"Five Elements Separation Technique" is a unique skill that Tian Xiong barely understood after entering the "Hedao Realm". After hard training, he has been able to separate the earth-attribute vitality of heaven and earth.
However, Fan Dazhi actually used "Metal", "Wood", "Water" and "Fire" in one go. The four attributes were separated and he was able to use them at his fingertips with great skill.
How many powerful tricks does this little fat man hide? When he thought of this, Tian Xiong became desperate and a little crazy.
"I surrender!"
After a long while, Tian Xiong sighed and threw away the short stick in his hand...
Fan Dazhi won, winning three games in a row, which can't help but surprise people.
Before this, many people thought that this guy would just dodge and run away on stage. Apart from his agility that didn't match his size, he didn't seem to have any powerful tricks.
It wasn't until a few days later that Fan Dazhi won a few more games. Everyone was surprised to find that those who had more sophisticated moves than him were not as flexible as him; those who were as flexible as him could not control the vitality of heaven and earth; no one who could control the vitality of heaven and earth was like him. His spiritual consciousness is powerful, his spiritual consciousness is strong enough, and he can’t resist being beaten...
This little fat guy is really a damn talent!
As more and more people were eliminated, the final winners of the ten stages of the selection gradually emerged. As expected, He An, Gu Qingzhou, and Fan Dazhi were successfully shortlisted.
The final winner will compete in a five-on-five draw in the Zhiwu Hall arena, under the supervision of Feng Shaotang, the master of the Zhiwu Hall.
In the Zhiwu Hall, Wei Zhilin and Cheng Ziya, the two heads of the Zhixing Academy, sat under the flag of "Zhiwu Wenwu". Next to them were Feng Qiwu, Chen Sangyu, Lin Qiuchi, Xu Kangnian, Zou Zheng, Qiu Qingxi and others. The appearance of many important figures at the same time is enough to show that Zhixingyuan attaches great importance to this selection competition.
Feng Shaotang looked around. Under his gaze, the students who were talking in low voices gradually became quiet...
The two teaching teachers each held a box in their hands and stood indifferently.
Feng Shaotang took out two wax pills from two boxes of different colors and crushed them...
The names of the final winners of the ten arenas were written on slips of paper, sealed with wax balls, and placed in two boxes.
"The first game! He An vs. Huo Huaishan!"
Feng Shaotang coughed, cleared his throat, raised his voice and shouted loudly.
"Wow——!"
The audience suddenly burst into excitement. Unexpectedly, in the first drawing competition, He An, who is now famous, was drawn. The enthusiasm of the students watching was instantly ignited...
He An straightened his clothes and walked slowly onto the ring.
The opponent named Huo Huaishan also walked slowly onto the ring with a silver gun in his hand.
This man has long cheeks, long eyebrows, and wears a blue scarf. He has a strong and well-proportioned figure and stands as straight as a gun.
The two faced each other, clasped their fists in salute, and then each took a few steps back.
Huo Huaishan raised the silver gun in his hand, and the crowd who had just calmed down on the stage became restless again. A voice shouted loudly: "He An, use a sword to teach him how to be a man!"
Huo Huaishan lowered his head and saw a cross-eyed guy waving his arms excitedly in the crowd, and another guy with acne on his face holding a long sword and throwing it to He An.
Unfortunately, he lacked strength and barely threw the sword onto the ring, landing not far from He An's feet.
He An lowered his head and smiled at the two of them, stretched out his foot, and the long sword flew up and was already caught in his hand.
The audience burst into cheers...
Facing He An in the opening draw, Huo Huaishan felt very aggrieved. The opponent's strength was obvious to all, and he was not sure he could beat He An.
But Huo Huaishan was unwilling to admit defeat. He had been practicing hard regardless of the cold or heat for more than ten years. Wasn't he just looking forward to this moment to become famous all over the world?
Thinking of this, Huo Huaishan shook up his gun, flicked the tip of the gun, and several silver gun flowers bloomed, attacking He An.
He An drew his sword, and the two of them fought instantly.
Huo Huaishan has a silver gun that dances like a windmill in his hand, the shadow of the gun flying and whistling in the wind.
He An performed the "Jinghong Sword Technique", advancing and retreating suddenly, the sword light was as rustling as mercury falling on the ground, it was really as graceful as a Jinghong, graceful as a swimming dragon.
The two of them exchanged swords and spears, and exchanged twenty or thirty moves, with no outcome in sight.
The crowd watching under the ring burst into cheers from time to time.
"The fight between these two boys was quite lively... Haha, senior brother, what do you think of this boy He An?"
Cheng Ziya turned to Wei Zhilin next to him and said: "If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to defeat Huo Huaishan. Among the current disciples, this little guy has outstanding strength... he will be able to overpower Longmen Academy in the future!"
"He An's talent is outstanding. During the initial disciple test, the meteorite left behind by his mentor had already revealed it... It's just a pity... I know that the talents of the disciples in the Academy have withered in the past two years, and the imperial court has created a new Longmen Academy. Don’t be careless in this Qingming school competition!”
Wei Zhilin said, frowning worriedly, stroking his long beard, and continued: "We still don't know how much strength Longmen Academy hides... The other party is coming this time fiercely, so they must have something to rely on! "
"I'm so afraid of him! Don't worry, senior brother, our soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth."
Cheng Ziya clenched his fists, beat them on his thighs, and narrowed his eyes to look at the stage.
Huo Huaishan's silver spear was like a tiger, and it was still hard to tell the winner with He An. He An's long sword was horizontal, blocking the spear that came through the air. The tip of the spear wiped out a spark on the sword, and the sword glowed, cutting towards Huo Huaishan's grip. Gun hand.
Huo Huaishan shouted angrily, let go, retreated, and kicked the spear away at the same time. The man jumped out like a strong wind, grabbed the tail of the spear, twisted his body, and made a "returning spear". The silver spear was like a dragon coming out of the sea, and it exploded like lightning. Stab He An on the chest.
After several battles, He An's "Jinghong Sword Technique" gradually became perfect, and he integrated it with Suiyun Sanshou and reached a great level. At this time, he held the long sword in his hand and slowly swung it out, as if he was swinging a sledgehammer with a heavy weight.
Lifting a heavy weight as if it were light is the result of success, and lifting a light weight as if it is heavy is also a step forward.
The long sword, filled with domineering energy in He An's body, hit the head of the gun hard, and the sharp metal clang sounded. The silver gun pierced the ground hard, and sawdust flew everywhere. Huo Huaishan's palm was numb with pain from the shock, and the tiger's mouth cracked, and there was blood. dripping.
He An took a step forward, stepped on the gun body, and held out the sword again.
Huo Huaishan hurriedly drew his gun, but the head of the gun stuck into the ground as if it had taken root. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it. Frightened and angry, he quickly retreated, avoiding He An's long sword, and turned sideways to use all his strength. Punch out.
He An didn't dodge, he turned his palm and punched the opponent.
There was a crisp sound of "pop", fists and palms clashed, He An's body shook slightly, but Huo Huaishan took several steps back with "thump thump thump", and the two were at a standstill.
Taking a deep breath and enduring the discomfort of qi and blood surging in his chest and abdomen, Huo Huaishan silently stepped forward, bowed to He An and saluted with clasped fists.
The palm just now carried an unparalleled domineering energy, which made him feel lingering fear. The opponent obviously did not use his full strength, otherwise, one of his arms might have been disabled.
Huo Huaishan knew in his heart that this competition was destined to end in failure from the very beginning. The two sides were not at the same level at all. This He An had strong energy and exquisite moves. The reason why he fought with him for so long was entirely to take care of his own face.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel grateful, and his eyes warmed when he looked at He An.
"In the first competition, He An wins!"
He An lived up to expectations and won the game.
As Feng Shaotang announced the results of the competition, the audience burst into cheers...
In the next second match, Feng Chun and Yang Wenlong were drawn into a duel.
This competition was extremely bloody from the beginning. The two fought hard with each other, and the swords were red. The fighting style was almost life-threatening. Feng Shaotang had to separate them several times, and even took action to prevent a fatal blow at a critical moment.
Seeing the two people covered in blood on the ring, the onlookers couldn't help but feel chilled from the bottom of their hearts. A few timid female students even covered their eyes, unable to bear to look directly at them.
The two of them fought until the ring was covered in blood and it was too horrible to watch. In the end, Feng Chun, who was born in a poor family, gritted his teeth and endured the pain of having his arm broken off and being slashed several times on his back, and won the game by stabbing Yang Wenlong with his knees and palms.
It is said that Feng Chun lived an extremely hard life in Zhixingyuan. He often worked in the dining hall to earn a few coins and only had one piece of patched clothing all year round. He had a weird temper and extremely dull personality, so he had few friends.
He is such a person with no money, no connections, and mediocre talent. In order to get ahead, he works hard every day, almost abusing himself.
During the competition on the selection stage, Feng Chun was even more desperate. In order to defeat his opponent, he even suffered serious injuries. He fell down and got up again and again, fighting hard to the end. This desperate fighting style made everyone facing His opponents shuddered.
In the third competition, the person drawn was Fan Dazhi, and the one who faced him turned out to be Jin Caiyun.
Fan Dazhi, who had disheveled hair and a head like a chicken coop, walked onto the ring bleary-eyed.
He was really bored outside the ring, and he didn't like watching the fighting in the ring. He was already convinced that He Anwen would win, so he fell asleep for a long time out of boredom, and even had a sweet dream...
There was a magical tree in the dream. The tree was covered with golden and oily roast chicken, roast duck, roast lamb leg, braised pork and other delicacies. It made his mouth water with saliva. All he had to do was call out, "My mother!" The food would fall and hit him on the head...
Fan Dazhi shouted "My mother" in his dream, rubbed his head, and ate happily...
It wasn't until someone woke him up that he wiped the corners of his mouth, rubbed his eyes, and walked onto the ring in a daze.
Jin Caiyun was wearing a tight-fitting dress, standing gracefully on the ring, with her black hair pulled up, and a row of hanging glazed curtains in front of her forehead, which made her even more charming and graceful. Her elegant jade face was painted with light With her plum blossom make-up, her originally clear and beautiful face showed a trace of blush due to the cheers from the audience, and her eyes were moving with enchantment. Some male students in the audience couldn't help but blush when they looked at her, and their hearts beat faster. .
When Jin Caiyun saw Fan Dazhi's sloppy appearance on stage, he couldn't help covering his lips with his sleeves and chuckled. His smile was so charming that the onlookers suddenly felt their eyes light up and the whole hall was filled with fragrance.
"My mother!" Fan Dazhi looked closely and exclaimed: "It's so big!!"
