Chapter 292 Sword Fairy Seedling (33)
"Nianquan!"
And just when Nianquan fell into silence, someone suddenly called his name and even reached out to shake his shoulder.
Nian Quan frowned and raised his hand to block the other person's wrist - being disturbed was nothing to a young monk of their level, it was nothing more than discomfort, but this behavior was really too impolite.
He opened his eyes, and the other party was a little surprised that Nianquan could block his hand, and let out a light sigh.
"That's good. Are you a nerd going to practice taijutsu too?"
A voice filled with laughter came, and Nian Quan turned his head to look over expressionlessly. The visitors were none other than Hong Li, the second grader, and his followers.
Hong Li was tall. Although he was only in the lower grade of middle school, he was already the height of an adult. He looked at Nian Quan with a playful expression and a commanding tone in his voice: "Listen, next you have to use your free choice to fight. , choose me as your opponent!”
Nianquan's eyelashes twitched slightly.
To be honest, he wanted to laugh a little at this opinion.
Hong Li is the second son of a large cultivating family in the city. His ancestors have produced real people from the Zifu, and now there are also great monks who build foundations. His elder brother went to the No. 1 Middle School, and he could only go to the No. 3 Middle School because of his inferior overall quality, but he has a family Education allows him to crush almost all ordinary students in the entire school.
This is not just a show off, because the top ten middle schools in Xuanye City recommend students with outstanding performance and top rankings to participate in the training and preparatory courses of the Fourth Avenue Academy. Hong Li came to No. 3 Middle School just for this spot.
But his presence affected him.
There are a lot of places in the third middle school, there are ten, and Hong Li can get it no matter what, but he just can't reconcile that he is not the number one, especially when the number one is a civilian student with no family background.
It is said that Hong Li was even reprimanded by his family, who thought it was a shame to the family that he could not compare with a common student.
Hong Li came to see him this time just to defeat him severely in the martial arts test - although the literary test in Xuanye City was important, without foundation building, other skills were empty talk, and actual combat was the foundation.
As long as Hong Li beats himself in the martial arts test, even if Hong Li's literary test is inferior to his own, he will gain fame and evaluation that surpasses his own, and his family will be justified.
"What if I don't want to?"
Standing up, Nian Quan is a head shorter than Hong Li. He has a delicate appearance and a gentle temperament. His gender is often misjudged by people only looking at his back, and even looking at him from the front.
Facing Hong Li and Yiying's followers alone, it felt a bit like being alone.
But he was not timid at all: "You also have the right to challenge, you can challenge me."
"You are the only one who wants me to challenge you?"
Hong Li looked disdainful. He raised his head and said condescendingly: "Don't say I don't give you face, Nianquan. If you challenge me, I will make your defeat look good, at least I won't slap your good face."
"But if you ask me to challenge you... and break your bones, do you really think of yourself as a person?"
Nianquan narrowed his eyes to hide the crystal light flowing in his eyes.
A few months ago, he would have taken a step back. No, he won't stand out at all, get four excellent scores, and be ranked first in the whole grade. Instead, he will accurately calculate the level of others, occupy the eighth, ninth, and tenth positions, and securely receive scholarships.
After all, he was not strong enough. He had no power to fight back against Hong Li, who was already full of energy and proficient in various spells and even body refining techniques.
But now...
After confirming that there was no big breakthrough in the opponent's strength, Nian Quan calmly shook his head: "You don't have the power to order me to do things."
"I have." Hearing that Nian Quan dared to talk back, Hong Li sneered. He flexed his fingers and clenched his fists, making a dull sound of muscles and bones: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are good-looking and talented. Injury during the martial arts test is allowed. If you don’t want to rest for ten days and a half, you’d better do as I say.”
"Yes. I will wait for your challenge." Nianquan replied calmly: "If you really want to fight me."
"You!" Hong Li was furious when he saw Nian Quan, who was unable to drink salt and oil. He wanted to say something grand like "Toast him or not, but he will eat as a penalty", but his youthful nature prevented him from saying such old-fashioned words, so He gritted his teeth and said harshly: "Just wait, I'm going to beat you until you go home and cry to your mother!"
"Oh! I forgot that you are an orphan, hahahaha!"
At this point, Hong Li laughed as he thought of something, and then some of his followers started shouting: "Orphans without parents!" "Orphans without parents!"
Faced with the humiliation of Hong Li and his followers, Nian Quan didn't show much emotion.
In his opinion, Hong Li is still a child of a big family after all, and he can be so gentle when humiliating people, far less dirty than the children in the lower city who cursed people. After his mother passed away, if he wanted to write down the gossip behind his back, it would be enough for a book. encyclopedia.
He wouldn't have been angry.
But after all, Nian Quan is also a young man. Hong Li's words did not make him really angry, but they made Nian Quan make up his mind and sighed: "Hong Li, prepare the doctor."
"Our conflicts are not to the point of killing people."
"……What do you mean?"
Hong Li was choked by these words and his thinking was short-circuited for a moment. After a while, he finally figured out what Nian Quan's words meant, and he suddenly became furious: "You are the son of a little maid!"
He raised his fist, intending to hit it, but the follower beside him realized something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward in panic: "No, no, no, no, brother Li, I'll fight later! No private fights in the school! Wait, wait..." But... Hong Li was so strong that ordinary people couldn't pull him away. It took three or four people to pull him away. Nian Quan stared at Hong Li silently, as if he were looking at a clown.
"You wait!"
Hong Li, who was pulled away, also calmed down. He sneered, then turned around and left.
It's the martial arts test soon. If he doesn't knock out all of this nerd's teeth, he won't be named Hong!
Soon, as the martial arts test began, news spread throughout the school that Hong Li, the second grader, challenged Nian Quan, the first grader.
There are ten arenas in total on the playground. The martial arts test starts with the top ten in age choosing their opponents, and this kind of competition in front of others can also prevent these self-respecting children from choosing too weak opponents. Of course It's not impossible to choose the weakest one, but if it's just a one-hit kill and there's no real value in fighting, the teacher won't give him an advantage.
Therefore, the best opponent is one who has the ability to fight back, and can even pose a threat to oneself, but which one can defeat stably.
In a sense, this is also a test of eyesight and the ability to choose opponents. If this is not practiced well, when you enter the society in the future, no matter how outstanding your ability is, you will get slapped with something you can't afford to offend.
The principal of No. 3 Middle School and the teachers who did not maintain order in the arena were all watching on the stage, and their attention was focused on the arena where Nian Quan and Hong Li were.
"What's going on with the Hong family boy?"
The principal's face was pale and his eyes were slender, like some kind of raptor: "Do you have to have trouble with civilian students?"
"And this Nianquan... it shouldn't have been so good before, right?"
"The accident a few days ago." The teacher on the side whispered: "Nianquan's mother most likely died in the cleaning operation at the black market. She was probably stimulated, so she worked hard to get stronger."
"Although there is no proof, he still has heavenly spiritual roots. He is indeed a genius."
"Oh?" The principal raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you ever expressed your dissatisfaction with the Supervisory Bureau?"
"Most likely I don't know." The teacher shook his head: "How can a child know so much? It's just that he has no support at home, so he can only study hard to find a way out."
"interesting."
The principal nodded slightly: "Then protect him and don't beat the Hong family boy too badly. We must have a few geniuses from outside the aristocratic family."
"Yes." But just when the teacher was about to inform his colleagues in the arena, something unexpected happened.
"Nianquan." On the stage, Hong Li held a wooden stick in his hand and said with a ferocious smile: "I will break your bones and make you a complete cripple!"
Nian Quan, who was holding the wooden sword in his hand, had no emotion on his face and just stared at Hong Li quietly.
And at the moment when Hong Li said "a useless person", he rushed forward, and in an instant he blessed himself with the three-layered spells of "Divinity", "Body Protection" and "Mind Concentration", and then pointed his stick at Nianquan. Shoulder dropped!
In the middle and late stages of qi refining, before you can use your spiritual consciousness to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the power of practitioners' spells is far inferior to their fists and feet. This is why most qi refining monks will also practice some martial arts, even if they really choose to switch to martial arts. There are not many martial arts practitioners, but most of them are good at martial arts.
The end of Hong Li's stick even tore the air apart and pulled out the sound of thunder - with the blessing of three magic spells in an instant, he was not a playboy, but a disciple of our family who really had strength in his hands!
"Oops!"
Several students who were familiar with Nianquan couldn't bear to look directly at him. They could also see how powerful Hong Li's stick was. After being hit, Nianquan had to break several bones!
Buzz.
But the wooden sword in Nianquan's hand suddenly vibrated, and the inner energy flowing like a long river continued to vibrate, making this ordinary school training equipment appear with a trace of green wave light.
Holding the sword in his right hand, Nianquan held the seal in his left hand, and also blessed himself with the three techniques of 'concentration', 'swiftness' and 'sharpness' in an instant!
A sword arc drew a semicircular arc in the air, intersected with the wooden stick in Hong Li's hand, and then cut it off silently!
Immediately afterwards... this arc of light broke through the obstacle and slashed towards the forearm of Hong Li, who was still grinning!
Poof.
First there was the sound of a severed wooden stick falling to the ground, then the sound of flesh and blood falling to the ground, and finally the sound of a stunned Hong Li looking at his severed forearm in disbelief and letting out a miserable cry.
Nianquan let out a breath, sheathed his sword, turned around and stepped off the stage.
"Sword Intent?!"
On the stage, compared to the other teachers who were contacting the school doctor's office, the principal looked awe-inspiring: "It's actually sword intent?!"
He didn't care at all about Hong Li's miserable howl, but stared straight at the expressionless Nian Quan, with surprise and joy on his face: "A sword fairy has emerged from our school?!"
at the same time.
He has become accustomed to his rapid breakthroughs in Anjing, and he has also broken through the sixth and seventh divine prohibitions.
(End of chapter)