"Yang Fan's sword formation was actually broken?"

Seeing that all 35 of Yang Fan's flying swords had lost their spirituality and fell one after another on the stage, the students in the audience couldn't help but burst into exclamations.

From the group stage to the knockout stage, Yang Fan's Five Elements Sword Formation was invincible, shattering the confidence of many geniuses. Any student who had fought with him would be terrified of his powerful sword formation.

However, in the semi-finals, when fighting against Jiang Qiuyue, Yang Fan's seemingly invincible sword formation actually failed, and fell on the ring and could no longer be controlled!

"Jiang Qiuyue is indeed the fifth-ranked daughter of No. 1 Middle School! This extremely arrogant Yang Fan is finally going to be swept off the stage and suffer a miserable defeat!"

"When Yang Fan swept Li Yanghui, I was almost in despair. I even had the illusion that he was about to take first place in the joint exam!"

"Now it seems that he is just so-so. At most, he is slightly better than Li Yanghui, but he is still far from qualified to be compared with the top five in No. 1 Middle School!"

"I just want to say one thing, Jiang Qiuyue is awesome!"

When students from other schools saw that Yang Fan's swordsmanship was sealed by Jiang Qiuyue, they were extremely happy.

The students from No. 3 Middle School felt a little uncomfortable. They saw that the number one student in their school was about to be defeated. Even though losing to Jiang Qiuyue, who was ranked fifth in No. 1 Middle School, was not shameful, they still felt a little upset.

"Alas, has Yang Fan finally stopped here? I used to imagine that if he could get first place in the joint exam, the three of us middle school students would rush over and give him a bear hug. Now it seems that I was a little too imaginative."

"To be honest, I feel very uncomfortable right now, but after all, Yang Fan is facing Jiang Qiuyue, who is ranked fifth in No. 1 Middle School. She is the strongest person in this joint exam besides Jiang Chen. It is not shameful to lose to her."

"Brothers, when Yang Fan steps off the stage, I hope you won't slump your shoulders like you do now, looking listless and with only disappointment and frustration visible on your faces."

"Before this joint exam, who would have believed that a student from No. 3 Middle School could make it to the semifinals? Yang Fan has done his best and brought No. 3 Middle School an honor that would be the envy of several other middle schools."

"He should be greeted with smiling faces and cheers, not the frustration you are showing now!"

Yang Fan's sword formation technique was sealed by Jiang Qiuyue's curse. All the students present thought that Yang Fan was no longer able to fight, but Yang Fan on the ring looked calm and did not show even a trace of panic.

"My swordsmanship has indeed been sealed, but the seal is limited in duration, and can only last for about three minutes. And such a powerful sealing technique should not be able to be used a second time in such a short period of time, right?"

"After three minutes, Jiang Qiuyue will no longer be able to stop my attack. No matter how powerful her magic is, I will destroy it!"

Thinking of this, Yang Fan immediately unfolded his spiritual shield to block the [Fireball Technique] and [Wind Blade Technique] thrown by Jiang Qiuyue. Then he refined the elixir with his left hand and drew talismans with his right hand. The puppets and formation flags that had been drawn next to him were also under his control and could attack at any time.

Seeing Yang Fan calmly dealing with her attacks and using various Taoist methods one after another, Jiang Qiuyue couldn't help but feel annoyed, because this was completely inconsistent with her expectations!

Yang Fan should be full of frustration and panic at a loss, instead of remaining calm like he is now!

"Even the most powerful swordsmanship has been sealed by me. How much combat power can these illusory objects drawn with spiritual energy exert? They are nothing but self-deception!"

Jiang Qiuyue continued to release zero-level magic. Magic such as [Ice Cone], [Fireball], [Wind Blade], etc. hit Yang Fan's spiritual shield like a storm, causing waves of violent fluctuations.

At the same time, Jiang Qiuyue was muttering something, chanting the spell of first-level magic, and a cold light flashed on his staff!

"Yang Fan, I want to see how you, having lost your sword skills, can survive these long three minutes under my attack!"

As the fifth-ranked top student in No. 1 Middle School, Jiang Qiuyue is very proficient in using all other magic except for the sealing technique she used earlier, and her release speed and magic power are all at the top level.

There is no reason for her to lose this battle!

Facing Jiang Qiuyue's violent attack, Yang Fan initially just passively defended and tried his best to prepare various Taoist methods.

After the alchemy furnace was completed and several talismans with various effects were drawn, the spiritual shield could no longer hold up.

Yang Fan made a prompt decision, retracted the shield, and slapped a wind talisman on his leg. His speed increased instantly, leaving a trail of shadows on the ring, and rushed towards Jiang Qiuyue!

In terms of physical strength, Jiang Qiuyue, who has cultivated magical civilization, is definitely not as good as Yang Fan.

Once Yang Fan gets close to her, Jiang Qiuyue will definitely be unable to resist. Even if she is not knocked off the ring, her rhythm will definitely be disrupted and she will not be able to launch a series of magic attacks like before.

And if we fall into this situation and are led by Yang Fan, the battle can be declared over!

"Heh, Yang Fan, do you think I don't know that my physical strength is weak? You have your aura shield, and I have my magic shield!"

As she spoke, Jiang Qiuyue waved her staff, and a blue shield suddenly lit up in front of her, colliding with Yang Fan's palm.

Bang!

With a slap of his palm, Yang Fan not only failed to break the magic shield, but was blown away by the huge rebound force and fell six meters away.

At this time, Jiang Qiuyue had finished chanting her first-level magic, and a shocking water column suddenly burst out from the staff, like an angry dragon, roaring towards Yang Fan!

At the critical moment, there was no fear on Yang Fan's face. He grabbed the alchemy furnace with his right hand and stuffed the fragrant pill into his mouth.

In an instant, a strong blood energy burst out from Yang Fan's body, and his physical strength increased greatly.

He raised his fist and smashed it towards the terrifying column of water.

Bang!

A loud noise like an explosion!

After the water column collided with Yang Fan's fist, mist-like water vapor instantly evaporated, covering the entire arena.

Jiang Qiuyue couldn't see Yang Fan's condition through the thick fog, so she could only continue to maintain the magic shield and chant the next powerful first-level magic.

But Yang Fan, who was in the fog, pulled out a Thousand Miles Vision Talisman, slapped it on his eyes, and quickly locked onto Jiang Qiuyue's position. The eight formation flags moved according to his will, and approached her silently through the fog.

The two empty eyes of the puppet that had just been drawn not long ago also burst into brilliance at this moment, and rushed towards Jiang Qiuyue from another direction.

In the audience, most students' vision was also obscured by the fog, and they could not see clearly what was happening inside the fog.

But they felt that even if Yang Fan could barely hold on after being hit head-on by such a powerful water column, he would be at the end of his strength and would not be able to continue fighting.

Jiang Qiuyue thought so at first, but there was always an erratic breath in the fog that made her feel nervous and she dared not relax.

In her imagination, no one could use their body to take on her first-level magic without getting hurt.

At this moment, Yang Fan must be dying, but he may still have a chance to struggle to death!

Suddenly, a translucent puppet rushed out from the fog, raising a fist as big as a bowl and pounced towards Jiang Qiuyue!

Seeing this puppet, Jiang Qiuyue's lips curled up slightly: "Yang Fan, is this your last resort? The momentum is good, but to me, it's just a matter of first-level magic."

Jiang Qiuyue blasted the first-level magic that she had prepared long ago at the puppet, but she did not notice that eight formation flags had quietly come to her side.

"Earth Killing Formation!"

Yang Fan shouted loudly and rushed out from the thick fog.

In an instant, the eight flags burst out with powerful earth-attribute energy, locking Jiang Qiuyue inside.

Stone men, earth dragons, ground spikes...all kinds of earth-attribute attacks emerged one after another, catching Jiang Qiuyue off guard!

In a panic, Jiang Qiuyue had no time to prepare first-level magic and could only continuously release zero-level magic to resist the attacks coming from all directions, which became increasingly difficult to resist.

"No... I won't lose. How could I possibly lose? Yang Fan has already lost his strongest sword technique. Why would I lose?"

Jiang Qiuyue was completely confused. She could feel Yang Fan approaching quickly. This battle might really be over, in the way that was most difficult for her to accept!

But she still had illusions and refused to accept reality, still making her final struggle, until a cold sword pointed at the tip of her nose.

"Do you want to admit defeat, or do you want me to take you down?"