The personal master of the beautiful president

Jingbei Academy.

Today's Jingbei Academy is different from the past. The four streets leading to and from Jingbei Academy are full of vehicles, and there are huge crowds of people.

A cordon has been pulled out with iron nets outside the gate of Jingbei Academy. Inside the cordon are bodyguards in black suits. These bodyguards are all big and round, wearing black sunglasses, and their waists are straight. The waist was bulging, as if something could be pulled out at any time.

In the monitoring room of Jingbei Academy, Wan Jun was nervously arranging security work. After all, he still underestimated the attraction of this battle.In addition to the high-ranking people in Jingbei, there are also many warriors from other provinces who have heard the news, and the number exceeds 20.

"Damn Bailiyan, if he agrees to use the alliance to maintain order, I won't have such a headache." Wan Jun cursed.

In Jingbei Academy, all the students who were originally studying have been evacuated, and every area has been cordoned off. From the gate of Jingbei Academy to the gymnasium, there are bodyguards in black everywhere.Especially those black-clothed bodyguards guarding the gymnasium, holding full-step bolts in their hands. This kind of full-step bolt can be fired continuously and is so powerful that even martial arts masters dare not bear such continuous shooting with their bodies. .

At this time, the gymnasium of Jingbei Academy was already full of people, it was dark and crowded.This gymnasium, which originally had only 1 seats, has now crammed 2 people abruptly. The corridors and aisles are full of people, and the entire stadium is filled with smart cameras, broadcasting live broadcasts across the province.

On the center stage of the gymnasium, Hillen stood silently.He was leaning on a wooden stick in one hand, and the other was behind his back. He was dressed in a black robe, his eyes were closed tightly, and the noise and gazes from the audience did not affect him at all.

"This is Helen the Curser, he is really different," said a martial artist in the audience, "Just standing there, he gives people a sense of oppression, he is indeed the one who can defeat Ying Ningzi. "

"That's right," the other person nodded and said, "Look at him from head to toe, he looks like a long sword. It can be seen that he has reached a pinnacle of martial arts attainments."

"Look at the wooden stick in his hand. It seems to be lightly tapped on the stage at random. The area under his feet is sunken. What kind of artifact is this?"

……

Several warriors gathered together to discuss in a hurry.

The so-called experts watch the way, and laymen watch the fun. Warriors discuss Xiron's attainments in martial arts, while ordinary people discuss who wins and who loses.

"Tell me, who will win this battle, Mr. Jingbeilin or Xilun the Curser?"

"I think it's Helen the Curser," someone replied, "Don't forget, Lin Bei was forced to fight. Moreover, Helen the Curser has a history of defeating Ying Ningzi."

"I also think it's Xilun. Lin Bei has been hiding for so long, and he is obviously afraid of cursing Xilun."

"Are you all so disapproving of Mr. Lin? I think Mr. Lin is strong, and Xillen may not be able to defeat Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin's ability to become No.1 in Jingbei must have his own merits. After all, Xilun the Curser is not from Huaguo. I don't want him to win."

……

The battle hadn't even started yet, and the crowd was already talking about it. Obviously, they had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

As for the discussion in the audience, Xi Lun seemed to have never heard of it. He was like a deep well and ancient pool. No matter how the wind howled around him, he would not feel any disturbance in his heart.

Meng Lushan sat in the front row of the auditorium with Ayouduo and Huiye Tali. They chatted casually with relaxed expressions.

It has only been twelve hours since Hellen swept Jingbei, and most of Jingbei has been swept by Hellen. After seeing Hellen's monstrous combat power, they no longer have any doubts about whether Hellen can defeat Linbei. Suspect.

Even if Ying Ningzi couldn't withstand Helen's blow, then even if Lin Bei was a little stronger than Ying Ningzi, how strong could he be?
In the eyes of Meng Lushan and others, as long as Lin Bei showed his face, he would only have the fate of being slaughtered.Not only the three of Montroux, but most of the audience in the auditorium also had the same idea.

After Xi Lun defeated Ying Ningzi in an overwhelming manner, the balance of victory in the hearts of most people has begun to tilt towards Xi Lun.In their eyes, Lin Bei's challenge was a last resort, and if Helen hadn't pressed her every step of the way, Lin Bei would still have been unable to get out.

The position on the high platform of the gymnasium, Wan Jun in Chinese clothes is full of happiness. After this battle, the reputation of the Jingbei Academy as the venue for the grandmaster duel will resound in half of China, and no college in the entire Jingbei will be able to match it. Heng's reputation.At that time, he would not have to worry about the lack of students in Jingbei Academy.

In addition, this battle can also solve Lin Bei, who he hates so much, it is like killing two birds with one stone.Thinking of Lin Bei rubbing himself against the ground, Wan Jun couldn't help but get furious.

"Lin Bei, I'm just waiting to see you being completely abused by Sir Xiron." Wan Jun said to himself sadly.

At this moment, the field suddenly boiled up, Wan Jun lowered his head, and saw two lines of figures walking in from the gate of the gymnasium.

"come yet?"

Everyone in the auditorium held their breath. At this moment, the gymnasium with tens of thousands of spectators was completely silent, and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be clearly heard.

Xillen, who had been standing silently in the center of the stage, suddenly opened his brown eyes, and his eyes were shining brightly. He looked at the eight people who walked in, and saw that the eight people were in a team of four and four, and they were still carrying something on their shoulders.

"Is that... a coffin?"

Someone in the front row of the audience spoke.

Hearing that person's words, the whole venue was in an uproar.That's right, those people were carrying coffins, and there were two coffins at that!
"That turned out to be a coffin! Lin Bei came to the duel with a coffin!?"

"What does Lin Bei mean by this? Is it impossible to die with Hellen?"

"Oh my god!"

……

On the stage, Xillen held a wooden stick and looked coldly at the eight people who came in carrying the coffin. His eyes swept over the eight people one by one, but he found that these eight people were ordinary people. Lin Bei Obviously not among these eight people.

"Boom!" The wooden staff knocked on the stage, and the whole gymnasium trembled slightly.

Xillen looked coldly at the eight people who put down the coffin, and asked, "Where's Lin Bei?"

Hearing Helen's question, the eight people felt a heavy pressure on their faces, which made their hearts tremble, but there was no fear on their faces. One of them stepped forward and said loudly: "Go back!" Mr. Lin asked us to say a word to Mr. Lin, these two coffins are tailor-made for you by Mr. Lin, one is sandalwood and the other is crystal, and Mr. Lin will come out naturally after you choose."

"Wow!"

There was an uproar.

These two coffins were actually made for Hellen, but Lin Bei was kind enough to at least give him a choice.

However, this Lin Bei is too arrogant, he even made the coffin for Xillen, obviously he didn't take Xillen seriously!
His face darkened a little bit, Xieren looked at the person who spoke to him, and the next moment, he had already made a bold move, and saw his right hand turned, and the wooden stick in his hand was poking straight at the person.

Before the wooden staff arrived, the heavy coercion on Xieren's body had already rushed towards the eight people carrying the coffin.

Seeing Hellen's sharp attack, the faces of the eight people all changed wildly, but none of them had any fear on their faces, and they stood there silently, as if they were waiting for something.

Seeing the reactions of those people, Xillen raised his eyebrows, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart, and the strength in his hands increased by three points again, "Those who are looking for death, die for me!"

Just when the wooden stick was about to poke those eight people, a wild laughter came from outside the gate of the gymnasium: "Xilun, you dare to touch my people, get out of here!"

Accompanied by this sound, there was only a "whoosh", and a black line flashed past the door, pulling out a sonic boom in the space, and finally hit the wooden stick that Xieren poked hard. superior.

"boom!"

The black thread collided with Hieren's wooden staff, and there was a dull sound of metal colliding. Xieren only felt an unparalleled gravity acting on his wooden staff, which made his right arm slightly numb.

"what!"

Helen let out a roar, and he held the staff tightly with both hands, resisting the heavy pressure with all his strength.Because his body couldn't bear the gravity, he took a step back abruptly.

Taking this step back was like pushing a domino. Immediately afterwards, Heron took another step back. He backed up again and again until he reached the edge of the stage before he stabilized his figure.

With a violent swing of the wooden staff, the black line was chopped to the ground. Xieren's eyes fell on the ground, and when he saw the repelled black line, his pupils shrank suddenly - it turned out to be a wooden branch!
A wooden branch actually knocked him back tens of meters!

Xillen's eyes froze. The next moment, he seemed to sense something. He raised his head suddenly, and saw that there was an extra figure at the entrance of the gymnasium.

The man at the door was tall and tall, with black hair dancing, a pair of obsidian eyes showing alienation, a smile on his mouth, full of confidence, as if a god came to the world, and as if a king looked down on the world, showing the posture of a banished fairy.

Seeing that person, all the people present held their breaths. Helen looked solemn and shouted every word: "Mr. Jing-bei-lin!"