"The eighth level of fighting spirit, he is also the eighth level of fighting spirit." Shao Nansong's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth, and eight phantoms appeared outside him.
Wu Ying Baxu, this could only be accomplished by the ninth level of fighting spirit, but Shao Nansong actually achieved it with the eighth level of fighting spirit. He is the number one master of Fengyun Academy, and he truly deserves his reputation.
The exclamation sounded again, and everyone looked excitedly at the scene in front of them.
But Ling Chuxi shook her head, Shao Nansong would definitely lose.
"Broken!" Chu Jianyi finally let out an earth-shattering roar. The sharp sword struck down in the air, without any light or roar, but it brought heavy pressure to everyone. Everyone had a feeling.
Illusion, even the competition platform made of solid rocks under their feet could not withstand his sword.
Shao Nansong's figure paused and appeared clearly in front of people's eyes. The Wuying Baxu displayed by leapfrogging disappeared at the same time. Now Shao Nansong no longer has the coolness just now, with a look of embarrassment on his face, facing Chu Jian
Yi's sword seemed to want to hide, but he felt that he had nowhere to hide. He even didn't know how to block the long sword in his hand.
Seeing the edgeless sword magnifying infinitely in his eyes, Shao Nansong's feet softened and he fell to the ground.
"I surrender!" A surprising voice said.
The moment the voice fell, Wu Fengjian stopped half an inch in front of his forehead, and cold sweat instantly rolled down his cheeks.
The entire competition ground was silent. Shao Nansong was actually willing to admit defeat. The number one master among the students of Fengyun Academy, the eighth-level fighting spirit, and the proud man of heaven who possessed the martial arts and eight shadows, was defeated, and he was defeated in such an embarrassing manner!
Ling Chuxi was not surprised at all. With eight levels of fighting spirit, such a strong grasp of the opportunity, and such a strong ability to control the fighting spirit, there was no suspense in this challenge.
There was dead silence all around, and everyone looked at the stage, dumbfounded. Such an outcome was unpredictable by anyone. In their surprise and confusion, no one even noticed when Shao Nansong walked off the stage.
After everyone came to their senses, the audience was in a commotion.
"I won, I actually won! Chu Jianyi actually won! Is there something wrong?!"
"This is not true. My brother Shao!"
"Shao Nansong lost!"
"Is Chu Jianyi so powerful?"
There was already a sensation in the ring. Shao Nansong actually lost. Shao Nansong, who had never lost before, was defeated today by the unknown Chu Jianyi!
Chu Jianyi stood on the ring with a calm face. He turned to look at the ring, pointed his sword downward, and shouted: "Ling Chuxi from White Rock College, come up! I know you must be here too. Come up,
Come up!"
Ling Chuxi was stunned, why did this guy call her name first? You have no grudge against him, right? Why did several exchange students of the students call her name first?
"Come on up! Don't be a coward! Don't embarrass your White Rock Academy!" Chu Jianyi was still howling on the ring, waving the sword in his hand vigorously and howling. He who was screaming at this moment was the same as the one who just stood firm.
As solid as a rock, he looked completely different. He looked like a naughty child.
"This guy is so annoying! His words are so unpleasant!" The fifth princess clenched her fists angrily.
"I'll go up." Ling Yichen's face darkened and he was about to go up.
"No need." Ling Chuxi stopped Ling Yichen, "Others called my name, I just went up, don't worry."
"But..." Ling Yichen frowned, but the opponent is so strong, he should be at the eighth level of fighting spirit. Is there really no problem with Chu Xi's strength? He doesn't want Ling Chuxi to get hurt, he would rather be