There was a hint of unabashed ridicule and ridicule in Cao Potian's words.
The three giants of the Third Academy frowned slightly at the same time.
But no matter how unhappy they are, they cannot embarrass a young man as an elder.
Han Fuli took a step forward, frowning tightly, looking even more sad, and said, "What do you want to try?"
Cao Potian showed his palms.
A glimmer of light flashed.
A dark red invitation appeared in his hand.
He has a treasure storage treasure on his body.
Seeing this scene, the Big Three and the teachers were slightly shocked.
The disciples of Baiyun City are full of treasures.
This kind of crystallization of Xuanwen alchemy technology is rare because of its high technical content. Only wealthy families have one or two. It is rare for ordinary people to see it. Even the senior teachers of the Third Academy are not necessarily equipped with it.
This kind of treasure.
Bai Haiqin really dotes on Cao Potian.
"It's very simple. As long as you can accept this invitation, you are qualified."
Cao Potian looked at Han Buhua, smiled contemptuously, and said, "But you can't."
Han Fuli said calmly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Just say it."
"A frog at the bottom of a well does not know what he can do."
Cao Potian sneered, with a flash of light in his eyes: "Then it's as you wish."
call out!
The red invitation card in the palm of my hand slowly flew out.
The speed is very slow, but there is a strange sound of breaking through the air.
Han Fuli took three steps forward, reached out and pinched the red invitation.
He was not careless, and the profound energy reached its limit. His feet took root and stepped firmly on the ground. There was a faint mysterious light flowing on his fingers, which was a sign that the profound energy was about to be released.
The number one genius in the third year of the Third Academy showed an extremely cautious attitude.
Even if it was a siege crossbow coming towards him, he would still have the confidence to follow it.
But the next moment...
Bang!
There was an explosion.
"Uh-huh..."
The five fingers of Han Fuhua's right hand exploded the moment they touched the invitation, and blood spurted out.
As if he had been hit hard, he flew backwards for more than ten meters and fell to the ground forcefully.
not good.
Pan Weimin, the director of the third grade, moved and caught Han Fuhua in mid-air. He landed on the ground. Xuanqi was introduced into his body to suppress the injury. His eyes flickered and he looked at Cao Potian.
"It seems you don't deserve this invitation at all."
Cao Potian said calmly.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the red invitation flew back spinning and landed in his palm.
In the sword-sharpening hall, the oppression becomes more and more severe.
The top genius in the third grade, Han Fuhua, who had high hopes, was defeated in one blow and didn't even receive an invitation.
The expressions on the teachers' faces were ugly.
"Who else?"
Cao Potian looked at Lin Beichen intentionally or unintentionally.
Lin Beichen said nothing.
Han Fuhua's strength is not lower than his own.
As the chief genius of the third grade, being able to enter the main competition of the Tianjiao Competition shows that he is absolutely powerful. However, he was unable to catch that thin invitation. It should not be because of how terrifying Cao Potian's cultivation is.
Rather, the method of throwing the invitation contained special power, similar to some kind of combat skill.
If you rush to pick it up yourself, you may inevitably make the same mistake again.
Therefore, we can only use wisdom.
Just as Lin Beichen was thinking about it, Cao Potian smiled slightly and suddenly had another idea in his mind, saying: "Why don't you give this beautiful female classmate a try?"
The voice fell.
The red invitation floated out slowly for the second time, very slowly, as if floating in the air, but it made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, heading towards Yue Hongxiang.
Yue Hongxiang's face condensed, and with a clang, the long sword at her waist was unsheathed.
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed.
Nine sword flowers appeared in an instant, like a snow lotus blooming in the void. The silver was bright and bright, and the petals opened and closed, as if they were alive, trying to swallow the invitation.
Ding!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
Immediately the sky was filled with flying stars.
Irregular pieces of broken metal swords burst out.
The long sword in Yue Hongxiang's hand broke into dozens of pieces, and she flew backwards. When Chu Hen caught it and dropped it, streaks of bright red blood spilled out of her mouth.
And the red invitation flew back again and fell into Cao Potian's hand.
"It seems that you can't do it either."
Cao Potian smiled lightly, his sarcasm undisguised.
Lin Beichen saw blood spilling from the bandage on Yue Hongxiang's right wrist. Apparently, after accepting the invitation forcefully, the old wound on her wrist was shocked and reopened.
"The strongest genius of the Third Academy seems to be nothing more than this."
Cao Potian held the invitation in his hand and shook his head gently, as if he was disappointed.
Lin Beichen was about to speak.
"I come."
Amidst the cold shouts, the first-year chief genius Bai Yiyun suddenly took action. He jumped up very quickly and grabbed the invitation in Cao Potian's hand.
"snort."
Cao Potian hummed lightly and moved his palms slightly.
The invitation fluttered and flew directly towards Bai Yiyun's palm.
Seeing this, Bai Yiyun let out a soft drink, and fell to the ground. He gently pinched the invitation with his thumb and middle finger. His arms were pulled like running water, and his body was spinning like a top. With the help of the secret power of rotation, he wanted to remove the invitation card. the power of.
Liu Qihai, the first-year dean, his eyes lit up.
This is an extremely smart choice.
Take the initiative.
Borrow force and unload force.
Bai Jinyun showed extremely outstanding combat wisdom.
But a sneer appeared on Cao Potian's face.
The next moment——
Whoosh!
Bai Jinyun's figure flew out while spinning at high speed.
Liu Qihai was about to help.
"Need not."
Bingxue Xiaoluoli shouted loudly.
She still desperately held the invitation in her fingers, and finally slammed her whole body against the wall of the sword grinding hall, spitting out a blood arrow from her mouth, and the arm holding the invitation made a dent in the wall. On the fingers as white as jade, drops of blood oozed out.
But in the end, the invitation was still held in the palm of my hand.
"I took it."
Bai Jinyun slowly slid down from the wall, his face was pale, but his expression was stubborn.
Everyone was moved by it.
This is a desperate effort to keep this invitation in the Third College.
Cao Potian's expression also changed slightly, and he said calmly: "Haha, I didn't expect that the person from the dignified Third Academy who finally stood up would be a little girl. Haha, although you took a trick, you did pinch it in the end. If you receive the invitation, you will pass the test. This invitation belongs to you."
When Bai Jinyun heard this, his expression relaxed, then his body swayed, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
The first-year master Liu Qihai immediately supported the Bingxue Luoli and held it in his arms, with a look of pity on his face.
This girl has excellent talent and an excellent character. She is the best in the Third Academy in the past fifty years.
At the beginning, in the school's internal selection and entrance evaluation, the scores given were high, three or four times higher than others. However, because he was still young and had short training time, his frontal combat ability was not as good as that of senior students such as Han Buhua. But given time and good training, he will definitely be the next Lin Beichen-level talent.