Minglong snorted coldly and said: "Nangong Qi, you are indeed worthy of being called an old fox! Chenxingyuan won the first game, and the gap between Chu Mubai and Yeli Wuhunling was not big. The chance of winning the second game will be greater. In this way You’re going to give up the third game as soon as it comes, right?”
The other deans of Wuyao Academy nodded one by one and agreed that this arrangement was the most appropriate.
Gong Bingyan said: "It's really smart to play in this order! In this way, Chenxing Academy can not only win the game, but also get a reward of 3,000 gold coins, not bad!"
Su Jingchen reached out and touched his chin, thinking, and then said: "In that case, why not let Ye Zhenfeng fight Ye Aotian from the beginning? I heard that Ye Aotian lost to Ye Zhenfeng before in the ring competition. Where’s the wind!”
As soon as Su Jingchen said this, everyone turned to Nangong Qi in confusion and asked him to give him an explanation.
Nangong Qi's two strands of white hair hung lightly in front of his forehead. He shook his head helplessly, then lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I can't help it. I'm a greedy person. Not only do I want the 3,000 gold coins, but I also want a Qi Yao. Light’s honor!”
"Ah! Are you crazy?" Everyone said in unison, their words full of shock and confusion.
Lan Cangze suddenly felt cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and said awkwardly: "Well... Xiao Qi, are you serious about what you just said?"
Nangong Qi crossed his arms, raised his head and said, "Elder Lan, of course you are serious."
Gong Bingyan was outspoken and said sternly: "Nangong Qi, is your brain caught by the door? You actually let the new students go against Lao Shou, the strongest student in the Taiyang Academy?"
"Isn't it possible?" Nangong Qi was still calm and calm, looking like he was seeking death.
Tang Xun grabbed his hand, lowered his voice and said, "No, have you thought carefully about it? Competition in the ring is about life and death. In this case, Ye Zhenfeng will be beaten to death by Lao Shou."
But Nangong Qi, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't hear, said loudly: "What? Competition in the ring, life and death! Of course I know this, Dean Tang Xun, you don't have to worry..."
Minglong coughed twice and sneered: "Ahem, in that case, Elder Lan, let's start the second game quickly. I can't wait! Hahaha!"
In the audience, students began to discuss in low voices:
"Is Dean Nangong of Chenxing Academy crazy?"
"There's something wrong with your brain!"
"He never lived normally in Da Yang Mansion."
"I heard that he is very lazy, and now he seems to have a crazy problem..."
"Yezhenfeng is so pitiful. He might die just after he comes in!"
"Why do you say that?"
"The battle between Lan Zuiwu and Ye Aotian just now brought shame to the Taiyangyuan. This Lao Shou has always had a bad temper. How can he not beat Ye Zhenfeng to death?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no way!"
"Didn't you hear what the deans were talking about just now? Competition in the ring, life and death! And in the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower, once the trial starts, outsiders will have no way to get in even if they want to!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, then Ye Zhenfeng is really dead!"
"Oh - let's observe ten minutes of silence for him first!"
"Yezhenfeng is so pitiful!"
"If I meet such an unreliable dean, I will turn around and leave!"
The other deans of Wuyao Academy nodded one by one, seeming to think that Nangong Qi was either crazy or insane.
The second game begins.
Chu Mubai and Ye Li entered the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower one after another. Two masters at the Lingzong level had already entered the tower and started a crazy bloody killing.
The civil war in Water Curtain Liusha Tower was tragic, but Han Ziyue, who was among the crowd, looked up at Ye Zhenfeng, and she couldn't help but secretly worry about Ye Zhenfeng.
She secretly thought in her heart that Lao Shou had evil intentions, and if she went to the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower in the wind, she would definitely escape death...
Just as she was looking at Ye Zhenfeng with worried eyes, she saw a long wind blowing. Ye Zhenfeng turned his head gently, and the black hair on his forehead gently slid across his cheek. His eyes were gentle, but he also looked at her. .
ah! Han Ziyue was startled, her beautiful eyes trembled, and she hurriedly lowered her head. For some reason, her heart, which was originally as cold as ice, suddenly burst into flames, burning wildly.
She reached out and gently pulled up the hair by her ears, then looked up again.
She thought he had turned away, but unexpectedly he was still staring at her affectionately. Although he didn't say a word, she could see the deep affection in his eyes.
He nodded slightly at her, as if to hint that she shouldn't worry about herself.
Han Ziyue's eyebrows trembled slightly, and the breeze blew by, and a heart-warming smile couldn't help but bloom on her face.
The sunlight shone in tiny pieces on her beautiful face, and her beautiful smile caused hundreds of flowers to fall. The petals slid between the two of them with the wind. I don't know how much time had passed.
Suddenly, bursts of thunderous cheers were heard from the audience, and someone shouted: "Chu Mubai wins—Chu Mubai wins—"
Ye Zhenfeng came back to his senses and turned to look at the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower. He saw Chu Mubai coming out of it covered in blood and coughing. Lan Zuiwu rushed over to help him.
At the same time, Ye Li also walked out covered in blood, with a lonely and ashamed expression on his face.
Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but secretly thought, Chu Mubai's battle has been so difficult, it seems that Laoshou and I will definitely have a bloody battle.
There were cheers from the crowd behind him. Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu nodded at him, and Lan Cangze announced the start of the third game.
Nangong Qi reached out and patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, and the heartbreaking sound of cheering for the burnt bean buns came from behind.
He thought that among the noise of the crowd, there must be a beautiful face staring at him. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, mustered up the courage, and walked towards the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower.
In the water-curtain quicksand tower, the fire of the sharks was blazing. His opponent, Laoshou, had red hair and eyes full of anger. He twirled his fingers left and right, making his joints crackle.
He tilted his head and said with a sneer: "Ye Zhenfeng, no one can save you in this Water Curtain Quicksand Tower. Do you think you, a young boy, can deal with my Soul Sect level master? ? I, Lao Shou, will crush you to death like an ant!"
Ye Zhenfeng drew out the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword and said disdainfully: "Then let's try it!"
"You..." Laoshou was furious and rushed towards him like a tiger.
Ye Zhenfeng's black clothes flashed and he quickly rushed towards the upper level.
At this moment, Su Yu outside the tower pretended to glance at Nangong Qi casually. His eyes instantly stayed on that calm and composed face, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost. Seeing the water curtain quicksand tower, he couldn't help but think of Nangong Qi. Come back to the past.
In the Water Curtain Quicksand Tower, Ye Zhenfeng and Laoshou were chasing each other, and soon they reached the fourth floor. Both sides stood on the pumice stone, staring at each other eagerly.
The sound of running water on the water curtain was heard in his ears. In an instant, Laoshou launched a Wuhunling attack: "Hunzong Section 1 - open!"
I saw a pair of red-bladed wheels on Laoshou's arms, a raging fire ignited on his body, and his eyes showed strong killing intent.
Tang Xun said in surprise: "If you activate the Soul Sect level from the beginning, you are not planning to leave a way for Ye Zhenfeng, who is at the Wuzong level, to survive!"
When he had just finished speaking, Ye Zhenfeng inside raised his sword, swung it left and right, and then said coldly: "Soul Sect Section 1 - open!"
Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of astonishment, and looked at Ye Zhenfeng in surprise.
"How is it possible? A new student...how can he reach the Soul Sect level?"
"Let me go, this guy seems to be a guy with zero martial spirit!"
"What did you eat to grow up? Why are you so good?"
Lao Shou in the tower was also surprised at the same time. His eyes showed a look of astonishment and he looked at the opponent in front of him in disbelief.
I saw Ye Zhenfeng's black robes flying, a powerful blue martial spirit rising slowly, and a blue eyebrow mark in the shape of two wings appeared on his fair forehead.
Lan Cangze said in astonishment: "Ah! It's the Blue Light Tianyi Eyebrow Seal, Hun Tianwu Hun Ling, Hun Sect Section!"
Ye Zhenfeng's Wuhunling was different from others. Others' were red, but his was blue. A powerful blue flame suddenly spread in all directions, and both sides attacked each other one after another.
Ao Xiongxin looked at the calm Nangong Qi with cold eyes, then sneered with a crooked mouth: "Nangong Qi, I see, I think Ye Zhenfeng is your strongest weapon! You hide it deep enough! Red Blade Double Wheel versus Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword, Soul Sect versus Soul Sect, interesting! Interesting! Hahaha!"
"Nangongqi——" Minglong's eyes were filled with blazing anger, and he looked at Nangongqi with bared teeth, wishing he could fly over and bite him.
This guy is so abominable, does he have to bring his Taiyang Yard into disrepute for him to be happy?
"The first stage of the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique turns the dragon into invisible——" After Ye Zhenfeng finished speaking, a white dragon rushed out from the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword and rushed towards Laoshou with a bang.
The muscles in Laoshou's arms swelled, and veins appeared on his hands, which were like lava cracks.
At this moment, he was strengthening his arms, punching the white dragon left and right, and said angrily: "The tiger comes down the mountain——"
There was only a roar, and a white tiger opened its teeth and claws, and suddenly bit the white dragon's neck, grabbing the white dragon to pieces.
Ye Zhenfeng retreated quickly, kicked off a pumice stone with both feet, then swung his sword to strike at his arm, and said angrily: "The second level of the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique, Longteng Mountain——"
He saw four curled white dragons coming out from behind him with teeth and claws. At the same time, he turned his hands and his whole body began to spin away. He held the Iron Blood Cang Ming Sword, like a pneumatic drill, and rushed towards Laoshou's white tiger.
The white tiger was shattered, and Ye Zhenfeng stabbed Laoshou's left arm with his sword.
Laoshou raised his head, licked the blood on his arm, and bared his teeth to reveal a ferocious beast's face. All he could see were white tiger forehead lines on his forehead and cheeks.
"Ye Zhenfeng, let me show you the true strength of the Soul Sect! The seventh level of the Soul Sect - fully activated!"
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly, and then said: "Is this all your strength?"
"That's right, you must be scared!" Laoshou raised his head and laughed.
I saw his pair of red-edged wheels getting bigger and bigger.
Ye Zhenfeng held the Iron Blood Cang Ming Sword in his right hand, and stretched out two fingers of his left hand to draw the blood groove on the sword body.
I saw a trace of blood flowing into the tail of the sword along the blood groove, and the blue blood-weeping stone at the tail instantly glowed with blood-red light.
The iron-blooded Cangming Sword exuded a violent blood-red pattern all over its body, and he said: "Second Stage of Soul Sect—Open!"
