Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 27 Being Targeted

He lost!

He lost so quickly?

Within only one move.

Cheng Ku knew he was no match for Wu Xiaofang, but he didn't expect to lose so soon.

There were exclamations around the ring.

A chill came over Cheng Ku's heart and he was about to admit defeat, only to find that Wu Xiaofang didn't even intend to stop, but took a step closer.

Wu Xiaofang swung his scabbard and smashed Cheng Ku hard on the right cheek.

With a snap, blood was scattered.

Before Cheng Ku could admit defeat, the blow made him dizzy. He fell down with a bump, and the right side of his face swelled up as fast as the naked eye could see, blood gushing from his mouth... He went completely blank.

With a sneer, Wu Xiaofang took another step forward and stepped on Cheng Ku's face.

"Ah..." Cheng Ku screamed.

Wu Xiaofang sneered and said, "Don't blame me... Blame it on Lin Beichen. You're in the same class as that scum. As long as my opponent is from Class Nine, I'll kick his ass... Get out of here."

Bam!

He lifted his foot and kicked Cheng Ku hard in the stomach.

Cheng Ku flew straight out of the ring, fell to the ground hard, and gulped blood. He covered his stomach, bent down in the shape of a shrimp, pale, unable to stand.

There was an uproar around the ring.

Even though this was a real combat, which was hard to avoid injuries among the contestants, Wu Xiaofang hit him too hard.

If Cheng Ku didn't get treatment with the injury, he would probably not be out of bed for at least a dozen days.

"Wu Xiaofang wins!" the invigilator announced the result of the competition.

The Class Nine students carried the unconscious Cheng Ku off on a stretcher.

Wu Xiaofang stood in the ring, looked down, and soon found Lin Beichen in the crowd. With a defiant look on his face, He held out his thumb, pointed slowly downward, and said, "Lin Beichen, do your best. I'm looking forward to meeting you in the ring. Don't get knocked out too soon!"

Lin Beichen was expressionless.

Wu Xiaofang laughed and stepped out of the ring.

There was much discussion among the students.

Soon, the first round of combat was over.

10 people, including Cheng Ku, were eliminated.

And then the second round began.

The second round of the combat lasted for half an hour and then ended. 10 more advanced and 10 went out.

In this way, until the fifth round, another powerful student finally appeared.

It was Mu Xinyue.

The girl, known as the Civilian Princess of the Third College, showed her powerful strength in the last Midyear Competition and took third place. This time, she crushed Wu Xiaofang, Wu Xi, Si Xinlin, and others in both the previous knowledge exam and the Mystery Energy level test.

Everyone felt surging momentum from the girl.

A sea of people surrounded the first ring.

Almost all the students wanted to see the Civilian Princess' elegant demeanor during fighting so that almost no one went to see the other nine simultaneous combats.

There were fewer than 10 spectators scattered around the nine rings.

In the first ring, both players had appeared.

Mu Xinyue wore a school uniform—a black swordsman robe, which was deliberately modified by herself, so as to set off the graceful figure. She looked tall and pretty, and every curve of her body seemed to be a work of art designed by the creator.

Her long black ponytail was flying in the wind.

She looked as if she were the goddess of the sword descending from above.

A lot of eyes were fixed on Mu Xinyue at that moment, showing envy and admiration, especially the eyes of Feng Lun, who courted Mu Xinyue shamelessly.

His eyes glowed with ecstasy.

Unfortunately, because he had failed to deal with Lin Beichen, his goddess had ignored him for several days. Every time he thought of it, Feng Lun felt heartbroken. He lost not only the favor of the goddess, but also 20 silver coins.

But by this time, Feng Lun had completely lost the courage to fight with Lin Beichen.

"The match begins," the invigilator announced loudly.

"Zheng Tuo, please."

Mu Xinyue drew her long sword out of its sheath. That was the first move of the basic swordsmanship.

Unlike Wu Xiaofang, Mu Xinyue was polite instead of arrogant, making people feel comfortable.

Her opponent was Zheng Tuo, the monitor of Class Six.

"I admit defeat," Zheng Tuo said directly and loudly.

"Being able to draw in the same group as Senior Sister Mu has been the luckiest thing that happened to me this year. I am satisfied to be able to talk to the goddess in my heart so closely. Senior Sister Mu, I am no match for you. I can't fight with you, because I can't waste your Mystery Energy. I wish you great success in this competition. May you win!"

With that, the young genius from Class Six, Grade Two took a deep look at Mu Xinyue, then reluctantly turned around, and jumped off the ring.

The match was over.

There was an uproar around the ring.

Even the invigilator was stunned before loudly announcing the match result, "Mu Xinyue wins, to go to the next round."

Mu Xinyue graciously cupped her hand and said, "Thank you, Zheng Tuo."

Then she turned and walked off the ring.

In the crowd, Lin Beichen was surprised as well.

He had to admit that the life force of shameless people was really strong.

There were such tireless persons both on earth and in other worlds.

The match continued.

It wasn't until the ninth round that Lin Beichen was named to come to the ring.

His opponent was Leng Ye, a talent from Class One.

The duel between the two men was not as sensational as Mu Xinyue's entry into the ring, but it attracted a lot of attention.

It was on the ring.

"It really surprises me, haha. My opponent is you, cheater... Haha, I'm really lucky."

Leng Ye looked at Lin Beichen and said in surprise.

Lin Beichen closed his eyes and said nothing.

Leng Ye continued, "Haha, Senior Brother Wu has said that anyone who could make you show your true color in the ring will get 10 gold coins... Haha, today, the reward is mine."

He was Wu Xiaofang's most loyal henchman.

Lin Beichen still didn't speak anything.

Many in the audience around the ring were talking.

"The black sheep seems frightened. He doesn't dare open his eyes."

"Now he's afraid, but it's too late."

"Haha, to beat a Feng Lun is to think you are invincible? Senior Brother Leng Ye is one of the top six talents in Class One. This time, it is said that there is hope for him to fight for the top fifteen in Grade Two."

All kinds of talking noise sounded as turbulent as boiling water.

"But Lin Beichen is so handsome."

"The way he closed his eyes and held his sword was like a fairy swordsman in the world."

"He's a scumbag, but he's a handsome scumbag. I tell you, I'd love to be fooled by a cute guy like such a lovely boy."

Looking at the handsome Lin Beichen dressed in black clothes, one or two boy-crazy female students couldn't help but start to have a crush on him.

At that moment, the invigilator announced loudly, "The match begins."

"Haha, Lin Beichen, now I'll show you what you can't do..."

Leng Ye kept taunting Lin Beichen.

Across from him, Lin Beichen's eyes flew open.

A cold light shone in his eyes.

Chapter end