Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 248 The Real Contest ([-])
For a moment, Shui Xiao really wanted to change her mind. Anyway, it was the last round. However, when she was still hesitating, Xue Lan on the stage looked at the number plate and grinned down.

A pure face, a bright smile, that smile, like a spring breeze, warms the heart.

The infected audience let out a burst of happy exclamation.

The helpless Shui Xiao returned a bright smile, and at this moment, she knew that even if she wanted to stop it, Xiaoluzi had already made a decision.

The judges registered their numbers and waved their hands.

Eight of the ten people retreated to one side, leaving Shui Tao and Xue Lan alone, and the two were drawn with the No. [-] lottery.

The sound of the orchestra stopped, and the sound of the war drums, sometimes rushing and sometimes slowing down, stopped abruptly after a rush of loud bangs.

Game one, start.

Xuelan Shuitao walked to the center of the arena, both of them showed their weapons and clasped their fists: "Please..."

Please the final sound of the word falls, and the two move at the same time.

Swords and spears created howling winds in the air, and the sound of collision was ear-piercing.

genius!

Staring at Xue Lan, Shui Xiao sighed.

Not only did Xiao Luzi memorize all the marksmanship she taught, but she even made the envoy quite smoothly. I dare not say that she comprehended all of them, but she was also six points superb.

Seven days, only seven days, to reach that height, not to mention, she has only demonstrated it once, he is really talented, he can be called a martial arts genius.

But Xuelan, although she was one step lower than Shuitao, fought with Shuitao inextricably with a long spear.

"Good marksmanship!"

In the family banquet, murmurs of praise continued.

Mizusawa's nervous palms were sweating.

The battle lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.

Xue Lan suddenly forced Shui Tao, who was in a hurry, to smile, and quickly withdrew his move, holding the spear backwards, and his voice was like a bell: "Good swordsmanship, I admit defeat!"

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he jumped before the court sentencing, returned the number plate, flew to the edge of the stage like a whirlwind, jumped off the ring, and ran towards the three-character garden.

Shui Tao retracted his sword in a daze, and stepped back.

The judge looked helplessly at the little ancestor sitting in the seat of the San Jue Yuan, and announced the end of the first round.

The second game begins.

Shui Xiao watched from the sidelines with cold eyes, and after a lot of back and forth, Long Jingyun, He Kechen, and the two masked boys won in the end.

Five people draw lots again to decide who will lead the battle.

Next, it is no longer a duel, but one person defends the ring and accepts other challenges, and the final winner is the first.

When the lottery came out, Shui Xiao rubbed the center of his eyebrows... Shui Tao, that girl's luck is really not ordinary, and she won the number one again.

Shui Tao stands in the center with his sword.

Amidst the fierce battle drums, the masked boy holding the No. [-] lottery walked forward slowly.

"Who, wait, this is my son's!"

The sound is like broken jade, sweet and clear.

The sound is like a clear spring ding-dong, clear and long.

Like a spring breeze, like a beam of light, it comes quickly and abruptly.

The people in the audience were startled suddenly, and their breathing was stagnant.

The real audience was alright, they were just frightened, while everyone at the banquet of the aristocratic family trembled, their nerves tensed up in an instant.

This voice is too familiar to them.

They engraved this voice in their hearts and remembered it firmly.

When the familiar voice sounded like it was engraved on the bones, the group of people reflexively entered a state of high concentration.

The drummers were in a cold war, and suddenly forgot to swing their ramming sticks, and the sound of the drums stopped suddenly after a pause.

The masked boy who was walking towards Shui Tao slipped his feet and stumbled; Shui Tao froze and stood like a stone statue.

The loud noise that stopped abruptly shocked the hearts of a group of audiences.

In an instant, all sounds disappeared, and needles could be heard in the field.

The pure masses didn't know why, and they all looked at the ring in unison.

The aristocratic family and the individuals watching the competition all looked at Sanziyuan, their eyes full of astonishment.

And the culprit, after shouting, didn't even show any waves on his face. After standing up, he was straightening his robe slowly.

The academicians on the rostrum looked at the tall and tall figure, and their hearts were shaking, and there was only one thought in their minds: Trouble is coming!

In the past few months, everyone has heard and heard things about the little ancestor, and they have come to a unanimous conclusion: if the little ancestor doesn't sing, he will become a blockbuster.It can even be said that if there is no sound, everything will be fine, once the "sound" is scaring people to death, and now the little ancestor will make a move again, the consequences will definitely be serious.

Hua Yi and Cha Youxue glanced at each other quickly, and they both stroked their foreheads helplessly, silently mourning for those who were about to suffer great misfortune.

No one can stop the little ancestor from looking for bad luck.

Children of the Shui family, please be blessed.

The academicians who were in a rush of thought glanced at the people on the stage, their eyes were full of sympathy, but on the surface they were all calm as fellows, in the eyes of outsiders, they didn't even move their eyebrows, and everyone was upright like a bodhisattva .

The most calm ones were Mu Yueshuang and Feng Liuxing, both of them had no expressions from beginning to end, as if everything was taken for granted.

The fact is also the same, Mu Yueshuang has guessed the ending since Shui Xiao deliberately let people release the water, Feng Liuxing has always known the entanglement between Shui Xiao and the Shui family, he naturally knows that Shui Xiao will find Shui family sooner or later Trouble.

After a while, everyone's breathing gradually became smoother.

The drummers stopped playing.

Shui Xiao straightened her robes, bent down, picked up Xiao Shui Yin, Fei Fei who was lying on the ground stood up, jumped to the front of the carpet and waited.

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of eyes, the young man with a calm face flew up flutteringly, crossed the small tea table, stood on the back of the little green horse, and was just carried by the little horse towards the ring.

His long hair hangs vertically, like a river of black waterfalls, and his clothes are like white clouds, soft and elegant. As the pony moves, the hair and the hem of his clothes flutter automatically without wind, making people feel like he is in the middle of the sky. Soar through the clouds and ride the fog.

Those who stared could not help but relax their breaths.

But the arena was still very quiet, the sound of dede's hooves was extremely deafening.

Shui Tao, who was stunned for a while, turned around mechanically, facing the direction of the sound of horseshoes, the fingers of the hand holding the sword were turning white.

The little green horse walked through an empty field, stepped on the wooden piers that were successively higher, jumped up and down, and rose step by step like climbing a ladder to the sky.

The moment a ball of green appeared on the ring, the hearts of the people on the stage, including Long Jingyun and the others, paused for an instant, and immediately jumped wildly.

Feifei walked to the stage, stopped his feet about a foot away from people, raised his head, blinked his jewel-like eyes, and looked at Shuitao calmly.

Tinker Bell looked at it, curled her lips in disdain, this human being is too bad, it's not worth wasting energy to pay attention to, she'd better save her energy.

(End of this chapter)