Chapter 2002 I don’t think I’ll lose
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STDe Yi Han
The next day, at four o'clock in the morning.
The third round of external examinations came as scheduled.
At the assessment location, the arena has been set up.
Today, Qiu Lingfeng did not intend to put too much psychological pressure on the outer disciples. He chose to watch from a distance and would not take the initiative to show up.
Today, Feng Linglan was full of confidence and showed up at the assessment location early.
After going through the first two rounds of assessments and the resurrection competition, there were a total of thirty disciples who successfully appeared in the third round of assessments.
Thirty disciples will be paired up in pairs for a battle just like the second round of assessment.
The winner advances to the next round and the loser will be eliminated directly.
The remaining fifteen disciples will determine the top ten in a points ranking competition.
Bathed in the early morning sunshine, Feng Linglan's appearance was made even more beautiful, elegant and refined.
This appearance of Feng Linglan attracted the attention of many disciples. After their eyes fell on Feng Linglan, they were reluctant to look away.
Feng Linglan originally had a good appearance and temperament. After possessing the magical talent: "Sword Heart", she has an indescribable charm and charm for sword cultivators.
Even Feng Linglan's best friend Qingluo from Shenshui Jianmen couldn't help but feel jealous of Feng Linglan's popularity at this time.
"Wow, look at those people. They're almost crazy about you." Qing Luo's tone of voice showed her envy for Feng Linglan, and she didn't hide it at all.
Listening to Qing Luo's sour tone, Feng Linglan couldn't help but sigh and said:
"There's nothing to be envious about. Being liked by so many people is a very distressing thing."
"Fake it as hard as you can." Qing Luo's envious features were squeezed together.
Feng Linglan smiled and said no more.
In fact, there was nothing about her that Qing Luo could envy.
After all, Qing Luo has a relationship with the fifth elder of Shenshui Sword Sect. This alone is enough to surpass Feng Linglan's relationship with Qiu Lingfeng on the bright side.
The gap between the identity of the late Immortal Lord and the identity of the fifth-grade Xuan-level alchemist is simply a world away.
Especially Qingluo’s backer is the fifth elder of Shenshui Sword Sect!
Not the powerful immortals of other forces.
This is no longer a local snake, but a local dragon.
So, the person who is really pretending now should be Qing Luo, not Feng Linglan.
"Ling Lan, the results of yesterday afternoon's draw have come out. I am your opponent." At this time, Zhao Fan, a young man with an unruly face, walked up to the two women and said with a smile.
"I know." Feng Linglan looked at Zhao Fan indifferently.
Today's opponents in the third round were already decided by drawing lots during yesterday's break.
Zhao Fan met Feng Linglan as he wished.
The battle between the two was in the fourth game.
As long as Zhao Fan beats Feng Linglan today, then he will be able to date his favorite goddess.
Zhao Fan had gone through a lot of preparations for today's competition.
"I should add one more clause to my bet with you. If I win you, don't bother me again in the future." Feng Linglan thought for a while and said.
Her favorable impression of Zhao Fan in front of her was obviously lower.
Because this guy's familiarity not only does not make people feel relaxed, but also makes people fall into a kind of embarrassment that is almost suffocating.
This made Feng Linglan dislike it very much.
"Linglan, do you hate me so much?" Zhao Fan frowned and asked after hearing Feng Linglan's conditions.
After all, Feng Linglan's condition was never mentioned to Chen Tianyun.
"Oh, Junior Brother Zhao Fan, what are you talking about? Our Linglan is devoted to cultivation, and a man who can match her will naturally be stronger than her." Qing Luo waved her hand aside and said Gong Huo ,
"If you can't even beat Linglan, then I advise you, senior sister, to pack up quickly and stay away from Linglan. When you become stronger than Linglan, you can come and harass her again... Bah, you are pursuing Linglan. Not too late."
Zhao Fan heard what Qing Luo said and finally understood what Feng Linglan meant.
"Linglan, you mean..."
"Do you think my talent should not be wasted on my love for my children, but should be devoted to the great road?"
"You can't accept my love now, so you can only avoid it in this way."
"I understand what you mean, but..."
"Don't worry, for my love, I will definitely win today's competition."
"Although I, Zhao Fan, have not mastered the power of swordsmanship, I am not the kind of person who has no sense of measure. It is absolutely impossible for me to challenge anything that I am not sure about."
"Linglan, just wait to date me."
After some understanding on his own, Zhao Fan successfully misunderstood Feng Linglan's meaning.
He vowed to do it and encouraged himself.
Hearing this, Feng Linglan rolled her eyes at Qing Luo standing next to her angrily.
If this girl hadn't been so talkative, Zhao Fan wouldn't be like this.
"If you lose, don't bother me again." Feng Linglan repeated.
"I understand, this is Linglan's test for me." Zhao Fan nodded.
In his opinion, if he had not defeated Feng Linglan, then he should really stay away from Feng Linglan.
Because he is not qualified to date Feng Linglan.
But if he wins Feng Linglan, then he will be eligible to get Feng Linglan.
"..." Feng Linglan was too lazy to say anything more.
Let Zhao Fan continue to be self-righteous.
Anyway, no matter what Feng Linglan said, Zhao Fan would most likely not listen.
So Feng Linglan didn't bother to talk to others anymore, she would see the real results in the ring.
Of course, if possible, Feng Linglan really wanted to give Zhao Fan a profound memory so that he would not like her anymore.
It's a pity that Feng Linglan knew that Qiu Lingfeng was secretly watching here, so in order to take into account her image in Qiu Lingfeng's mind, Feng Linglan could not go too far.
Not long after, the third round of disciple assessment officially began.
Under the auspices of the outer sect elders, many disciples took the stage one after another to compete.
Although the battle in the ring was exciting, all the disciples showed a lack of interest.
It seems that they all know that the battle that is not yet a heavyweight is not worth wasting too much energy.
"In the third game, Gao Gaolong wins!"
"The next match will be between Feng Linglan and Zhao Fan!"
As the voice of the outer sect elder who presided over the assessment fell, many disciples who lacked interest suddenly cheered up at this moment.
coming!
finally come!
They had been looking forward to this battle since the day before yesterday.
Feng Linglan said that she would consider dating whoever could defeat her!
Of course, it is passed down by word of mouth among many disciples.
The word "consider" in Feng Linglan's original words has disappeared.
But Feng Linglan herself was too lazy to correct this mistake. She didn't think she would lose anyway.
The third round of external examinations came as scheduled.
At the assessment location, the arena has been set up.
Today, Qiu Lingfeng did not intend to put too much psychological pressure on the outer disciples. He chose to watch from a distance and would not take the initiative to show up.
Today, Feng Linglan was full of confidence and showed up at the assessment location early.
After going through the first two rounds of assessments and the resurrection competition, there were a total of thirty disciples who successfully appeared in the third round of assessments.
Thirty disciples will be paired up in pairs for a battle just like the second round of assessment.
The winner advances to the next round and the loser will be eliminated directly.
The remaining fifteen disciples will determine the top ten in a points ranking competition.
Bathed in the early morning sunshine, Feng Linglan's appearance was made even more beautiful, elegant and refined.
This appearance of Feng Linglan attracted the attention of many disciples. After their eyes fell on Feng Linglan, they were reluctant to look away.
Feng Linglan originally had a good appearance and temperament. After possessing the magical talent: "Sword Heart", she has an indescribable charm and charm for sword cultivators.
Even Feng Linglan's best friend Qingluo from Shenshui Jianmen couldn't help but feel jealous of Feng Linglan's popularity at this time.
"Wow, look at those people. They're almost crazy about you." Qing Luo's tone of voice showed her envy for Feng Linglan, and she didn't hide it at all.
Listening to Qing Luo's sour tone, Feng Linglan couldn't help but sigh and said:
"There's nothing to be envious about. Being liked by so many people is a very distressing thing."
"Fake it as hard as you can." Qing Luo's envious features were squeezed together.
Feng Linglan smiled and said no more.
In fact, there was nothing about her that Qing Luo could envy.
After all, Qing Luo has a relationship with the fifth elder of Shenshui Sword Sect. This alone is enough to surpass Feng Linglan's relationship with Qiu Lingfeng on the bright side.
The gap between the identity of the late Immortal Lord and the identity of the fifth-grade Xuan-level alchemist is simply a world away.
Especially Qingluo’s backer is the fifth elder of Shenshui Sword Sect!
Not the powerful immortals of other forces.
This is no longer a local snake, but a local dragon.
So, the person who is really pretending now should be Qing Luo, not Feng Linglan.
"Ling Lan, the results of yesterday afternoon's draw have come out. I am your opponent." At this time, Zhao Fan, a young man with an unruly face, walked up to the two women and said with a smile.
"I know." Feng Linglan looked at Zhao Fan indifferently.
Today's opponents in the third round were already decided by drawing lots during yesterday's break.
Zhao Fan met Feng Linglan as he wished.
The battle between the two was in the fourth game.
As long as Zhao Fan beats Feng Linglan today, then he will be able to date his favorite goddess.
Zhao Fan had gone through a lot of preparations for today's competition.
"I should add one more clause to my bet with you. If I win you, don't bother me again in the future." Feng Linglan thought for a while and said.
Her favorable impression of Zhao Fan in front of her was obviously lower.
Because this guy's familiarity not only does not make people feel relaxed, but also makes people fall into a kind of embarrassment that is almost suffocating.
This made Feng Linglan dislike it very much.
"Linglan, do you hate me so much?" Zhao Fan frowned and asked after hearing Feng Linglan's conditions.
After all, Feng Linglan's condition was never mentioned to Chen Tianyun.
"Oh, Junior Brother Zhao Fan, what are you talking about? Our Linglan is devoted to cultivation, and a man who can match her will naturally be stronger than her." Qing Luo waved her hand aside and said Gong Huo ,
"If you can't even beat Linglan, then I advise you, senior sister, to pack up quickly and stay away from Linglan. When you become stronger than Linglan, you can come and harass her again... Bah, you are pursuing Linglan. Not too late."
Zhao Fan heard what Qing Luo said and finally understood what Feng Linglan meant.
"Linglan, you mean..."
"Do you think my talent should not be wasted on my love for my children, but should be devoted to the great road?"
"You can't accept my love now, so you can only avoid it in this way."
"I understand what you mean, but..."
"Don't worry, for my love, I will definitely win today's competition."
"Although I, Zhao Fan, have not mastered the power of swordsmanship, I am not the kind of person who has no sense of measure. It is absolutely impossible for me to challenge anything that I am not sure about."
"Linglan, just wait to date me."
After some understanding on his own, Zhao Fan successfully misunderstood Feng Linglan's meaning.
He vowed to do it and encouraged himself.
Hearing this, Feng Linglan rolled her eyes at Qing Luo standing next to her angrily.
If this girl hadn't been so talkative, Zhao Fan wouldn't be like this.
"If you lose, don't bother me again." Feng Linglan repeated.
"I understand, this is Linglan's test for me." Zhao Fan nodded.
In his opinion, if he had not defeated Feng Linglan, then he should really stay away from Feng Linglan.
Because he is not qualified to date Feng Linglan.
But if he wins Feng Linglan, then he will be eligible to get Feng Linglan.
"..." Feng Linglan was too lazy to say anything more.
Let Zhao Fan continue to be self-righteous.
Anyway, no matter what Feng Linglan said, Zhao Fan would most likely not listen.
So Feng Linglan didn't bother to talk to others anymore, she would see the real results in the ring.
Of course, if possible, Feng Linglan really wanted to give Zhao Fan a profound memory so that he would not like her anymore.
It's a pity that Feng Linglan knew that Qiu Lingfeng was secretly watching here, so in order to take into account her image in Qiu Lingfeng's mind, Feng Linglan could not go too far.
Not long after, the third round of disciple assessment officially began.
Under the auspices of the outer sect elders, many disciples took the stage one after another to compete.
Although the battle in the ring was exciting, all the disciples showed a lack of interest.
It seems that they all know that the battle that is not yet a heavyweight is not worth wasting too much energy.
"In the third game, Gao Gaolong wins!"
"The next match will be between Feng Linglan and Zhao Fan!"
As the voice of the outer sect elder who presided over the assessment fell, many disciples who lacked interest suddenly cheered up at this moment.
coming!
finally come!
They had been looking forward to this battle since the day before yesterday.
Feng Linglan said that she would consider dating whoever could defeat her!
Of course, it is passed down by word of mouth among many disciples.
The word "consider" in Feng Linglan's original words has disappeared.
But Feng Linglan herself was too lazy to correct this mistake. She didn't think she would lose anyway.
