Just as the two were talking, Zhong Wuhen had already arrived here. Because Feng Ruoer and the others were in the first row, Zhong Wuhen could talk to them without having to go out.

Feng Ruoer looked at Zhong Wuhen and then turned her face tense, "What's so good about this martial arts competition? It's so boring. I wouldn't have come if I had known it!"

Zhong Wuhen also smiled, "Don't be unhappy. I have something to do today and can't accompany you to play. But if you are lucky, if you are still so advanced in the second round of the competition, we can leave early. Wherever you go, I will accompany you!" Zhong Wuhen put his elbows on the guardrail, and chatted with Feng Ruoer over one meter away.

At this time, everyone around was shocked. Feng Ruoer and the others had naturally heard of it. Although many people had never seen what Feng Ruoer looked like, they all knew the current location of Feng Ruoer. That location was originally a position set for the people in the palace. How could it be possible to sit there without a certain identity? Such a noble identity also made people around them dare not even chat with him. Who is this guy? A mere student dares to talk to such a noble person like this.

Another place, Feng Ziling, yes, is Feng Ziling. Feng Ziling also came to watch this freshman competition. Although his cultivation is much higher than these freshmen, after all, this freshmen not only have her fiancé, but also what she wants, so she still came, but she did not expect that she would encounter such a scene.

For a moment, Feng Ziling also stared at Feng Ruoer's back fiercely, and had already scolded Feng Ruoer many times in her heart, "This bitch dares to seduce a man in public, why don't you die!"

Zhong Wuhen naturally wouldn't know about such a curse, but he felt a murderous intent and couldn't help but look at Feng Ziling. He saw Feng Ziling gritting his teeth at just one glance. Feng Ziling was also stunned for a moment. She realized that her loss of composure had been seen by Zhong Wuhen, and then nodded apologetically at Zhong Wuhen.

Feng Ruoer, who was talking to Zhong Wuhen, saw Zhong Wuhen distracted, also asked in confusion: "What's wrong, what are you thinking?"

Zhong Wuhen said slowly, "Your fourth sister is here, not far behind you." Just as Feng Ruoer was about to look for her, Zhong Wuhen also said immediately, "Don't look back!"

Feng Ruoer then stopped her actions, "Why, since Sister Fourth comes with me, she should come here to chat with her."

Zhong Wuhen also looked at Feng Ruoer with anger, "You are really broad-minded, but I don't want outsiders to follow us when we go out later, it will affect our mood too much."

Feng Ruoer was in a good mood when she listened to Zhong Wuhen’s words, but Harbin City showed a very confused expression, “But the fourth sister is not an outsider.”

Listening to Feng Ruoer's words, Zhong Wuhen almost turned over and taught the girl a lesson at close range, "Hey, have you figured out the situation? Now that woman has the plan to steal your husband. You are still so generous, can you do it?"

Feng Ruoer secretly spat at Zhong Wuhen, "Bah, I don't have that kind of relationship with you. OK, hurry up and go there. Didn't you see the people around you looking at you as if they were about to eat you?"

At this moment, Zhong Wuhen discovered that the people around him would look at him, with murderous intent in their eyes. If the eyes could kill people, he might have been cut into pieces now. Zhong Wuhen looked at Feng Ruoer seriously, and then said very seriously, "Sorry, when I looked at you, there was no one else in my eyes."

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, Feng Ruoer was also stunned for a moment, and then her ears suddenly turned red.

Ying Er was also excited when she listened to Zhong Wuhen’s affectionate confession, and her eyes were filled with little stars, "Wow, princess, she looks so romantic!" After Zhong Wuhen left, Feng Ruoer felt that her face was not so red. Feng Ruoer said intimately, "This guy is definitely not a good person. He is so skillful in using this method, he must have deceived many girls, hum!"

Zhong Wuhen also came to the No. 3 venue at this time. There were 25 competitions in the first round of No. 3 competitions. During the period when Zhong Wuhen went to flirt with girls, fifteen games had ended. The speed was quite fast. In fact, it was not fast, but Zhong Wuhen had forgotten the time when he was chatting with Feng Ruoer. Now it was an hour and a half. There was nothing to say about the end of the fifteen games.

Of course, the situation in the other martial arts competitions is similar. After more than ten competitions, nearly 300 people left the court, so this place suddenly became a little empty. Zhong Wuhen also was doing nothing and looked at the boring competitions on the stage. Warriors and martial arts stages. Most warriors practice attack combat skills. After all, they are too weak at this stage and need powerful attack methods to cause damage to the enemy. Few people can practice physical skills or defensive combat skills, so this competition seems to be relatively single, without too many skills, it is completely a collision of energy. This is normal. After all, Tianfeng Kingdom is just a very small kingdom, and the average level of warriors will not be much higher.

Of course, after taking the time, Zhong Wuhen also went to see the competition between his three good roommates. Fatty is the front. Fatty's opponent is a second-grade martial artist in the first rank. He has the same cultivation level as Fatty. If it were before, even if it had the same cultivation level, Fatty would definitely not be the opponent, but now it is different.

At the beginning of the competition, the fat man looked at the man who rushed up, and then rushed forward without dodging, bent his legs, and then suddenly jumped and smashed him hard. The explosive power was far beyond the limit that the man could bear. When the fat man hit him, he even had an illusion that it was not a person who hit him, but a mountain, a mountain that could make him breathless.

The fat man won the first round. Although a wound was cut by the man's weapon during the collision, it was not serious.

Gao Shou encountered an opponent in the first round of the first round of the warrior was a warrior from Class 4 who had just entered the martial arts. He won the battle with his skills, and Li Yijian was a little embarrassed. The person he met was similar to his cultivation, but his true energy quality was better, so the two of them also had come and go. In the end, Li Yijian failed in the first round, and Li Yijian seemed a little decadent, and Zhong Wuhen and the other two didn't know how to comfort him.

Li Yijian left now. Li Yijian, who returned to the dormitory, was surprisingly not practicing. Looking at the rusty sword in his hand, Li Yijian began to doubt his sword for the first time. What is the purpose of the sword he had practiced for decades and what is the meaning of it? On this day, Li Yijian was drunk, forgot to practice, forget the sword, and fell asleep in a deep sleep.

Although they were worried about their roommate's situation, because the competition continued, they could not leave like this, so they could only hope that Li Yijian would not do anything stupid.

The first round was finally over. Because we needed to summarize the situation, we could only delay lunch time. After Zhong Wuhen got his battle information, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still in the third game. However, this time it was the first round, so we had better luck.

So after the first round ended, not long after the second round began, Zhong Wuhen was the first to play and looked at his opponent.

"The first game, Huatian, the battle between Class 1 and Class 5, Zhong Wuhen!"

Hua Tian looked at Zhong Wuhen and smiled coldly, "Ha, I didn't expect another waste to come. Your Class 5 is really rich in waste. It's not enough. Guess, how many moves can you support under my sword?"

Zhong Wuhen also recognized this person. He was the one who injured Li Yijian before. Although he was not the most powerful in Class 1, his cultivation level was enough to sweep Class 5. Of course, the premise was that Zhong Wuhen would not take action.

Zhong Wuhen looked at the man faintly, "You hurt my friend, I shouldn't have spared you, but because this is a martial arts competition, I don't want to worry about it, but those words you just now made me very upset, so I decided..."

"How about it, come and bite me!" Hua Tian said with a smile.

"Since you like swords so much, I'll let you see what a sword is!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Wuhen had a sword in his hand. This sword was a first-grade spiritual weapon, which was enough to deal with such an opponent.

Seeing Zhong Wuhen taking out the sword, Hua Tian also sneered, "Use the sword, are you worthy of using the sword in front of me?"

Just as he was about to continue talking, the referee also spoke, "Start!"

After the words came, Hua Tian immediately took action. As a senior class, Hua Tian practiced his sword skills, naturally, as well as the mid-grade sword technique of the Xuan-level [Fallen Leaf Sword]. This sword technique is mainly agile and supplemented by killing. It is considered a well-received sword technique in the academy. However, such sword technique is still too low-level in Zhong Wuhen's eyes.

Zhong Wuhen stood with the sword, then he was the sword immortal. With one sword, Zhong Wuhen could resist Hua Tian's continuous attack by just using the skills in the basic sword technique.

Hua Tian was also a little angry after being unable to capture it for a long time, "Boy, are you planning to play a protracted battle with me? I don't believe that you, a warrior, can waste my martial arts?"

Zhong Wuhen said lightly, "Since that's the case, let's decide the outcome with one sword over there!"

While speaking, Zhong Wuhen took a step back, with a long sword in his hand, and the airflow around him seemed to become more violent. The momentum was a kind of momentum, wind, and artistic conception.
Chapter completed!