I Have A Divine Tree In My Heart

Looking around, Lin Yao found that many boys looked at "Sao Bao" with envy, jealousy and hatred. Especially when they found that their beloved goddess was also watching Lin Yao, that envy changed rapidly. Become malicious.

　　 "That bastard, seems to go up and beat him."

　　 "Add me."

　　 "It's too shameless."

　　 "A man should rely on his muscles to do such a fancy!"

　　 In this way, in the eyes of the girls and the angry eyes of the boys, the students gathered quickly, and soon, the whole school students gathered together.

　　 When all the people gathered, the school leaders came to the stage after only a while. After some words of looking forward to the future, Lin Yao, who needed to participate in the battle, also stepped onto the high platform and accepted the attention of the students.

　　 However, as they stepped onto the stage, a funny scene also appeared.

　　 There are 20 classes in the general class for the third year of high school. One class will decide three people, and a total of sixty students.

These students used to be representatives of the class and elite students, but this time, 60 people came to the stage, but 59 of them wore special goggles. Due to advanced technology, the goggles at this time were already in the style of sunglasses. Yes, it is convenient to wear.

　　 But fifty-nine big guys with sunglasses climbed onto the high stage, and the student painting style that forced their classmates to fight against each other turned into a scene of extreme big guys on stage.

　　 Looking at the big guy with sunglasses, there was a moment of silence in the court, and after a breath, a burst of laughter sounded from off the court.

　　 "Puff puff puff, I'm so ridiculous, what are you doing, do you have a group debut?"

　　 "Shocked, Ninghai No. 4 Middle School had a duel exercise. As many as 60 great masters appeared in a group. I thought about the press release."

　　 "Unfortunately, I only brought the magic mirror. If I wear a black suit, it will be even better."

　　 There was constant laughter off the court, and the high school leaders on the court also had a headache. The elite students who came to the stage also felt embarrassed.

　　 Finally, everyone looked at Lin Yao.

　　 The feeling contained in that gaze is very clear, it's all you hurt.

　　 When everyone watched, Lin Yao twitched the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect that his combat skills could change the style of students' paintings.

　　 "Ahem, everyone, quiet, the battle begins now."

　　 The sudden change in the style of painting made the school seniors reluctant to say anything. Soon, 60 people in the 20th class were divided into two groups and teamed up to fight.

Because Lin Yao and the others are all low-level warriors, there are not many true Qi seeds in each person, and they can't fight for a long time. Therefore, the school did not let Lin Yao and the others compete in one breath. Today, it is mainly to decide the top eight, and tomorrow will be The final battle.

　　 However, the division of battles is said to be random, but this is impossible. Under the black-box operation of the school, the probability that the strong will meet the strong is very small.

　　 "Thirty people, we have to decide the top four, unless bye, otherwise, I will fight three games today."

　　 The first game was 30 to 15 and Lin Yao's luck was not bad. He didn't meet the top ten seeds, but encountered a young genius with similar strength to Li Peng.

　　 "The fourth class Lin Yao vs. the seventh class Zhanxia."

　　 As the words in the field sounded, Lin Yao stepped onto the high platform, and as he walked, strange thoughts appeared in his heart.

　　 "In other words, Li Peng, the first genius in our class to break through the martial arts, seems to have become a basic unit in the whole year's battle."

　　 Although he said that he did not respect people, he was indeed the lowest in the whole year's battle.

　　 It’s just that Lin Yao thinks of others this way, but Zhan Xia thinks of Lin Yao this way.

"Have you encountered this guy? Although it's not good, it's not bad. He has just broken through the martial artist and his hard power is very low. He has relied on the strong light of the sudden attack. With sunglasses suppressing his strong light, I may be promoted. ."

　　 Under the instruction of the coach, Lin Yao and Zhan Xia stood apart, and after performing the manners of warriors, the referee stood aside and raised his hand, ready to wave down at any time.

　　 And because of Lin Yao's sword-drawing skills and handsome appearance, his coming on stage attracted a large group of people.

　　 "Lin Yao, come on."

　　 "Lin Yao, you are the best."

　　 "Blow him up."

　　 "Shoot his face with a hammer and smash his face."

　　 "Zhan Xia, come on."

　　 Among the many cheering sounds, all girls cheering for Lin Yao, and boys cheering for Zhan Xia.

And what I have to say is that the boy’s call is much louder than the girl’s voice. The voice of cheering for Zhan Xia quickly overwhelmed the voice of cheering for Lin Yao. Now, although the two of them are only the lowest warriors, they are fighting. But it has attracted the attention of countless people.

Among them, Qin Xue and Yan Yan were also dumbfounded when they saw Lin Yao with special effects. At the same time, when Lin Yao returned to the class, the scene of the condolences from countless girls also made the two of them somewhat inexplicable. Happy, but Lin Yao has almost nothing to do with them, and their unhappiness can only be suppressed in the bottom of my heart.

　　 At this time, watching the cheering sound that blasted his face, Qin Xue's unhappiness disappeared, and anxiety surged in her heart.

　　 "Lin Yao will not get hurt, right."

　　 Yan Yan hadn't spoken this question, and a boy in her class pushed his glasses to give an answer.

"It’s hard to say that Lin Yao is very strong. One person forced the other fifty or so people to wear sunglasses, but his strengths are obvious and weaknesses are also obvious. He is strong in flashing swordsmanship, and now, the special explosion-proof goggles are weakened. Although Lin Yao’s bright light can still have some impact, Zhan Xia’s hard power surpasses Lin Yao. The win in this competition is 50-50. It depends on the performance on the spot."

　　 When he finished his analysis, on the ring, the teacher who was the referee also suddenly waved his palm.

"Game start!"

　　 The words fell, and Lin Yao bowed and rushed out like a leopard without waiting for the other side to move.

　　 "He took the initiative to attack."

　　 Looking at Lin Yao who was rushing, Zhan Xia subconsciously wanted to lower his head even with goggles, but he didn't dare, so he could only squint his eyes and stare at Lin Yao, half bowing in a defensive posture.

　　 "锵!"

　　 Just finished his defensive stance, Lin Yao had already brought his momentum to his side. After a pause, with a twitch of his right hand, Lin Yao drew a bright sword light from his waist.

　　 When Lin Yao drew his sword, Zhan Xia, who was in a defensive posture, subconsciously moved his hands, trying to block Lin Yao's sword light.

He does have the ability and combat skills. The combat skill he uses, who is considered wealthy at home, is not the general public martial arts fist, but the golden combat skill: catching dragons and controlling cranes. This is a skill that specializes in capture and can be separated. The trick of empty suction.

　　 With this trick, he became the number one in the seventh squad. At this time, his hands were claws, like a dragon and a crane, trying to pull Lin Yao's sword light into his palm.

　　 He succeeded, but unexpected things happened.

　　 Zhan Xia was happy when he pulled Lin Yao's sword light into his palm.

　　 "I caught you."

　　 This is his idea, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but as soon as this idea appeared in his mind, he felt bad.

　　 A huge force came from the sword.

"not good."

　　 When he was in danger, Zhan Xia only felt that he had inhaled a bomb with a loud "bang".

　　 The violent impact flew his hands high, and with one blow, Zhan Xia opened the empty door.

And when his steps were not steady, the drawn long sword also reached the highest peak. At this time, Lin Yao no longer held the sword in one hand, but held the hilt with both hands, smashing Huashan towards the bottom. Smashed down hard.

　　 "Drink!"

　　 In the loud shout, the Ironwood Longsword slashed straight down, with endless power, facing such an attack, Zhan Xia reluctantly raised his arms.

　　 At the same time, his face is full of unwillingness.

　　 "It shouldn't be like this, you are both martial artists, why are you so powerful."

He was roaring and exploded his own infuriating seeds, but this was completely a man's arm blocking the car. With a loud "bang", Zhan Xia who raised his arms to resist was smashed and flew upside down, covering the ground. I can't get up again with my arms in pain.

　　 One draws the sword, one hack, two moves, Zhan Xia is defeated.

　　 And his defeat made the scene a little quiet, and the eyes of the elite students on the stage looking at Lin Yao were also full of surprise.

　　 They are not surprised that Zhan Xia's defeat, even if they wear sunglasses, the bright light can affect them, and Lin Yao has the possibility of winning by virtue of such an advantage.

　　 But in this duel, Lin Yao didn't use any insidious tricks at all. He just crushed Zhan Xia with a powerful force, just like Zhou Yang was playing against Li Peng.

　　 However, Zhou Yang's body is tall and natural, but Lin Yao is just a normal posture. Why can he create the same effect as Zhou Yang!

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