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Chapter 182: That 1 sword's demeanor

Chuzhou University of Science and Technology.

"Hi! Have you heard? Wang Xiaofan is going to compete with He Tianlan, the president of the Ancient Sword Club of Shanghai University." A fat man with a pothead said with a mysterious expression.

"He Tianlan? It is said that He Tianlan is a fencing genius who is rare in ten years. He knew swords at the age of three, practiced swords at the age of five, and joined the provincial team at the age of ten. He Tianlan is now a national first-class athlete?" shouted.

"That's right, it's him! Tell me if Wang Xiaofan is a sensationalist, how could he defeat He Tianlan?" The fat man who had spoken before clapped his hands and said contemptuously.

"That's right, He Tianlan is a rare swordsmanship genius who is rare in ten years, and he is a famous figure who has won the championship of the provincial swordsmanship competition. Why does Wang Xiaofan dare to compete with him? It's just humiliating himself!" Another The classmate answered.

Listening to the whispered discussions around, He Tianlan had a hypocritical smile on his face, he was very satisfied, what he wanted was this effect, defeating Wang Xiaofan seemed easy to him, but just beating Wang Xiaofan was not enough to satisfy him, he To defeat Wang Xiaofan in front of the whole school, tell Shang Wu, tell everyone, this is the end of offending him, He Tianlan.

"Huh? Aren't you He Tianlan? My God, He Tianlan is here!" Suddenly, a little girl recognized He Tianlan's identity, covered her mouth and exclaimed, her eyes were full of adoring little stars.

To be honest, He Tianlan is tall and burly, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, a knife-sharpened face, a tall figure, tight muscles, and a really good appearance. This appearance alone can indeed attract many fans.

"Hehe, hello everyone. I am He Tianlan, the president of the Ancient Sword Club of Shanghai University. Nice to meet you all."

Seeing that someone recognized her, He Tianlan admitted her identity generously, and at the same time said with a smile: "Everyone help to spread the word, so that there will be more spectators. After watching the competition, they may be impressed by Gu Jianshu." This is also contributing to the promotion of traditional Chinese culture.”

"No problem, I'll go back to the dormitory later and call on my roommates to cheer for you, when the time comes, you must defeat Wang Xiaofan!"

"That's right, I'll post on the school forum later, on the night of the middle of the moon, a fairy flying from the sky will come to kill monsters with a single sword!"

"That's right, even if we have such domineering spirit, even the sword god Ximen Chuuxue can't match us!"

Some fangirls around He Tianlan began to praise her in various ways, and He Tianlan couldn't help feeling elated. She never expected that her reputation would spread to Chuzhou.

At the same time, I am also satisfied with the results of my previous publicity. I can have such an effect in just two hours. I have to say that the company I found this time is very efficient. This kind of thing, is it still looking for this company?

As for the sword fight with Wang Xiaofan, in his opinion, there is no suspense at all, he will win!

Inside the classroom!

It was the recess time, and Chen Yu picked up his mobile phone to browse the school forum boredly. As soon as he clicked on it, his eyes were attracted by the big red characters on the top of the forum.

"On a night in the middle of the moon, on the top of the gymnasium, sword fairy VS sprite, who will win?"

And under the big red characters, there is a photo of Wang Xiaofan and He Tianlan facing each other, with flames splashing everywhere.

"Xiaofan, is this true? Do you really want to compete with He Tianlan?" Chen Yu's expression changed, and he hurriedly handed the phone to Wang Xiaofan with a serious look on his face.

Chuzhou is not far from Shanghai, not to mention that He Tianlan is a famous figure in Shanghai, Chen Yu still knows a little bit about it, although Wang Xiaofan said that the strength he has shown so far is very powerful, and he also believes in Wang Xiaofan, but this time the competition is not Compared with other things, but with swords, can Wang Xiaofan know swordsmanship?

The answer is the only one, and yes, no!

He had been a classmate at Chuzhou University for four years, and he had never seen Wang Xiaofan demonstrate anything related to swordsmanship.

Wang Xiaofan glanced at the content on the phone screen, and said with a smile: "I haven't learned ancient swordsmanship systematically, but there are so many video tutorials on the Internet, I will embrace Buddha's feet later, as the saying goes, sharpen your guns before the battle, and you will be happy if you are unhappy!"

"Hug Buddha's feet?"

Chen Yu was dumbfounded when he heard the words, with a look of hating iron but not steel, he persuaded nervously: "Xiaofan's ancient swordsmanship is different from modern fencing, and he doesn't have any armor. He Tianlan has practiced swords for more than ten years, and you will never be his. Opponent, let’s admit defeat, so as not to get hurt.”

"Admit defeat? There is no word for admit defeat in my Wang Xiaofan's dictionary, let alone how many hours are left? There is still time to learn!" Wang Xiaofan also knew that Chen Yu's intentions were good, so he was not annoyed and said with a smile.

"Xiaofan, I know that you are very strong, but swordsmanship cannot be mastered overnight, and you and He Tianlan must have a grudge, and he will inevitably make trouble. He's going to kill him!" Chen Yuyu said earnestly.

"Death? It also depends on whether he has the ability. But don't worry, I will show mercy to him when the time comes!" Wang Xiaofan laughed.

"What?"

Chen Yu was a little dumbfounded, he found that since Wang Xiaofan broke up with Xi Yutao, his brain couldn't keep up with Wang Xiaofan's thoughts.

Wang Xiaofan smiled and said: "Okay, class is over, we won't discuss it anymore, don't worry!"

Chen Yu looked at Wang Xiaofan seriously, still a little worried, and wanted to persuade him a few words, but just as he was about to speak, he saw Song Yu walking in, so he could only give up.

"Xiaofan, is there really no problem?" After Chen Yu left, Chu Yun, who was sitting next to Wang Xiaofan, asked in a low voice, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, who am I? I'm Dali Fanfan, how could there be a problem?"

Wang Xiaofan shaved Chu Yun's nose, and his face was flabbergasted, causing Chu Yun to roll her eyes wildly, glared at him, and began to listen to the class seriously.

In the next few hours, the matter of Wang Xiaofan and He Tianlan's sword competition, through He Tianlan's secret operation and some people's self-organized propaganda, has spread all over the school, dominating the school's major search lists.

When Wang Xiaofan was out of school and walking on the road, there were always people pointing and pointing, which made him a little baffled.

The matter of the sword competition spread all over the school, and naturally it did not escape the ears of Li Hongyang and Wang Qiang. When the two heard the news in the box of the nightclub, they immediately burst into smiles.

"The little sword god of the He family in Shanghai made a move, this time he will definitely teach Wang Xiaofan a good lesson!" Wang Qiang said.

"I hope so!"

Because of several failures against Wang Xiaofan, Li Hongyang is not very optimistic about He Tianlan. Although Li Hongyang is known as the Little Sword God, he certainly has not reached the realm of a famous martial arts teacher. Wang Xiaofan can easily defeat even a famous martial arts teacher, let alone a single He Tianlan who knows swordsmanship.

For Li Hongyang's pessimistic thoughts, Wang Qiang didn't take it seriously, he and Li Hongyang didn't get along very well in the first place, if it wasn't for the common enemy of Wang Xiaofan, they wouldn't sit together at all.

Time flies, and six hours passed in a blink of an eye. At this time, the auditorium in the gymnasium was full of people, and many people stood in the corridor, stretching their heads, just to watch this duel and appreciate the style of that sword. !