Here Comes The Immortal Swordsman Chapter 124

“Lin Beichen, I want to fight you.”

Ming Luotian, the beautiful, bright girl, stood up and cupped one hand in the other before her chest.

She was very polite.

And she also really wanted to talk about the experience of swordsmans.h.i.+p against Lin Beichen.

Like a squirrel, Bai Qinyun puffed out her cheeks at Lin Beichen's reaction.

However, Lin Beichen did not even raise his head, and he said, “I don't want to.”

Ming Luotian said nothing.

Why had the impa.s.sioned, wise young man turn out to be like this?

Besides, the most important thing was that she was a delicate, beautiful girl.

She had never seen a young man treat her so seriously.

He was different from all the other flirtatious men.

“Interesting.

“Lin Beichen, you have attracted my attention.”

Many thoughts flashed through Ming Luotian's mind as she bit her lip.

“Lin Beichen, you coward.”

Xue Yan sneered and said, “After obtaining rewards in the first rounds, now you are afraid to fight, just like a turtle retracting its head into its sh.e.l.l.”

Lin Beichen said, “Don't talk too much. If you have the guts, beat Cao Potian first.”

Xue Yan said, “You…”

If he could defeat Cao Potian, he would have attacked him already.

“Shame on you!”

He was so angry that he almost spat out blood.

Lin Beichen said, “If you want, you can take the shame away.”

Xue Yan did not reply.

Xie Yunrong, who had been silent, suddenly stood up and said, “If I remember correctly, refusing a challenge is permitted by the rules.”

Cao Potian narrowed his eyes, pulling the wound on his cheek and bringing a burst of pain.

“Do you think Lin Beichen's trying to stand up for you because he broke my Heaven-Slas.h.i.+ng Sword?”

Cao Potian stared at Xie Yunrong and said sarcastically, “You're moved by this idiot's attempt to win you over, so you are going to defend him? Haha, you're really childish and naive.”

“If you want to challenge me, then I'll fight you,” said Xie Yunrong with a calm look.

Cao Potian chuckled and said, “Do you think you deserve to fight me?”

Seeing that the challenge was about to become a farce, the chief steward Li Luoran coughed lightly and said loudly, “In the sword fight round, those who are challenged have the right to refuse. Everyone, if Lin Beichen doesn't want to compete with you, please choose another opponent.”

As the host, he had the final say.

No matter how unwilling they were, Cao Potian and the others had to give up.

“Don't you want to challenge me?”

Cao Potian's gaze fell on Xie Yunrong. He suddenly let out a sneer and said, “Come on. I accept your challenge.”

The first round of the sword contest began.

Xie Yunrong's was very strong. He had already reached the second level, and he was a Warrior Expert.

His Turbulent Clouds and Winds Swordplay, which was a three-star primary skill, was also quite dominant.

But in the end, he was still no match for the swordsmans.h.i.+p of Baiyun City.

“Thud!”

Xie Yunrong fell down heavily in front of Lin Beichen's table.

His bun had been cut off by Cao Potian's sword, and his hair was disheveled. He struggled to stand up and spat out a mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth and said, “Potian, I'll pay you back for what you've done today.”

After that, he limped to his grandfather.

Xie Xiaofeng, the old man with a goatee in the black swordsmen's robe, sighed and said nothing. He just put his hand on the shoulder of his grandson to ease the turbulent Mystery Energy in his body. The Xie family was not powerful enough for his grandson to talk tough to Cao Potian, even if he had been humiliated.

Cao Potian looked at Lin Beichen provocatively.

However, he had not paid attention to the battle at all.

After that, another challenge began.

The long swords clashed with each other, incessantly clanging.

“Why didn't you help Xie Yunrong up?”

Once again, Bai Qinyun had walked close to Lin Beichen and whispered curiously in his ear.

Lin Beichen's ear felt itchy when the proud girl's hair rubbed against it. He turned his head and blew away her hair. He said, “It's none of my business that he challenged Cao Potian and got himself into trouble. Why should I… Hey, what's wrong with you?”

He only saw that Bai Qinyun's face, fair-skinned like jade, suddenly blushed as if she had eaten some spicy hot pot. Her big black eyes were full of killing intent, as sharp as flying knives, which puzzled Lin Beichen.

In the distance.

“It hurts. It hurts… It hurts… Be gentle.”

Feeling a sharp pain, Ling Wu screamed. He quickly pulled his arm from his little sister's hand, turned his head and said, “What's wrong with you?”

He saw Ling Chen look straight at the girl sitting next to Lin Beichen.

“To be specific, is she looking at the girl's… b.r.e.a.s.t.s?”

Then she lowered her head to look at hers.

“Whose are bigger?” Ling Chen asked.

All of a sudden, Ling Wu froze. He was speechless.

“My dear sister, what are you thinking?”

“Do boys like bigger ones more?” Ling Chen asked again.

She asked in a confidant, direct way, as if she was discussing an academic issue.

Ling Wu suddenly regretted releasing his sister from the courtyard.

At first, he had never imagined that he would face such an incredible, awful question. He had never thought that his fairy-like sister would descend to the mortal world so quickly.

“It turns out that he likes those kinds of girls.”

A faint smile appeared on Ling Chen's face as if she had suddenly realized something.

Lin Beichen's flirtatious action toward that big-breasted girl, as well as her “shy” expression, like a flash of lightning, suddenly cut open a huge mystery that had haunted Ling Chen for a long time—why did Lin Beichen always ignore her?

So, she continued her interrogation. “How can I make them bigger?”

In the face of this question, Ling Wu, the captain of the Longxiang Nightmare Army, the most elite scouts of the North Sea Empire, was stunned. He stammered, “Younger Sister, you also know that I'm still a virgin…”

Time flew by.

The third round of the sword compet.i.tion came to an end.

Cao Potian was invincible.

After defeating Song Queyi, this genius in swordsmans.h.i.+p from Baiyun City pointed his sword at Lin Beichen… No, at the girl next to him.

“Do you dare to fight me?”

Contemptuously, he said, “There has been a coward at Cloudy Dream City Third Provincial Junior College. Will you be another one?”

All of a sudden, Bai Qinyun stood up.

“There's no coward at Cloudy Dream City Third Provincial Junior College.”

The little girl was like an angry female leopard, and she made a low roar in her throat.

Cao Potian sneered, and then he gently curled his finger.

Chang!

Bai Qinyun drew out her sword and strode onto the battlefield.

Lin Beichen took a look at her, but he did not say anything.

And he had no intention of stopping her.

A sword compet.i.tion was not a real duel.

It was not lethal.

It would be good to let this innocent girl go up and get beaten to refresh herself.