The clouds that block the scorching sun slowly drift away,
The sun shines on the steel skin of the dome of the martial arts arena, reflecting an arc of bright golden light.
Li Ang walked slowly down the ring, stood on the grass, squinted his eyes, and stared at the sky.
Won.
Even though the clothes were charred and torn by the fire,
There were waves of empty throbs coming from the air sea,
The palms of my hands are full of bloody marks left by thoughts.
The tiger's mouth burst open, and the skin on the edge of the scar rolled to both sides.
The whole person looked extremely miserable.
But, a win is a win.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps comes from far to near,
Friends ran over quickly, and Yang Yu took the three-edged gun and the almost scrapped clever crossbow from his hands.
Without saying anything, Li Wei took out a folding stool from behind, propped it up on the ground, and asked him to sit down.
Li Leling used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to carefully wipe the scars on his palms.
Chai Chai handed over the warm salt water prepared in advance.
"Would you like to lie down and rest?"
Qiu Feng, who is also on the path of studying, used his telekinesis to move more chairs and spread a layer of soft cushions on them.
"I'm just competing in the ring, not crawling out of the dead on the battlefield."
Li Ang couldn't laugh or cry at the enthusiasm of his friends, and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he was okay.
"This time I played very well."
Lian Xuanxiao walked over slowly, with a faint smile on his face.
"The mountain chief is so complimentary, I really can't take it seriously."
Li Ang stood up from the chair, paused, and joked: "I just don't know, Chief Shan, that you mean that I fought beautifully during the fight.
In the end, Bian Chenpei played well. "
"Hahaha."
The mountain chief shook his head and laughed, "Probably both.
Take the first level of Tingyu and go through two levels to defeat the opponent who is about to break through the threshold of Xunyun.
This achievement is rare even in the history of the Academy.
If your teachers and senior brothers are here, they will also feel happy for you. "
Yang Yu and others were a little confused, wondering what Lian Xuan Xiao meant.
Only Li Leling and Li Ang, who were informed, understood that Lian Xuanxiao was talking about Li Ang's teacher Pu Liuxuan in Zhenzhou.
"Chief, my teacher..."
Li Ang hesitated for a moment, then asked: "When can he return to Chang'an?"
Because Pu Liuxuan was implicated by Jun Qianzi, he was forced to abandon his cultivation and left Zhenzhou.
Just as he was preparing to return the year before last, Jun Qianzi reappeared, so he stayed in Zhenzhou again.
Previously in Suzhou, Li Ang heard with his own ears that the white-haired old man who caused Suzhou's water poisoning mentioned Zhao Ming's incident, which made him somewhat worried about Pu Liuxuan's safety.
Jun Qianzi and Situ Zhi are both Zhuxiao monks from Zhaoming.
God knows what kind of old monsters are hiding in that organization.
Pu Liuxuan was Jun Qianzi's life-and-death friend, even if Jun Qianzi wouldn't do anything to him,
There is no guarantee that those people in Zhenfusi, in order to obtain information about Zhaoming, will use Pu Liuxuan as bait to induce Jun Qianzi to appear.
Lian Xuanxiao paused and said slowly: "It's almost time..."
There was a strange expression on the mountain chief's face, which seemed to be sighing and sad, but also worried and sad.
The sound of dense footsteps came again,
Yu Feiyu and several other Taihaoshan team leaders also walked down from the audience and helped Bian Chenpei from the ring.
"Don't help me!"
Bian Chenpei, who was covered in mess, threw away his support and staggered down from the ring.
Due to the protection of the ring restrictions, except for the tears on his face and the bruises on his face, his body did not suffer any serious injuries.
But for this proud man of the Inquisition, being tortured like this in front of students from all over the world and tens of thousands of spectators was already the greatest hurt.
"you!"
Bian Chenpei's voice trembled slightly, he raised his arm with difficulty, pointed at Li Ang, and roared: "You cheated!"
As soon as this statement came out, the audience in the distant auditorium still couldn’t hear it clearly.
But the expressions of the Academy referees and Taihao Mountain team leaders who were nearby changed drastically.
"Bian Chenpei!"
Yu Feiyu finally couldn't hold back his anger, put his hand on Bian Chenpei's shoulder, and forced the latter to put down his arm with Xunyun cultivation, "What are you talking about?!"
It is ugly enough that the elite disciples of Mount Taihao were defeated by the students from the academy whose cultivation level was two levels lower.
After the failure, he went crazy and talked nonsense, and even wanted to embarrass Taihao Mountain.
"I'm not talking nonsense!"
Bian Chenpei ignored the dried tears on his face and said with a distorted expression: "There is something wrong with this person!
You can't see it in the audience,
Just now in the ring, he used a three-edged spear to collide with my telekinesis dagger. This is not the power that an ordinary telekinesis monk should have!
Even if you use mind instead of force, you can't simulate it.
and! ! "
Bian Chenpei spread his palms, revealing the needle hidden in his palms.
The needle is extremely slender and small. Even under the sunlight, you need to get close to it to barely see it clearly.
"In order to improve the control accuracy, special materials will be used throughout the needle.
Whether it’s metal or jade,
The shape and size of ordinary chanting needles are close to round chopsticks.
A smaller needle can be reduced to the size of a sewing needle at most. "
Bian Chenpei gritted his teeth and said: "But this needle is a specially made wolf hair needle by the Inquisition. While ensuring the accuracy of the induction,
It's as thin as hair, perfect for sneak attacks.
The person being hit sometimes doesn't even know that he or she has been penetrated by the needle.
Just now, I used the wolf-hair telepathy needle and used the bee sting telepathy secret technique of my Inquisition Court to hit him.
It didn't even penetrate the skin!
Is this normal?
He is a mind master and a talisman master, not a body-refining warrior! "
"..."
Everyone present couldn't help but fell silent.
Several academy referees frowned slightly and picked up the Langhao Mind Needle from Bian Chenpei's hand and observed it carefully. It was indeed as he said. The top of the needle was twisted and bent, as if it had hit a solid iron plate head-on.
"you sure?"
Yu Feiyu's tone couldn't help but become serious, "Maybe when you were using your mental skills, you accidentally bumped into Li Ang's three-edged spear and mistakenly thought you hit his body.
Or maybe the thought needle hit his dragon armor. "
"impossible!"
Bian Chenpei said sharply: "I have stood at the threshold of Xunyun Realm,
Can I tell whether the needle is a weapon or a human being?
As for the Dragon Armor, everyone knows that it can only defend against slashes from ordinary swords, but it cannot defend against the Wolf Hair Needle!
He, his body is abnormal!
I grew up in the Inquisition Hall and have seen the demons imprisoned in the Black Prison. I will never admit my mistakes.
He must have practiced the secret method of magic, or used forbidden aliens! That's why we can resist the Wolf Hair Needle with our physical body! "
"nonsense!"
One of the academy referees couldn't help but slapped the table and stood up, angrily yelling at Bian Chenpei: "There are restrictions on the gate of our academy, there are restrictions on the supervising building, and there are restrictions on the arena.
Are you saying that Li Ang was able to hide from so many restrictions, deceive so many Dr. Si Ye, and get on the stage?
There must be a limit to delusion! "
