Chapter 70 Lack of actual combat experience? Instinctive killing move
Can this be said?
Are you so brave? Just say that directly on stage?
But I don't know why, but Xinyuan's very "down-to-earth" expression made the students have a much better impression of him.
Every year at the opening ceremony, I would listen to the chief freshman sing a high-pitched song with a script. Even though he is not very young, he still insists on making it so official and preaching.
These students have long been tired of hearing this, and today a man comes up to ask for money, which feels pretty good.
But Mo Qinggu obviously doesn't think so.
"Let's not talk about the 30 million thing for now. We can't do that 3 million."
Halfway through his words, a vigorous old man rushed to Xinyuan, snatched the microphone from his hand, and held it in his hand.
"Haha, Shinyuan-san is still so humorous and always likes to joke."
Seeing that Xinyuan wanted to say something else, he quickly whispered in Xinyuan's ear:
"Jun Anyi told me that I gave you a card. That card belongs to you, and I will transfer the money to that card!"
"It's the opening ceremony! Can you show me some face?"
After that, the old man and the young man communicated with their eyes for a long time, and Xinyuan finally agreed.
Mo Qinggu didn't dare to let Xinyuan give any more speeches. He could see that this kid really didn't play according to the routine and was a bit difficult to deal with.
Then, he quickly started working on the last project:
"Well, today's freshman ceremony has ended successfully. I hope that everyone can hone their abilities in the days to come and strive to contribute to protecting the peace of this world as soon as possible."
"Then it's time for the challenge. Does anyone want to compete with the freshman chief? Of course, if the freshman chief feels the gap is too big, he can refuse."
This kind of competition basically doesn't have much significance. It's basically an exhibition match, but they are all young people and no one can save face, so in previous years they would basically play a few games.
But Mo Qinggu has clearly seen during this time together that Xinyuan will never care about this! If he wants to refuse, he really doesn't care about issues such as face.
So at that moment, I quickly whispered something in Xinyuan's ear.
"To give you some face, brother, I can add more money, and I will add another hundred thousand to the money I will transfer to you later."
It can be seen that Mo Qinggu is indeed old and unruly, and he is so informal that he even calls out his brothers because he is fifty years younger than him.
Xinyuan was also non-committal, but in the end he still stood on the scene and did not just give up the fight and leave.
But this time, there is obviously a big difference from the previous ones.
At this time in the past, the senior students in the stands on both sides would start to boo, laugh and provoke like crazy, and many people wanted to come up and give someone a "boot".
But today, something is a little different.
The stands on both sides were unusually quiet, with no one talking, and the scene seemed unusually cold.
Nonsense, no one dares to come on casually!
At the beginning, Xinyuan flew directly over, shocking the jaws of everyone around him. With the strength of the fifth level, no one wanted to go up and feel uncomfortable.
There are not even a single fifth-level student in the Oriental College. There are also such geniuses among the very outstanding senior students who are about to leave school.
But they rarely join in the fun anymore. They have begun to sign contracts with major superpower organizations and shoulder heavy responsibilities.
So for a while, the scene became very embarrassing. In the venue of Nuo University, Xinyuan stood there alone, and there was no one who wanted to challenge him.
Finally, after waiting for four or five minutes, a male student jumped out of the stands.
Wearing a green gown, he was also very handsome. He walked slowly in front of Xinyuan, cupped his fists and said:
"Hello, junior fellow student. You have reached the fifth realm at such a young age. It really puts me to shame. I feel like my life has been wasted."
"My name is Lin Ruoyan. I am currently at the peak of the fourth realm, but I have not been able to break through to the fifth realm."
"But judging from your previous flight trajectory, you may have just entered the fifth realm."
"After all, I have been training in the academy for a long time and have mastered a lot of martial arts. You have just entered the school and lack practical experience, so we may be about the same. Then let me challenge you, the new chief."
Lin Ruoyan gave the impression that he was very cultivated and his words were very polite, but what he said made Jun Anyi, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Lack of practical experience?
This statement is definitely appropriate for other colleges, but for Xinyuan?
No one knows how many people died at his hands.
After all, in those three hours two days ago, it is not an exaggeration to say that there were piles of divine servants lying at his feet.
But it was obvious that Lin Ruoyan did not know about these details.
"Okay, let's start now. Let me, an old man, be the referee for you. Don't worry, I can stop it at any time if there is danger."
Seeing that someone finally stood up and didn't let the situation get colder, Mo Qinggu also looked at Lin Ruoyan approvingly.
In previous years, the old students have always given power to the new students. Why is it the other way around this time?
The two of them took a few steps back at the same time. A piece of cyan energy armor was attached to Lin Ruoyan's body, and a simple bronze long sword appeared in his hand.
"This is my serial weapon, b-107, an ancient bronze sword."
"You have just entered school, so you may not know what a serial weapon is. In this regard, I may have to take advantage."
Lin Ruoyan said with a smile, as if she was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, come on."
"Then be careful!"
"Flowers bloom, leaves fall from the sword!"
He stopped talking nonsense, shouted loudly, moved his whole body with the sword, threw a beautiful sword flower and rushed towards Xinyuan.
He was obviously using a sword technique. His whole body was floating in the air like a fallen leaf, but he was in front of Xinyuan in the blink of an eye.
Xinyuan stood there without making any movement, as if he was stupid.
But his eyes shone with a completely different light than usual, rational and cold.
There was a sword cry, and the bronze long sword was already thrust towards Xinyuan's abdomen. It seemed that this sparring match was about to end.
But the next second, a pale cold light suddenly erupted, and ice enveloped the arena. An energy chain was thrown out of his hand, wrapped around Lin Ruoyan's waist, and pulled him towards him.
Xinyuan completely ignored the long sword thrust into his abdomen. Instead, a fist blade appeared in his hand and stabbed Lin Ruoyan in the neck.
Xinyuan had already entered a fighting state. He had forgotten that this was just a sparring match. The boiling blood in the battle made him feel like he was in the meat grinder-like battlefield two days ago.
He had never learned any martial arts, and he only learned one thing from that battle.
——Exchanging injuries for lives is very profitable!
Chapter completed!