Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 32 The Most Powerful Persuader Was Yourself

There was another cheer under the platform.

A few students in Class One also cheered loudly like huskies mixed with wolves.

Someone started to clean up the platform to prepare for the next battle between Mu Xinyue and Yue Hongxiang.

The students who watched the competition became more excited.

On the viewing platform, Chu Chen failed to conceal his elation and excitement, turning his head and saying, "Brother Qingxuan, you cannot say that Lin Beichen's opponent in this battle was too weak, right?"

Li Qingxuan said helplessly, "Do you really want to hear my praise of this prodigal?"

Chu Hen solemnly protested. "Brother Qingxuan, Lin Beichen is the top genius of the Third College. Please don't use the word 'prodigal' to insult him."

Li Qingxuan was instantly speechless.

"Chu Hen is really pragmatic.

"Lin Beichen is the top genius now?"

In the beginning, he had not seen Chu Hen's support for Lin Beichen like now.

He did not want to speak at the moment.

However, Chu Hen was so excited now and kept asking for Li Qingxuan's opinion.

"Hey, Brother Qingxuan, don't be silent. Give your comments."

"Hey, just give your comments..."

"Brother Qingxuan, say something. You're called Mean Cold Face, so can you think much about the top genius in our college?"

Li Qingxuan was really angry and amused. Being tired of Chu Hen's questions, he finally had to give his own opinion and said, "For now, Lin Beichen can be regarded as a first-class genius of Cloudy Dream City."

"Haha, haha…"

Chu Hen looked up to the sky and proudly laughed.

After a while, the second combat was ready.

Mu Xinyue and Yue Hongxiang both appeared on the platform.

"What a beautiful landscape!" Lin Beichen sighed under the platform.

The "Civilian Princess" Mu Xinyue was tall and slender; she looked bright and brave, as excellent as her male peers; she kept up a good image, endowed with delicate features and fair skin. On the whole, she was a hard-edged and charming girl.

And Yue Hongxiang, who was the "Flower of Class Eight", had a pair of big eyes as clear as water. Additionally, she was endowed with classic beauty and a scholar's style, which was rarely seen on a girl of this age. She was gentle, reserved, and smart. Also, if one took a closer look at her, they would find Yue Hongxiang more attractive.

"Well, Mu Xinyue's breasts are bigger."

"But Yue Hongxiang's are warped..."

"Their skin is as white as porcelain, but I don't know whose skin feels better... However, after all, I am a man who is eager to return to the Earth. The two of them are doomed to fail to get me."

"I wonder who is better at swordsmanship. What are their characteristics...?"

"Smack!"

Thinking of this, Lin Beichen suddenly wore a look of shame and raised his hand to give himself a slap.

"Bah! How can I have such strange thoughts at this time? How can I be distracted? Stop thinking about the f**king swordsmanship. After all, I am not the kind of person who would carefully practice swordplay. How can I have no clear estimation of myself... So, take it easy and appreciate their breasts."

So he stood quietly aside, like a piece of ice.

But his eyes, like a pair of scanning radars, rolled in a very hidden way and began to scan the two girls. Furthermore, he used his imagination to appropriately process the images he got...

The students around were shocked to see that Lin Beichen gave himself an inexplicable slap.

"What's going on?"

"What happened to Senior Brother Lin?"

"Is it another attack of his brain disorder?"

"No, Senior Brother Lin's performance in the past few days showed that he has completely recovered."

"Ah, I know, Senior Brother Lin must be using this method to remind himself that he must not be so superficial to just focus on the beautiful appearance of the two goddesses, but to calm down and appreciate their swordplay after the contest begins... That is the character of a true swordsman."

Yin Yi, the monitor of Class Nine, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and wrapped in bandages, seemed to suddenly understand and spoke it out loudly.

How plausible such an unconfined fantasy was!

Blind worship made Lin Beichen capture their hearts without effort.

All of a sudden, the male students around the platform were suddenly ashamed and silent.

"Senior Brother Lin is already so strong, but he still abandons lust and concentrates on swordplay."

"Maybe that's why he can rise suddenly."

Xue Yue and Cheng Ku in Class Nine also sighed with emotion.

As a result, all the people watching the battle around the platform were silent for an instant and kept absolutely quiet. They quietly waited for the start of the competition and were ready to watch the battle from an academic angle.

As a result, the atmosphere before the battle, which had been noisy, inexplicably began to be solemn.

After Ding Sanshi's inspection, he announced loudly: "The competition begins."

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Two sword arches cut through the air on the platform at the same time.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Long swords clanged, leading to clusters of sparks.

Sure enough, people of the same gender were mutually exclusive.

Both of the two girls did not say any word.

Also, there were no delays.

The battle started instantly.

In the beginning, both girls performed the basic swordsmanship.

Each move they made was natural and aesthetically pleasing.

In particular, when they made those moves and constantly changed different poses, they would show their attractive body parts in a flash.

Especially the raised parts in the front and back of their bodies were shaking up and down.

It was so hot!

A fiercely competitive battle of swordsmanship turned into a dance performed by two beautiful girls, and their moves were so artistic.

"They are both strong." Lin Beichen sighed silently.

Suddenly, the sounds of slapping arose around the platform.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

Many male students were slapping themselves.

"What's the matter? Are they all crazy?"

Lin Beichen was startled.

However, the male students who slapped themselves at this time were ashamed and sternly telling themselves not to be distracted or be addicted to beauty, but to learn from Senior Brother Lin and indulge in appreciating swordplay, for only concentration would make them stronger.

If Lin Beichen knew the truth, he would definitely sigh with emotion.

After all, the boys at the age of 13 or 14 were still pure and innocent.

The battle on the platform lasted about 20 minutes.

The two female students seemed to know each other's thoughts, suddenly shouting loudly, and took three steps back at the same time. The atmosphere around them as well as their swordplay both changed sharply.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Some sharp sword arches came from their palms.

The long swords in the hands of the two girls seemed to be alive suddenly and became more flexible. With the chilling lights of the swords, their swords were becoming increasingly lethal.

"A sword skill receiving star ratings!" a teacher exclaimed.

It had surprised them that Wu Xiaofang could display the one-star sword skill such as Chilling Python Seven Phantom Strikes.

Junior colleges never taught students combat skills that received star ratings.

Because these students' level of Mystery Energy could not meet the requirements of combat skills receiving star ratings.

The combat involved with combat skills receiving star ratings required unique operating frequencies and route of Mystery Energy.

In this way, the combat skills could unleash the greatest power.

Therefore, the forced cultivation would not only be unsuccessful, but also easily lead to sequelae, thus affecting the students' future development after entering the intermediate college.

Chapter end