"Why is Junior Lin Huang so stubborn? Can't he just smash the poor scholar out of the light curtain?" Chen Qiaoyan said in surprise.
Perhaps in response to Chen Qiaoyan's words, Emperor Lin was suddenly shocked. He held a sword in one hand and stepped back dozens of steps.
With his cautious eyes never leaving Ye Shaohan's figure, Emperor Lin suddenly shouted, his feet hit the ground, and the sharp air flow came out from the soles of his feet.
Therefore, Lin Huang's figure suddenly shot towards Ye Shaohan. The sword he held in one hand changed to holding the sword in both hands. The long sword in his hand seemed to be weightless, and he struck Ye Shaohan head-on from top to bottom.
There is something that becomes instinct and you don't need to think about it, your body will react. As if this battle has become an instinct for Ye Shaohan, his figure floats slightly to the side. For the first time, Ye Shaohan reveals himself in front of everyone.
His ghostly figure floated in the small room like a breeze.
For a moment, Lin Huang immediately lost Ye Shaohan's figure, and his long sword fell in vain. At this moment, Ye Shaohan was like a breeze that could not be caught.
His figure suddenly paused, Lin Huang closed his eyes, and his soul power surged out to catch Ye Shaohan's figure. After a few breaths, a smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of Lin Huang's mouth, and his figure moved again, with the long right hand
The sword broke away from the control in vain and shot forward, where Ye Shaohan's figure appeared in vain. In response, Lin Huang's figure fell back.
The long sword was extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, the husband arrived in front of Ye Shaohan. Under the so-called countless stunned eyes, the long sword suddenly penetrated Ye Shaohan's chest.
Wow, this figure was an afterimage. Only then did everyone realize that Ye Shaohan's speed had reached a terrifying level.
However, just now Lin Huang realized that this sword would be in vain, so Lin Huang suddenly swung his right arm, and the long sword shot towards the back. In an instant, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared in front of Lin Huang again.
At the same time, the long sword was also taken, and the body was strengthened again in vain. Emperor Lin had obviously hidden his speed just now, so in the blink of an eye, the long sword fell from top to bottom in vain.
Perceiving Ye Shaohan's movement route through soul power, he first pretended to think that the afterimage was Ye Shaohan himself, and at the same time forced out Ye Shaohan's figure according to the calculated route. Everything was in Lin Huang's mind in just a few breaths.
He had calculated it well. Therefore, when he struck the sword, a smile emerged from the corner of Lin Huang's mouth. There was no doubt that his calculation came true.
Not only Lin Huang laughed, but Chen Qiaoyan and others also laughed. This sword undoubtedly condensed Lin Huang's strongest blow.
Time seemed extremely slow at this moment, the sharp sound of breaking wind surrounded Lin Huang's ears, and the long sword fell on Ye Shaohan without any resistance. However, at this moment, a look of astonishment appeared on Lin Huang's face.
There was no blood splatter on his expression, and the only explanation was that the figure in front of him was still an afterimage.
The long sword failed, and Ye Shaohan's figure in front of him dissipated like a cloud of mist. An ominous premonition arose in Emperor Lin's heart.
After the afterimage disappeared, a curtain of light appeared less than half a meter in front of Emperor Lin. At this moment, Emperor Lin suddenly couldn't control his body shape.
The true energy circulated, and Emperor Lin's figure rushed directly into the light curtain. Finally, Emperor Lin's figure was submerged by the light curtain. At the same time, at the huge gate, Emperor Lin's figure emerged.
out.
In response to this, everyone was in an uproar. It all happened too suddenly. Emperor Lin, who had the upper hand, was defeated and left the room by himself.
"Wow." Not only the students in the stands were shocked, but also some instructors. Undoubtedly, Ye Shaohan's second afterimage just now was hidden from everyone.
Most people thought like Emperor Lin that it was Ye Shaohan. However, it was unexpected that Emperor Lin couldn't control his speed and rushed out of the room. It should be said that he had no time to control his body shape. For a moment, Emperor Lin couldn't control his speed.
, countless astonished glances were cast towards the room where Ye Shaohan was, where the sky was still full of people.
After the uproar sounded, Ye Shaohan's figure emerged from the room again, his eyes closed again, waiting for the next game.
After getting used to the soaring soul power, Ye Shaohan became more and more able to control every move of his body, and his mastery of the Wind Transformation Technique increased by several points.
"It's not bad, but I don't know when I will be able to enter the third level of the Wind Transformation Art." Ye Shaohan murmured softly. Just now, Ye Shaohan was clearly feeling the changes in his body, and did not take Emperor Lin's challenge to his heart at all.
Poor Lin Huang is still looking blankly at the door behind him, looking extremely lonely.
It only takes half a breath to change the outcome.
If it was luck the first time, is it still luck this time?
Stunned expressions appeared on their faces, and Chen Qiaoyan and Chen Qiaoyan were still immersed in the scene just now.
After a long time, Chen Qiaoyan murmured softly: "How is it possible?"
Being able to enter the Royal Academy is enough to prove her qualifications. On the surface, although Chen Qiaoyan was extremely disdainful of Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan's strange body just now shocked her.
"The high movement caused the afterimage to cause the opponent's hallucination. Finally, he used the opponent's sudden burst of speed to lead him into a deadlock and defeated the opponent without making a move. It was beautiful." Chu Sanjian praised sincerely.
Hearing this, Zi Ning's face was full of admiration, and she said with a smile: "Whether it is tactics or cultivation, Chen Meng's wisdom and ability have been demonstrated. It seems that the Dizi class is destined to rise in my hands."
Having said this, Zi Ning couldn't help but look at Chu Sanjian with pride, her pretty face full of pride.
Emperor Lin looked at Ye Shaohan lonely, and soon realized the mistakes he had made. Regarding this, Emperor Lin could not help but sigh: "I am not as good as him in terms of cultivation, and I am not as good as him in terms of combat experience."
Not only Emperor Lin was deep in thought, but the other students watching also had their faces full of thought, so the cheers from the audience fell silent.
In the fighting arena, Situ Fang and others who were fighting could not help but feel angry when they felt the silence in the audience. They had been fighting for a long time, but there was not even a single cheer.
A few moments later, the students who had been brushed off emerged from the huge light door one after another, each with a lonely expression.
The figures of the remaining contestants were once again submerged by the light curtain. For a moment, the attention of the entire audience was involuntarily aroused again.
"Since he was able to defeat Emperor Lin like this, his cultivation must be more than just the level of a spiritual master." Chen Qiaoyan murmured softly, holding her chin in her hand.
Hearing this, Huang Yinyin also said in a deep voice: "It is definitely the realm of a second-level spiritual master. That kind of body and speed cannot be easily achieved by a first-level spiritual master."
Regarding this, Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin both looked at each other and saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes. At this moment, they had to admit that they had underestimated this poor scholar.
Maybe he is really worthy of Ran Qian, this thought could not help but arise in their minds, but this thought was wiped out again.
Seeing the two whispering, Ranrou could not help but proudly waved her pink fist towards Chen Qiaoyan and the two, and giggled: "Now you know how powerful the scholar is, I have said before that the scholar is the most powerful, who is the Situ Fang you are talking about?
Definitely not as good as a scholar."
Hearing this, Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin both chuckled lightly but said nothing.
Although the two of them did not respond, their laughter explained everything. No matter how strong the poor scholar was, he was only a second-level spiritual master. How could he compare to Situ Fang, who was at the peak of his level as a second-level spiritual master.
In response to this, Ranrou couldn't help but exclaimed angrily: "You must know that Situ Fang was the one who did the test!"
"Xiaorou, stop talking." Ranrou was interrupted by Ranqian before she finished speaking. She turned her face away. Ranqian smiled lightly at the two of them and said, "Only facts can explain everything."
Ye Shaohan was also angry that Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin continued to ridicule Ye Shaohan. Therefore, she was too lazy to explain to them. Only the facts in front of her told them how stupid their behavior was.
"Yes, Xiaorou, you can't talk nonsense, let the facts prove it. Who is better than the other?" Chen Qiaoyan and the other two did not notice the anger in Ran Qian's words, and still chuckled.
In response, Ranrou could only wave her pink fist at Ye Shaohan with an angry face and shouted: "Come on, scholar."
The sound of sword sounds suddenly sounded, the light curtain on the entire fighting stage changed again, and the figures of Ye Shaohan and others also emerged.
Those contestants who knew that Ye Shaohan was a disciple of the Dragon Tigers all prayed not to encounter the evil star Ye Shaohan. Even Situ Fang was also praying not to encounter Ye Shaohan.
The figure emerged, with his feet on the ground. Situ Fang looked forward with a smile. He wanted to see which unlucky guy met him. However, at this glance, Situ Fang's figure shook, and his smile
Also solidified.
At the same time, at the observation deck in the distance, Chen Qiaoyan and others looked quite surprised. After a few breaths, Chen Qiaoyan chuckled and said: "Facts will prove everything, won't they?"
A joking expression emerged, and Huang Yingying looked at the room where Situ Fang was with a smile on her face, strongly agreeing with Chen Qiaoyan's words.
The people in the stands were also in an uproar, looking expectantly at the room where Situ Fang was. At this moment, Situ Fang finally enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.
If Situ Fang was given a chance to choose again, he would rather go to another room. He raised his eyes slightly, and in Situ Fang's sight, a thin figure emerged.
The figure was so thin that it could be blown down by a gust of wind, but the figure gave people the feeling of being like a big mountain, unshakable.
Ye Shaohan's slightly thin face also appeared in Situ Fang's sight. While Situ Fang was looking at Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan was also looking at Situ Fang.
Seeing Situ Fang's gloomy face, Ye Shaohan showed an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "There is no need for introduction between you and me, let's get started."
Originally, it was definitely possible to hit the top three with Situ Fang's strength, but at this moment, this chance is almost zero.