Zhan Changfeng stirred up the sword flower, and the black-robed Xiantian suddenly felt the ax in his hand being pulled by the force of the sword, and wanted to let go. Hey, where is the master of swordsmanship?
The black-robed Xiantian picked up the bloody ax in his other hand, swung away Zhan Changfeng's sword, and was able to escape temporarily. At the right moment, Zhan Changfeng intercepted the attacker's dagger with his backhand sword.
"Oh, let me, Lao Qing, Liao Bujiu, meet you!" Liao Bujiu refused to retreat but advanced, stabbing out the dagger again and again, intending to fight closely and not give her a chance to draw her sword.
Fighting in the first place leads to disaster later in life. A piece of land was cleared in the east corner in an instant. Leng Yi'an and others couldn't intervene, but they took the opportunity to occupy a position in order to raise the defense line.
The melee on the ring became intense. One person was kicked off the stage, and wailing broke out. If it hadn't been for the martial arts academy's rule that no one could die, there would have been corpses everywhere.
The black-robed Xiantian didn't know what he was thinking. Instead of eliminating the others, he stared at the battle between Zhan Changfeng and Liao Bujie with eager eyes.
Liao Buxiu followed the path of melee assassination. Once he got close to Zhan Changfeng, he followed her regardless. Moreover, his speed was comparable to Zhan Changfeng, and he did not advance or retreat more than two steps. In this way, , it would be difficult to open the distance, and Zhan Changfeng's swordsmanship would not be able to be used. But it would be difficult for Liao Buxiu to hurt her.
It's not bad that Hei Pao was born with wrong eyes. Just when Zhan Changfeng feinted and dangled behind Liao Bujiu, he suddenly jumped into the battle circle and raised his ax to strike at Zhan Changfeng. Zhan Changfeng immediately withdrew the sword that stabbed Liao Bujiu and turned around. Returning to defense, this turn around exposed her back, and Liao Buxiu immediately attacked the back of her heart!
It's going to happen!
Lin Wu, who was always paying attention to the situation on the field, grabbed Mr. Yao Yu's arm with his eyes in his throat.
In the flash of lightning, Zhan Changfeng abandoned her sword and turned aside, and the ax struck dangerously close to her face. At this moment, she grabbed the black-robed Xiantian's wrist, pushed and pulled it forward, and the ax hit Liao Buxiu's stabbing dagger. .
The moment the ax and dagger sparked, the black-robed Xiantian twisted his arm to break free from Zhan Changfeng's grasp, changed his direction and swung the ax horizontally, Liao Buxi retreated and stabbed out again!
Zhan Changfeng lowered his waist and turned over to avoid the two attacks. He raised the long sword that had not fallen yet with his toes, so fast that it almost became an afterimage.
Once he was three steps away, Zhan Changfeng's advantage was all back. The sword was like a dragon, piercing through the black-robed Xiantian's arm. The retracted sword hilt hit Liao Bujiu's chest hard as he tried to get closer again, forcing him to He had to take several steps back.
Zhan Changfeng saw that they showed no sign of retreating, so he guessed that the injuries were not severe enough.
If Black Robe Xiantian and Liao Buxiu knew about her "want to come", they would be so angry that they would vomit blood. But they are now tired of dealing with Zhan Changfeng's offensive. If they don't reverse the situation quickly, they will really vomit blood.
The two of them were surprised and confused. Suddenly, this man was just innate, but his fighting techniques were so sophisticated, so wrong!
"Quick, trip her up!" Liao Buxiu, who had never interacted with the black-robed Xiantian, cried out in surprise when Zhan Changfeng slashed his sword and knocked off his dagger.
The black-robed Xiantian was injured in one of his arms and was unable to use it, so he could only come to his aid with an ax in one hand.
"So we know each other." Zhan Changfeng glanced meaningfully at the black-robed Xiantian. With a sword like a thousand blades, he opened countless cuts on Liao Buxiu's body, like a bloody man.
The black-robed Xiantian looked at Liao Bujiu, who was kneeling on the ground without any strength, and felt a chill in his heart, "It's just a competition, but you are so cruel!"
"Knowing defeat and never retreating, I'm just curious about your purpose."
Clang!
Zhan Changfeng pressed his sword against his ax and whispered, "Are you waiting for me... Poison Hair?"
The black-robed innate pupils tightened, and the blocking arm seemed to be pressed tightly, "I don't know what you are talking about!"
Zhan Changfeng smiled coldly and whipped him off the stage with a sword. It doesn't matter, I just know.
She had defeated two innates in a row, and everyone was a little wary for a while. They would never dare to mess with her the day after tomorrow. There were only about thirty innates left, so there was no need to deliberately offend a strong opponent.
Zhan Changfeng didn't go out of her way to help Leng Yi'an and the others. At most, she took action against a few people who coveted their talents for the sake of being a fellow student. As for whether they could withstand the attacks of the day after tomorrow, that was their own business.
The melee lasted for an hour, and finally the drumbeat of the ceasefire sounded in everyone's ears, like the sound of nature.
Fifty people were left in each of the two arenas.
"You will enter the branch!" The referee looked at them and said solemnly, "But you also have a chance to challenge the outer courtyard. If you win, you will enter the outer courtyard. If you lose, you will go back and forth from where you came."
"If you lose, you can't even go to the branch?"
"That's right," the referee pointed to a red board. "Those who want to enter the branch now should register their names and wait for their assigned places. Those who want to challenge the outer courtyard should go and leave their names on the board!"
The candidates were in a commotion. The quota for the outer college was like a piece of fragrant meat hanging in front of their eyes. To eat or not to eat, that was the question.
At this time, those who had worked so hard to enter the branch did not hesitate. They happily registered their names and went to drink and celebrate.
In addition, those with high strength and those who thought they could still rush stopped in front of the red wooden board and hesitated.
If you fail, you won't even be able to enter the branch, and all your efforts will be wasted!
"It's better to ask the referee how to challenge the outer court, so that you can have a good idea."
"Isn't it like the eliminated candidate challenging the branch candidate?"
"Who can tell for certain? There are one hundred and eighty-one branch courtyards, but there is only one outer courtyard."
"I asked, but the referee didn't say anything. It seems like it's not that simple."
Zhan Changfeng went to the inner courtyard. After the referee announced, she left her name, then said hello to Lin Wu and left.
In the previous battle with Qian Li, he had no chance to cast the soul mark, but Liao Buxiu was seriously injured by her and his consciousness was relatively loose, making it difficult for others to notice.
Zhan Changfeng recited the formula for the Jingjing Soul Seal, and another scene appeared in her mind, which was what she saw through Liao Bujiu's eyes.
Liao Buqiu's wounds were treated by doctors waiting at the martial arts arena. He was lying in a single room of the medical center with bandages all over his body. No one came except the doctor who came to change and give medicines.
Zhan Changfeng was not in a hurry, so he rented a room at an inn not far from the hospital and waited slowly. Around midnight, the door to the single room was pushed open a crack.
"who!"
"I."
Liao Bujiu lit the lamp and looked at the black-robed Xiantian, "Why are you here?"
"Let's see if you die or not," Black Robe Xiantian looked at him, "How are your injuries?"
"Tsk, most of the blood was drained, but it wasn't fatal."
"Does she dare to be fatal in the arena?"
"Don't say it's useless. Isn't Lao Qian already poisoned? She also said that if she uses her true energy too much, the poison will come out. I don't see her looking like she's been poisoned!"
"It may have been discovered."
They talked a lot, but they didn't touch on the reason for the poisoning or their purpose at all.
Just when Zhan Changfeng was about to cut off the contact, the black-robed monk's sinister eyes suddenly came closer and his vision turned black.
Liao Buxiu was actually killed.
Zhan Changfeng approached the window and looked out of the window slit, which happened to be the medical center. He saw a black shadow jumping onto the roof of the medical center, and then disappearing into the alley.
She immediately jumped downstairs, holding on to the window sill, and followed him up.
Zhan Changfeng followed her all the way to the martial arts arena and disappeared. Near the martial arts arena lived judges from the martial arts academy and guards sent by the Si Xunfu. Among them were many foundation-building monks. She could not sneak in to search for them.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the nearby buildings and kept an eye on it. If someone in the martial arts academy wanted to deal with her, it would be troublesome.
