Chu Jiang's robes were shattered into countless rags by Chen Ke's sword.
Chen Ke sheathed his sword, glanced at Chu Jiang contemptuously, and said calmly: "Are you still going to take action?"
His sword only attacks Chu Jiang's clothes. If it were to attack Chu Jiang himself, his body would already be scarred.
There was a look of frustration on Chu Jiang's face. Chen Ke had shown mercy, but he still lost. The dignified Canghai Academy's number one person on the Celestial Spirit Body Ranking could not hold on for more than a single stick in the hands of the thirteenth person from Donghai Academy.
Fragrant time.
"I lost." His face was burning, and he turned and left.
The faces of the disciples from the Canghai Academy who were watching all showed surprise. Chen Ke’s sword was too fast. With such great strength, how many people from the Canghai Academy could be his opponents?
"Is there anyone else who wants to come up and try?" Chen Ke's eyes swept across the audience indifferently, with a touch of disdain showing, "I hope someone can come up this time who is more reliable. Otherwise, it will be too boring."
The former number one person in Canghai Academy's Celestial Spiritual Body List turned out to be unreliable in front of Chen Ke. Chu Jiang's face was even more ugly, who made his skills inferior to others.
Liu Shan's expression was equally ugly. Although he knew that the disciples of Donghai Academy were strong, he didn't expect that the gap was so big.
"Let me try." Zheng Feng's eyes darkened, he shouted, and walked onto the competition stage.
All the eyes of everyone around were focused on the competition stage.
"Zheng Feng of Canghai Academy, please enlighten me." Zheng Feng said loudly.
Chen Ke glanced at him lightly and said, "No need to talk nonsense, I'm not interested in knowing your name."
Zheng Feng's face turned ugly, but he needed to delay time and give himself enough time to arrange the formation. Only when the formation was completed could he be invincible.
Chen Ke looked at him quietly, holding the sword against his chest.
Zheng Feng began to set up his formation.
The strange thing is that Chen Ke did not attack him, but just watched him set up his formation, as if everything Zheng Feng did had nothing to do with him.
"Why is this person so strange?" A disciple from Canghai Academy asked, "As soon as Senior Brother Zheng's formation is completed, won't he become a turtle in the urn?"
"Maybe he is confident." The person on the side sneered, "I will be beaten black and blue by Senior Brother Zheng Feng later, let's see if he can still be so arrogant."
Chen Ke listened to the discussions around him and was not angry. He had a faint smile on his face and closed his eyes.
After a stick of incense, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Has your formation been set up?"
Zheng Feng's expression changed. They deliberately let him set up the formation. If he didn't win, it would be a shame for Canghai Academy!
"Let's do it." He snorted coldly, "You didn't interfere with me when I was setting up the formation before. Now that my formation is complete, just wait and admit defeat."
"Oh? Really?" Chen Ke chuckled and said lightly: "I just want to fight to be interesting. As for winning or losing, do you think too much about it?"
Chen Ke moved.
"The low-level swordsmanship of the earth class—Chenhuo Sword Technique!"
The sword steps under his feet were vertical and horizontal, the sword energy in his hand was chirping, and as the light danced, the entire competition arena was enveloped in the light of his sword.
"White Tiger Kill!" Zheng Feng suddenly felt the sharp sword wind coming towards his face, and his face could not help but sink. Chen Ke's sword moves were much more powerful than he imagined. However, he had the formation to rely on, and he thought it was enough.
never fail.
The surrounding spiritual energy gathered together, forming the shape of a white tiger. The tiger roared in the forest, and its momentum was extremely domineering. The white tiger's figure turned into a ball of dazzling cold light and rushed towards Chen Ke.
When they met, the white tiger forced Chen Ke back dozens of steps.
"Okay!" The disciples of Canghai Academy cheered.
Liu Shan also had a faint smile on his face. In his opinion, Chen Ke, who was also a Qi Condensation Realm monk, was indeed a little overconfident.
On the other hand, on the spirit boat, the faces of the disciples from Donghai Academy showed contemptuous smiles.
"It's this cat-and-mouse trick again." Apparently they had done this seemingly stupid thing a lot along the way.
Because to them, this is just a game.
Zheng Feng also moved, one man and one tiger pressing towards Chen Ke.
Chen Ke began to fight back desperately. The Chenhuo Sword Technique was used, and the sword light was as powerful as a swimming dragon, filling all directions, making a loud hissing sound through the air, stinging Zheng Feng's eardrums.
Pfft...
Zheng Feng screamed miserably, and Chen Ke's sword left a blood mark on his body.
Chen Ke sneered and said, "Is this all you have? It's too unbearable."
He shook his head and sighed. Zheng Feng was no match for him even with the help of the formation. He had already lost interest.
"If you have another move, hurry up and use it, otherwise the fight will be over." Chen Ke said contemptuously.
Zheng Feng blushed. He had tried his best, but against Chen Ke, he felt as helpless as a small fly shaking a big tree.
"I surrender!" After dozens of attacks in a row, none of them touched Chen Ke's clothes. Instead, he was left with scars. In desperation, Zheng Feng could only admit defeat.
Another former number one in Canghai Academy was defeated. The disciples in the audience felt discouraged.
"As expected of a disciple of Donghai Academy, the thirteenth place is enough to defeat so many of us. Alas." Someone sighed.
"Yes, the difference is not just a tiny bit." The people on the side agreed.
At this time, a figure floated down from the spirit boat and said to Chen Ke: "Junior brother Chen, please go back first."
Chen Ke nodded, the sword in his hand flashed with spiritual light, and the sword flew onto the spirit boat.
"I wonder who is Qiao Hongfei?" The person who came after looked around and said loudly, "Tu Feng, the third person in Donghai Academy, please enlighten me!"
A third person came directly from Donghai Academy to challenge the first person of Canghai Academy. It seems that they really have no interest in playing anymore.
Qiao Hongfei's eyes flickered. He had watched two fights before and felt that there was indeed a lot to like about the people from Donghai Academy.
He landed on the competition stage and said loudly: "Qiao Hongfei of Canghai Academy has met Senior Brother Tu."
Tu Feng looked Qiao Hongfei up and down, nodded approvingly and said: "Yes, you do have the attitude of being the first person. Don't hide your clumsiness, let me see your strength."
While talking, Tu Feng took action.
His swordsmanship follows the path of lightness. During the dance, the cold light flickers, like countless colorful butterflies flying. He has a graceful demeanor and a posture like an immortal.
The female disciples of Canghai Academy who were watching couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a handsome swordsmanship."
"Yes, there is such a handsome person." Someone looked at Tu Feng with a look of infatuation. The male disciples of Canghai Academy on the side had ugly expressions. They were really embarrassed.
Qiao Hongfei also moved.
Jinghong Sword stirred up a rich sword light, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the light and shadow were blurry.
"Feihong Sword Technique!"
The sword is like a flying giant, approaching Tu Feng.
Tu Feng's body was light and agile, and the sword light flickered, and it instantly wrapped around Qiao Hongfei's Jinghong Sword. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "The Heavenly Wrapping Sword Technique!"
The sword light stuck to Jinghong Sword, following him like a shadow, like a tarsal maggot. Qiao Hongfei's expression changed, and he wanted to get rid of Tu Feng's sword, but Tu Feng's sword seemed to be stuck to his sword, making it difficult to move at all.
"The second style of Feihong Sword Technique - Red Rainbow Penetrating the Sun!" Qiao Hongfei's face darkened, the sword light in his hand suddenly came out, and the Jinghong Sword soared into the sky.
Finally getting rid of the entanglement of Tu Feng's sword light. Qiao Hongfei's face softened slightly, and he pinched the spiritual secret in his hand. The sword light suddenly fell from the sky, swallowing several inches of blood, and came straight to Tu Feng's head.
"Tian Tang Sword Technique!" A faint smile appeared on Tu Feng's face. When the Jinghong Sword came, the sword light in his hand moved.
The sword light was like a magnet, instantly attracting Qiao Hongfei's sword.
The Jinghong Sword fell from the sky, but he turned around and shook it several times, neutralizing the huge force of the sword. Tu Feng smiled slightly, shook his hand, and shot the Jinghong Sword backwards, forcing Qiao Hongfei to shoot.
Qiao Hongfei's expression changed. He didn't expect that the second move of Feihong Sword Technique could be resolved so easily.
He turned around and caught the Jinghong Sword that was shot backwards. Unexpectedly, the hidden force on the sword was not small, forcing him back dozens of steps.
Tu Feng shook his head gently and said, "The number one person in Canghai Academy is nothing more than that."
There was no disdain in his tone, but a hint of disappointment. It seemed that Qiao Hongfei's strength was no longer worth his gaze.
Qiao Hongfei's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he said solemnly: "I will make one last move. If Senior Brother Tu can block it, I will admit defeat!"
His eyes darkened, and instantly his whole aura sank. His aura was as deep as an abyss, and a sword light flashed across the Jinghong Sword.
"Fragments of Feihong's Sword Technique - Feihong's Four Desolations!"
His eyes darkened, and the gleaming sword light on the Jinghong Sword instantly surged, and there seemed to be countless sword shadows surrounding it. The sharp attributes of the Jinghong Sword were also instantly stimulated to the extreme.
Tsk tsk...
The sword energy made a harsh sound piercing the air.
As soon as the sword was shot, the sword light overflowed and fell from the sky. Then the spiritual energy from all directions instantly turned into Feihong sword energy. The sword energy was like rain. When it came within ten feet of Tu Feng, the sword energy merged into one instantly.
Jinghong Sword made a light sound, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar.
Tu Feng's eyes lit up and he chuckled, "This is so decent."
"Second form of Tiantuan Sword Technique - Seal all directions."
As soon as the sword thrust out, countless criss-crossing lights appeared in front of him, blocking him like fishing nets.
When the Jinghong Sword sank into the sword net, Chi Chi's sword energy moved horizontally and tore the sword net apart. But Tu Feng swam inside, and the newly broken sword net was repaired in a moment.
After a stalemate between one person and one sword for a stick of incense, Qiao Hongfei's face turned pale. It was obvious that his spiritual power was insufficient, and the light on Jinghong Sword instantly shrank by 90%.
"Isn't it possible?" Tu Feng sneered. He didn't intend to use his spiritual power advantage to crush Qiao Hongfei at first, but the power of the remaining part of Feihong Sword exceeded his expectation.
Therefore, he can only resort to consumption methods.
There was a bang.
Jinghong Sword fell to the ground.
Tu Feng also sheathed his sword at the same time.
Qiao Hongfei lost!
"You are very strong, but you are not as good as me." Tu Feng said lightly, "However, you are worthy of your reputation as the number one person in Canghai Academy."
Qiao Hongfei picked up the sword on the ground and said, "You are wrong, I am not the number one person in Canghai Academy."