Zhang Song’s reaction was nothing short of unpleasant!
In his sight, Xia Yan's figure suddenly became blurry, and the originally clear figure in front seemed to suddenly become distorted in the air.
Although his thoughts had not yet turned, Zhang Song's body had already made a move subconsciously. The long black stick in his hand instantly displayed a superb knife skill.
"Huhuhu~" The shadow of the stick made a dull whistling sound in the air.
Using a stick to use a knife is of course not as effective as using a knife, but the stick shadow in front of Zhang Song is still dancing like water. In the eyes of ordinary people, Zhang Song's stick shadow is simply invulnerable.
"puff!"
Xia Yan's body paused slightly in the air, and the originally blurry figure became clear again in front of Zhang Song's eyes.
At the same time, the long stick in his hand was also sent out, hitting the silhouette of Zhang Song's defensive stick. The black wooden stick in Xia Yan's hand moved forward slightly, and after making a muffled sound, his body then slightly retreated two meters.
"high speed!"
"The strength is also strong!"
"How is this possible? This Xia Yan..."
Zhang Song was shocked. He had just made contact with Xia Yan's long stick. Although it was only a brief contact, Zhang Song still felt Xia Yan's powerful power. That power shook one of his arms.
Somewhat numb.
Immediately afterwards, the speed of his dance stick also instantly slowed down.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the speed of his swing of the stick did not slow down, but Zhang Song himself knew very well that the movements of his right hand were numb due to the impact just now, and the coherence of the entire movement was greatly reduced.
Taking advantage of the gap where Xia Yan retreated two meters, a thought flashed through Zhang Song's mind and he bit his lip hard. Blood immediately flowed down the corners of his mouth.
"This Xia Yan's strength is terrifying! For the sake of Wanglong Academy, it seems I have to take risks!" Zhang Song glanced at him and said fiercely in his heart.
"I have to hurt him so that Dou Wanglong Academy can have a chance in the next two games. If not, even if I win this game, Gao Hai and the others will not be Xia Yan's opponents." Zhang Song had a fierce look in his eyes.
Flash, the shadow of the stick suddenly changed and enveloped Xia Yan's whole body.
After a brief fight with Xia Yan, Zhang Song judged that Xia Yan's strength was not as unbearable as he imagined. Therefore, he planned to injure Xia Yan so that Xia Yan would not be able to continue the next two matches. Or even if Xia Yan
If you can continue to compete, your strength will be greatly reduced.
Doing so would undoubtedly involve risks.
The staff nearby had been watching the two men's movements. If Zhang Song's assassin injured Xia Yan, they would probably be discovered by the staff, and then Purple Leaf Academy would directly win.
But at this time, Zhang Song could no longer care about so much.
On the high platform, Zhang Deshan could no longer sit still. He stood up from his seat and stared at the battle below. He originally thought that Xia Yan would be defeated instantly in the hands of Zhang Song, but now it seems that the scene
It was beyond his expectation.
Mr. Liu, Mr. Qi, Palace Master Mu, and the deans of various colleges also showed surprised looks.
"How does this Xia Yan practice?" Almost all the strong men who saw Xia Yan's movements had this thought in their minds.
The ordinary cultivators or ordinary residents around the square may not have seen Xia Yan's movements clearly just now. But how sharp are their eyes when it comes to these powerful Lingzong men in the stands?
"boom!"
The fight between Zhang Song and Xia Yan was not delayed, and the winner was decided in just a few breaths.
When Zhang Song waved his stick and shrouded Xia Yan in the shadow, Xia Yan just poked the wooden stick forward in his hand, as casually as a child poking a huge hornet's nest.
This stick directly penetrated Zhang Song's defense. The dense shadow of the stick did not stop Xia Yan's casual thrust.
Zhang Song's body also flew backwards, landed on the ground several meters away, and rolled some distance before stopping.
The ground made a "cha" sound.
Xia Yan, on the other hand, stood there, looking at Zhang Song flying backwards, with a smile still on his face.
"Just now……"
Although there was no expression on Xia Yan's face, his thoughts were moving rapidly, "When I attacked Zhang Song just now, I seemed to have understood something about my movement skills again. My movement speed and body shape just now seemed to be faster and more powerful.
I am more flexible and my muscles are more agile than before. It's just that Zhang Song's strength cannot pose a sufficient threat to me, otherwise I should be able to take the opportunity to understand more things."
Xia Yan couldn't help but sigh with some disappointment.
The moment his body started to rush out, an idea suddenly flashed in Xia Yan's mind. Xia Yan seemed to have captured something about the phantom movement. However, Zhang Song's strength was too weak to allow Xia Yan to capture those things.
Something is forced out.
If a late-stage Great Spiritual Master were to fight Xia Yan at this time, Xia Yan might be able to break through in one fell swoop.
"Anyway, it seems that there has been some progress. It is not as clueless as before." Xia Yannian turned around and left the field.
Zhang Song was also lifted up by Gao Hai and two others and walked out of the field.
"Hula~"
It was only then that the crowd around the square burst into cheers.
The battle between the two of them just now was too fast, and the battle was over before anyone could react. This victory was so easy that it was hard to believe.
Those who supported Purple Leaf Academy jumped up with excitement and screamed at Xia Yan and the three people present.
Some young women, dressed in colorful clothes, waved their arms and cast thousands of winks at Xia Yan. One person did not dare to make hot moves, but when there were more people, they didn't care.
"Purple Leaf Academy, Xia Yansheng!"
As the staff announced the results, the contest between Purple Leaf College and Wanglong College was over.
"Xia Yan, are you not going to continue competing with the students from Wanglong Academy?" The staff asked quickly when they saw Xia Yan turning around and leaving.
Although the victory of Purple Leaf Academy has been determined, the competition between the students from both sides is not completely over yet.
According to normal procedures, Xia Yan can continue to compete with Gao Hai.
"Yes, I don't want to compete anymore." Xia Yan said to the staff.
The strength of Gao Hai and Zhang Song is much worse than that of Zhang Song, and it will not help Xia Yan to improve his own strength at all. Therefore, Xia Yan does not plan to compete with them again, which makes no sense.
After the competition between Purple Leaf College and Wanglong College ended, the competition between Red River College and Mountain Peak College continued.
Both colleges are very strong.
Now, the two colleges have completed seven matches, with Red River College winning four games and Mountain Peak College winning three games.
Xia Yan from Purple Leaf College and Zhang Song from Wanglong College all returned to the high platform.
Next, the two colleges will wait for the competition between Golden Phoenix College and Huo Li College. Purple Leaf College will continue to compete with the winner of these two colleges.
In the end, the fifth place was decided. Wanglong College obviously had no choice but to compete for seventh place.
When the six students returned to the high platform, the deans of each college on the high platform looked at Xia Yan, and their eyes became obviously much more complicated.
Although Xia Yan is young, his strength is ridiculously strong.
"Liu Yun, how do you teach your disciple?" a dean asked with a smile.
Xia Yan had obviously not shown his full strength in the presence just now. The sharp-eyed dean and others had already regarded Xia Yan as someone who had stepped into the realm of a great spiritual master.
The fifteen-year-old great spiritual master, this...
The deans of various colleges must be very jealous.
"Haha, actually since Xia Yan entered Ziye Academy, I seem to have only given him guidance on cultivation once." Liu Yun stroked his beard and said with a smile.
Zhang Deshan, who was beside Liu Yun, trembled slightly, and his eyes swept over Zhang Song and the other three.
"Master, I am a useless disciple!" Zhang Song lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
"Dean Zhang Deshan, Zhang Song is also very strong, we have all seen it. However, Xia Yan is even stronger than him, so don't blame him." Mr. Liu looked at Zhang Deshan and said with a smile.
Although Zhang Deshan was unwilling to give in, he also knew that Zhang Song and the others could not be blamed for this. Xia Yan was much stronger than the three of them.
Zhang Deshan turned his eyes, looked at Liu Yun, and said to himself, "Old man, no wonder you always act like you don't care, it turns out you already knew it."
"Take a rest, you have a competition next." Zhang Deshan calmed down and said to Zhang Song and the others.
"Yes, Dean!" The three of them responded, then turned and returned to the square, waiting for the results of the competition between Golden Phoenix Academy and Huoli Academy.
"Xia Yan, are you only fifteen years old?" Mr. Qi, who was sitting above, looked at Xia Yan and asked.
Xia Yan looked at Mr. Qi. Although he didn't know who Mr. Qi was, to be able to sit with Mr. Liu, his identity was obviously quite extraordinary.
Xia Yan bowed slightly, and then said, "Disciple is fifteen years old. In one month, he will be sixteen."
Mr. Qi nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Looking at your performance in the square just now, it seems that you already have the strength of a great spiritual master, right?"
Mr. Qi himself is also a strong man in the Ling Sect, and his eyesight is no worse than that of Liu Yun and others.
Xia Yan knew that he couldn't hide it from these people, so he nodded and said, "This disciple has just stepped into the realm of the great spiritual master."
It has only been a month since Xia Yan entered the realm of the Great Spiritual Master. It is indeed considered that he has just stepped into it. However, the time it took Xia Yan to stabilize the realm of the Great Spiritual Master was extremely short.
Hearing what Xia Yan said, everyone on the high platform nodded.
They all believed in Xia Yan's words because, after all, Xia Yan was only fifteen years old, and it could not have been a long time since he entered the realm of the great spiritual master.
"Xia Yan, what are your plans after this exchange meeting?" Mr. Qi asked again with a smile.
As soon as he said these words, Mr. Liu burst into laughter.
"Xia Yan, Mr. Qi intends to recruit you. Hehe, Mr. Qi does not recruit people easily." Mr. Liu said to Xia Yan with a smile.
Xia Yan's heart trembled and he couldn't help but look at his master Liu Yun. Liu Yun had no expression on his face.
Immediately, Xia Yan knew how to deal with it. After thinking for a while, Xia Yan frowned slightly.