Zhan Fengyu smiled ferociously: "I heard that you are the number one genius in Spirit Sword Academy, but you are unlucky to meet me. If you have any last words, please tell me quickly, otherwise you will have no chance!"
"Have you finished saying your 'last words'? It's time to start!"
Yun Zhongtian smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"This is unreasonable! Yun Zhongtian, go to hell!"
Zhan Fengyu snorted coldly, and the killing intent around him surged.
There was a loud bang, and the clouds moved momentarily above the arena, and eight layers of red sky appeared. The powerful pressure condensed into a blood cloud and rolled down.
Zhan Fengyu stepped out, and the whole arena trembled. His right fist caused waves of spiritual power, making the void tremble wildly!
"Bloodthirsty Fist!"
Boom!
The blood clouds came down, causing his fist power to surge suddenly, as if a fierce hurricane was sweeping over him!
"Is this your strength?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded. Yun Zhongtian looked at the other party as if he were looking at a dead person, but he didn't see how to encourage him. The pressure around him suddenly surged!
Amidst the dull loud noise, the billowing blood cloud suddenly stopped in front of him, unable to move any further!
"How is that possible?"
Zhan Fengyu's face changed drastically and he was shocked.
"snort!"
Yun Zhongtian took a step forward, and the pressure around him surged again, and the tyrannical aura swept past. Zhan Fengyu screamed, and his body collapsed instantly, turning into a piece of flesh and blood and dying!
The sword trial square was completely silent!
After a moment of silence, there was a roar that reached the sky!
"Senior Brother Yun wins!"
"Senior Brother Yun is invincible!"
"He is worthy of being the number one genius in the academy. Senior Brother Yun's strength is simply unfathomable!"
The disciples of Lingjian Academy cheered endlessly, and they were all shocked by Yun Zhongtian's amazing cultivation.
Using only coercion, you can crush your opponent until his body collapses. What kind of cultivation is this? What kind of strength is this?
"Not bad, not bad!"
In the central spectator seat, Dean Qu Xinghai nodded slowly, smiled proudly, and was very satisfied with Yun Zhongtian's performance.
Over at Lei Ming Academy, Lei Lie shook his head and sneered, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Elder Ouyang, is this the kind of person your college sends? Why are they so vulnerable?"
"Zhan Fengyu can only be regarded as the weakest among these disciples. Yun Zhongtian is the number one genius in Spirit Sword Academy. Even if he wins, there is nothing to be proud of, right? The competition has just begun, everyone will wait and see!"
Ouyang Xi smiled coldly, without any disappointment or annoyance, or even any unexpected reaction.
The second competition started soon, with Xiong Feng from Tianwu Academy facing off against Xiang Jinpeng from Leiming Academy.
After the two appeared on the stage, they quickly began to fight. Since the strength of the two sides was not much different, it was difficult to tell the winner.
"Among these disciples, Yun Zhongtian is definitely a transcendent existence, but I don't know who is higher than the top geniuses of Tianwu and Leiming Academy?"
Beside the ring, Jiang Tian's eyes flashed thoughtfully.
In the competition just now, Yun Zhongtian's performance indeed lived up to his reputation as the top master in the academy. It's a pity that there are still too few such figures in the Spirit Sword Academy.
While Jiang Tian was concentrating on his thoughts, the winner of the second match was decided.
In the end, Xiang Jinpeng from Leiming Academy was superior and used powerful means to knock Xiong Feng from Tianwu Academy off the ring in one fell swoop.
Seeing this result, Ouyang Xi and Lei Lie smiled tacitly at each other, while Qu Xinghai frowned slightly, with a cold look in his eyes. Other than that, they didn't have much reaction.
The competition continued, with Luo Lin and Tu Qi from Spirit Sword Academy appearing one after another.
Luo Lin faced off against a master from Tianwu Academy. The two fought for dozens of rounds. Luo Lin used powerful swordsmanship to give the opponent a fatal blow, sending him flying out of the ring and killing him before he even landed.
Tu Qi's opponent came from Lei Ming Academy. He was a tall disciple with unusually long arms and legs.
Tu Qi was not short to begin with, but the other party was nearly two heads taller than him!
With this unique advantage, the opponent repeatedly neutralized Tu Qi's attacks, and also used some seemingly weird methods to pose a huge threat to Tu Qi, making Tu Qi roar and become furious.
Fortunately, Tu Qi finally showed his advantage and cut off the opponent's arms with his strong internal strength and ruthless skills, and finally killed him forcefully!
After the first few rounds of competition, Spirit Sword Academy unexpectedly had a clear advantage, which made Ouyang Xi and Lei Lie frown and look gloomy.
But thinking about the subsequent confrontation, they shook their heads and sneered, and their expressions became ferocious again.
Sure enough, in the next competition, the situation began to take a turn for the worse!
Most of the disciples from the Spirit Sword Academy could not last more than a few rounds and were quickly defeated. More than a dozen of them were killed on the spot, and only a few who were more lucky were kicked out of the ring. However, they were also seriously injured and their foundations were severely damaged.
I'm afraid it will be discontinued!
After more than ten consecutive defeats, the atmosphere in the entire sword trial square became dull and depressing.
"Slaughter! This is simply massacre!"
On the viewing platform, someone was trembling and muttering to themselves, their eyes full of fear and anxiety.
"I never expected that the Tianwu and Leiming Houses would be so powerful!"
"Not only is it powerful, it is simply terrifying!"
The thick smell of blood filled the entire square. Everyone looked solemn, and their hearts were full of shock and fear. Even the courage to cheer up was almost gone.
But in the competition between Tianwu Academy and Leiming Academy, the two sides had a tacit understanding. The one with the advantage just blasted the opponent out of the ring and never made a killing blow.
"Hahahaha! Dean Qu, what kind of disciples did your Spirit Sword Academy send? Why are they so vulnerable?"
Seeing the genius disciples of Lingjian Academy falling one after another, Ouyang Xi felt so happy that he shook his head and laughed endlessly.
"Hmph! Looking at the formations in the previous games, I thought that the Spirit Sword Academy was going to create a miracle. I didn't expect that the strength of these people in the back would be so poor. I wonder if you have found some mediocre disciples to make up the numbers!"
Lei Lie from Lei Ming Academy also shook his head and sneered, his expression slightly ferocious.
At the Spirit Sword Academy, all the elders had dark faces and extremely heavy hearts.
Those who participated in this battle were all real top talents. They were supposed to be the core force supporting the development of the college in the next few decades, but in less than half an hour, more than a dozen people died. The tragedy of the situation was simply shocking!
For Spirit Sword Academy, this is really a heavy blow!
Is there really such a big gap between his own disciples and Tianwu and Lei Ming?
Everyone’s faces were dark and their moods were as low as the bottom!
The situation has become very obvious. The Spirit Sword Academy has suffered heavy casualties, and there may not be a few people left after the first round.
The remaining Yun Zhongtian, Luo Lin and Tu Qi will definitely face the crazy strangulation of the two major academies. Even if they can reach the final round, they will pay an extremely heavy price!
But can they really go all the way and break through the obstacles of many talented masters?