Refinement, masculinity

In the end, Meng Ling failed to fulfill his wish. As one of the leading actors in the opening show of the graduation exam, unless he had a fever, injury and diarrhea, he had to be admitted. Fortunately, the daughters-in-law of the Duan family tried their best to persuade Grandpa Duan, expressing their goodbyes tactfully. Putting too much pressure on Meng Ling, Grandpa Duan felt that it made sense, so he was quiet.

Duan Cheng sat in the area of ​​Class 1 and shouted: "Daughter-in-law, come on!"

"..." Meng Ling remained expressionless, "Shut up and thank you."

He and Feng Bai stepped onto the stage together, bowed to each other, and when the referee announced the start, he used his spiritual energy to start the fight.

He has a lot of magic weapons on him, in addition to defensive ones, it also includes weapons of mass destruction given by Ye Yangchen, and Feng Bai, as the youngest son of the Feng family, naturally has a lot of magic weapons, so before the opening, the two of them It is agreed that only two pieces will be used at most, so as not to fight endlessly.

Both of them are wind spirit roots, and the spells they use are either to sweep people away, or to use sharp wind knives. Even though the auditorium is far away from here, they still cannot avoid being affected. Fortunately, the remaining prestige was removed in time.

Although Feng Bai's cultivation base is a few levels lower than Meng Ling's, but the foundation is of a low level, the difference between several levels is not obvious at all, not to mention that with the blessing of Phoenix's bloodline, his aura is stronger than ordinary people, so most people are optimistic about him , It wasn't until they fought for more than an hour that the winner was still not determined, and Meng Ling not only looked at ease, but also had a faint tendency to have the upper hand, everyone changed their views a little bit, and they all sighed that she was worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the Duan family, she was just amazing .

Feng Bai has fought against Xuanwu and Dragon Clan successively, and has a deep feeling for this kind of domineering aura, so he can clearly perceive the unusual side mixed with the aura of his junior brother. Power, like inexhaustible.

He was quickly forced to take another half step back, feeling that this was not an ordinary fourth floor of foundation building, he even had the illusion that he was fighting with a monk of the golden core stage, the demons were really powerful.

Meng Ling brought up the spiritual energy again, and he noticed it when he was practicing in the illusion. Although his cultivation base had been stagnant, the spiritual energy was constantly accumulating and increasing. His strength was far beyond what it seemed on the surface. There must always be a reason for the breakthrough, what exactly caused this situation?

The sharp wind blade swept towards him, he quickly regained his senses and concentrated on dealing with it.

In the end, Meng Ling won the opening show. He didn't use all his spiritual energy at the beginning, but gradually increased it according to the situation during the battle, and didn't try his best until the moment of victory. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he The winner was won by a small gap, and everyone felt that the two were outstanding, evenly matched, and there was thunderous applause.

Only a few people in the arena who witnessed the last battle knew that he still had reservations. After all, a person who can blow away two Jindan stage magic cultivators with a single fan is not easy to deal with foundation establishment stage cultivators. thing.

Feng Bai has been with these heaven-defying people for a long time, and he is used to being despised. He never thinks that he is talented, and he has always been short-sighted, so losing to a junior as a senior will not make him depressed at all. On the contrary, he felt that the fight was quite enjoyable, and followed his junior brother off stage in good spirits, saying that he had time to play a few more rounds.

Meng Ling didn't refuse, and slowly returned to his class, then was pulled into his arms by Duan Cheng with a smile, pressed and kissed him several times, and then looked towards the high platform together with him.

The next one to appear is Qi Jun. He is already at the Foundation Establishment Stage. Class 1 couldn't find anyone who could fight him, so they sent a teacher. As for Duan Cheng and Yejue, they are all Golden Core Stage monks. The gap between them is quite large, so they were not arranged together, and neither of them need to worry about their future, and in addition, only the senior management of the school is the cultivation base of Jindan, so naturally they can't show their faces casually, so the two did not arrange a confrontation at all. , is only responsible for watching from the sidelines.

Meng Ling moved his body, found a comfortable position and sat down, looking at the ring indifferently.

Qi Jun's cultivation base is lower than his opponent's, but he has always been smart, has more practical experience, and knows a lot of things, so he won without any suspense.The young master of the Tang family appeared next. The ranking of the family was second only to the Feng family. Five of the eight youngsters selected for admission had no cultivation, and the remaining three with cultivation were Feng Bai, Qi Jun and him. Those three who passed the second test were also the same, but he was not as lucky as the first two. He was not selected by chance, so he was pulled away a lot in the illusion trial, but even so, he still entered Among the students on the ordinary map, the one with the most cultivation base is also one of the objects of competition among several major sects.

The following competitions were quite satisfactory, and there were not many outstanding points, but one of them caused Class 1 and Class 3 to have a small climax. The reason was that Qiao Xiaolu accidentally fell from the ring. The spiritual root just restrained her, so that she fell directly without noticing it for a moment. Many people who were friendly with her in the field feared that she would not be able to save themselves in time. He caught her firmly and held her tightly in his arms.

Everyone was stunned, and Duan Cheng couldn't help but whistle and watched with a smile.

It was the young master of the Tang family who saved her. He looked down at the person in his arms and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Qiao Xiaolu was a little dazed, then came back to her senses, and replied shyly, "...it's okay."

Everyone in class three fell down. Is this still their domineering Queen Qiao?What are you kidding? !

Qiao Xiaolu glanced over lazily, thinking that if you dare to say one more nonsense, my mother will destroy you.

There are all these students in the school. After four years of getting along with each other, everyone has almost figured out the character of other people. The young master of the Tang family naturally knows Qiao Xiaolu's temper. After returning to the seat of the class, the class 1 hulas around, clamoring for wedding candy.

Duan Cheng could hear it clearly, and was quite emotional: "Happy candy..."

Meng Ling glanced at him indifferently: "What?"

Duan Cheng buried his head in his neck and said, "Daughter-in-law, I want to go to your house to propose marriage."

Meng Ling wondered what he could do if his family hadn't come to him for so long, so he remained silent for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

Duan Cheng hurriedly grabbed his hand and kissed it, then remembered something, kissed him again, and said happily: "Daughter-in-law, I can buy a ring first, let's wear a pair of rings with storage space?"

"……what ever."

The morning passed quickly. Among the students, only a very small number of students built foundations. The rest of the cultivation bases were all condensed energy. Of course, lunch could not be saved. The school gave an hour and a half of rest time. Meng Ling and Duan Cheng didn't need to go to the cafeteria. I went to sit in the Duan family's camp for a while, then went back to the dormitory and released a certain dragon cub to let him move around.

The dragon cub was particularly aggrieved: "It's nothing to do with you, are you still going in the afternoon?"

Duan Cheng smiled: "Ask your mother, I'll listen to him."

The dragon cub then looked at Meng Ling and educated him earnestly: "As parents, you should spend more time with your child. This is very important for his growth."

"..." Meng Ling said, "I have given up on treating you."

The dragon cub narrowed his mouth and continued to eat.

The family of three had a brief rest for a while, and then opened the door to go out. Most of the students chose to go back to the square directly after dinner. The dormitory area seemed very quiet at the moment. Meng Ling walked two steps, and suddenly felt a breath approaching non-stop, so he hurriedly turned his head , subconsciously pulled Duan Cheng back two steps.

Duan Cheng was taken aback, and just about to speak, he saw a person landed firmly in front of them. This person had long hair, was dressed in black, his face was a little pale, and his facial features were extremely handsome. Somewhat uncomfortable.

He smiled and said, "You are Xiao Ling, right? I am..."

He didn't finish his sentence at all, and while the two were waiting for the next sentence, he flew in front of Meng Ling in an instant, so fast that it was almost impossible to see the movement.

Meng Ling felt that his feet were off the ground, and when he took a closer look, he was grabbed by him and moved back five steps. At the same time, a breath suddenly injected into his chest, pulling something inside his body, trying to get it out , he trembled all over, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. The man did not hide or dodge, staring at him condescendingly, continuing to increase his aura.

The whole process didn't even take a second, Duan Cheng felt that the other party disappeared in a blink of an eye, he had a bad idea, and hurriedly turned back, and then saw the picture of his wife vomiting blood, his pupils shrank suddenly, and they sank immediately, A piece of bloodthirsty ice.

The man noticed the cold murderous intent behind him, and didn't want to waste time with him, so he turned slightly, grabbed Meng Ling's neck, and ordered, "Don't move."

Duan Cheng gave a sudden pause and stared at him closely: "What do you want?"

The man stopped talking and concentrated on the movements of his hands. It only took two seconds for him to take away the fragments and kill someone to leave. However, at this moment, a powerful force suddenly came from the palm of his hand, and all of his spiritual energy was instantly exhausted. Forced back, he sneered, breathed into Meng Ling's body again, grabbed his neck with the other hand, and stared at his beautiful eyes from a close distance: "With your current skills, you are still far from fighting me. Well, it’s almost the same as your father, you’d better stop resisting, I don’t mind killing you first..."

When he said this, a small part of the Pangu ax had come out. He was overjoyed, and was about to continue, but suddenly felt a domineering aura approaching him. He was caught off guard, and immediately took two steps back. Some surprises: "Undead..."

The dragon cub jumped out of the necklace and stared at him murderously. Duan Cheng immediately stepped forward and stood in front of his wife when he saw the right moment. He had already held the Ningshui sword in his hand. He asked gloomyly, "Demon race?"

The man admitted it generously, and sneered: "A human monk at the golden core stage, a little dragon that has just hatched, you want to stop me?"

"You can try." Duan Cheng mobilized the spiritual energy in his whole body, and ordered behind him by the way: "Send voice to Ye Jue and my grandfather."

The dragon cub naturally knew that he was speaking to himself, so he hurriedly searched for the sound transmission amulet from the storage bag, and did not forget to look at his mother worriedly. The blood at the corner of Meng Ling's mouth has not stopped since he spit out that mouthful of blood. , his face was even paler, almost transparent, and the moment the demons let go, he fell straight down.

He seemed to have broken a certain barrier, his cultivation base was rising at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and his domineering aura was also rushing out crazily, which made people feel ominous.

The man saw the dragon cub flipping through things, his eyes flashed a stern look, he didn't want to have many nights and dreams, so he quickly launched an attack. As a demon who has lived for thousands of years, he dealt with these two people, although it was not as exaggerated as a moment. But it was not far off. He thought that at least he could kill and leave before the reinforcements arrived, but then he realized that he had miscalculated, because this person was more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

This is the first time Duan Cheng has fought against the demons in an upright manner. He has seen the terrifying speed and attack power of the Overnight Jue before, and he is already prepared in his heart. What's more, the magma monster he met by chance made him wander between life and death for a long time On the edge, the intuition and adaptability to danger have become almost instinctive. In addition, he has two excellent spiritual roots in his body, and both of them can be used after training. You must know that if you only practice one, his cultivation level is far more than that. , so ordinary Jindan monks can't be compared with him at all, and they will never lose in a short time.

In particular, this man also injured Meng Ling, which brought the tyranny and murderous aura in his body to a terrifying level. His mind was highly concentrated, and even his perception of pain was a little weaker than usual. Don't let the opponent succeed easily.

There was only one thought in his mind, unless he died, he would never let this man touch his wife again.

The sternness in the demon's eyes became more and more obvious, and the speed and attack all increased. In his opinion, it was a great shame to be blocked by a mere human monk.

After all, Duan Cheng is not the enemy's way of thousands of years. He was shocked by the oncoming attack and took five steps back. The corner of his mouth suddenly bled. He seemed to have expected that this person would change direction, so he quickly stepped forward to stop him. His eyes were extremely sharp. Every word: "Don't even try to touch him!"

"Looking for death!" The Demon Race was completely enraged, with a lot of spiritual energy in his palm, and was about to beat him to death, but when he shot, he suddenly paused and quickly took three steps back. The next moment, there was a bang from where he was standing just now. There was a loud noise, and a hole half a meter deep was cracked on the ground, and sand and gravel flew. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the people in midair.

Duan Cheng also raised his head slightly, and saw the newcomer slowly fall to the ground. There was an obvious arrogance in his brows, which made people often be overwhelmed by his aura first, and then noticed his appearance. Unusually delicate.

The expression of the demons turned cold: "The night is cold."

The man called Ye Leng was carrying an epee and ignored him at all. Instead, he glanced at the person next to him and raised his eyebrows: "You are Duan Cheng?"

Duan Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb: "Yes."

Ye Leng nodded and praised: "Sister-in-law, you did a good job just now, you are indeed the person my second brother likes."