Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

In the eyes of everyone, a figure easily jumped and stood on the competition platform. Following his arrival, a sword light appeared in the sky. The young man was wearing the unique white clothes of Tiansheng Academy, with black hair fluttering and cold eyes.

"A sword player?" Lin Xun had a playful smile on his lips.

The word 'playing' was particularly disrespectful. He didn't deliberately hide his voice, and many people had already cast unkind eyes.

The members of the Hehuan Sect did not have any resistance in their hearts. They had seen Lin Xun's sword, as if they had admired a woman who was so beautiful, no matter how ordinary she was, it was hard to catch the eye.

Fortunately, Xia Yebai came on stage and stopped the attack that was about to erupt.

The way he appeared on the stage was very simple. He walked up the stairs, not because he didn't want to play tricks, but because of his ability. Bei Gonghan relied on sword energy, not to mention sword energy, his vitality was not very good.

"Xia Yebai." There was disdain in Bei Gonghan's eyes. He obviously felt that he had lost face in the competition with him. Indeed, with his ability, he would have the power to fight against the talented students of this academy, but now he has to Confronting a 'stupid bag', the competition will definitely lose its visibility.

Xia Yebai didn't pay too much attention to his opponent. Standing on the stage, he could easily see many people, including his father and brother, and... He still didn't look in Lu Qianhan's direction. At this time, his first reaction was It turned out to be to see Lin Xun, who was in the center of the first floor, and his so-called 'same disciples'.

After all, he was his disciple, Lin Xun thought that this gaze was for him to show something, so he clapped his hands a few times, and said with a blank expression: "Come on." By the way, he turned his head and glanced at the disciples standing behind him.

The people behind understood, there was sparse applause, and they said blankly, "Come on."

Xia Yebai: ...

Seeing that the two of them were on the stage, Su Miao made a gesture, "The competition for freshmen has officially begun!"

The woman's delicate voice was full of heroism, and suddenly resounded in all directions.

At this moment, the fighting spirit of all the contestants was ignited, and it was time to give it a go for the freshman contest and to become famous and testify!

Bei Gonghan looked at Xia Yebai who was in front of him with vain aura, and said coldly: "I will let you do three tricks."

The patriarch of the Zhao clan who was watching the battle on the stage looked a little unhappy, "This Bei Gonghan is too arrogant."

He had a good relationship with Xia Hou, and Xia Yebai was also considered to be the one he watched and grew up with, so he was not willing to be ridiculed on the spot like this.

Lord Xiahou also frowned slightly. Although his youngest son was not up to the mark, it wasn't something everyone could say.

Xia Yebai has no sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame. This can be seen from the fact that he has regarded himself as Lu Qianhan's disciple for many years. Since the other party said three tricks, he has no reason not to accept it.

"Spiritual Dao, luck to control spirits, cultivate in seclusion, survive in response to the world, monks control things, spiritual practitioners... control people."

Yuren, manipulating people?

Xia Yebai stood on the spot without moving, but the color of his pupils became lighter and weaker. Bei Gonghan in front of him was no longer a complete person, but an individual composed of countless light spots.

Cultivators must absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but the stronger the spiritual power, the easier it is for the spiritual master to control it.

Saw!

Xia Yebai's pupils trembled violently, he saw those tiny dots of light, thousands of ravines of aura!

"hiss."

He closed his eyes abruptly, and then opened them again. His current mental strength is far from being able to fully control the realm of spiritual energy, at most he can control a few of them.

So everyone at the scene could only see that the dignified young prince of the Hou's Mansion stared at Bei Gonghan, and then, then blinked three times.

This is... in, discharging?

Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on Bei Gonghan, wondering how the person involved felt?

Bei Gonghan possessed the arrogance unique to sword cultivators, how could he bear such an insult, the Qinghong sword shot out of the sky from behind him, as if piercing through space, with a monstrous aura, this One sword, extremely extraordinary.

Xia Yebai retreated again and again, unable to resist this sword with his cultivation base.

The game is coming to an end.

This is the voice of everyone present.

Almost when everyone present thought that Xia Yebai would definitely lose, he suddenly... blinked his eyes.

The point of the sword that was about to pierce through the shoulder stopped.

Bei Gonghan's eyes showed shock, "What did you do?"

Xia Yebai clenched his lips, his face turned pale, he managed to control the dozen or so auras of Bei Gonghan's body with his thoughts, but he didn't get much benefit himself, for a moment he felt that his eyes were about to burst.

Bei Gonghan didn't believe in evil, and the tip of his sword advanced an inch.

Xia Yebai's pupils are surrounded by dense spiritual lines, trying to restrain Bei Gonghan's actions.

As a result, what people on the field saw was an upgraded version of the original picture.

Every time Bei Gonghan was murderous, Xia Yebai blinked his eyes and stopped his sword.

Xia Yebai blinked twice and retreated.

Xia Yebai blinked three times, and Bei Gonghan's aura weakened a lot.

Someone on the stage swallowed, "Isn't it what I thought?"

"Should...not." Someone responded, but his confidence seemed lacking.

"Oh my God," it was a female student who was the first to speak out, "Could it be that Senior Beigong has a hobby in that regard."

This kind of expression of forbearance, as well as the hesitation to stab, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a man is cruel to his lover, but he can't bear it.

As if confirming all the guesses, a line of tears fell from Xia Yebai's eyes.

With a sound of 'dong', Bei Gonghan's sword fell to the ground, his face was full of disbelief, looking at Xia Yebai, he didn't recover for a long time.

"This is an abandoned sword. Senior Beigong actually abandoned the Qinghong Sword, which is regarded as life!"

"Wu Na Bei Gonghan is known as the cold-faced Hades, but he turned out to be the seed of infatuation."

……

The discussion on the stage did not reach the ears of the two of them. Bei Gonghan looked at the intact arm, and his fingers trembled slightly. Just for a moment, he clearly felt the aura of the right arm go retrograde.

"you……"

Xia Yebai ignored his shock, only he knew the danger of the battle just now, he risked blindness, at the last moment, he manipulated 98 spiritual energy at the same time, forcing Bei Gonghan to abandon his sword.

Being able to defeat someone who is quite talented in swordsmanship like Bei Gonghan was beyond his imagination. When he really did this step, he had a faint sense of reality and fantasy.

Covering his eyes with one hand, he raised his head slightly and let out a long sigh.

When he saw Lu Qianhan for the first time, he felt that there is such a handsome and powerful monk in the world. To be his student, he must be in the limelight, so that his father, who only pays attention to his elder brother all the year round, will also focus on him. An elder brother who doesn't mention his name outside can still be proud of having an extraordinary younger brother.

In order to become Lu Qianhan's disciple, he tried every means.

Unexpectedly, the world is sometimes more beautiful than accidents and accidents.

Fingers moved away slowly, Xia Yebai turned his head, looked at Lin Xun for a long time, and bowed slowly, "Teacher, fortunately, I am not disgraceful."

Lin Xun said expressionlessly, "Okay."

There was sparse applause from the members of the Acacia sect behind them, and they said blankly, "Okay."

Xia Yebai: ...

After finally brewing the moving emotions, they were just slapped away.

Passing by Bei Gonghan's side, he puffed up his chest and never took a look at him, leaving only a chic figure passing by.

"Oh my god, it's so heartless." A female student complained about Beigong, "Senior Beigong abandoned his sword for him, and he didn't even look at it."

"Don't talk nonsense, it must be that Xia Yebai learned some kind of charm in the Hehuan Sect, which confuses Senior Beigong!"

As Xia Yebai returned to the position of the Hehuan Sect on the first floor, the expressions of all the spectators were subtle.

On the second floor, Su Hongyu winked at the head of the Zhao family. The head of the Zhao family looked at Youyou who had regained his senses, and he didn't know how to comfort him. He coughed lightly, "Brother Xia."

Lord Xiahou finally recovered his strength, "What happened just now?"

The head of the Zhao family smiled stiffly, "Yebai has been likable since he was a child. If you want me to say, it's because of Bei Gonghan's weak mind."

Every time he uttered a word, Lord Xiahou's expression became colder, his eyes were red, and he looked in the direction of Hehuanzong.

However, Xia Yebai didn't know it, immersed in the joy of victory, held his head high, his colorful battle clothes shining brightly in the sun, and felt extremely brave.