Kong Jiahui is here, and he attaches unprecedented importance to the kid-like opponent in front of him. He can’t ignore it. Two companions on the reserve list were defeated by this sixteen-year-old kid. I don’t think he is better than the two companions on the reserve list.
No matter how strong he is, he has only made a breakthrough in his realm recently, but the kid in front of him has endless tricks.
Damn it, you can make gestures with both hard and soft things. What's going on? Doesn't it mean that your ability lies more in your sperm? Freak!
Xinning was so excited that even his opponent Kong Jiahui could feel it, which made Kong Jiahui in front of him feel very excited. What does this guy mean? I am a dope?
Yes, Xinning is really excited. His opponent's artistic conception of fire is higher than his own. He likes it. He always feels that fighting is for improvement. An opponent who is too weak is a waste of time. This guy's artistic conception of fire is higher than his own. He must do well.
Feel it. At this time, he had long forgotten that he had deposited a demon pill worth one million purple gold coins.
Kong Jiahui's explosive artistic conception of 6,200 kilograms of fire knocked back Xinning, which carried the powerful seventy-reprint, by a dozen steps. The artistic conception is really difficult to calculate. Come again...
Seventy-one reprints, Xinning was knocked back seven steps.
Seventy-two reprints, Xinning was knocked back three steps.
Seventy-three reprints, Xinning was taken a step back.
Xinning's fire spirit power has reached the limit of sixty-one reprints, and the wind spirit power has been added to the limit of twelve reprints. It cannot be added anymore. If the fire spirit is added, the momentum will be weak and the artistic conception will be weakened. It is better not to add it. Two-horned Bear
The momentum I feel in my body is not enough at this time.
Black Crow Beast, yes, that overwhelming fire, overwhelming... Xinning transformed into Wandering, while feeling the opponent's artistic conception, while recalling the overwhelming fire of Black Crow Beast, the second layer of sword wind and clouds changed color, and the sword waves rolled.
What do you have...
How can the sword have waves? There are twelve fires, and I have the power of wind. Once the wind separates the fire, the strength will weaken, but if each 6,200 kilograms of wind and fire seals hit the opponent continuously...
Kong Jiahui was depressed. Although he used his powerful artistic conception to make Xinning's Yun artistic conception dangerous, he liked the collision of forces and came.
Before the stick arrived, there was a collision of momentum. Xinning reluctantly divided the fire into two streams. The first wave was slightly weaker and collapsed, and the second wave followed suit. Finally, they were evenly matched. The broadsword and the stick collided immediately, and Xin Ning was evenly matched.
For the first time, Ning was not shaken back. Kong Jiahui was depressed. What was wrong? Could it be that he was tired, his strength had declined, or his momentum had weakened, and he would try again.
"Bang!" They were still evenly matched, but this guy's momentum had changed and his strength was reduced. Kong Jiahui felt it accurately. There was no reward.
After dozens of collisions, Xinning became more proficient.
"Damn it! With all this effort, this kid is no less powerful than me. Huh! I'm stronger than you internally, can you beat me?" Kong Jiahui's depression was laced with a trace of happiness and thoughtlessness.
I am shameless for relying on my inner strength to win, because my opponent is only sixteen years old. Hey! I sighed in my heart, this little guy is really a genius, he is not as good as me.
Kong Jiahui's internal power is stronger than Xinning's, but not by much. Xinning has two spiritual power seeds. It can still withstand five to six hundred rounds.
After three hundred sticks, Xinning felt that he would split one more way, otherwise he would lose sooner or later. It was very difficult. Yes, people have their limits. Xinning had just mastered the power of splitting fire. Although he was familiar with one point and two, he forced it!
Xinning really managed to squeeze out one line, and the third one that finally squeezed out was pitifully weak.
"Bang!" Kong Jiahui flew out of the ring, and even the audience was surprised.
"Kong Jiahui is a fool, damn, I can buy him to win," said a student.
"Yeah, why did he suddenly fly off the ring? It can't be true..."
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Kong Jiahui could hear that he was suffering. Damn, this kid had another weak aura. Yes, Kong Jiahui could feel it himself, but he had no chance. It was like a sledgehammer suddenly hit him.
You are so powerless. Damn it! You are making sarcastic remarks. If you have the guts, try it for yourselves, hum!
Xinning sat down on the ring, as if he had no strength at all. He was a little scared at this time. If the stick didn't knock him out of the ring, how could he resist? He could only admit defeat. Yong Yun's artistic conception was more stable.
, consume him to death.
I made a million bet on my demon pill! This guy, I remembered my bet at this time. There is still one more game, so you must be steady. You have to rest, get enough rest. At least there is still more
Half an hour.
The last opponent, Chang Hualong, was not relaxed at all. When he encountered Liu Yiyun's silk satin, it seemed that there was more than half an hour left. Xinning thought sadly and went into the rest area.
Chang Hualong's long whip is really like rolling waves, with endless momentum, and Liu Yiyun's silk satin is also a soft weapon. The artistic conception of the two is similar, but Chang Hualong's long whip is more powerful. Fortunately, Liu Yiyun's force-relieving skills
Very mature.
Chang Hualong is only forty-one years old. He has made a breakthrough in his artistic conception not long ago. He is preparing to make a blockbuster and shine in this year's competition. He is indeed very brilliant. So far, he has not lost a game and won every game. After all, his state is
Although it is a bit tricky to be superior, weapons are also part of the battle, so...until I met Liu Yiyun.
Liu Yiyun also held a breath in her heart. Yes, she was angry with Xinning. Liu Yiyun, who was extremely angry, didn't want to lose again, so she accepted her fate when Xinning came out. To be honest, even though she lost, she was convinced.
He is so much younger than me, and his combat power is so terrifying. I am really not as good as him. But now there is Chang Hualong. Even though he is so powerful, am I worse than him? Huh! I will kill you.
Liu Yiyun's artistic conception is really difficult to deal with. As long as she is not much taller than her, she will restrain her regardless of speed or strength. Unfortunately, Chang Hualong's overwhelming momentum can't help Liu Yiyun. After more than a thousand rounds, Chang Hualong can't stand it anymore.
To be honest, if his artistic conception really reaches the second level, his aura alone can overwhelm his opponent. Then Liu Yiyun might not be able to hold on for ten rounds, let alone more than a thousand rounds. In fact, his artistic conception is only through special
The weapon was barely displayed, not much stronger than Liu Yiyun's, and Chang Hualong was thrown off the ring. Liu Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Xinning played with the artistic conception of the cloud again, which made Chang Hualong upset and angry. Xinning made two waves with one stick. Chang Hualong was only a moment slower to react and flew off the ring. It was smoother than expected. Yes.
Yes, his Yunjingjing improved by leaps and bounds, his stick was able to hit two waves smoothly, and Chang Hualong's pseudo-two-layer sword (whip) no longer had as much pressure as he thought before the game started. After only one hundred rounds, the battle was over.
Xinning didn't want to take risks. He thought about his bet. After all, it was related to Yun Yi and his own blue sky dream. Moreover, Chang Hualong was similar to Liu Yiyun. Without excitement, he needed to end this meaningless battle as soon as possible.
Xinning was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. The rewards were generous. He also received a special award, a total of 800,000 purple gold coins, and a defensive mid-level inner armor. Of course, he was also officially informed that the two words were temporarily cancelled.
He became a real reserve samurai. Including him, there were only four in the academy, not counting temporary reserve samurai.
Of course, there was an episode. When the staff asked him whether the special prize would be to become a real backup warrior or five hundred thousand purple gold coins, Xinning answered without hesitation, gold coins! When Xinning happily held the
After the reward is gone.
The top management of the college met. This kind of choice has not happened for thousands of years. The final result of the discussion was that such students are not real backup warriors. Everyone will suspect that there is something fishy in the college, so they should pass. Of course, most of them know that there is a monster in Xinning.
If you want to support him, many people still sympathize with him.
Xinning was very surprised when he heard the news, and he was also very grateful to the college (such gratitude may be the college's greatest hope). He personally thanked the old dean, who made him familiar with this old comrade.
Xinning has become rich. Everyone in the college knows that a little samurai has won 10 million purple gold coins in gambling. Bai Xiaohui and Kong Jiahui were encouraged by Liu Yiyun to treat Xinning. The eldest sister has spoken, and the two big men also know
Xinning has become a real backup warrior. We will come to Xinning together when we have many dealings in the future.
Just as Xinning, Youlan, Qu Mingxin, Zhang Manqing, and Qin Lijie gathered together to prepare for departure, Liu Yiyun said head-on: "Why, junior brother (they only call each other junior brothers when they become real backup warriors) don't even bring guests with them."