The three-color sword energy surged, forming a three-color arc of light and spreading out.
This arc of light seemed to carry the power of time, and wherever it passed, even the air seemed to have changed a lot.
The three-color arc of light spread rapidly, and the three palms of Jiang Gu's hand aged rapidly, and then, the arms became like withered tree bark.
Then, the fourth hand, the fifth hand...
In a short period of time, nine hands were eroded and aged.
Jiang Gushou's expression also suddenly changed, his figure suddenly stopped, and then he stormed out.
He stared at Su Hun with a solemn expression, and then looked at his hands.
At this moment, his arms were trembling slightly, and half of them had turned faintly gray, with wrinkles on his skin, as if his arms had entered an old state after decades of experience.
"What kind of method is this?" He was shocked. He circulated spiritual energy and injected it into his arm before returning to normal.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wushou gradually calmed down, stared at Su Hun, and then quickly formed a seal with his hands: "Eighteen beats of the ghost shadow true spirit!"
Arms emerged one after another, and each arm was attached with powerful spiritual power. Not only did the attack power become stronger, but the defense also increased greatly.
But this time it only has nine arms.
"What's going on?" Jiang Wushou frowned: "Did the other nine arms not fully bear the attack just now?"
"Nine arms are enough." He raised his head and looked at Su Hun, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
At this moment, Su Hun raised his long sword, and on the Sansheng Sword, the three-color sword light continued to ripple.
"Senior Jiang, one move will determine the outcome!" Su Hun said.
"That's what I meant." Jiang Wushou snorted, and the spiritual energy in his body continued to gather on the nine true spirit arms, and then he patted Su Hun.
"A lifetime passes!"
The Sansheng Sword slashed down, and a three-color sword energy, flowing with the power of time, shot out!
Rumble…
The nine true spirit arms continuously bombarded the three-color sword energy. For a moment, the energy exploded continuously and the three-color light surged.
call out!
The three-color sword energy broke through the nine true spirit arms and attacked Jiang Moushou.
Jiang Wushou's expression suddenly changed, his spiritual energy burst out crazily, and his nine true spirit arms quickly retracted and blocked him in front of him.
Boom!
With a loud noise, Jiang Wushou stepped back continuously, his arms drooped and trembled continuously. Both arms were aging.
"Senior Jiang, if you don't expel my power quickly, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your ghost hands." Su Hun smiled at Jiang Wuzhou.
The latter looked deeply at Su Hun, then smiled helplessly, cupped his hands and said: "Junior Su is really powerful, Jiang Wushou admits defeat."
As Jiang Wushou admitted defeat, the whole place gradually became quiet. Those who were still waiting for Su Hun to take action were all dumbfounded. Jiang Wushou, who clearly still had the upper hand, why did he suddenly lose?
"My cousin won." Su Xiaoxiao shouted excitedly.
Su Xianqing and Su Yu also had happy faces. At first, they were really worried.
In a high-rise stand, there were several people, leaning on the railings, two men and one woman. They were rare and handsome, and the woman had a beautiful face.
"This Su Hun is indeed not simple, but this shouldn't be his true strength!" One of the young men in green robes said with a smile.
"The swordsmanship is indeed quite good, but he may not be able to handle my sword." Another young man in white robe said.
Hearing this, the pretty woman in a red dress turned away from him and said: "Ouyang Yijian, believe it or not, even if you meet him, you may not be able to win. In short, if I meet him, the chance of winning will not exceed
Seventy percent."
The white-robed young man, Ouyang Yijian, was stunned. He looked at Hong Youwu. This was the first time he heard Hong Youwu evaluate a male student like this. It seemed that he had not even received such evaluation!
"Haha, then I'm really looking forward to the sword duel with him." Ouyang Yijian said: "But the premise is that he can make it to the end."
"If nothing unexpected happens, his next opponent should be Lu Hao! The power of that guy's three arrows is quite fierce." Jiang Wentian said with a smile.
"Is it Lu Hao?" Hong Youwu frowned and said, "Is this drawing of lots intentional?"
"Actually, the higher-ups also want to see what level Su Hun's limit is." Ouyang Yijian said.
Hearing this, Hong Youwu shook his head and said: "With Lu Hao's strength, it is not a big problem to enter Tailan Academy, but this way, he will have no chance."
Jiang Wentian and Ouyang Yijian stopped smiling and looked at Hong Youwu.
"Hong Youwu, do you think so highly of him?" Ouyang Yijian said in a strange tone: "Lu Hao's third arrow, even if I want to take it, I have to pay some sacrifices. Are you sure Su Hun can win?"
Hong Youwu twitched her lips and said, "You will know when the time comes."
Hearing this, Jiang Wentian and Ouyang Yijian both smiled and said nothing more, but they paid more attention to Su Hun.
After all, there are not many people in the entire Kowloon Academy who can make Hong Youwu value him so much.
Next, there were several more games, all of which were very exciting battles between dragons and tigers.
After all, these are all outstanding people from the Tianjie class, not mediocre people.
Su Hun also felt from several battles that the strength of the Tianjie class students was indeed extraordinary, and none of them were weak.
"I wonder what kind of strength Jiang Wentian and Ouyang Yijian are." Su Hun murmured in his heart.
Judging from Hong Youwu's strength, those two people are probably also high-level Great Spirit Kings.
Su Hun was excited and really wanted to have a real contest with such a master.
"The next match is between Su Hun from the Huang class and Lu Hao from the Heaven class."
When the referee's voice sounded, the audience suddenly burst into enthusiastic cheers.
"Lu Hao, my male god, I finally waited for him to appear."
"Lu Hao, you are the only one responsible for ending Su Hun's dark horse journey."
"God, come on."
Su Hun found that all the people cheering for Lu Hao were female students, which made him a little depressed. These people were too vulgar. What kind of handsome man could make these women ignore their strength?
When Su Hun saw Lu Hao walking on stage with a big bow on his back and dressed in white, he couldn't help but be amazed by him. He was masculine but not strong, yin but not feminine, with a slender figure and beautiful and perfect facial features.
Causing roars all over the sky.
Youdao is the most beautiful man in Mo Shang, Lu Hao, the most handsome man in the world, the most beautiful man in the world, and his reputation is well-deserved.
Lu Hao had a warm and elegant smile on his face, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and even made the female students scream in surprise.
If there were female students voting on the popular ranking list, I think Lu Hao would be the best.
Su Hun's eyes moved from Lu Hao's face, and finally landed on the three arrows and long bow behind him. He was keenly aware of some pressure.
"The God of Three Arrows, Lu Hao." He murmured softly.
Lu Hao smiled at Su Hun: "Tianjie Class, Class 1, Lu Hao, please give me some advice."
"Huangjie Class, Class Five, Su Hun." Su Hun bowed his hand.
"Lu Hao."
"Lu Hao!"
"..."
The screams filled with excitement and admiration echoed non-stop, making Qin Feng deeply realize for the first time that it was not that his appearance was not popular, but that his appearance did not reach that limit.