After some elimination, these remaining disciples should all be at least intermediate spiritual masters and above. They can be regarded as rare young heroes in Fengyun Continent. Use Ruokan Novel Reader to read tens of millions of books
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Therefore, for the sake of a more reasonable selection mechanism, it is often the strong versus the strong, and the weaker versus the weaker.
Qing Kuang looked around and saw that the princes of the major cars who were regarded as the favorite candidates to enter the backyard passed the first round of competition easily as expected. These people all had pure family backgrounds and deep spiritual power. Almost all of them had already passed the first round of competition.
Consider Imperial College a steal.
"According to the school's practice, the second round of competition is a contest between those of equal strength."
Suo Wenming looked at the twenty-five outstanding disciples on the field, turned to Mu Liufeng next to him and said: [
"Teacher Mu, who are the top performers in the first round?"
"this……"
Mu Liufeng's tone was a little hesitant, and his expression became a little flicker. More importantly, Qing Kuang had vaguely smelled the slightest hint of danger in Mu Liufeng's unnatural expression.
"Reporting back to the principal, the best one is the fifth group...Feng Qingkuang, it only took half a breath to paralyze the opponent and make him unable to stand up again..."
There was an uproar in the square.
"Then who is the second place?" Suo Wenming looked sharply at the square and asked coldly with an emphasis on tone.
"Yes... Prince Fengyun Ao Moli only used about one-twentieth of the time of a stick of incense... which also made his opponent..."
"Then the first group of the second round will be Feng Qingkuang vs. Ao Moli!" Suo Wenming seemed to have no interest in how Ao Moli won, and ordered firmly.
Although it was not stated explicitly, including Qing Kuang himself, it was clear that Principal Suo was dissatisfied and angry with his disciples' cruel methods.
"I disagree!"
Before he finished his sentence, a kind-hearted man's voice sounded in the square. Although his attitude was firm, he still had an air of elegance.
"The level and strength gap between Feng Qingkuang and Prince Fengyun is too huge. If they really take action, their lives will be in danger.
Benevolence and righteousness have always been the purpose of Silanta Imperial College. This is an internal selection of freshmen, not a life-and-death killing. Ask the principal, this is absolutely not allowed!"
Nangong Jinsheng wore a long sword on his waist and said seriously as he walked up the steps.
"If you want to determine your opponent, I would like to team up with Feng Qingkuang and learn his clever tricks!"
"Benevolence and righteousness are the basis... Huh! So, what happens to the person who just cut off a person's limbs with one move?
Although our Imperial Academy is kind, we are by no means weak. Since he is a cold-blooded strong man, our Imperial Academy will also give him a place. As long as he can withstand the test, there is no need to fear the strength of his opponent!"
Suo Wenming murmured to himself, but in his eyes, he never looked directly at Feng Qing, who was under the stage.
When Mu Liufeng saw this, he gritted his teeth and persuaded Suo Wenming: [
"Principal, my subordinate Nu said frankly that what the Seventh Prince of Nanzhao said is indeed reasonable! Besides, judging from the subordinates' dealings with him, Feng Qingkuang is not only weak in strength, but even has very little spiritual potential.
Definitely no match for Ao Moli.
Let them fight, Feng Qingkuang will only die, the academy should protect the weak!"
Suo Wenming raised his hand and said:
"You two don't need to say more! Within the empire, the strong are respected, and among the races, the strong eat the strong. Since we are cold-blooded strong men, we must abide by these natural laws!"