Chapter 732

"Elder, I also suggest canceling the freshman competition champion of qianbian seventh hospital!"

At the suggestion of the Lord of the fire burning hall, the Lord of the streamer hall also voiced his support.

An important reason for them to participate in the freshmen's competition of qianbian Seventh Academy this time is to let their own academy carefully train martial artists for a month and severely teach their disciple Chu Xingyu a lesson.

In addition, we should also show the powerful mysterious skills of the gate, which made Chu Xingyu regret that he didn't choose his own gate at that time.

All they have carefully prepared is to beat Chu Xingyu in the face today.

However, the facts greatly surprised them.

Even if you have a strong metaphysical skill, in front of Chu Xingyu who has the power of stars, the strong people in the courtyard can't even bear the former.

You can't use mysterious skills. In front of the power of the stars, you can't pick your feet! Weak sub force!

The January Revenge of these Temple masters was not only unrequited, but the fierce means shown by Chu Xingyu in public hit their old faces.

Now if Chu Xingyu takes away the Dabi champion in front of them, it's worse than killing them.

Even if they don't want this old face, they will stop Chu Xingyu from winning the championship.

"Elder, cancel the champion of qianchangzong freshman competition!"

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Immediately, other temple masters suggested one after another.

Qianbian sect, the main sect is respected, and the main hall of the seven courtyards is like a vassal.

Although his status in the court is not high, his power is great.

"This...!"

Under the persecution of several hall masters, the eyes of the elders of the LORD turned quickly.

The freshman ratio of the seventh college is too complicated.

He is weighing the pros and cons.

From the Lord, Chang laoben, who is in charge of freshmen Dabi, is a smooth old man.

The leaders of the Seventh Academy are noble, but they exist as disciples of the Seventh Academy. It is very difficult to join the Lord.

In the Lord's sect, he could not see the Lord of the seven courts in a year.

Chu Xingyu, a small disciple of Chixiao hall, is not as noble as the hall Lord at all.

However, not being noble at this time does not mean not being noble in the future.

Today, Chu Xingyu shows his strong strength in front of him. It is just around the corner to join the Lord.

The patriarchal elders can even conclude that within a year, the youth will be able to move into the patriarchal church smoothly.

In other words, the future is in the Lord, and they bow their heads and don't see each other.

Even after a teenager becomes a master, he may have to rely on him.

The patriarch who judged the situation immediately announced:

"The champion of the freshman trial of the Seventh Academy, Chu Xingyu in Chixiao hall!"

The words of the Lord's elders made the heads of these courtyard gates and halls look blue, one more ugly than the other.

"Chu Xingyu, what if you get the champion of the big competition of the seventh hospital? You seem to have forgotten one thing!"

When Chu Xingyu got the champion token of the freshmen of the seventh hospital, Fang zhongzi, the elder of the Tianyue hall, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and said loudly.

It seems to respond to Fang zhongzi's words.

Boom!

Suddenly, thunder exploded in the clear sky.

The crowd looked up at the direction of the sound.

A figure, accompanied by a violent momentum, rushed towards the square.

"Chu Xingyu, your time of death is coming!"

The old face of Fang zhongzi, the elder of Tianyue hall, was like a dead tree, showing a smile.

His beloved Meng Yu is coming.

In other words, the insults of the Tianyue temple from its disciples to the Lord of the temple should be washed away.

"Chu Xingyu, about January, is here!"

Before Meng Yu was killed, a loud drink came from a distance.

Facing Meng Yu, Chu Xingyu didn't panic, but said faintly:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The young man in white put his hand on the handle of the sword of killing God at this moment.

Seeing this scene, someone shook his whole body gently.

Chu Xingyu has never used a sword since the beginning.

In other words, his strength is far above his imagination.

In the audience, everyone sat down again and paid close attention to them.

"What's going on?"

The patriarch looked at the sudden scene and was puzzled.

"I want him to give up fighting!"

After hearing the explanation of the disciples around, the Lord sect elder frowned.

The strong man in Tianyue hall is the champion of Freshmen's big competition. It is obvious that the former has the advantage. He will never allow anyone to hurt his favorite disciples.

"It's a life and death war between them. Elder, you have no right to interfere!"

Fang zhongzi, the elder of Tianyue hall, sneered at the corners of his mouth.

"Battle of life and death!"

In a life and death war, one person must die before they can rest. Even the patriarch has no right to stop him.

Hearing Fang zhongzi's words, the master elder had to give up his intention to intervene.

"The champion of the new students of the seven Institutes of change vs. Meng Yu, the old student and the strong man of the Tianyue hall, this is the most fierce battle this year."

"However, the agreement of life and death between the two has been made, and one is destined to fall."

"The fall of this man must be Chu Xingyu!"

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The disciples on the stand whispered, sighing and regretting one after another.

Another protagonist, Hua Xinran, doesn't know when she has appeared in the stands. Today, she is gorgeous and flirtatious.

"Chu Xingyu, I think highly of you. It's your honor."

"But you don't know good or bad!"

"In that case, no one can save you!"

A chill flashed in Hua Xinran's eyes.

"It's not worth fighting for a woman!"

The master elder who got the truth from other disciples shook his head.

In fact, what the main sect elders don't know is that Meng Yu fought for women and Chu Xingyu fought for reputation.

From beginning to end, Chu Xingyu didn't like flowers.

All this is the result of Hua Xinran's wishful thinking and slander.

Meng Yu's aggressiveness made Chu Xingyu very angry.

No one is optimistic about Chu Xingyu in this battle.

Even the Lord of Chixiao hall, who was very confident in him before, was no exception.

"Chu Xingyu, this war is the most difficult one for you to come to qianbian sect. Whether you live or die is in a moment. You should take good care of it!"

Jiang Lihan, the Lord of Chixiao hall, sighed in his heart.

He learned about the battle between Meng Yu and Chu Xingyu a month ago.

At that time, he let Chu Xingyu enter the mortal country and win the nether skill.

However, what he didn't expect was that when Chu Xingyu was struggling to find the netherworld skill, Meng Yuxiu, who was in seclusion, reached the Ninth level of the terrible tianwu realm.

What is the concept of jiuzhong in tianwu realm? The whole Zhonghuang Tianyue hall. Disciples whose accomplishments can reach his level can count them with one hand.

Even the disciples of the holy upper three halls rarely surpass Meng Yu.

Meng Yu's speed of improving his strength in this month is simply too fast.

Chu Xingyu faces such a terrible opponent.

The odds of winning are too low, too low!

"Chu Xingyu, play with my woman and kill my brother. Today, I'll frustrate you!"

Meng Yu, with a long gun in his hand, looked at Chu Xingyu with murderous eyes.

War is imminent.