The Conceited Crown Princess

The men below all subconsciously clamped their knees. Zhu Feng just salivated and teased a few words, but he was abandoned

"Wuban wins."

Fu Xiao finished, and took a happy look at the position of the martial arts class. The headmaster set up the martial arts class at the beginning to let more people in the double cultivation of spirit and martial arts. He wanted to prove that the martial arts class was not weaker than the spirit class.

Now, the headmaster's wish has been initially achieved. She looks at Leng Shangxian. How much magic does this woman have to bring together all the once insecure martial arts classes.

Fu Xiao's words made the old students in Wu class very excited, and some even cried excitedly. After so many years in Wuban, it's the first time I've heard the word "Wuban victory".

"Good job, captain. Let him go, ha ha ha!" Willow wood dancing cheers, originally also looked at Zhu Feng salivating his team leader, some angry, did not expect the team leader this move so unique!

No child, no grandson!

"It's just that the Lingban underestimated the enemy so much that we won so easily. It's not necessarily the following." Leng Shangxian looked at the people of the martial class seriously. When he saw a group of old students like Hu Lu wiping tears there, he was shocked.

Fu Xiao once again went to the competition platform: "the second competition, the mode of holding wheel race, Lingban and Wuban, each sent one person to the competition platform."

"If a class loses, it will send another one, but for the sake of fairness, the Lingban can only send 49 people. Start now

At the end of the speech, the martial class sent Lin Zixi to take the lead in responding to the enemy, but a woman came up on the opposite side. Lin Zixi's enchanting Kung Fu reached the limit, and he just fascinated the woman on the opposite side.

Lin Zixi looks at her in disgust and throws away a group of flames. The people of Lingban are smashed down by the people of Wuban. This is definitely the most humiliating thing of this year.

No one can compare with the fairy. Only the fairy can look at me like that. Lin Zixi looks at the opponent who has fallen down. He is still puzzled and annoyed. He loses his anger again.

He completely forgot that it was his deliberate show off.

"Wuban wins." Fu Xiao said indifferently, and returned to the original position.

Looking at the people in Wu class's relentless attack on the people in his class, long Yuxuan flies up and soon entangles with Lin Zixi.

The ghost fox in Lin Zixi's heart came out again. Long Yuxuan had better give it to the fairy to clean up. Thinking of this, he jumped off the competition platform himself, which is called not fighting with the prince.

"Fairy, good chance, go up and beat him up." Lin Xi a face to see good play of sit in the first row, already can't wait to let long Yuxuan embarrassed failure.

"And thank you, too?" Leng Shangxian looked at Lin Zixi lazily, stood up from the comfortable wind Lingyu's arms, moved his muscles and bones, and walked up with an enchanting smile.

Lingban people have seen the beauty of Leng Shangxian. Once their goddess was shuiqingguan, but if shuiqingguan was placed in front of Leng Shangxian, there would be no residue left.

"Long Yuxuan, take it easy. If you hurt this beauty, we goddess, we can't spare you!" Lingban people can't care whether they win or lose. As long as they don't hurt the goddess, they can do anything.

Long Yuxuan's face was black, but he didn't want to hurt Leng Shangxian. As early as at the banquet, he was hooked by Leng Shangxian and couldn't get back.

Now he looks at Leng Shangxian coming to the stage. Maybe he hasn't given up on him. Longyuxuan shameless reverie, looking at the cold string eyes also gentle a lot.

"Up, let's go. I won't do too much." There was no fake smile on his face, as if he was cheating an ignorant girl.

Cold string disdain of a sneer: "tube yourself."

Cold string finish saying, then began a quick attack, start fast, ruthless, accurate, face long Yuxuan all some Parry not to come over. But it's just because Leng Shangxian doesn't show mercy, and the reverie in longyuxuan's heart is even more outrageous.

Leng Shangxian must be blaming me for my indifference to him. I'm venting my anger. I'm just playing with Feng Lingyu. How could he not love me so soon? It must be all pretending.

If the cold string heard long Yuxuan's heart, it will be more ruthless and fierce to smoke his mouth, let you yablah, let you yablah!

"Xian'er, I know you don't want to leave me. As long as you come back, you will still be my prince and concubine." Long Yuxuan while dealing with, while saying something similar to begging.

"You are too amorous. When did I like you? Everything is your wishful thinking, I have put you off, don't shamelessly say such words, this will be misunderstood by others, you don't want me instead of I don't want youCold on string finish saying, cold scrape a long Yu Xuan, hate a person of time, hear all belong to her voice will feel disgusted.

She unexpectedly used the spirit power of the wind system, and still showed the strength of the spirit Samsung. But long Yuxuan didn't expect that she would use the spirit power. One by one, she stepped on the air and fell off the competition platform.

Lingban people have been stunned when they heard the words of Leng Shangxian. It used to be long Yuxuan who talked about it in the college.

Said cold string waste, ugly, not worthy of her, did not expect that he said cold string is in front of this enchanted goddess.

Who doesn't deserve who!

"Wuban wins." Fu Xiao's words once again interrupted people's deep thinking. The most common sentence I heard today was that the martial arts class won. The martial arts conference was only held for one day. It can be imagined that this year's winner was the martial arts class.

Leng Shangxian hasn't come down since he went to the martial arts contest. The Lingban sent out 49 people, leaving only five people in the blink of an eye. His former enemies are ready to move one by one now.

"Cold string, I want to compete with you." Leng Qingqiu is standing under the stage of martial arts competition. Just as she is about to jump up, she is dragged down by the sisters of Zhang Jia.

"I'll come first. I'll teach her first." The two sisters can't wait to fight with Leng Shangxian. These days, they have been promoted from Lingshi to dalingshi. What if Leng Shangxian is a martial saint? He is not as powerful as dalingshi.

They used to make them pig heads, which made them lose face. Today, they are going to revenge and let Leng Shangxian also feel the taste of becoming pig heads. They hate the Lingban people to look at Leng Shangxian's obsessed eyes.

"Come up together." Leng Shangxian glanced at the three of them and spoke indifferently. These three people can not rely on their own promotion, so confident to beat her, it is too naive.

"Well, you are cold. I'll make you crazy. Let's go. Let's teach her a lesson!" Zhang Peipei said that, with a gloomy face, he went to the competition platform. Fu Xiao didn't say a word, so the three of them took him as the default.

"Cold string, this is your own death, can't blame us, I want to let you feel the taste of being beaten." Zhang Qianqian said. Her face was a little red. She obviously remembered the ugly appearance when she was beaten to pig's head.

Cold string enchanting hook lips, is also planning to complete them.

"Oh, it seems that you still talk as much as before. It's noisy." Leng Shangxian digs his ears and looks at Fu Xiao.

"Here we go." Fu Xiao smiles a little and then returns to his original position.

This is the one-on-three required by Leng Shangxian, so the teacher is not qualified to refuse it.

At the beginning of the competition, Leng Shangxian was still the first to start. As soon as the wind power came out, a silver light appeared. Leng Shangxian mixed the wood vines in the breeze and entangled the three people on the opposite side.

The action seems tedious, but it only happens in a moment.

The three people just felt that they couldn't move as soon as they heard the beginning. They seemed to be tightly entangled by something. The only thing they could be sure of was that it was not fenglingli that trapped them.

Leng Shangxian hooked his lips and walked step by step, with a clear sound of footsteps, just like he was on the tip of their heart, nervous, scared, and his heart seemed to burst out of their throat.

"Pop."

This voice is very familiar to the Zhang sisters, and their fear is even more serious. It's hard for them to be cold. This time, they will be beaten as pigs under the audience!

"No, no, cold string, you let us go, we have a fair fight!" Zhang Qianqian screamed bitterly. He couldn't tolerate making a fool of himself in front of so many people.

"Isn't that fair?" Leng Shangxian pretends to be confused and points to the people below.

"Cold string, I'm your sister."

Leng Shangxian saw Leng Qingqiu take out such a ridiculous identity to suppress her, then he laughed: "sister? It's a wonderful sister to personally support my sister in the challenge arena. "

Leng Shangxian clapped his hands sarcastically, slapped his hands and fanned them fiercely. The three of them were dazed. Leng Shangxian has recovered the strength of his previous life, even turned over a few times more severely than his previous life, and the strength of slapping his face is also more complete than when he first arrived.

The Lingban people saw that Leng Shangxian had bound all three people with just one wind, and they could not help fighting a cold war. Later, many people tried to use wind power to bind people, but all failed.

No one knows why.

The sound of slapping on the stage is ringing one after another. It's clear and crisp. The whole competition field resounds with the echo of slapping.The three pretty ladies have become three pigheads, but there is no room to fight back. Finally, they are kicked off the competition platform.

Zhang Qianqian and Zhang peipeipei want to cry without tears, the third time, the third time into a pig!

"Wuban wins." Fu Xiao makes a sound again, and the people in the Lingban almost collapse. There is only one last chance left. Chi youyou stands up.

The saint of the temple, the synonym of holiness and nobility, the man who just stood up and planned to compete should even sit back.

In addition to the cold string, Chi youyou's gentle and tender feelings have already moved the hearts of all the men in the Lingban. Chi youyou is the only one who has the foresight. As long as Chi youyou wants to do it, they will open up a way out.