Chapter 439.2

Freshman Competition (4)

The hairpin Feng Lingyu made is called Bu Yao.

It is named “Bu Yao” because it is decorated with tassels or pearls and shakes three times in one step.

The hairpin was originally used to tie the hair in a bun. It is easy to pull out, but not so easy to insert it back. So under normal circumstances, no one will reinsert the hairpin into the hair, but only re-tie the hair bun.

But Lin Huang’er insisted on changing it now, and Feng Lingyu had no choice but to do so.

Lin Huang’er’s hair color is red like a flame, bright and flamboyant. Holding it in his hand, it feels like silk and warm jade, which is hard to put down.

In the past, Feng Lingyu liked to play with Lin Huang’er’s hair when no one was around, and he always felt that no matter how much he played with, he couldn’t get enough.

He focused on inserting the hairpin into Lin Huang’er’s bun bit by bit, trying not to disturb her hair. Lin Huang’er also sat motionless on the chair, quietly waiting for Feng Lingyu to finish.

At this time, one of the geniuses, who was sitting on the other side of Feng Lingyu, spoke. He was a student in the same class as Feng Lingyu, the third young master of the Xu family. While looking at the ring, he said to Feng Lingyu, “Young city master, this Cao Qing’s sword technique seems to have a bit of charm inherited from Beizhou. It’s not exactly the Honghua Sect’s style, but it seems to be better than the Honghua Sect’s sword art. You are an expert in the sword, so can you tell me what you think?”

After the Xu family’s third young master finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but Feng Lingyu didn’t reply. He couldn’t help turning his head to look at Feng Lingyu, but he saw that Feng Lingyu was seriously inserting a hairpin for Lin Huang’er.

The third young master of the Xu family: “…”

He consciously pulled his head back, and continued to focus on the ring, as if he hadn’t said anything just now. Obviously, he didn’t see anything. Nothing at all.

At this time, Feng Lingyu didn’t know it, but many people in the audience had already noticed this side.

Some people have weird faces, some are excited, some are doubtful, some are envious, some are disappointed, and so on.

For a moment, it seemed that to them, Feng Lingyu’s act of inserting Lin Huang’er’s hairpin for her was more attractive than the fight in the ring.

The two people who fought selflessly in the pitiful arena had no idea that Feng Lingyu and Lin Huang’er had snatched the limelight from them.

Under the stage, there was another person who was also looking at Feng Lingyu. But his eyes were tearing apart, and his eyes were full of anger. He clenched his hands tightly, as if he was about to rush to the podium at any moment.

“You… how dare you? How dare you?! Actually… actually doing… such things in front of the public! You really don’t want face! Too shameless!”

Ling Tian was furious and filled with hatred in his heart, wishing he could rush up to them and attack Feng Lingyu desperately.

In his mind, Lin Huang’er has long been his forbidden property, and no one can touch her.

Although there is almost no intersection between them, it does not prevent Ling Tian from thinking so firmly.

Because the system has classified Lin Huang’er as a daughter of luck, someone who he needs to conquer and make his woman, then Lin Huang’er can only be his woman!

In the process of inserting Lin Huang’er’s hairpin, Feng Lingyu felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

But he didn’t think much about it. After all, this is the Cultivation Academy, and there are at least three Taiqing realm cultivators sitting guard in the academy.

He is the young city lord of Wuling City. No one dares to do anything to him at this time.

Logically speaking, Feng Lingyu’s idea was correct. But he doesn’t know that there is a creature in this world called “delusional waste” and a waste savior called “System.”

Suddenly, a violent shout resounded in the field.

“Feng Lingyu, do you dare to fight me?!”

The violent shouting resounded in the audience in an instant, shocking everyone present.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw an ordinary-looking young man holding a blue long sword in his forehand, staring at Feng Lingyu with both eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

Everyone couldn’t help talking. They really couldn’t understand why this kid suddenly went crazy at this time.

Lin Huang’er was also taken aback.

She thought that someone was going to assassinate Feng Lingyu, and subconsciously wanted to transform into a phoenix and take Feng Lingyu away.

But before she could move, Feng Lingyu pressed her shoulder, and then she heard Feng Lingyu whisper in her ear, “Don’t worry about it, let me do it.”

At this time, the fierce fighting in the ring was also stopped because of the sudden shouting. Cao Qing and Dou Jing looked at each other, a little confused about the current situation.

Who is this? Why did he suddenly go crazy?

Feng Lingyu stood up, looked coldly at Ling Tian who was glaring at her, and said calmly, “Who are you?”

Ling Tian laughed back angrily, “Feng Lingyu, you are such a noble person who forgets things! Did you forget that we just met each other just a few days ago?”

Feng Lingyu tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, “I have no impression.”

Ling Tian was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This is too humiliating, right?

In fact, Feng Lingyu didn’t mean to humiliate him, he really didn’t remember it.

Feng Lingyu noticed him before, but it was only because the cultivator of Qinglan City should be Meng Fanqiu, not Ling Tian. Feng Lingyu has to worry about a lot of things every day, how can he have time to waste energy on an ordinary cultivator? So after meeting Ling Tian, ​​he turned his head and forgot.

Lin Huang’er, on the other hand, has a bit of an impression of Ling Tian, ​​mainly because every time this guy appears, he always gives her a very strange feeling. In addition, the way Ling Tian looked at her made her feel a little uncomfortable.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ling Tian looked at the aloof Feng Lingyu, and the humiliation in his heart made him burn the last bit of rationality in his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, “I don’t care if you remember me or not, I just ask you, do you dare to fight me?!”