Ye Shaohan, who was practicing, was also awakened. He looked at the void with a little surprise. The four powerful auras made Ye Shaohan feel a tremor in his heart. They were definitely the auras of Lingzong realm warriors.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, a huge shadow appeared in the void, vaguely showing that the shadow was a platform.
Four swords fell from the empty platform in vain. Immediately, the four swords were inserted into the four corners of the jade platform. In the astonished eyes of everyone, the platform above the void suddenly fell downwards.
A sharp hissing sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a platform larger than the jade platform fell directly towards the jade platform. However, when it was tens of meters away from the jade platform, the platform suddenly stopped.
The entire platform is crystal clear, and what is surprising is that the platform is divided into small rooms by countless light curtains. Obviously, this is the martial arts platform.
Four tornadoes suddenly emerged from the hilt of the sword, supporting the huge fighting platform. The tornado also rolled up the snow on the jade platform, and for a while, snowflakes were flying in the entire void.
A breath of vicissitudes of life spread out from the martial arts platform. The freshmen were undoubtedly shocked by this scene, and the majestic scene was always vaguely floating in front of their eyes.
Standing up, Ye Shaohan stared at the martial arts platform suspended in mid-air, and murmured softly: "This breath?"
"It's the breath that belongs to the fourth generation." Fire Qilin's deep voice slowly sounded in Ye Shaohan's mind. Hearing this, Ye Shaohan also nodded.
"It seems that the martial arts platform and the sword tower are both left behind by the Fourth Generation. They were removed first to prevent those guys from noticing." Fire Qilin floated in Ye Shaohan's mind, and soon the voice of Fire Qilin disappeared.
Leng Xuan looked around, then she suddenly jumped to the ground and onto the martial arts stage. Her dress made a buzzing sound, and countless scorching eyes from the audience were cast away.
The front end of the fighting stage was not blocked by the light curtain. Therefore, Leng Xuan's figure floated down here very lightly, her feet landed on the ground, and Leng Xuan said in a deep voice: "Teacher, take your place, invite all contestants to enter."
Several figures immediately jumped out from the Xiu Xiu instructor stage. They were Chu Sanjian and Zi Ning. Ten instructors were suspended in the sky above the martial arts stage.
At the same time, hundreds of figures emerged from where the stands were. The height of tens of meters was extremely easy for these proud men, and they all used their light bodies to leap onto the fighting platform.
Where Class 1 of the First Class Dizi was located, the faces of those who signed up were full of confidence. Amid the encouragement from some female students around them, they jumped off the high platform and ran towards the martial arts stage.
Xiao Ziyun stood up slowly and looked thoughtfully at a certain direction in the stands, where Xiao Yan was evidently located.
"Let's go." A slender hand lightly patted Xiao Ziyun's shoulder, followed by a calm voice. Xiao Ziyun's face was filled with joy, and when he looked back, it was Ye Shaohan.
"Yeah." Xiao Ziyun also smiled, and immediately the two of them took a step forward at the same time, spanning several meters in one step, both feet suddenly kicked, and their bodies jumped lightly onto the martial arts platform.
After a few breaths, hundreds of figures stood in the empty space of the fighting platform. Ye Shaohan and Xiao Ziyun stood casually among the crowd.
For a moment, all the eyes of the audience were focused on those figures. It was only after no more figures jumped out of the stands that Leng Xuan said: "I would like to declare again that during the competition, no fatal blows are allowed. If you are discovered, you will not only
In order to accept failure, 10,000 royal points will be deducted. You can see that the entire fighting stage is divided into countless small rooms by light curtains. As long as you can force others out of the room, you will win. Leng Xuan is here
I wish you all good results in this martial arts competition." After saying this, Leng Xuan smiled gently, tiptoed the ground, and walked lightly toward the instructor's stand in the stands.
The participants who had deducted 10,000 royal points frowned secretly. Now they naturally know the role of this royal point.
"Okay, everyone, prepare for a few moments. The fighting will begin soon." Above the void, Chu Sanjian's figure slowly fell in front of everyone.
Hearing this, everyone put their minds aside and adjusted their state to the best. In their view, this was not just a simple martial arts fight, it was also related to their future. If they achieved good results in the martial arts fight, they would definitely be in trouble.
They will receive key training from the Royal Academy. Unknowingly, a large area of land was cleared around Ye Shaohan and Fatty Xiao.
Naturally, some of the freshmen knew that Ye Shaohan was the Dragon Tiger student who had been promoted exceptionally. Therefore, these freshmen looked at Ye Shaohan with a hint of helplessness in their eyes. Obviously, they were not destined to be the martial arts champion this time.
Compared with Situ Fang's high-spirited appearance when performing the show, Situ Fang also looked listless at this moment. He kept praying in his heart not to encounter the evil star Ye Shaohan.
After that episode of "Previous Life and Present Dream", the eyes of everyone in the audience were more or less directed towards Ye Shaohan. They were curious about what achievements this new student who had achieved perfection in piano art would achieve in martial arts?
On the observation deck, Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin both looked at the martial arts platform with expectant expressions. Ye Shaohan's piano music just now undoubtedly trampled their so-called vision into nothing.
The sharp difference in Ye Shaohan's performance before and after made them feel like they were being tricked, and now the two of them wanted to see how long this poor scholar could last?
Facing the gazes of the audience, Ye Shaohan did not react at all. His face was always so calm, and his eyes looked at the martial arts platform at his feet with a profound look.
Soul power surged out like water. Ye Shaohan could very clearly feel that there was a sword intent that he was very familiar with in the center of the martial arts platform. It was the sword intent that belonged to the fourth generation. However, that sword intent disappeared and appeared.
, making it impossible to catch.
Instead, a trace of nervousness appeared in Xiao Ziyun's eyebrows, sweat gradually oozed from his palms, and his breathing became rapid.
In the past, there had been many sleepless nights longing for the arrival of this genius, longing to stand on this coveted martial arts stage. Fatty Xiao had been waiting for this day for too long.
Standing on the martial arts stage is not only an affirmation of one's past efforts, but also declares to the world: "I, Xiao Ziyun, am by no means a waste."
Ye Shaohan raised his eyes slightly, looking at the cold sweat on Xiao Ziyun's forehead, and smiled softly: "There is no need to be nervous, as long as you believe in yourself, you will be successful."
Hearing this, Xiao Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, nodded slightly to Ye Shaohan and said, "Well, I believe I can do it."
After gently patting Xiao Ziyun's shoulder, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes and rested his mind. For a moment, the entire stand suddenly became quiet, fearing that the noise would affect the contestants.
Looking at Ye Shaohan who was concentrating with his eyes closed, a touch of emotion flashed in Xiao Ziyun's eyes, there were still people in the world who supported him.
A few moments later, Chu Sanjian spoke again: "The time has come, everyone, be ready."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Sanjian raised his sword finger slightly, and immediately dozens of sharp sword energy shot out from his fingertips, followed closely by dozens of sharp wind-breaking sounds.
Dozens of sword energy sank into the largest light curtain at the front, and like gravel falling into a calm lake, the entire light curtain immediately changed.
The brilliance flowed, and under the gaze of countless eyes, a huge door emerged. The door looked like an unsheathed sword.
"Condensation" A deep voice floated out from the door. For a moment, the players present looked eagerly at the glorious door. This door is called the Gate of Honor in the Royal Academy.
Everyone's eyes became eager. Only winning the martial arts championship can prove who is the well-deserved new king.
Strength is the rule of the mainland, so being able to achieve good results in this martial arts gathering place is enough to prove its potential.
Therefore, every battle is extremely important in the Royal Academy. Dean Nian Samsara, who was sitting on the instructor's desk, also had a dignified look in his eyes at this moment, looking calmly at Ye Shaohan and others.
"The martial arts competition has officially begun. Competitors please enter." Chu Sanjian removed the sword energy from his fingertips and turned to Ye Shaohan and others.
Hearing this, everyone who had been waiting for a long time jumped towards the gate. The distance of only tens of meters was reached in the blink of an eye, and dozens of figures immediately disappeared into the gate.
The flowing brilliance also drowned everyone's figures. Ye Shaohan looked up at the huge door, turned away and smiled at Xiao Ziyun: "Come on."
"You know how." Looking at Ye Shaohan, who was like the brightest star in the sky, Xiao Ziyun also smiled.
Patting Xiao Ziyun's shoulder, Ye Shaohan put his hands behind his back and walked toward the door in an extremely elegant manner. With every step he took, the sharp aura on Ye Shaohan's body dissipated.
Every time Ye Shaohan took a step, he attracted the attention of everyone. When Ye Shaohan stepped into the door, Ye Shaohan looked like an ordinary person.
Looking at Ye Shaohan's disappearing figure, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Ziyun's mouth, and his eyes looked around, as if telling everyone around him: "Today, Chenmeng will definitely let you know what it means to be a genius."
Feeling happy about his friend's achievements, Xiao Ziyun also had a look of expectation in his eyes. He stepped suddenly with his feet and jumped towards the door, finally falling into the door.
Above the martial arts platform, Zi Ning smiled at Chu Sanjian and said, "Are you interested in making a bet?"
"What kind of bet?" Chu Sanjian asked in surprise. Then when he saw the proud look on Zi Ning's eyebrows, Chu Sanjian also reacted and said bitterly: "Don't you want to bet on who will win the martial arts championship?"
"What do you think?" The beautiful eyes under the long eyelashes were full of smiles, Zi Ning wiped her lips and smiled.
"I'm not that stupid." Chu Sanjian rolled his eyes at Zi Ning angrily. The champion of this martial arts fight was obviously Chen Meng. The spiritual master's peak strength was to sweep the freshmen.
Not only Chu Sanjian had such a thought, but even Ran Qian, Situ Fang, Xiao Yan and others also guessed the same. Tonight's martial arts fight undoubtedly belongs to only one person's stage, Ye Shaohan's stage.