Way of Choices

"You haven't forgotten this..." Chen Changsheng was amazed.

"The couple are all people in all directions, who is not interested in their affairs? In fact, I even doubt whether Infinite Bi and Siyuan Taoren had a leg in the Affiliated Palace of the Palace, otherwise why did she send her own pro The son came over to fight for the Siyuan Taoists? Why don’t you be so vigilant, let Su Moyu go to the National College of Education to carry it?” Tang Sanxing walked to the lake and said, “But then again, don’t mind it The idiot is the infinite son of Infinite Bi, but it is not necessarily the same kind of red son. Do you say he may be a Siyuan Taoist? Sigh. But this matter involves privacy, but it can't be passed around. , Especially don’t let Su Moyu listen, after all, it’s his own uncle, how embarrassing."

He looked to his side but found nothing.

Chen Changsheng didn't know when he had left, and now he had walked to the grass beside the wall.

He looked over there and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Changsheng didn't even look back, waved his hand and said, "I'll see if the meal is ready."

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The three matches that started in the early morning, all ended quickly, and the lunch time was advanced. After eating, there was still time to squint for a while, waiting for the sun to move a distance from Zhongtian West, and the sultry was slightly relieved. The door of the National School of Education Before opening again.

It was Tang Thirty-six who led the team. The freshmen of the National College of Education stood on the stone steps behind him, their faces full of excitement and uneasiness.

There was no accident. The first freshman of the National College of Education lost. When the opponent's sword eyes were about to fall, Tang 36's voice rang out in a timely manner: "Just here."

The second game lost, and the third game also lost. In the next few games, the National Academy of Education lost very simply. The atmosphere in the usually lively field is now a bit dull. I can only hear Tang 36 and The voices of the freshmen of the National College of Education.

"It's almost done."

"I said you're almost there!"

"I said why don't you listen?"

These are what Tang Thirty-six said, he said to those who came to challenge the National College of Education.

The freshmen of the National College of Education should say something simpler, basically no more than five words.

"Confess."

"I surrender."

"You win."

Only when they walked back to the front door of the National College of Education and got rid of the tension and strangeness in the previous battle, they would speak more and stand on the stone steps to discuss with their classmates.

"Is there any problem with the sword I just used?"

"The dean didn't say that last night. Your opponent's weakness lies in speed, so your sword should be faster."

"I'm as fast as possible."

"Explain that your plum blossoms are not familiar enough."

"The dean said last night that there is another sword technique that can restrain this person. What is it?"

"Singing the fisherman's song three times, that's the powerful sword technique of Jianzong Lishan. I heard that even Liang Banhu could not master it. It's a trick for Gou Hanshi. With your current state, I can't learn it at all."

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The freshmen of the National College of Education are discussing one after another, and they can't see any emotion of failure at all. Continuous failure does not seem to affect their mood at all.

The servant of the other family was actually right, the sword was blind, especially in this hugely different game, no matter how sharp the Tang 36 eyes were, and how timely they were shouted, there were still some accidents that could not be avoided, but that still I can't blame the masters who challenged the National College of Education, basically because the freshmen of the National College of Education were the result of too much tension.

At the beginning of the twilight, the National College of Education had lost more than ten games. Six freshmen were injured, and two of them were slightly injured. However, these students did not have any complaints, nor did they mention the fact that Tang Thirty-six promised a few days ago that they would not be affected. Instead, they were grateful. Because they know better than anyone, get the guidance of Chen Changsheng, and have such a rare opportunity to actually fight with the master, how much progress they have made, only their horizons are not many times wider than before they were admitted to the hospital.

The Battle of the National College of Education, which caused a lot of trouble in Kyoto and brought many people to the public, has finally entered a new stage today.

The National College of Education began to fail, but no one thought they would be the losers, because all the freshmen recruited on the previous days were represented on behalf of the National College of Education.

Of course, there is no winner.

The freshmen of the National College of Education are in a good mood, and Tang 36 is basically satisfied with the current situation, but watching this perfunctory story battle, the lively people are bored, bored, and even some people start to sleepy And yawned.

The most depressing ones are those masters from the Tianhai family and the Qingteng colleges. They found that they have completely become sparring. There are a few people who really missed and accidentally injured the freshmen of the National College of Education. Thinking about Tang 36 this morning The threat that was spoken was even a little uneasy. It was only after seeing Tang 36's face as usual, that he felt relieved and retreated back with a bitter smile.

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As the twilight faded, the gate of the National Academy of Education closed, and most of the priests from the palace returned to the temple, leaving only the night watchman and a team of national cavalry. The people in Kyoto went back home to prepare dinner, and the stewards under the shed looked at today's betting amount. Their brows were extremely tight. Those masters who challenged the National College of Education were in the most inexplicable mood.

After dinner, the teachers and students of the National College of Education began to summarize and prepare for tomorrow's match.

After everything was done, Chen Changsheng and others returned to Bieyuan.

Xuan Yuanbo followed the chef of Chenghu Building today. In his view, the lively things in the iron pan in the stove, and the treatment methods of ingredients he had never heard of were more important than the lively outside the courtyard. It wasn’t until the conclusion just now that I knew what was going on in the battle outside the courtyard today. Some of them were puzzled and asked: "If you admit defeat and you can solve the problem, why recruit so many new students, we just admit defeat."

Tang Thirty-six said: "I think you always have opinions on recruiting new students at the National College of Education, why?"

Xuan Yuanbao said: "You don't look at the two meals at noon and evening, so good dishes, let them eat up."

"Look, that's why I did it." Tang Sanliu looked at him and said, "Because you can afford that person, I can't."

Xuan Yuanbo didn't understand it, but after thinking about it, he realized that this way of speaking is called pun.

"But I want to impact the 58-game winning streak, how can I break here." Tang Sanshi finally said.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him and knew that things were definitely not that simple.

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