Chapter 197 My name is Fang Che

He kept it.

Just for this moment.

In the first battle, we must win.

It’s also Ding Ziran’s obsession!

His lonely eyes shot out with dazzling brilliance.

This moment is even a little bright!

Even if I don't live long, this represents Baiyun Martial Academy's first decisive victory, and I want it!

There was a soft pop.

A sword pierced the chest.

It should have gone straight to the heart, but Ding Ziran changed the direction a little.

A sword thrust through the chest.

Must kill!

It happened when Shen Changshan was so proud that he stretched out his hand to grab the fruits of victory, but was killed by Ding Juran with a single sword!

This sword cut off all suspense. It also cut off the illusion of complete victory in Tianren Wuyuan.

The entire venue couldn't help but exclaimed.

The long sword flashed, and half of the blade was exposed behind Shen Changshan. Blood, bright red and dazzling, dripped down from it.

Ding Juran held the hilt of his sword and stopped in front of Shen Changshan's chest, motionless.

He couldn't move. If he moved at this time, Shen Changshan might die.

Medical staff flew onto the stage.

The outcome is clear.

In this battle, Ding Juran wins!

Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, with its strength obviously lagging behind, used the weak to defeat the strong and managed to win the first city with great difficulty!

In the first row, everyone from the Tianren Martial Academy had frozen expressions.

Since the beginning of the competition, Ding Juran has always been a right-handed swordsman, passing through all levels and defeating many masters with his sword.

All the way till now.

No one knew that what he was really good at was the left-handed sword! And he hid it until the last move in the finals.

Then he took action to fight back.

Shen Changshan has been carried away.

The referee announced that Ding Juran was the winner.

Just as Ding Juran was about to step down, he suddenly felt a sword intent envelope him.

In an instant, I just felt horrified. The natural sword bone suddenly reacted, and my whole body seemed to have condensed into a sword, and I turned around suddenly.

But he met Ningxue Jian's sword-like eyes.

Ning Xuejian whispered: "Your name is Ding Juran?"

Ding Ziran bowed: "Ding Ziran pays homage to Master Jian."

As soon as he bowed, Ningxue Jian was observing carefully.

Under the urging of his sword intent, even though Ding Juran bowed, the sword intent on his body was not weakened at all.

"good!"

Ningxue Jian was originally forced to come here by Dongfang Sansan, but at this moment, he was really happy to see him.

He said softly: "Ding Juran, are you willing to learn the sword from me?!"

Ding Juran's eyes suddenly burst into an extremely bright light.

At this moment, he almost glowed.

He nodded heavily and said with great excitement: "I do!"

He suddenly felt that he had a chance to turn his life around! At this moment, Ding Juran's heart almost stopped!

Everyone is stunned!

Master Jian is coming to receive a successor. This is just a rumor. Unexpectedly, I actually witnessed this with my own eyes!

He has taken a fancy to Ding Juran!

The four of Mo Gan Yun, Above Autumn Clouds, Singing in the Rain, and Jing Shuanggao cheered and jumped up.

I really can’t help but feel excited!

Ding Juran finally found his own way!

The four of them suddenly felt that even if they lost, it was worth it.

Ningxue Jian laughed and said, "Come with me now."

Ding Jingran was stunned for a moment and said: "Sir, can you give me some time?"

Suddenly, everyone in the entire venue became anxious for him.

Ningxue Sword accepts a disciple, what are you waiting for?

Don't offend the noble man!

Ning Xuejian smiled and said, "Why?"

"I want to see if we can win this battle." Ding Juran lowered his head and said.

"Raise your head and speak." Ningxue Jian said.

"yes."

Ding Juran raised his head, showing his thin face, and said, "I also want to say goodbye to my friends."

His eyes flashed and he said: "The most important thing is, my boss, I haven't said goodbye to him yet!"

"Your boss?" Ningxuejian had a strange look in his eyes.

"Yes, my boss!"

Ding Jieran said decisively.

Ningxue Jian smiled and said: "Then, I will wait for a while."

"Thank you, Master Jian!"

…

The whole audience was completely speechless.

For such a childish reason, Ningxue Jian actually... agreed?

The competition continues.

"The Baiyun Martial Arts Academy sings in the rain, and wishes the Heavenly Martial Arts Academy a blessing over the sea."

The intensity of this second battle left everyone stunned.

I don't understand at all. Why are these students from Baiyun Martial Arts Academy so capable of fighting when they are clearly lagging behind in cultivation? Moreover, in terms of momentum, when they are at a disadvantage, they are actually more powerful than those who have the upper hand.

What is the reason for this?

Sing in the Rain has a profound foundation, and Zhu Jianghai is one and a half martial arts levels higher than Sing in the Rain.

Sing in the Rain relied on its foundation to cling to Zhu Jianghai.

Now in his mind, it was all about Wu Zhibing's battle.

Wu Zhibing can fight tooth and nail, why can't I, Sing in the Rain, bring honor back to the Wuyuan?

Sing in the Rain was at a disadvantage from the beginning of the first half, but he persisted and pestered Zhu Jianghai to attack fiercely. Taking advantage of his deep foundation and quick recovery, he forced Zhu Jianghai to fight hard.

spell.

Even if you get punched three times, you still have to punch the other person once.

After fighting all the way to the end, both of them were inhuman form and their foundation was completely exhausted.

In the last few fights, the strength was smaller than that of a naughty boy. They brushed each other's body and then lay down together.

The two of them lay on the ring, panting.

"I didn't lose! I didn't lose!" Song in the Rain murmured to himself.

Opposite me, Zhu Jianghai was also lying on his back: "I didn't lose, I didn't lose..."

Both were completely weak.
To be continued...