Qiao Ye knew very well what Ji Wuyuan meant. The heritage of the four major academies was unimaginable, but it was not something that could be easily revealed, so...
Want to win!
Since the other party wants the four major academies to show their strength, then show it to the other party!
And the price of showing is...
The next day, the second round of battles also ended with three individual battles. There was no need for a team battle of five people. The Four Academy Alliance easily won the second round.
At the same time, seventeen teams were left at the end of the first day, and nine teams were left at the end of the second day. When the third day came, the competition finally became interesting.
The opponents that Qiao Ye and the others need to fight are the joint teams from the Northern Ningxue Dojo and the Shenmen Dojo. Or, to be more direct, the opponents actually represent the Tang State among the Twelve Martial Kingdoms. Both dojos and the Tang State have thousands of connections.
Inextricably linked.
As for Qiao Ye, he is obviously the target of the other party's quickest kill.
Because, Xian Yuran!
Xian Yuran is the prince of the Tang Kingdom, and his mother is the daughter of the master of the Ningxue Dojo. At the same time, Xian Yuran is also a disciple of the Shenmen Dojo, and is the most favored and focused disciple.
Before the competition started, the two teams met in front of the passage, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
The leader of the other team was a very strong-looking man with a young and mature face. The moment he passed by Qiao Ye, he suddenly spoke.
"I am Su Beimu from Ningxue Dojo." Su Beimu sneered: "If you are still a man, be the first to fight with me. I will make you understand who you cannot offend. Some things
If you do it, you have to pay the price."
Qiao Ye raised the corners of her mouth contemptuously, passed by the other party, and walked towards the passage.
Su Beimu turned around and said, "What? Don't you dare? Are all the people in you Blood Sea Academy cowards? The only thing your Blood Sea Academy teaches you is to put your head in your crotch, right?"
Qiao Ye stepped out with her right foot and suddenly hung in the air. She turned around and looked at Su Beimu.
Lin Ziyi, who was beside Qiao Ye, looked at Su Beimu sympathetically.
This guy said the last thing he should have said. If he was just provoking Qiao Ye, then it would depend on whether Qiao Ye was interested in talking to him, but he provoked the Blood Sea Academy...
"Su Beimu, right?" Qiao Ye turned back to look at the other party and said, "Not only do you have to pay a price for doing some things, but you also have to pay a price for saying something."
After Qiao Ye finished speaking, he turned around again and walked towards the passage.
"I'll wait for you in the fighting arena!"
When they arrived at the entrance of the passage, Qiao Ye walked out of the passage without consulting anyone else and was the first one to step on the stage.
Standing in the center of the arena, Qiao Ye folded his arms in front of his chest, waiting for Su Beimu to come out from the other side.
A huge water curtain appeared in the formation laid in the center, and Jin Baocai's plump figure soon appeared in the water curtain.
"After two days of fighting, everyone seems to be very familiar with these two people. On one side is a disciple of Ningbei Dojo, with a cultivation level of the fourth level of the Wuzong Realm, a martial spirit of the Earthly Ming level, and Su Bei, who is known as the Spear King of the North.
Mu, on the other side is Qiao Ye, who is currently number one on the Phoenix Young List, from Blood Sea Academy..."
Jin Baocai briefly introduced the combatants, and then disappeared with the water curtain, which also represented the beginning of the battle.
Su Beimu looked at Qiao Ye with a ferocious expression: "Do you know who Xian Yuran is? He is the grandson of our dojo master. From the moment you kill him, even if you are a student of Blood Sea Academy,
You are bound to die. The world is huge and no one can protect you. After all, Blood Sea Academy? An old-fashioned place, the so-called four inheritance places? Are you self-proclaimed? In the North, everyone only recognizes us.
Snow Dojo, today, I am here to accept your life on behalf of Ningxue Dojo."
"Have you talked enough nonsense?" Qiao Ye said indifferently: "Have you talked enough and hurry up."
"Since you want to die so much..." Su Beimu shouted in a low voice: "I will send you there now!"
The moment Su Bei's words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it forward.
On Su Beimu's wrist, there was a white bracelet. It was not made of jade, but made of solid ice. The moment Su Beimu raised his hand, the bracelet started to tremble.
The next moment...
The temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped by several points, and then, silvery-white frost mist continued to appear all around, pushing in all directions.
Click, click!
An icy voice sounded at this moment, and a large amount of frost appeared on the surrounding ground. It continued to spread in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it reached the direction of the city wall, and climbed up the top of the wall.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Wengcheng was completely frozen, and everything was covered with frost. Everyone on the wall could not help but tremble.
Su Beimu sneered at Qiao Ye.
This is his usual opening!
Ningxue Dojo is located in the far north of the North. It is a piece of ice that has never melted for thousands of years. Everything there is related to ice and snow, including cultivation methods, exercises and martial arts. Everything is related to ice and snow, and it is also rich in ice and snow.
Attribute martial spirit.
As for the Noble Phantasm in Su Beimu's hand, it looked like a Noble Phantasm that could create wind and snow on a large scale. The first thing the other party did was to freeze the entire Wengcheng. In this way, for those who were born in the North,
For Su Beimu, this place is equivalent to his home court.
"Now, I'll send you to hell!" Su Beimu waved his hand fiercely in front of him and said, "Icicles on the peaks!"
Boom, boom, boom!
The bracelet in Su Beimu's hand shone with light, and then, the ground continued to hear the sound of explosions, and huge ice spikes continued to stab out from the ground, coming towards Qiao Ye from all directions.
Qiao Ye stared ahead coldly until the ice spikes came to her and formed a circle.
Bang!
Qiao Ye stretched out her hand and flicked the Qianling Sword hanging at her waist.
The Thousand Spirit Sword, which was only one finger long, kept shaking, and then a crisp sword cry suddenly sounded, and there seemed to be fluctuations in circles around it, constantly pushing towards the surroundings.
Behind Qiao Ye, phantom swords appeared one after another, forming a circle behind Qiao Ye!
After a moment, three circles, large, medium and small, appeared, which were completely formed by swords standing in the air. The phantom swords were densely packed with thousands of handles.
Snapped!
Qiao Ye raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
The next moment, the thousand swords behind Qiao Ye began to fire wildly in all directions.
Boom, boom, boom!
Violent shattering sounds continued to sound. The phantom sword passed by and the ground exploded. The ice spikes that were pierced were shattered in an instant. Large areas of frost and mist covered the sky and covered the ground, covering all directions.