Beicang Spiritual Academy, Spirit Arena.
The Spirit Arena is located in the northwest corner of Beicang Lingyuan. This is a place specially provided by Beicang Lingyuan for students to compete and compete.
In fact, Ying Baiye had always known that there was such a place in the college, but he had never been here once.
This place is completely redundant. In Beicang Spiritual Academy, if you want to take action, as long as you don't kill someone, basically no elders or mentors will care about you.
Just like the old and new war last year, the battle involving tens of thousands of people started directly in Leiyu. If Ying Baiye had not appeared to interfere in that battle, I am afraid that the healing elixir in the Spiritual Value Hall of Beicang Spiritual Academy would have been lost that day. Demand will exceed supply.
Therefore, the academy has not established a rule that "no private fights are allowed except in the Spirit Arena". If you want to do it, you can do it. The function of the Spirit Arena is completely useless.
Because it is too useless, there are usually not many people here.
However, today is different.
Starting from this morning, when the morning light broke through the night sky, a certain platform in the Spirit Arena was already filled with students one after another.
Regardless of their grade or ability, these students maintained a high level of enthusiasm from the moment they stepped into the auditorium on this platform.
They have a strong enough interest in the good show that will be staged here today.
The second in the natural rankings vs. the actual first among freshmen.
Although it was an undisputed crushing match, Li Xuantong's reputation was indeed very big in this school, and many people came here just to see him take action.
"It's so lively. This should be the most eye-catching battle since the freshman year, right?"
In the crowd, there were students watching the battle, looking at the crowded scene, they couldn't help but sigh.
The people who were traveling with him looked at the figures who were already seated at the top and expressed the same emotion: "This lineup is really shocking. Su Xuan is third on the list, and He is fifth on the list." Yao, Xu Huang, who is ranked sixth on the Heavenly Ranking, and Hong Lingyue, who has just reached the fifteenth position on the Heavenly Ranking not long ago, this kind of lineup can only be attracted by Li Xuantong's battle."
"I'm afraid you have forgotten the others."
Standing next to him, a strange classmate reminded him. "In Beicang Spiritual Academy, Li Xuantong is not the most evil one."
In fact, there is more than one person who can steadily suppress him.
"Shen Cangsheng, he didn't come?" The classmate received the reminder and glanced at the crowd around him, but found that he could not find the figure that attracted much attention. "But it is said that he has been performing tasks outside the school for some time, and he may be coming back soon. As for the other one, he may not be interested in such small fights..."
"Not always."
At this time, the student who came here with him suddenly spoke, looking at a high platform far away from those people, where there was a slim figure sitting there.
The others looked in that direction after hearing this.
It was a figure wearing a purple cloak. She was sitting upright on a chair, staring at the battle platform below. There was no one around, as if that area belonged to her own territory.
Seeing her, some people couldn't help but smack their lips.
Seeing this figure, it must be confirmed that that person is paying attention to this battle.
The ranking of this duel was really raised to an unknown place all of a sudden.
…
"Yanmeng."
On the high platform where several Tianbang masters were sitting, Su Ling'er saw a purple figure sitting there and couldn't help but scream.
Xu Huang's eyelids twitched slightly, and he suddenly thought of what happened two days ago.
When Ying Baiye appeared there, he was indeed a little panicked, but for some reason, he didn't stop his actions and left silently.
He originally thought that the new student was not on his attention list.
But now it seems that this is not the case.
"I don't know who he came to see?"
Crane Yao's strange eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was more or less yin and yang.
Su Xuan glanced at him: "You can ask him this in person."
Hearing this, the Crane Demon closed his mouth and said nothing.
He stopped talking and someone else spoke.
You dare to be yin and yang weird.
"Just because Ying Baiye isn't here right now."
Su Linger whispered.
The crane demon squinted his eyes and looked in her direction, his eyes flashing slightly.
Feeling her gaze, Su Ling'er stuck out her tongue in the direction of the crane demon, and then hid behind Su Xuan without saying a word.
Su Xuan looked at her lovingly, then turned her head and looked at the Crane Demon with a smile on her face.
Crane Yao felt the strength in her eyes, his eyes flickered, and a sense of competition appeared on the high platform.
Xu Huang didn't even look in their direction.
I'm used to it. The three of them have similar strengths and similar rankings. No one is convinced by the other. This kind of competition is common.
At this moment, Hong Lingyue, who had been sitting next to her without saying a word, spoke for the first time.
"It's not necessarily that he's not here."
She looked at Yanmeng over there with a soft smile in her tone.
Su Xuan was stunned for a moment, then shifted her gaze to where Yan Meng was, especially the pair of beautiful eyes hidden under the cloak.
"You mean..."
"The secret technique of the Spirit Fox Clan is really a practical thing."
"Ah, Li Xuantong is here."
"Muchen is here too."
At this moment, such a sound suddenly rang out from the crowd below.
The appearance of these two people stopped all conversations and attracted the attention of everyone present to focus on them.
Li Xuantong stood on the fighting platform, looking straight at the handsome young man in front of him.
Muchen stood with his fists clasped and said in a clear voice: "Senior Li Xuantong, Muchen has come to challenge."
…
At the same time, the small courtyard on Lingshan Mountain.
Ying Baiye sat on the recliner, eating the pastry next to him, staring at the void in front of him, as if looking at something.
"Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat lunch."
Beside him, Ling Xi took away the plate of pastries. Ying Baiye opened his hand that was originally intended to take the pastries and smacked his lips: "It's still early for lunch, and the sun is just getting brighter now."
"You've already eaten a lot. Be obedient and good."
Lingxi reached out and patted Ying Baiye's head gently, then turned around and put the plate of pastries back into the mustard bracelet.
This pastry is a specialty he brought back from his trip, and he has been enjoying it these past few days.
After putting away the pastries, Lingxi came to him.
Ying Baiye moved his position to the side with a wink, leaving the right half of the lounge chair free. Lingxi gathered her skirt skillfully, then sat next to him, imitating his example and lying down.
Fortunately, the space in this recliner is large enough, and even if the two of them lie on it together, it doesn't seem overly crowded.
"Which one of them will win?"
Lingxi asked.
Obviously she also knew what Ying Baiye was reading right now.
"No one can predict the promise of three moves."
Ying Baiye shook his head and gave his own answer.
If Li Xuantong planned to have a real battle with Muchen, then the outcome of this battle was already clear to a large extent, but if it was a three-move deal, there would be many variables.
After several brief contacts, he could feel that Muchen should have a lot of interesting trump cards in his hand.
If these things were released, within three moves, his chances of winning would be no less than Li Xuantong's.
"Can't even you see it?"
Lingxi turned around, a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then looked curiously into Ying Baiye's eyes.
"I didn't use the Yan Tian Jing."
Ying Baiye said, then turned his head helplessly and looked at Lingxi. "I'm not the kind of person who wants to see results all the time."
"Who knows."
Lingxi blinked her eyes coquettishly, and her originally peaceful temperament was actually mixed with a little cuteness because of this action.
Ying Baiye shrugged helplessly.
Well, in fact, in situations like this, there were quite a lot of times when he drove the Yan Tian Jing directly to see the results.
But this time, since he made a bet with Muchen, he had to maintain the curiosity that a participant should have.
He also wanted to take a closer look at what level Muchen was at now.
Lying lazily on the recliner, Ying Baiye yawned slightly and got up early.
"a bit sleepy."
Ying Baiye leaned forward, and his forehead lightly touched Lingxi.
"Then take a short break."
Lingxi said with a soft voice and a smile.
Ying Baiye slowly closed her eyes. Opposite him, Lingxi felt Ying Baiye's breath tickling her pretty face. She smiled softly, and then she also closed her eyes.
The two people touched their foreheads, feeling the relaxation at this moment, and a lazy atmosphere filled the courtyard.
At the same time, it was on the other side of the battlefield.
Li Xuantong and Muchen stood there, ready to go.
The war is about to break out.
