.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Chu Xing again, only to see that Chu Xing's expression was very calm, but the blood spurting from the corners of his eyes and nose looked so dry.

Especially those two nosebleeds don't look like they were punched out. The blood flowed like two waterfalls.

Master Wuchou was stunned, her face contorted, and she didn't know what to say after seeing this scene.

The other Mingxin Academy students were first shocked, then furious, and then shouted loudly.

"Shameless guy."

"rogue!"

"Damn it, I want to fight you!"

"The scoundrels of the monastery!"

. . . . . .

The crowd was so excited that both men and women rushed to fight Chu Xing.

Chu Xing stood motionless on the spot, as if he was still thinking about it.

Master Wuchou said loudly at this time: "Everyone is silent!"

The sound swept through the audience, and everyone immediately fell silent.

Master Wuchou took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then said: "During the competition, no noise is allowed. It was an unintentional mistake just now in Chu Xing of the Yuanyuan. However, I sentenced you to lose this round, can you accept it? "

Chu Xing was still in a daze, staring straight ahead.

Master Yiqing couldn't help coughing, and said, "Chu Xing, Master Wuchou is talking to you."

Only then did Chu Xing come back to his senses, and said again and again: "Okay, okay, whatever you say."

"Go down, go down!"

Master Daoguang couldn't help but speak out.

Chu Xing walked back under the murderous eyes of all the students of Mingxin Academy.

The nosebleed from his nose dripped on the ground, and Chu Xing didn't even bother to wipe it off.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Brother Chu Xing, what did you see?"

Chu Xing said slowly: "So white, so big."

Four words, everything is said.

Lu Fan couldn't help laughing.

Senior brother Chutian, senior brother almost laughed out loud.

Han Feng patted Senior Brother Chu Xing on the shoulder and said, "I made it, I made it. I made a lot of money!"

Their performance fell into the eyes of everyone in the Mingxin Academy, and it was simply a naked provocation.

In their hearts, Mingzhu is not only a big sister, but also represents the reputation of Mingxinyuan, and is the pride of their Mingxinyuan.

How can I bear to be defiled by such a wretched boy from the Yuan Yuan now.

At a glance, you can see at least half of the students of Mingxin Academy, with pulsating veins on their foreheads and red eyes. Most of these students are male students, and they are ready to risk their lives at any time.

The female students looked at Chu Xing and the others, full of anger, wishing they could go straight up and dig out Chu Xing's eyeballs.

Chu Xing was still in a daze, obviously still thinking about it.

But now the Yuanyuan has lost two games, so it can't lose again.

Lu Fan looked at the big brother and said, "Big brother, let me do the next game. Both of us are going to play."

The elder brother nodded slightly, and said: "Be careful. Enlightenment is more important than ranking."

Lu Fan said: "I have a measure."

Standing up, Lu Fan walked to the field.

Seeing Lu Fan coming out, Ling Yao stood up almost instantly.

The instructor glanced at it, then announced with a smile: "Lu Fan of the First Yuan Yuan vs. Ling Yao of the Ming Xin Yuan."

Ling Yao took a few steps forward, looking straight at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan just said calmly: "Lingyao, we meet again."

Lingyao smiled like a flower, and said: "Yes. How are you doing recently?"

"Not bad, how about you?"

. . . . . .

The two actually chatted in front of the masters of the two branches and all the students.

No one thought of such a situation.

Even Senior Brother Han Feng's jaw dropped.

"Junior Brother Lu Fan, what are you doing? Picking up girls in public?"

Senior brother Chu Xing finally came back to his senses, and was wiping the blood on his face with his clothes.

Brother Chu Xing didn't care about the injuries in his body at all. It is the blood on the face, which slightly affects the image and must be wiped clean.

"This is called a special competition technique, you know a hammer."

Senior brother Chu Xing said with a smile.

Han Feng said: "I really don't understand. Brother Chu Xing, why don't you tell me about the special sword technique...skills."

Chu Xing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his eyes to Yang Tian.

At this time, Yang Tian and Ling Yao talked more and more happily.

The two chatted so well that no one else could stand it anymore.

Master Yiqing and Master Wuchou shouted at the same time.

"Lingyao."

"Lu Fan!"

Lu Fan and Ling Yao turned their heads.

Master Yiqing winked at Lu Fan and said, "Lu Fan, you are here for a competition, not for a fling."

Master Wuchou also looked at Lingyao and said, "Lingyao. We are still competing now. If you want to talk, we can talk after the competition is over, okay?"

Ling Yao blushed slightly and nodded.

Lu Fan looked helplessly, looked at Lingyao and said, "Alright then, Lingyao, you can do whatever you want and I'll take it."

Lingyao shook her head and said, "I don't know many martial arts skills. How about we decide the outcome with one move."

Lu Fan was slightly taken aback, and then said: "How can one move determine the outcome?"

Lingyao said: "As long as you can catch my move, you will win?"

As soon as Lingyao finished speaking, Yanran next to her yelled, "No, Junior Sister Lingyao, didn't you deliberately let the water go like this? Could it be that just because you like Lu Fan, you can let go of the water in the college ranking battle?"

Yan Ran's shouting caused many people to discuss it.

Lingyao said loudly at this time: "I'm going to use the meditation skill, the strongest move. It's also my biggest killer move. If Senior Sister Yanran doesn't trust me, why don't you do it this time, so you can do it."

Yanran was completely blocked by Lingyao's words.

Lu Fan didn't bother to look at Yan Ran at all, but he became interested when he heard the words Jingxin martial arts.

Faintly, Lu Fan said: "Meditation martial arts, that's something to learn."

Lingyao smiled and said, "It will satisfy you."