Slowly getting up from the ground, Chen Tian patted the dust on his body very calmly, with a relaxed smile on his slightly pale face, and an evil curve at the corner of his mouth.
"How is it possible? How could you be okay?" Hun Xin had a look of disbelief on his face, and shouted out the thoughts of everyone present out of control.
"The number one genius in Qianlong Academy, nothing more than that." He shrugged and ignored Hun Xin's angry look that wanted to kill someone. Chen Tian curled his lips and said, "Don't think that you are the only one with the trump card."
Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Hunxin's face. Could it be that Chen Tian still had a trump card? Such thoughts flashed across Hunxin's mind, but he quickly denied it. If he really had a trump card, he wouldn't have been beaten by him just now.
Attack and fly. But if Chen Tianzhen really has no trump card, how can he be okay?
All kinds of speculations made Hunxin anxious. He shook his head fiercely and said angrily: "No matter what trump cards you have, I will let you know next that ants are still ants, and no matter how hard they struggle, they can't escape the end of death.
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"Death? It's up to you?" Chen Tian shrugged and curled his lips.
A sense of contempt and shame rose up in his heart. Hun Xin, who was floating in the air, was about to spit out fire from his eyes. Usually, even the dean had to be polite when talking to him. Hun Xin had never been so angry before.
He roared a little out of control: "If I don't kill you this time, I will write Hunxin's name upside down."
"No need, let's save this opportunity for the next life." Chen Tian couldn't tell how happy he was to successfully anger Hun Xin. Fighting generals is not only a duel between cultivators, but psychological warfare is equally important.
"Death." Hun Xin was obviously extremely angry. He flapped his wings and flew toward Chen Tian with a spear in his hand.
"Sixth-grade medium spiritual skill - Death Ice Hook." A stream of cold air slowly flowed out from Hunxin's hands, and was injected into the Xuanbing Spear, and slowly swam along the lines on the spear. Suddenly, the cold air in Hunxin's hands
The Black Ice Spear curves in a weird arc at the tip of the spear, forming something like a hook.
Seeing the deformed spear in Hunxin's hand and the increasingly strong cold air, Chen Tian's eyes instantly narrowed into a sharp shape, a strange light flashed in the corners of his half-narrowed eyes, and the corners of his mouth also curved in a cold arc.
"Die, you overestimated kid." Diving at a very fast speed, Hun Xin instantly reached the sky above Chen Tian, raised the spear that turned into a hook, and hit Chen Tian with the biting wind.
Looking at the hook that was about to hit his head, Chen Tian's eyes suddenly became sharper and he shouted: "Spiritual Arc!"
"Peng" A huge amount of spiritual power that had never been seen before burst out from between Chen Tian's eyebrows, and in a moment, a shield was formed in front of Chen Tian.
The "Peng" mental shield shook slightly, and a wave rippled in all directions. The hook that originally went straight to Chen Tian's head hit the shield uncomfortably, and the menacing attack was intercepted in an instant.
"What's going on?" The attack was blocked. There was no disappointment or anger on Hunxin's face, but more shock. What Chen Tian used just now was actually mental power. Isn't he still a pharmacist?
"Mental power!" Keito, who was sitting firmly on the high platform, suddenly stood up and looked at the young man in white with shock and surprise in his eyes. He murmured: "How is that possible?
Is it a third-grade high-level mental power? Could it be that Chen Tian is a pharmacist?"
"Really, it's impossible?" Hong Ba next to him heard Keito's murmur, and his face was filled with shock and disbelief. The profession of pharmacist is extremely demanding on the spirit. There are so many spiritual practitioners.
It is difficult for ten thousand or even one hundred thousand souls to produce a cultivator who meets the spiritual requirements. Many talented cultivators cannot meet the requirements. Now after hearing Keito's words, his first reaction was, no
possible.
"It's absolutely not wrong, and judging from the fluctuation just now, it is still a third-level high-level mental power." Keito looked at Chen Tian on the stage, swallowed with some difficulty, and said.
Hearing this, Hong Ba shook his head and smiled bitterly. He thought he was a boy with unlimited potential, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated Chen Tian. He sighed and said: "It's true that Qian Lang died on the beach. That boy Chen Tian hid too deeply."
Already."
"Yes." Keito also nodded and sat back on the chair. At this time, the shock on his face had been replaced by excitement.
"What a strange hook. Do your ancestors make a living by fishing?" Chen Tian said with a relaxed smile after blocking Hunxin's attack.
After hearing Chen Tian's words, Hunxin flapped his wings again, flew back quickly, and stopped steadily in mid-air. He looked at Chen Tian coldly, feeling vaguely shocked in his heart. He did not expect that Chen Tian would be a pharmacist, and there were also
Of course, as long as everyone present has the same idea as Hun Xin, the young man in front of him is too perverted.
"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that your trump card is mental power." At this time, Hunxin had already put away his arrogance. After all, Chen Tian was a third-level high-level pharmacist. If it weren't for the use of secret techniques, his cultivation would be even higher than
Chen Tian is still far behind. In other words, Chen Tian's cultivation and talent are higher than him. In this case, does he still have the capital to be proud?
"It's a pity that you knew it too slowly." Chen Tian smiled and put away the Nameless Sword, obviously preparing to use his mental power to fight.
"That's not necessarily true. If you only have mental power, you are not my opponent." Hunxin smiled jokingly. Hunxin was not worried at all, but felt a little relaxed.
"Then what about this?" Chen Tian smiled and shrugged, shaking his right hand slightly, and saw a golden flame appear in Chen Tian's hand. The flame burned with blazing high temperature, but in Chen Tian's hand
But it didn't cause any harm to him.
"Fire spirit?" Seeing the golden flame in Chen Tian's hand, Keidou on the high platform was shocked to the point of numbness. The fire spirit was extremely difficult to find. Even he only had a second-grade fire spirit, and the one in Chen Tian's hand was obviously more powerful than the fire spirit.
The second grade is even higher, maybe even the fourth grade.
Hong Ba next to him smiled bitterly and shook his head. In his eyes, Chen Tian was becoming more and more mysterious. Now he had some doubts. Is Chen Tian really a child of a small family? If so, how could he be so so?
With tyrannical strength, can a small family cultivate such strong children?
"Huo Ling." At this time, Hunxin also retracted his contempt, and his face gradually became serious. Although he was just a junior student in the academy, he had a certain background and was not short-sighted in knowledge. The thing in Chen Tian's hand was
He knew very well what was going on.
"Is this Chen Tian really a child of a small family?" Thinking of this, Hun Xin couldn't help but have such doubts.
"Should we fight now or not?" Playing with the fire spirit in his hand, Chen Tian's mouth added a hint of coldness.
There was a cold look in his eyes, and Hunxin's anger that had subsided just now was reignited. Although Chen Tian's spiritual power had reached the third level and he also had a fire spirit, Hunxin was not a vegetarian.
"If you are so anxious, I will help you as soon as possible."
"Seventh-level inferior spiritual skill - Xuanbing Jue." The spear returned to its original shape in Hunxin's hands, and spiritual power was injected into it. Suddenly, dots of ice flowers appeared on the spear with looming cold air, and each ice flower contained an increasingly huge amount of ice.
With the continuous injection of Hunxin's spiritual power, the ice flowers began to extend like vines until they completely wrapped the spear, and the ice flowers were tightly connected together to form the ice spear.
Hunxin's eyes flashed with coldness, he glared at Chen Tian angrily, and yelled: "Kill!" After the words fell, Hunxin quickly pointed forward with his gun hand, and immediately, an extremely cold spirit erupted from the tip of the gun.
Power, those spiritual powers quickly condensed into ice spears in front of him, and bombarded Chen Tian with a terrifying momentum.
The corners of his mouth curved in a strange way, and Chen Tian's eyes were half-squinted as he looked at the terrifying ice gun in front of him, with a cold look flashing in his eyes.
"Whoosh", with a slight shake of his right hand, Chen Tian poured his spiritual power into the fire spirit. Immediately, the fire spirit seemed to have been added to firewood. The flames instantly became a little fiercer, making crackling sounds from time to time.
"Broken" his feet were slightly bent, and his hands drew strange patterns in front of him. Chen Tian raised his right hand slightly, and then suddenly pushed forward. The fire spirit in his hand met Hun Xin's ice spear with blazing heat.
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"Boom", one ice and one fire, one cold and one hot, the two collided together instantly. After the huge roar, there were waves of aftermath in the place where they just hit, and a thin mist appeared in the air. These were the melted ice guns.
The fog behind.
"Huh!" Chen Tian took a few steps back to take back Huo Ling, looked at Hun Xin in mid-air, and chuckled: "It seems you didn't eat when you came out today! Why do you have so little energy?"
Hearing this, Hun Xin began to laugh in the doubtful eyes of Chen Tian and many spectators, pointed the tip of his gun at Chen Tian, and said gloomily: "I thought it was so powerful, but it turns out it's just that. It seems like this
The boring game is about to end."
"Huh?" Chen Tian suddenly felt a very bad feeling in his heart. It seems that Hunxin still has some backup plans!
Seeing Chen Tian like this, the excitement on Hun Xin's face became even more intense. The pair of blood-colored wings behind him suddenly flapped faster, and the surrounding air was also stirred up, and a strong gust of air blew up on the competition stage.
Strong wind.
The long gown was being blown away. Chen Tian had doubts in his eyes, and at the same time he was even more wary. Look at the power, it seemed very powerful!
"Chen Tian, you are very lucky. I have never used this trick since I learned it. You are the first." Hun Xin licked his lips bloodthirstyly and said in a rather gloomy tone.
"Just use whatever tricks you have, I'm still afraid of you." Chen Tian curled his lips and replied without showing any signs of weakness.
Hun Xin laughed gloomily and did not answer. The pair of blood wings on his back flapped a lot faster, and the strong wind on the competition stage became a bit bit colder.
"Accept the trial, the seventh-grade superior spiritual skill - Black Ice Strike."
