After the momentum was fully erupted, You Wanren said to Murong Jinghong: "You draw your sword."
Murong Jinghong shook his head: "There is no need to draw a sword to deal with you."
She did not choose to use the Jinghong Sword. This was a big competition in the academy, not a life and death fight. The Jinghong Sword was too sharp, and if it was not controlled well, it would lead to death or injury.
Secondly, she was proud in her heart. Since the opponent was bare-handed, she did not want to take advantage of him in terms of weapons.
You Wanren was overjoyed. In fact, he just used a provoking method. The two people had the same cultivation level. If Murong Jinghong used the Jinghong Sword, he would definitely suffer.
"Ice Soul Divine Fist!"
Murong Jinghong punched out, and the air in the entire ring suddenly seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees. The students watching near the ring could feel the biting cold wind.
For a moment, a thin layer of ice formed on the ground, and strong energy swept through the snowflakes, suddenly sweeping towards You Wanren. This was the power of a master in the integration stage.
"Fire Fist!"
You Wanren shouted loudly and punched out. The hot fist wind brought up a stream of flames, which strangled together with the ice energy sent by Murong Jinghong, and formed a cloud of white mist, covering the entire arena.
Ice Soul Divine Fist and Flame Palm are common skills taught by Xuanwu Academy, but they are surprisingly powerful when used by these two people.
After the collision of the two energies, there was a muffled sound, and then the strong wind blew away the mist, allowing everyone to see the scene on the ring clearly again.
Murong Jinghong and You Wanren were both in their original positions. They seemed to be equally matched. Only they knew who was higher and who was lower.
You Wanren's expression became more and more serious. He was at a disadvantage in the fight just now.
After a month of seclusion this time, I broke through the bottleneck of the Great Perfection of the Void Refining Realm with my own efforts and reached the early stage of integration.
However, his breakthrough method is still weaker than Murong Jinghong's.
Murong Jinghong took the Dragon Power Pill, which has extremely powerful spiritual power. At the same time, he was practicing on the seventh floor of the Pagoda, so the spiritual energy was much richer than outside.
So in this case, it was also in the early stages of breaking through the integration, and Murong Jinghong's cultivation was a little deeper than him.
Immediately afterwards, the two people fought together again. This was the closest match in terms of strength and the highest level of cultivation, so it looked extremely exciting and made the onlookers excited.
All around, the cheers and cheers grew louder and louder.
After so many years of North-South competition, the North Campus has lost five games in a row. Today, the students of the North Campus finally saw the hope of winning, so their emotions surged and their shouts were earth-shattering.
At the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but as time went by, Murong Jinghong's advantage in cultivation became more and more obvious, and he gradually gained the upper hand.
After fighting for more than an hour, Murong Jinghong seized an opportunity and punched You Wanren in the chest.
The power of the punch in the combined stage was so astonishing that You Wanren immediately flew out of the ring like a fired bullet.
Fortunately, Murong Jinghong didn't use all his strength in this match. This punch only knocked him off the ring. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.
You Wanren got up from the ground, looked at Murong Jinghong in the stands, and then at Qin Haodong next to him, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
This defeat meant that he had missed out on the title of king this time, and at the same time he had also lost the opportunity to defeat Qin Haodong.
But there is no way, strength is strength, Murong Jinghong's strength is better than
"Long live Fairy Jinghong, the North Courtyard will definitely win!"
"What's so great, isn't it just that we won a game? Our most powerful senior Tu Jiaojiao hasn't appeared yet..."
Below the arena, the students from the North and South Colleges were at loggerheads, refusing to give in to each other.
On the ring, Hai Zhengming announced that Murong Jinghong won the match, and then Tu Jiaojiao, the last student from the South School, came on the stage.
Tu Jiaojiao wore a fiery red robe today and looked even hotter and more attractive.
If Murong Jinghong is the Fairy Jinghong of the North Courtyard, she is the goddess of the South Courtyard, the idol in the hearts of countless men.
So when she walked onto the ring, the students in the South Campus immediately became excited and cheered for their goddess.
But on the stage, the two people looked at each other and smiled after meeting, without the expected anger.
Murong Jinghong said: "Sister Jiaojiao, we have never done anything before, let's have a good discussion today."
Tu Jiaojiao said: "In this kind of game without any suspense, whether we fight or not really doesn't mean anything."
When the students in the audience heard this, they thought it was Tu Jiaojiao's pride and thought that he would definitely defeat Murong Jinghong. In fact, only the two people on the stage knew the true meaning.
Murong Jinghong said: "The result is not important, what is important is the process. We still have to compare notes."
Tu Jiaojiao made a gesture and said, "Okay, let's do it!"
"Sister Jiaojiao, be careful!"
Murong Jinghong screamed, then turned his fingers into a sword and stabbed Tu Jiaojiao in the face.
She used her fingers as swords and used Jinghong Sword Technique.
Although Jinghong Sword was not used, the sword energy was still flowing freely and cold after pointing it out with the finger.
Tu Jiaojiao's fiery red figure flashed slightly, letting go of the sword energy, and then she turned her fingers into a sword and stabbed Murong Jinghong's weak spot.
Murong Jinghong raised his hand and pointed out, and the sword energy of the two people collided, causing an earth-shattering explosion in the arena.
This is a more exciting competition. First of all, the two beauties are extremely eye-catching. In addition, the two people's cultivation during the integration period, their movements are like butterflies wearing flowers, which makes people dizzy for a while.
Yun Qianqian said to Qin Haodong: "Who do you think will win between Sister Jiaojiao and Sister Murong?"
Qin Haodong said: "It should be Tu Jiaojiao. The two people's cultivation levels are not much different, but Tu Jiaojiao has a deeper understanding of martial arts."
In the stands, Ouyang Lan said: "Old man, you are going to lose again this time!"
Luo Dongqing shook his head and said with a smile: "We can't lose. Although Murong Jinghong is a little worse than Tu Jiaojiao, we still have our grandson-in-law who didn't play."
Ouyang Lan said: "Is he more powerful than Murong Jinghong?"
She attacked Qin Haodong twice in succession. She knew that Qin Haodong's cultivation was only at the Dzogchen level of the Void Refining Realm, and logically he could not be an opponent in the Fusion Stage.
Luo Dongqing said: "That kid can't speculate based on common sense at all. You will know later."
The two women were going back and forth on the ring, and they continued to fight more than 200 moves. Suddenly, the figures on the ring shrank, and both of them stopped.
At this moment, Murong Jinghong and Tu Jiaojiao on the stage were like two still statues. Murong Jinghong's two fingers were pointing at Tu Jiaojiao's choked throat, about a foot away.
At the same time, Tu Jiaojiao poked Murong Jing with two fingers.
The distance between Hong's heart and his heart was less than an inch.
This distance also represents the gap in strength. If this was a life and death fight, Tu Jiaojiao would be able to kill Murong Jinghong first.
Murong Jinghong retracted the pointed sword finger and said: "I lost!"
Tu Jiaojiao just smiled and said nothing.
Seeing the scene on the stage, the students watching from the audience suddenly became excited. The students in the South Campus cheered, while the people in the North Campus looked downcast and disappointed.
Murong Jinghong has already lost. Could it be that they are going to lose for the sixth time in a row?
As Haizhengming announced that Tu Jiaojiao had won the competition, everyone's eyes were focused on the only student left in the North Campus - Qin Haodong.
Hai Zhengming said: "Invite the last student from the North Campus to come on stage and decide who is today's king."
Qin Haodong stood up and walked towards the ring step by step. There was no nervousness before the competition on his face, but a faint smile on his face.
"Isn't this the rookie king of our college this year? He is at the Void Refining Realm at most. How can he be Tu Jiaojiao's opponent? It seems that our North College is finished this year!"
"Maybe, you didn't realize that he is the captain of the North Campus. Logically speaking, his strength should be higher than that of Fairy Murong."
"This is absolutely impossible! He is a first-year student, how can he be more powerful than Fairy Murong? I heard that he has a good relationship with the little witch Luo Hongying. He must have dragged down Dean Luo's relationship to achieve the position of captain.
"
Song Junyu looked at the man on the stage, and at this moment she realized that he couldn't see through him at all, as if he was a mystery.
Could it be said that he really hides his secrets and really has the cultivation level that can transcend the integration stage?
The same goes for Wang Zhiliang next to him. He was very unconvinced when Qin Haodong was chosen as the captain.
But now that the competition is going on, even Murong Jinghong has been defeated. All the expectations of the North Academy have fallen on this man. I wonder if he will disappoint everyone!
Seeing Qin Haodong's calm smile, everyone in the south courtyard also became nervous.
"Who is this person? He actually appeared later than Murong Jinghong. Could it be that he is more powerful? Is he the trump card hidden in the North Campus?"
"Bullshit trump card. I think there is really no one available in the North Campus, so I used him to make up the numbers. In fact, he just admitted defeat. I didn't see his smile. It seemed like he had no intention of taking action at all."
"Senior Tu Jiaojiao is a master at the integration stage. It doesn't take more than three moves to deal with this guy."
You Wanren stood aside, looking at Qin Haodong on the stage with hatred in his eyes. Unfortunately, he had no chance to avenge his brother now, not even a chance to stand on the stage together.
In the stands, Luo Dongqing said with a proud face: "My grandson-in-law has taken action. This year's king must belong to our North Campus!"
Ouyang Lan said: "Are you so confident in him?"
Luo Dongqing smiled strangely: "You will know the result in a moment!"
Qin Haodong ignored the comments around him, walked to the middle of the ring and smiled at Tu Jiaojiao: "Senior sister, we meet again so soon!"
Tu Jiaojiao smiled sweetly: "I really don't want to see you. Without you, today's king would belong to me."
Qin Haodong said: "Isn't this still a competition? Maybe you will be the winner in the end!"
"Okay, stop kidding me, I don't want to be abused, remember to treat me to dinner later!" After Tu Jiaojiao finished speaking, she loudly said to Hai Zhengming, "I give up!"