No one expected that the battle between Tao Zhan and Liuxiang Dan Sect disciples in the red arena would be so long.
The second competition in more than a dozen arenas had ended. Everyone stretched their necks and looked at the place where Tao Chan was fighting.
Zhang Xiao's loud shouts caused countless old people on the waterside pavilion to nod slightly, which seemed to wake up Tao Chan.
For many years in the competition, Yunjuan has been losing. What is he insisting on?
Tao Zai smiled slightly, glanced at Zhang Xiao, and thought of those two stories.
The black fireworks, in the pills controlled by Liuxiang Sect disciples, are like huge black insects, gnawing mercilessly at all times, Tao Zai's literary energy.
The Liuxiang disciple, who was at ease with the old god, looked at Tao Chan who had insisted, and often sneered.
For a long time, the muscles around the cheeks became stiff, and the Liuxiang Sect disciple's brows finally wrinkled slightly.
"I admit that you do consume some energy, but the competition is not just about who consumes more energy?"
The Liuxiang Dan Sect disciple finally couldn't help but speak, and before Tao Chan could speak, he suddenly shouted loudly.
"clumsy!"
With a crash, countless pills fell from the sky, and a light rain seemed to fall on the arena.
"This is the elixir I carefully prepared for the competition. Young Master of the Tao family, if you can hold on, I will admit that you are okay!"
The voices of the Alchemy Sect disciples who were unwilling to admit defeat sounded, and endless aura leaked out of the elixir.
Buzzing, the arena began to heat up rapidly, and in the billowing black smoke, the water vapor evaporated rapidly. This made all the disciples and students standing in the corridor feel dry in their mouths.
Boom, the fire rose, burning in the pure Wen Dao energy. Black smoke billowed and rushed towards Tao Chang's nose.
Cough cough cough... Tao Zai, who had little energy to begin with, was forced to kneel down on one knee by the huge energy brought by the fire. His eyes were blurry and his nose was full of snot.
Phew, there was a sound of wind, like a ghost walking among the fireworks and punching out.
Bang, Tao Zai's body kept shaking, as if he was about to fall to the ground.
"Have you finally started taking action?"
A hoarse voice sounded, and the white body in the black smoke did not fall down.
"you···."
At this moment, the Dan Sect disciples were stunned for a moment and looked at Tao Chan in disbelief.
If it were a normal person, he would have been knocked out by the smoke and his mind was confused. Why can this frail boy still stand?
"Well done, Senior Tao Chan!"
"Come on, Senior Tao Chan."
Voices of shouting echoed through the excited bodies of each student, and the clouds rolled into the lake and began to ripple.
"I once remembered that Zhenglan College had a formation."
While Zhang Xiao was muttering in a low voice, his literary energy suddenly surged and he started shouting towards the lake.
"Jingwei holds a tiny tree and will fill the sea. Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there..."
Um?
Countless students looked at Zhang Xiao in the corridor. Literary energy surged through their bodies. They all trembled as they read the classic text of Yunjuan Academy on the attic.
"Jingwei holds a tiny tree and will fill the sea. Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there..."
Then, Zhao Hei and Ye Qingni glanced at Zhang Xiao together, and their hearts suddenly became enlightened. A strong and powerful voice sounded, and the literary energy emerged and actually merged into Zhang Xiao's voice.
"Um?"
All the students seemed to suddenly realize it, but they didn't know whether it was the enlightenment, the loud recitation, or the classics in the attic.
All I know is that for a moment, on the Yunjuan Lake, the aura of literature and Taoism surged and became intense.
"Hey, Haoshengda Array has understood the supreme secret code of your academy again. Is this kid Zhang Xiao from Zhenglan County Academy?"
A man in Taoist robes was sitting in the waterside pavilion. His eyes shrank and he looked at the fat Dean Tao with some wonder.
"Hehe, it's him. I didn't expect that his voice would wake up many students. Alas, my good intentions in organizing this competition are not in vain."
The delighted dean Lao Huai stroked his long beard with a happy face.
"Dean, I think there is something wrong with our teachings. Otherwise, Tao Zhan, a member of the Tao family, would not be able to understand the contents of the secret code, but Zhang Xiao helped him. There must be a side to it that we don't know about."
Teacher Fan's pupils shook his head slightly and said seriously.
"Tao Zai, if that's the case, let's get ready to end it."
Looking at the majestic literary energy emerging on Yunjuan Lake, Liuxiang Sect disciples finally became panicked.
If Tao Chan, whose vitality had been depleted by himself, was replenished by this energy, it would be very bad.
Humming, without waiting for Tao Zai to speak, the grass-green body shuttled through the black smoke and firelight, and once again drove away the white body.
Bang bang bang, a dense sound resounded in the black smoke and light. The white figure was like a tumbler, unwilling to fall down.
"You..., what do you do?"
Looking at Tao Chan, whose eyes were already swollen and red and unable to see, the Liuxiang Sect disciple was shocked.
"Jingwei holds Wei Mu and will fill the sea..., fight!"
Suddenly, a strange power surged above the white body, and Tao Chan once again regained his fighting spirit.
Gu...
The Liuxiang Sect disciple swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt a little scared in his heart.
quiet!
At this time, everything around Yunjuan Lake was quiet. No one made a sound. They all looked at Tao Chan's thin body with admiration.
Whoosh, whoosh, the grass-green body launched another attack from a strange angle.
From this angle, even Tao Zai, who had both eyes intact, might not be able to defend himself.
What's more, now, Tao Zhang's vitality has been greatly reduced, and his eyes have been damaged by the fire and black smoke.
"Ten miles of scholarly atmosphere!"
A weak shout rang out, and the thin white body turned strangely, facing the Liuxiang Sect disciple.
This is?
This is the Zhengyang mentality of Yunjuan Academy, always face the enemy head-on!
Boom, countless cursive characters rushed out. At this moment, Tao Chao's body was filled with literary energy that came from nowhere, and unexpectedly hit the Liuxiang Sect disciple's body hard.
Bang, like a kite on a partition line, its grass-green body flew high.
Boom, a dull sound hit the arena, as if Yunjuan Lake was shaking a few times!
Poof..., a mouthful of blood spat out on the ground. The disciples of the Liuxiang Sect looked at the shaking Tao Zai in surprise, and asked in confusion as they were surprised and unwilling to accept it.
"Where did your vitality come from?"
"Get up and fight again!"
Tao Chan didn't answer. His thin body was shaking, but he still wanted to fight.
"You, crazy..."
The disciples of the Liuxiang Sect finally lost their timidity and looked at Tao Zai who was unsteady but still wanted to fight. He shook his head slightly and said speechlessly.
"I give up!"
There was a roar of applause.
Without the hysterical roars and praises, the momentum of Yunjuan students at this time was actually stronger than before.
Two students carried the Tao chopper and passed by Zhang Xiao, and a weak voice sounded.
"Thank you for your story about Little Doudou's Green Beans, and..., the loud sound formation at Zhenglan County Hospital, it's really good!"
"You're welcome. We are all classmates and should learn from each other."
Zhang Xiao nodded slightly. In fact, he had never thought that such a weak Tao Chan could understand the unyielding spirit and the will of the God of War in Jingwei's poems written by the ancestors of the Tao family.
"The last match, Mr. Qi versus Tianji Pavilion Wu Feng."
"Well, Mr. Qi? Among the legends, Mr. Qi is the strongest in Yunjuan."
"There are also Tianji Pavilion disciples, this must be very exciting."
Suddenly, the corridor regained its vitality, and countless students began to discuss in low voices.
"Master Qi?"
Zhang Xiao, Ye Qingni and Zhao Hei looked at each other with curiosity in their eyes.
Tao Chan once said that Mr. Qi was definitely a step ahead of him.
Even those disciples of the Immortal Sect who have high eyesight also admire this young master very much, but they don't know who this young master is.
The blue robes of the Immortal Sect are fluttering, like a weightless sky, ethereal and ethereal.
Above the shoulder, a white star was extremely conspicuous, and with a slight movement, the tall, somewhat yellowish face turned out to be extraordinary.
In the right hand, it looks like a compass on a blue star, but it is carved with characters, and the sky is full of stars. They are all very different, exuding an unfathomable aura.
"Mr. Qi, if you don't come up to the stage yet, are you afraid of my Tianji Pavilion Wu Feng?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked outside the ring. A fair-skinned young man wearing a golden robe and a golden crown on his head, Tianji Pavilion Wufeng, urged anxiously.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Wouldn't it be good to stand on the stage more?"
A crisp voice sounded, and Zhang Xiao was stunned and looked at Ye Qingni in surprise.