After Liu Zheji threw Huang Wuxianyun out of the field, Jiang Nichang just finished her competition and rushed to the second arena. With a little use of her privileges, Jiang Nichang was led to the preparation table. When she was ready to look at the field, Huang Nichang
Yun Zhi fell heavily to the edge of the ring, which completely reversed the picture he had imagined in his mind.
"Junior brother, is he so powerful?" Jiang Nishang looked at Liu Zheji in the center of the ring in a daze. At this time, Liu Zheji was in an unfamiliar posture and did not use the mysterious martial arts she saw yesterday.
"Hmph." Huang Duanyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up. He kept cursing Zhang Hongyu in his heart, "Isn't it true that he is just a warrior at the first level of Xiantian? What's going on?"
At this time, Zhang Hongyu was watching the competition from the spectators' seats. After Huang Huangyun was kicked out by Liu Zheji, he couldn't help but stand up and cursed "trash."
Huang Huangyun happened to see this scene, and he couldn't help but became furious, but now was not the time to settle accounts with Zhang Hongyu, so he could only vent his anger on Liu Zheji.
"You succeeded in irritating me." Huang Huangyun roared, and fierce white light erupted all over his body. Huang Huangyun's majestic Qi completely enveloped his body like a little sun.
"Great sun!" Dusk Yun shouted, and his whole body disappeared again. Liu Zheji didn't notice it for a moment, but suddenly a burst of dazzling white light exploded in front of his eyes.
"It's overwhelming!" In a hurry, Liu Zheji could only use the martial arts taught to him by Gu Meng'er, and held up the ball of light around the dusk cloud with both hands.
"Go to hell!" The dusk clouds shrouded in the light were about to burst, and they used all their strength to knock the Liu Zheji out.
A stream of light appeared on the ring, and the Liuzheji, which was burning with white flames, hit the ring hard, causing ripples.
Seeing that Liu Zheji was severely injured, Jiang Nichang suddenly stood up from her seat. This move made the disciples next to her look at her with suspicion.
After Liu Zheji hit the formation, he did not fall in the astonished eyes of the watching disciples. Instead, his whole body pressed tightly against the formation's mask. The disciples inside the formation's mask saw Liu Zhe
Ji's limbs were like a gecko's, grabbing the light shield behind him and looking at Liu Zheji with a strange expression.
"Can this formation also be used to climb?" A disciple asked in shock.
"But... it's possible. No one has tried it." A pretty female disciple next to him seemed to be frightened by Liu Zheji. She shrank into a ball, fearing that Liu Zheji would break through the formation mask.
Jump out.
"Hehe." Liu Zheji suddenly laughed. His clothes were in tatters and his exposed skin was dripping with blood, but Liu Zheji was very excited at this time.
"It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling." Liu Zheji took a deep breath like a warrior, as if he was tasting the smell of blood coming from his body.
"Grean Wolf Style, sinking the boat!" Liu Zheji muttered silently, and his limbs were immediately wrapped in Bichao Qi. In the surprised eyes of many disciples, Liu Zheji made an unexpected move.
I saw him let go of his grip on the battle mask, and went up
Half of his body fell straight to the ground. When his body and the formation mask formed a downward slope, the blue light on Liu Zheji's feet burst out, and his legs kicked hard, and his whole body was like a string.
Like an arrow, it rushed from top to bottom towards the dusk cloud in the center of the ring.
Huang Duiyun looked at the rapidly advancing Liu Zheji without panic. He flicked his right hand, and a short stick exuding a heavy aura appeared in his hand. The surface of the short stick was like a nut, with traces of spirals formed by
He held it up to the top of the stick.
Just as Dusk Yun placed the short stick across his chest, Liu Zheji's body turned into a tornado and stepped hard on the center of the short stick.
It was like a hurricane blowing up on the arena. The sharp cyan wind blade spread out from the center where the two people were in contact. Dusk Cloud couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. Under the influence of the hurricane, Dusk Cloud
Every inch of his clothes was peeled off, and when the wind stopped, his body like an white sheep was exposed in the center of the ring.
"Liu! Zhe! Halberd!" Huang Huangyun was filled with embarrassment and anger. Although the hurricane just now did not harm him much, the humiliation really made him furious. After knocking Liu Zheji away with a stick, Huang Huangyun quickly took out his storage ring.
The clothes under her clothes covered her naked body.
Some of the female disciples watching the battle couldn't help but sigh softly and hurriedly turned their heads to the side.
"I said, I didn't mean it, do you believe me?" Liu Zheji said dryly.
"Fart! I will kill you today!" Huang Duanyun was furious, and all the energy in his body was concentrated on the short stick. The short stick in his hand suddenly swam towards the Liuzheji in the air like an ink dragon.
, just when it was about to encounter the Liu Zheji, the short stick suddenly lost its target. The Liu Zheji was clearly in front of it, but it insisted on tapping its head a few times in mid-air.
Huang Huangyun almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he saw this scene. He hurriedly controlled the short stick to hit Liu Zheji. The short stick couldn't bear Huang Huangyun's urging and reluctantly moved, although it was only a little.
The sound that broke through the air formed a piercing scream, instantly smashing Liu Zheji's figure away.
"Afterimage? What kind of martial arts is this?" Huang Huangyun stared blankly at the short stick smashing away a group of afterimages, and suddenly woke up. No wonder the short stick didn't hit the willow broken halberd just now, but he didn't wake up at this time.
It was too late, Liu Zheji's fist glowing with green light had already appeared in front of him.
"It's over..." Looking at the fist getting closer and closer to him, Huang Huangyun closed his eyes in despair, but after waiting for a long time, he found that the fist did not hit his face.
Huang Duanyun opened one eye anxiously, only to see Liu Zheji looking at him impeccably, with a teasing smile on his face.
"Senior brother, you and I are both academy disciples, so there is no need to fight to the death here. Junior brother, I am slightly better, and it is also due to my physical skills. I can only find a way to escape from the stick that senior brother just used."
Huang Huangyun looked at Liu Zheji with complicated eyes for a long time, then he sighed, raised his hand towards Liu Zheji, and walked off the ring.
"This match! Kendo Liu Zheji wins!" Lord Xingtian appeared above the ring at some unknown time. As his black robe shook, the ring that had been destroyed by Liu Zheji and Dusk Cloud recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"In the next game, Liu Zheji in the sword hall will face off against Meng Fanji in the heaven!"
After taking a deep look at Liu Zheji, Lord Xingtian disappeared from the ring.
"You don't have to go down, just compete directly."
The cold voice of Master Xingtian still lingered in Liu Zheji's ears, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"What? Two games in a row?? Is there any mistake?!" Senior Brother Luan was completely on Liu Zheji's side at this time, and his eyes were red as he cursed regardless of his appearance.
There were also a lot of yelling and cursing around him. Obviously, Liu Zheji's two consecutive fights were not in line with the rules of the competition. However, after the Lord of Xingtian appeared again, everyone's yelling and cursing suddenly disappeared.
"The rules of the competition are determined by the Presbyterian Hall, not you. If you have any problems, go to the Presbyterian Hall to complain, and if you do anything to disrupt the competition, the circumstances are egregious and you will be expelled from the academy!" Lord Xingtian said in a very serious tone, especially at the end when he said, "Expelled from the academy."
The four words "Academy" obviously use a trace of zhenqi, the innate and perfect warrior's
The momentum overwhelmed everyone in the second arena, and no one dared to say a word.
"What, is the Presbyterian Hall great? When Junior Brother Liu wins another match, Luan will definitely go to the Presbyterian Hall to appeal!" After the Master of Xingtian went down, Senior Brother Luan lowered his voice and cursed.
"Shh! Senior Brother Luan, don't make any noise. Let's wait until Senior Brother Liu wins, and I will appeal with you." Junior Brother Qingse pulled Senior Brother Luan's sleeve and said.
After hearing what his junior brother said, Senior Brother Luan immediately shut his mouth. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was paying attention. At this time, the competition had not yet begun, and Senior Brother Luan's eyes suddenly caught sight of a sneaky Qing Yi.
The disciple was walking around in the auditorium, and he immediately recognized that this disciple was one of the disciples who secretly took charge of the game.
After this disciple came over, Senior Brother Luan grabbed him.
"Junior brother, what are the odds now?" Senior Brother Luan couldn't help but ask.
The disciple was stunned for a moment, then lowered his voice and said: "The superiors don't want the odds to rise too high, so they are only controlled at 1:4."
Senior Brother Luan gritted his teeth and secretly handed a bag of spiritual stones from the storage ring to this disciple.
"Push all in to win!"
"?" This disciple thought he heard wrongly and hurriedly confirmed both sides with Senior Brother Luan before accepting the spirit stone.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Meng is on the field this time. Are you sure you have so much pressure?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you the spirit stone, or you can give it back to me." Senior Brother Luan said impatiently.
The Tsing Yi disciple's expression suddenly froze, and he was about to get angry, but unexpectedly, a bulging bag was stuffed into his arms.
"I will also go all-in for Senior Brother Liu to win!" Junior Brother Qingse said with excitement on his face.
Senior Brother Luan was shocked and hurriedly wanted to get the spirit stones back for him, but the disciple in front of him quickly put all the spirit stones into the storage ring.
"Once a bet is placed, it cannot be taken back!" This disciple glared at Senior Brother Luan, then hummed a little tune and walked away.
"These two idiots, even Senior Brother Meng, still won over that guy named Liu, you deserve to lose to death!".
Meng Fanji's name is as famous as Jiang Nishang in Zhongxu Academy. He is a closed disciple of Xing Tianzhu. He was once known as the leader of the Qingyi disciples of Zhongxu Academy. However, things went wrong and the former genius was defeated.
On top of the most difficult word "love" in the world.
Meng Fanji fell in love with someone he shouldn't have liked, and was banned for three years by Jiang Zhichuan, the Lord of Heaven. During these three years, Meng Fanji completely disappeared from the academy. When he heard his name again, he was the second in the competition.
In the middle of the wheel, he swept away his opponents with the perfect posture of returning to the ruins of the innate world.
"What's Meng Fan? He sounds like a formidable opponent." Liu Zheji looked at the young man walking slowly from the preparation table, his fighting spirit gradually boiling.
"I accept it, junior brother." Meng Fanji seemed to be unsociable, but he simply raised his hand and activated all his energy.
The momentum of Gui Xu's perfection exploded, and Meng Fanji's figure disappeared under the rich black energy. Liu Zheji only felt that he was facing a peerless ferocious beast, not a petite human warrior.
"Starburst!" Meng Fanji's deep voice broke through the air from the black surrounding him. Following his voice, a black sphere that condensed the true energy to the extreme was pushed out from in front of his raised palms.
"F*ck!" When Liu Zheji saw the black sphere, the hair on his body stood up. He felt the threat of death from it. The sphere rushed straight towards Liu Zheji. His legs were shrouded in green and he hurriedly escaped.
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"burst!"
When the black sphere approached Liu Zheji, Meng Fanji suddenly pinched a strange magic formula in his hand. The black star was attracted by the magic formula and suddenly shrank inwards into a granular shape.
Liu Zheji's expression changed drastically. He had a premonition that the next blow would be absolutely devastating. He hurriedly roared, activated the boat-sinking posture, transformed into a top and dived towards the bottom of the ring.
Just as Liu Zheji submerged his body into the ground, the black real balloon on the arena suddenly exploded. Faint black ripples spread from the black real balloon to all directions. Every time the ripples spread, the arena seemed to be plowed.
As time went by, the size of the real balloon became smaller and smaller, and finally it was almost invisible to the naked eye. The real balloon collapsed into a dark star that absorbed the light from the outside. At this time, the audience outside the venue also held their breath.
Seeing this scene, some timid disciples could not help but run away.
"Explode." Meng Fanji stood on one side of the ring, not caring that he would be hurt, and fiercely closed his palms, causing the dark star above the ring to explode.
Liu Zheji, who kept digging downwards, suddenly paused. A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came to his ears. Then, he felt the surrounding masonry shaking violently.
Violent black smoke clouds covered every corner of the arena, and black ripples impacted on the formation's light film, causing the light film to vibrate violently.
"It can't be... broken." A warrior looked at the light film in front of him worriedly and leaned back involuntarily.
"The formation was set up by the Master of the Zhudan Hall himself, how could it be possible..." The disciple in front of him had just finished speaking with disdain, when he saw the light film of the formation in front of him suddenly made a crisp sound, and a long crack appeared in front of him.
A look of horror suddenly appeared on this disciple's face, and his body's zhenqi exploded violently. At the same time, the figure of Lord Xingtian appeared in the light barrier at some point.
"What are you afraid of?" Seeing a group of disciples rushing to escape, Jiang Zhichuan snorted coldly and held down the mask with one hand, and the cracks on it healed completely immediately.
In the formation mask, the Dark Star erupted at the last moment. A dazzling white light shook the entire arena in white. When Liu Zheji wanted to escape down again, the formation mask suddenly appeared below and couldn't help but
Make him yell.
It was too late at this time. Liu Zheji felt a tearing force coming towards him, and could only hurriedly hold up an air mask, and then was completely swallowed up by the vast whiteness.
The explosion of the dark star lasted for a long time. When the white light in the formation's light shield dissipated, the voices of exclamations in the spectator seats could be heard one after another.
At this time, the originally complete arena was completely destroyed by Meng Fanji's killing move. The entire arena seemed to have been cut off several layers, exposing the rocky ground below.
"We won't all die together!" Senior Brother Luan said worriedly as he looked at the bare arena. There was no one on it.
"No... look!" A sharp-eyed disciple pointed to the corner of the arena. A figure covered with mud was leaning against the stone wall like a sculpture. He shook slightly, and the light black energy on his body burst out.
, shook the dirt out of his body.
Meng Fanji stood in the ring again, and Senior Brother Luan and other disciples who supported Liu Zheji suddenly turned pale.
"It really hurts!" A moan came up from the ground.
The underground soil kept crawling, as if someone was buried inside. When the soil suddenly stopped crawling, Meng Fanji's expression changed, and he jumped up from where he was.
A deep pit suddenly opened where he was standing, and a green shadow jumped out of the pit.
Liu Zheji looked quite miserable at this time, his clothes were torn into strips, and the solidified blood was mixed with mud in pieces.
Liu Zheji grinned, and the pain on his body made his anger suddenly rise. He thrust his hands forward and quickly approached Meng Fanji with his feet at strange steps.
"Greedy Wolf Style!" Liu Zheji quickly approached Meng Fanji, and bits of starlight continued to fall from his body as he walked. This starlight looked harmless to humans and animals, but when it fell on the ground, it immediately melted the land.
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Meng Fanji's expression suddenly changed and he retreated hastily, but Liu Zheji's movements were extremely strange. No matter where he retreated, Liu Zheji followed him like a shadow.
Thinking that he didn't have much Qi Hai Qi, Meng Fanji stopped.
"Shock!" Meng Fanji stamped his right foot, and the large rock under his feet suddenly rolled up like a wave, and the hard land turned into a huge wave. A "wave" quickly formed in front of Liu Zheji, and headed toward Liu Zheji with great force.
He took the photo.
Liu Zheji's expression did not change, and he still stepped on the Misty Steps. With the blessing of the Misty Steps, the Greedy Wolf Style quickly gathered a large amount of starlight, and the starlight possessed him. Liu Zheji's entire body turned into a light person, and as he returned to the scene again
Stepping forward, the person was like teleporting, turning the sand and rocks into huge waves and hitting a big hole.
When Meng Fanji saw this terrifying lethality and speed, he just wanted to run away, but how fast was Liu Zheji's ethereal steps? He arrived in front of him in just an instant.
"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating!" Liu Zheji smiled faintly and kicked out. Meng Fanji stretched out his hand to catch the heavy kick, but he was kicked behind him by Liu Zheji's huge force.
Array mask.
"Fall!" Meng Fanji vomited out a large mouthful of blood, his right arm drooped down weakly, and he secretly performed the magic formula with his left hand to stabilize his body.
"Bang." Liu Zheji teleported behind Meng Fan again before he could take a breath. This time, his power was greater and his speed was extremely fast. Meng Fan was kicked towards him with almost no resistance.
Above the arena.
"Greedy wolf! Fierce tiger!" Liu Zheji roared, and the starlight on his body condensed into a light tiger on his chest. As soon as the light tiger jumped out, it rushed towards Meng Fanji who was in mid-air. At this time, Meng Fanji
He was already in a semi-conscious state. When the tiger approached, he had no room to resist. When he was about to be swallowed up by the tiger, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him and gently dragged his body.
"Humph!" Jiang Zhichuan glanced at Guanghu, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Guanghu's flying figure paused in mid-air for a few breaths, and turned into dots of starlight that scattered and fell.
"Liu Zheji killed his fellow disciples in front of him. It is really a shame for the academy to deprive him of the qualification for the competition!" Jiang Zhichuan said calmly after breaking the light tiger with one finger.
"What?!!! Did I hear it correctly?" Senior Brother Luan took out his ears, almost doubting whether there was something wrong with Jiang Zhichuan's head.
This time it was not just Senior Brother Luan, but even some Xingtian members in the spectator seats were dissatisfied with Jiang Zhichuan's biased approach. For no other reason than Jiang Zhichuan had always been against Jiang Zhichuan a few years ago, even in
Meng Fanji still protected him after doing such things. After so many years, Jiang Zhichuan's problem has not changed. There are rumors in the industry that Meng Fanji is Jiang Zhichuan's illegitimate son. Now this speculation has undoubtedly been confirmed.
"Is Jiang Zhichuan crazy for daring to blatantly protect Meng Fanji as the Lord of Xingtian?" Huang Wanyun snorted coldly at the preparation table. Behind him, Zhang Hongyu was smiling happily, "Haha, senior brother, I just said
This kid will be eliminated, so what? No matter how hard he fights, he will still be eliminated."
"Shut up!" Huang Huangyun suddenly shouted, choking Zhang Hongyu's laughter in his throat, and Zhang Hongyu's face instantly darkened.
"Senior Brother Huang, I appreciate the sacrifices you have made for adults over the years. I will give you a chance. I won't give you face, but you don't want it!"
Huang Huangyun was deeply disgusted with Zhang Hongyu's villainous behavior, but the person behind him had no choice but to snort and look at the field.
"You want to eliminate me?"
In the center of the arena, Liu Zheji suddenly opened his mouth to Jiang Zhichuan.
"You have been eliminated, don't talk too much." Jiang Zhichuan glanced at Liu Zheji indifferently. His eyes were like looking at an annoying fly. He suppressed a genius like Liu Zheji a lot.
Without a strong background, no matter how talented you are, you will be a foil to others in Zhongxu Academy.
Liu Zheji suddenly dispersed the starlight around him, and faced the audience and said loudly: "I, Liu Zheji, have been practicing diligently every day for half a year since I entered the academy, and I don't dare to slack off, just to discuss the Tao and practice with all the senior brothers in the academy.
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Liu Zheji paused for a moment and saw Jiang Zhichuan's hands shaking, but did not make a move, so he continued: "In this competition, I just want to hone my martial arts skills and have not thought about what ranking I will get. Now I clearly win."
However, this referee sentenced me to lose. I can’t obey the orders even if I break my sword. To block my competition is to block my cultivation. To block my cultivation is to block my way to the Dao. I would like to ask you, fellow seniors, what are the obstacles to your cultivation?
What will happen to people?"
As soon as Liu Zheji's words came out, there was an uproar immediately. The interested disciples ran towards the exit of the second arena to deliver the news. The other disciples were buzzing and whispering among themselves to discuss the meaning of Liu Zheji's words.
"You want to fight me?" Jiang Zhichuan chuckled, and Meng Fanji in his hand was suddenly pushed to the preparation table of the ring with his true energy. A disciple in Tsing Yi helped the seriously injured Meng Fanji back. As they walked,
While staring at Liu Zheji, he couldn't stop looking at it.
"How about doing it?" Liu Zheji also smiled, and the green light condensed in his hand. Slowly, the green light became more and more powerful, almost becoming a small sun, emitting a dazzling light outwards.
"Master, no!" A deputy referee flew to the ring from the side to dissuade him.
"Why not?" Jiang Zhichuan's black robe shook, and the entire arena suddenly darkened. Several deputy referees looked at each other, knowing that they could not stop Jiang Zhichuan, and hurriedly stepped back.
At this moment, the disciples of the Sword Hall received the news and rushed here quickly. Deputy Hall Master Liu and Jiang Nichang were very proud. As soon as the two came, the disciples in the spectator seats immediately made room for them.
"Why don't you stop the competition? Where's the ancestor? Why don't you come forward?" When Deputy Hall Master Liu saw Jiang Zhichuan flying in the air with his true energy surging out of his body, he immediately became anxious and he hurriedly asked around.
"The ancestor may not be in the second arena today!" The Tsing Yi disciples who had been watching the battle hurriedly replied.
"How is it possible? Ancestor doesn't..." Deputy Hall Master Liu suddenly closed his mouth with a strange look on his face. It is impossible for the Transformation Ancestor in the first three arenas to leave the ring. Now it becomes interesting. Obviously the Transformation Ancestor wants to watch the battle.
!
Thinking of this, Deputy Hall Master Liu summoned his true energy and suddenly shouted towards the center of the ring: "Jiang Zhichuan! You are going to hurt my disciple of the Sword Hall! I must ask for an explanation from you afterwards."
Jiang Zhichuan didn't care at all about Deputy Hall Master Liu's words. Apart from the top ten disciples, the only people who could seek explanation from him were a few hall masters, and those above him would not deliberately trouble him.
"I'm going to find my dad!" Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Jiang Nichang hurriedly ran out.
"Go quickly! Girl!" Deputy Hall Master Liu said eagerly.