He is really interested in the Sutra Collection Pavilion in the inner courtyard of Canaan College. Moreover, Elder Huo also reminded him, so he can no longer keep a low profile. Teacher Ruo Lin also hopes that he can help earn honors. After all, refining
Her ability in medicine is attributed to the alchemy department, while her ranking in the martial arts competition and her progress in cultivation are her performance as a class teacher.
"Where is your cultivation now?" Instructor Ruolin asked very curiously.
"Three-star Great Fighter!" Yan Qingyun said slowly, this was the cultivation he gradually showed.
"Three-star fighting master!" Ruolin said in surprise: "Great, it's finally a bit more reliable. Xun'er's nanny actually gave up the opportunity to enter the inner courtyard in order to wait for her brother Xiao Yan. This time, you can
Take good care of it.”
"Don't worry, I want the first place!"
Ruolin thought it was really possible, at least Yan Qingyun could defeat the same level of monks when he was a master.
"As long as you have confidence, there is only one person who is truly qualified to be your opponent in this year's trials!" Instructor Ruolin said solemnly.
"Is there a fighting spirit?" Yan Qingyun asked directly.
"Of course not!" Ruolin said angrily. Although the disciples in the outer courtyard are excellent, they cannot have fighting spirits.
"Then there is no opponent, my dear tutor, just wait until you are promoted to the Xuanji class teacher!" Yan Qingyun teased.
"You brat!" Ruolin rolled her eyes at him, but didn't say anything else. The game started soon, and there really weren't any new students worthy of attention this time.
In Canaan Academy, the inner courtyard is very valuable, but it also depends on who it is for. On the day of the game, tens of thousands of people gathered in the square.
"Yan Qingyun from the second class of the Huangjie class versus Director Lin from the first class of the Xuanjie class! The game begins!" The first match is against the opponent from the Xuanjie class.
"Boy, take the move!" Director Lin took out the spear in the ring, and in an instant, strong shadows roared across the sky.
"Fashionable!" Yan Qingyun's figure appeared in front of him fiercely and kicked him away. The fierce leg shadow kicked away the shadow of his spear and sent him off the stage.
"Class 2 of Huang Jie, Yan Qingyun wins!"
"So strong!" Xiao Yu said excitedly.
Instructor Ruolin smiled and said: "I'm afraid there are still people who don't want to be inferior to him, but they just don't want to compete!"
Xiao Xun'er smiled and said slowly: "I shouldn't be his opponent."
"Oh?" Ruolin said in surprise: "Not his opponent? This is not like you!"
Xiao Xun'er said calmly: "Just telling the truth!"
The more he understood the mysteries of heaven and earth mastered by Yan Qingyun, the more Xiao Xun'er knew how terrifying this person was, especially since he also mastered the powerful Qinglian Earth Heart Fire.
There is no suspense in the next match. Yan Qingyun's opponent will undoubtedly be defeated easily with one move. Even if the opponent is a great fighting master, no one can take his move.
"The first fifty people please enter!" Vice Dean Hu Qian's voice sounded: "The last final will be a melee. In this square, the longer you persist, the higher your ranking will be. You can use
Do you understand that we can use any means, even joining forces to fight against the enemy?"
"Big melee, I like it!" Yan Qingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then he would carry out his arrogance to the end.
"It's broken!" Xiao Yu said anxiously: "This Yan Qingyun has been targeted!"
After the rules were announced, everyone began to secretly join forces, and Yan Qingyun was obviously the one being targeted.
"There is no way, he is the strongest one, these people are going to eliminate him first!" Instructor Ruolin frowned slightly: "Especially since he has offended more than a dozen geniuses such as Bai Shan. Speaking of which, it is because of Xun'er!"
"Who makes our Xun'er so charming!"
Xiao Xun'er smiled faintly: "Those people are going to be in trouble!"
"The game begins!" Dean Hu Qian gave the order, and in an instant the whole place was filled with fighting spirit!
"Yan Qingyun! Fighting is not refining medicine!" Bai Shan roared: "Do it!"
More than a dozen people attacked Yan Qingyun at the same time. Even if he was a great fighting master, he might not be able to withstand the powerful fighting spirit of these people. Yan Qingyun snorted coldly and took half a step back, with his hands interlaced in front of him, his body like The crescent moon generally shows an arc, just like the dividing line in the middle of the Tai Chi diagram.
"Innate Qi!"
The domineering voice burst out brazenly, and the terrifying fighting spirit turned into the strongest and most yang spirit of the Nine Fives. It surged as ferociously as the sea. Whether it was the world of martial arts or the world of cultivating immortals, what was emphasized was the unity of heaven and man, and the unity of inside and outside.
The moment the Gang Qi ball exploded, it was covered with overwhelming indiscriminate force, and the ferocious Gang Qi blasted every one of the fifty people out of the venue.
"Wow!" In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar.
"one move!"
"What kind of fighting skill is this!"
With one move, he swept the whole field, and the top fifty people were not even within his reach.
"What a joke!" Instructor Ruolin thought he would be very strong, but he never expected that he would be so strong. Even Dean Hu Qian was stunned. It seemed that the explosive level of his fighting skills was at least earth-level. Fighting skills, but its secret is to continuously release fighting energy, which is indeed incredible.
"How to score this?" Dean Hu Qian couldn't laugh or cry. This kind of knockout competition is simple, but the problem is that there is no one left in the game, only one winner.
The domineering figure of Yan Qingyun in long robes has become the only god among the new students.
"The champion of this freshmen competition is Yan Qingyun, Class 2, Huang Class. There are forty-nine spots left for others to compete for. There is only one chance of entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the first place!"
"one!"
"one!"
"So fierce!"
"It's too cruel!"
The inner courtyard has always been in short supply. Normally, only the top fifty are eligible to enter. The opportunity to obtain treasures from the Scripture Pavilion is only available to the top five. Some people even wait for a while in order to enter the Scripture Pavilion to select treasures. Year, I didn’t expect that there was only one quota this time from the five quotas in the past.
After the game, Yan Qingyun came to the teaching building.
In the principal room of the outer courtyard, the spacious and bright room has bookshelves criss-crossed and filled with all kinds of ancient books, giving it a particularly scholarly atmosphere.
"Please come with me!" Hu Qian immediately opened the restriction here, slapped his palms casually a few times, a low rumbling sound sounded, and a dark passage appeared in front of him.
"Space barrier!" Yan Qingyun couldn't help but be amazed.
"Good eyesight!" Hu Qian explained: "The location of the Sutra Pavilion is actually in a small void opened by the dean. Entering from here can quickly enter the inner courtyard. But nothing major happened, even for me, the great elder. You can’t take this road either.”
"When entering the Sutra Pavilion, you have to go here naturally!"
After passing through the passage, we entered a small valley shrouded in space restrictions. Although this small valley is not big, the terrifying degree of the restrictions is comparable to that of the Fallen Demon Valley.
Except for the entrance, this valley is surrounded by cliffs on three sides. It happens to have an extremely wide open space, and ancient simple pavilions come into view.