Everyone in the audience had this question in their mind.
Among them, the disciples of the Shenji Taoist School who had just secretly thought that their Taoist school had won the championship had the ugliest expressions.
Wang Yu, who was in the waiting area, was so angry that he smashed the wooden chair under him to pieces.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
He never expected that at this demon-slaying event, Fang Xueyu would suddenly appear and take away the first place in his personal points.
Moreover...even the team points of his Shenji Dao Academy have no advantage at this time.
Su Xing watched Fang Xueyu walking down from the ring with no intention of returning to the waiting area, but walked directly towards the preparation table of Xuanguang Taoist Academy.
He raised his eyebrows unconsciously, as if he didn't realize that the beautiful woman sitting next to him just now had such terrifying strength.
"That's all." He sighed softly, "I'm afraid those disciples who don't like to show off their true strength are the majority, right?"
He stood up, ignoring Wang Yu who had lost his mind and looked like a crazy monkey beside him, patted his sleeves and walked towards the ring.
On the way, he raised his eyes and looked around the venue.
The disciples of Xuanguang Taoist Academy reacted to Fang Xueyu's unexpected performance at this time, and burst into thunderous cheers from the seats in the east.
In contrast, the audience in the Southern Shenji Taoist Temple was lifeless, and each disciple's expression was as gloomy and ugly as if he had swallowed several ounces of dog shit.
Among them, Yu Feng, a lecturer at Shenji Taoist Academy, and his brother Yu Chuan were naturally included.
Seeing the frustrated and embarrassed looks of these people, Su Xing chuckled secretly.
"Shenji Taoist Temple probably never thought that it would fall into the hands of Xuanguang Taoist Temple."
Just as he was thinking about it, he had already walked to the center of the ring.
As the last disciple to compete and the last ace of Yuyang Taoist Academy, Su Xing could feel the scorching gazes coming from the west side of him just by standing on this stage.
There was worry, expectation and sarcasm in those eyes.
At this time, Sun Ling also walked onto the stage and came to Su Xing, looking at the young man in front of him with majestic pupils.
"Are you Su Xing?"
"Yes." Su Xing's face was as calm as water, he raised his head slightly and looked at the chief deacon.
"Do you know what this round of competition means to you?"
"The reputation of the Taoist academy, Li Feiyao's wish, and my innocence." Facing that oppressive gaze, Su Xing responded calmly.
"That's right, that's good if you know. Now tell me your challenge."
"Like those people, start small first."
Su Xing smiled playfully at Sun Ling, said nothing, took a few steps back, and looked at the ferocious beasts locked in iron cages under the stage.
When Sun Ling saw this, he stopped talking and clapped his hands, indicating to the handymen in the audience that they could bring up the basic level four ferocious beasts.
The first ferocious beast Su Xing faced was the miserable-clawed wolf that he had fought countless times in Duanyang Forest.
The reason why ferocious beasts are given the word ferocious is because these beasts are full of ferocity. The longer they are imprisoned, the stronger their hatred for humans and the blood of the demon clan hidden in their bodies will become.
Therefore, when the miserable-clawed wolf, which had been imprisoned for three months, walked out of the cage, it opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards Su Xing without hesitation.
Facing the ferocious beast's attack as fast as the wind, Su Xing simply raised his right fist and punched forward from his side, carrying the power from his waist and abdomen, and hit the miserable-clawed wolf hard in the face.
The razor-clawed wolf's sharp teeth scratched the fist, but did not cause any blood marks on it.
On the contrary, the ferocious beast itself, at the moment of contact with the fist, felt a terrible evil spirit sweep through his body, turning into a cloud and mist, covering the heart in his chest.
The miserable-clawed wolf cast a look of fear and help to the crowds in all directions, fluttered its limbs in the air, and finally fell to the ground lifelessly.
Kill with one blow.
"As expected of the last trump card of Yuyang Taoist Academy, he easily killed a level four ferocious beast without using the spirit sword."
The lecturer from Xuanguang Taoist Academy, who already felt that he had a chance to win, praised Su Xing in a condescending tone, but there was still a gleam of disdain in his eyes.
The absolute strength that Fang Xueyu showed previously has already proved who is the strongest player among the disciples competing today.
He was able to condense three spiritual patterns in just one and a half years after joining the sect. Such extraordinary talent for refining weapons would definitely rank high even if placed in the capital of Linzhou or even the imperial capital of the Omori Dynasty.
exist.
In the dark, the lecturer of Xuanguang Taoist Academy has already begun to think about the bright future of the Xuanguang Taoist Academy she will lead in the future.
In the spectator seats next to her, Fang Xueyu and Guan Yan'er were leaning on each other and looking towards the top of the ring.
Fang Xueyu clearly felt that Guan Yan'er's body, which was leaning against her, was trembling slightly.
This forced her to start thinking about new ways to resolve the relationship between Guan Yan'er and Su Xing.
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Su Xing's momentum of killing the ferocious beasts with only his fists did not change as the ferocious beasts on the stage became more and more dangerous. Until he faced the last level five ferocious beast, he still used the same punch as before, and defeated
Kill him.
After the last level five ferocious beast died tragically due to Qi Sha's fist, Sun Ling slowly came to the ring.
"Speak out your challenge." He did not ask Su Xing if he wanted to continue, because he knew that the responsibility Su Xing was shouldering at this time no longer allowed him to choose whether to advance or retreat.
He must fight, no matter what the cost, he must fight until the end.
Su Xing, who was well aware of this, did not immediately respond to Sun Ling's inquiry. Instead, he raised his eyes and scanned the venue for a week.
He saw Jiang Lingyan sitting upright on the high platform in the distance, Zhou Qinghan's grief-stricken expression in the western auditorium, Du Jia's unwillingness to be left alone in the preparation seat, and the Taoist priests from Xuanguang and Shenji Taoist Temples.
The disciples looked at him with disdain.
After scanning, he still didn't reply.
The silence above the arena lasted for a few breaths, but in the eyes of other Taoist disciples, these short breaths looked like the delay of a dying struggle.
"Hurry up! We are still waiting for a decisive battle with Xuanguang Taoist Academy later!"
"As a disciple of Yuyang Taoist Academy, what qualifications do you have to make us wait for you for so long?"
"If you know how to do forbidden magic, go ahead. If you don't know how to do it, get out of there."
The hurtful words were like sharp bows and arrows, striking straight at Su Xing from all directions.
In the end, even the Archdeacon of the Law Enforcement Hall became impatient and asked, "What are you waiting for?"
At this moment, in Su Xing's Dantian, a green round object suddenly turned into countless tiny particles, floating in the Dantian, soaking the vortex of vitality and Gangqi in the Dantian.
He raised his head now and smiled faintly.
"A five-point sixth-level ferocious beast."
"What?" Sun Ling felt like he didn't hear the other person's words clearly, so he asked again.
An extremely cold voice immediately resounded throughout the world.
"Five points of level six ferocious beasts, three of them together, I'm in a hurry."
After saying that, Su Xing ignored the petrified disciples present, but took off the spirit sword from his waist, unwrapped it in white cloth on the ring.
But Sun Ling on the stage, and the spectators from all directions, still had not recovered from the petrified state.
After a moment, Sun Ling came back to his senses and said in a trembling voice: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Su Xing, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and unwrapping the white cloth, raised his head and glanced at Sun Ling, then lowered his head and continued to unwrap the cloth. At the same time, he said calmly: "Of course. I said three five-point six-level ferocious beasts would come together. I'm in a hurry."