Ji Yi left the ring with great disappointment and unwillingness.
Facing Ye Weiyang who defeated him easily, he no longer had the courage to take action.
He knew very well in his heart that the moment he stepped off the stage, the glory of the top ten has been completely closed to him.
Luck is really bad.
He thought with great regret.
Lin Zhennan and others in the stands also had gloomy expressions.
Their lineage was once attached to the Zhan Tianhou Mansion and developed in Fengyu Province. After Zhan Tianhou was convicted and his family was confiscated, they immediately gave up their principles and begged for mercy. Finally, they were saved by some big figures in the empire. Now they are desperately trying to save their lives.
He wanted to seize the opportunity and replace the former glory of Zhan Tianhou.
Lin Yi is a genius cultivated by this family.
I wanted to be in the top ten in this competition.
This is the first step for this lineage to achieve glory.
But before this step was completed, he fell under Ye Weiyang's sword.
Lin Zhennan was angry and resentful.
But Ye Weiyang is, after all, a priest of the Lord of Sword Temple, and is not someone he can challenge, so he can only swallow his anger.
The cheers and cheers all around were so harsh to the ears of the Lin family.
On the stage.
Ye Weiyang was like an elf falling from the divine realm to the human world, elegant and beautiful, smiling and saluting the citizens in the surrounding auditorium.
So the cheers became even louder.
Lin Beichen in the locker room was very dissatisfied when he saw this scene.
"It doesn't make sense. Ye Weiyang is also very fast. She is only three or four seconds ahead of me. Why doesn't everyone scold her? She is indeed a bunch of stupid and troublesome people."
Lin Beichen said bitterly.
After a brief derivation of the Xuanwen formation, the two sides of the next match have also been displayed on the Xuanjing screens everywhere.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Han's unlucky luck is really..."
Lin Beichen was speechless when he saw the matchup list.
Because Han Fuhua's opponent turned out to be Lingchen, the proud daughter of Ling Mansion.
this……
It's cool.
In the stands, the seating area of the Third College, where Liu Qihai and others were leading the teaching team, also had a dark vision.
Although Han Fulai has been able to reach this point, which has far exceeded expectations, but who doesn't want a miracle to be born?
But in the early morning, how can there be a miracle?
When I walked out of the corridor in the early morning, the whole audience burst into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami, second only to Lin Beichen's appearance and exit before.
Many citizens had only heard that Chen Chen was the most beautiful girl in Yunmeng City, but not many had seen Chen Chen. When they saw her now, they couldn't help but be stunned.
The beauty of the early morning is definitely something that cannot be fully shown in the pictures taken with various formations.
Only when you see her with your own eyes will you understand how beautiful a girl can be.
It is a kind of noble, cold, and otherworldly beauty.
It is completely different from Ye Weiyang's elf-like cheerfulness and beauty with a healing smile. The beauty in the early morning is aggressive and crushing to the extreme. People can't help but think about it in front of her.
I want to surrender and want to die for her.
When she stood quietly on the ring, she was like a flawless flower of ice and snow blooming in the troubled world, swaying lightly in the wind.
Unknowingly, such an otherworldly and peerless beauty made the originally extremely noisy arena battle hall suddenly quiet down.
Everyone held their breath.
It was as if he was afraid that any noise he made would disturb the pure girl on the stage who looked like a goddess from the gods.
Even though Lin Beichen never wanted to have anything happen to Chen Qing, at this moment, seeing the cold-faced girl standing in the middle of the ring, he still felt a 'heartbeat' feeling.
Han Fuhua, standing opposite Chen Chen, felt like he had become a complete foil.
No, it's not even a foil.
It's like a dispensable decoration.
"Classmate Ling, please."
Han Fuli calmed down and raised his hand to perform a standard swordsman's salute.
Chen Qing nodded slightly but said nothing.
This is her habit.
Except for Lin Beichen, she rarely talked to anyone else.
Han Fuli didn't take it seriously. He pulled out the long sword with his backhand, circulated his profound energy, and made a [Mountain Moving Sword Technique] starting gesture. After a slight pause, he signaled and launched his attack directly!
What he awakened was the mysterious energy of the earth element.
Strong and powerful, he is best at defense.
[Moving Mountain Sword Technique] is a set of sword techniques specially selected and taught by the Third Academy for Han Fuhui after he awakened to the mysterious energy. It is most suitable for the training of warriors with the earth element mysterious energy attribute.
A sword thrust out.
The sound of landslides appeared.
Although this set of swordsmanship is only a two-star swordsmanship, it is quite magical. It is a set of swordsmanship based on defense and then attack. Each sword only exerts seven points of force. Once it is counterattacked, the offensive force will also be reduced.
It instantly turns into a defensive force. The stronger the attack, the stronger the defensive force becomes, until the limit of the defense is broken.
In the early morning, the sword was unsheathed and he attacked.
Ding ding ding!
The shadow of the sword collided, bursting out a stream of dazzling sparks.
Han Fuhua only felt that the impact force coming back from the long sword had been increasing continuously since the first impact.
This feeling was like the continuous waves stacking together and finally gathering into a giant wave of tens of meters, giving the illusion of being photographed and submerged in him in an instant.
He tried his best to use the [Mountain-Moving Sword Technique] without taking a step back, gritting his teeth and holding on.
Ding ding ding!
The sword light rolled.
The ordinary citizens in the audience only saw the two sword lights clashing continuously, and could hardly catch the two figures.
This wonderful scene lasted for about twenty breaths.
Han Fuhua felt that half of his body was about to be shattered by the distance coming from the sword. His arms were already sore and numb, and he could no longer hold the sword. The defensive limit of [Mountain-Moving Sword Technique] was about to be broken.
He was about to retreat, throw his sword and admit defeat.
But at this moment, the pressure suddenly disappeared.
"If I can't defeat your defensive swordsmanship, you win."
In the early hours of the morning, he unsheathed his long sword, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring neatly and without any sloppiness.
"Classmate Ling, you..."
Han Buhua was stunned.
But in the blink of an eye, the figure in the early morning had disappeared into the corridor from whence it came.
Everyone was stunned.
It wasn't until the chief referee of this match announced that the result of the battle was that Han Buhui won, many people woke up from their dreams!
"what happened?"
"Voluntarily admit defeat?"
"It... looks like the one named Han is about to lose, right?"
"Is there a shady story?"
"Nonsense, Ling Chen is the genius of the Ling family, who dares to shady her?"
There was an uproar and discussion in the audience.
In the locker room, many talented students who had finished the battle and were waiting for the battle were also stunned.
Especially Lin Yi, he was so angry that he wanted to spit blood.
He was also one of the forty places, so why was Han Buhui so lucky that he took the initiative to give up his place to him in the early morning, but he met the merciless Ye Weiyang?
"What happened to you in the early morning?"
In the exclusive locker room, Lin Beichen also fell into deep confusion.
She seemed to have suddenly lost interest in the competition between geniuses.
This is completely different from the attitude she showed in the qualifiers.
In another dressing room, Ye Weiyang pursed her lips and revealed a wry smile.
You can, but I can't.
I represent the temple.
It's not that the temple can't lose, but it can't be lost in this way.
"This time, it seems like I'm going to lose to her."
Ye Weiyang's beautiful eyes narrowed, as if she was smiling.
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