Xia Yue and Zhan Qingqi faced opponents who were all ranked in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List.
In front of Zhan Qingqi was a handsome young man, and behind her was a butterfly phantom, which looked beautiful and colorful true energy was scattered with each flap of its wings.
"It looks like Junior Sister Zhan is going to lose. Gong Guangji is ranked sixth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and her Martial Spirit is a five-star Illusory Butterfly."
Sanjie stroked his bald head and said with some confidence.
"I say, martial arts fanatic, are you really that confident? Qingqi's strength is not weak either, and she has recently made a breakthrough. She is also very likely to win."
When Jiang Xinghai saw that Sanjie had made such a conclusion, he immediately spoke up to refute it, not allowing anyone to slander the goddess in his heart.
"I have fought Gong Guangji many times, and I know quite a bit about his trump cards."
Sanjie shook his head helplessly, and was too lazy to continue talking to Jiang Xinghai, who was acting somewhat aggressively.
Just after Sanjie's voice fell, a colorful light actually rose directly from Gong Guangji's martial spirit.
"Martial Spirit Mark!"
Jiang Xinghai was somewhat surprised to see this scene. He frowned and looked at Zhan Qingqi, who was wrapped in a blue aura of true energy, as she came up onto the stage. His eyes were full of worry.
The colorful light emanating from the iridescent butterfly enveloped Zhan Qingqi with a gentle flap of its wings.
Gong Guangji's figure also disappeared from the arena in an instant. Qin Xin's eyes narrowed slightly. Through his spiritual sense, he could sense that Gong Guangji was moving at an incredible speed and was merging into the colorful light, rapidly approaching Zhan Qingqi.
"Bang!"
A muffled groan rang out, and Zhan Qingqi was sent flying backwards, heading towards the high platform.
Jiang Xinghai's true energy suddenly surged forth, and he rushed out. Unexpectedly, Gong Guangji suddenly attacked, and Jiang Xinghai swung his sword to defend.
"well."
A figure darted behind Zhan Qingqi, gently embraced her, and let out a sigh.
The person who held Zhan Qingqi was Qin Xin. He didn't want to intervene, but after seeing Jiang Xinghai being stopped, he couldn't just stand by and watch Zhan Qingqi fall onto the high platform. After all, she had tried to help Qin Xin in his previous competition.
Of course, along with Qin Xin's sigh, Shi Shan and San Jie also appeared. They were somewhat surprised by the similarity in their appearances, as they had not expected Qin Xin's burst of speed to surpass theirs.
The three exchanged a smile. At this moment, Zhan Qingqi's usually cool face was flushed. Before her was the face of a young man. She struggled to break free from Qin Xin's embrace, took out a pill, swallowed it, and immediately sat down to heal her injuries.
"You! You deserve to die!"
Seeing Zhan Qingqi's helplessness, Jiang Xinghai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
His sword-like eyebrows furrowed, his eyes bloodshot, and he charged directly onto the arena, glaring angrily at the somewhat handsome Gong Guangji, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
"What's wrong, Jiang Xinghai? Do you also want to spar with me?"
Gong Guangji looked at Jiang Xinghai, who was now burning with anger, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He directly provoked him.
"Step down, or you will be disqualified!"
The elder's angry rebuke from the high platform brought Jiang Xinghai to his senses. He gritted his teeth, his sword energy surged, and a dense killing intent rose up as he turned and returned to the high platform.
Xia Yue's competition also attracted a lot of discussion because her opponent chose to forfeit, leading many to believe that the person who withdrew did so out of consideration for Xia Yue's status. For a time, many students in the audience were angrily shouting that it was unfair.
After this minor incident, the competition continued.
Shi Shan, San Jie, and others crushed their opponents and advanced directly. As for Jiang Xinghai, due to his anger, he vented his rage on his opponent. The entire arena was filled with starlight, like countless sword blades crashing down, leaving his opponent in a sorry state and flying straight off the arena.
After a series of competitions, the number of people on the platform dwindled, leaving only twenty-one students.
"The next round will be the final round of the competition. The winner will be qualified to enter the inner academy. To be fair, Longmu will receive a bye and directly qualify to enter the inner academy."
On the high platform, Jia Yan's aged yet loud voice resounded throughout the entire arena.
"You old bastard! You did this on purpose!" Qianqian Xiaoshou
Upon hearing the rules, Long Mu immediately dropped the spiritual medicine in his hand, his figure transforming into a phantom as he charged straight towards Jia Yan!
"What an ill-mannered brat! Today, I'll bring your master to teach you a lesson!"
Jia Yan's words were tinged with anger. He conjured a long sword that emitted flames out of thin air and with a casual strike, Long Mu's body was plunged into the high platform, and he was completely bound, only able to make whimpering sounds.
"The game continues!"
The imposing aura emanating from Jia Yan made the surrounding students afraid to even breathe.
The remaining twenty people also went up on stage one after another to draw bamboo sticks.
After sensing Jia Yan's aura, Qin Xin was somewhat taken aback. The danger posed by the wrath of a Yuanfu Realm expert was indeed terrifying.
Just as Qin Xin was taking out the bamboo stick, he noticed that someone had deliberately used a trick on the stick. After glancing at Lin Jinglei, Qin Xin roughly knew what was going on, so he took the bamboo stick out as he saw fit.
"Number Seven!"
Looking at the bamboo skewer in his hand, Qin Xin smiled calmly, because when he glanced at the bamboo skewer in Lin Jinglei's hand, he saw that it also had the number "seven" on it.
Numbers one through five, please come up on stage!
Upon Jia Yan's announcement, he leaped onto the corresponding arena with his number in hand.
Qin Xin also observed for a while and found that none of the top ten students on the Hidden Dragon Ranking had met. A smile appeared on his lips. Perhaps this was a kind of consideration for the students ranked in the top ten.
"Jiang Xinghai vs. Gong Guangji."
Seeing the two players engaged in a fierce clash on the field, Qin Xin immediately locked his gaze on them.
"Heavenly Star Sword!"
A brown longsword seemed to fall from the starry sky, leaving a trail in the air before hovering in mid-air in front of Jiang Xinghai. The moment he grasped the hilt, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Gong Guangji's iridescent butterfly martial spirit pattern, once activated, directly enveloped Jiang Xinghai.
The crackling sounds not only came from the arena, but Jiang Xinghai seemed to have entered a berserk state, charging towards Gong Guangji without any regard for anything else.
The arena was incredibly dangerous for a moment, with neither of them holding back.
This is not only because of the previous conflict, but also because it concerns whether or not one can enter the inner courtyard.
The same was true on the other arenas. Shi Shan's shield, constantly being activated, emitted a dazzling golden light from its black gold construction.
The three precepts are slightly different. A Buddha image appears behind them, while a Tai Chi pattern flows on their cuffs. They have both Buddhist and Taoist charm, and for a moment they are covered with a mysterious aura.
Watching the battle on the arena, Qin Xin felt his blood boil. Reaching the somewhat cold gaze behind him, Qin Xin chose to meet it directly, his fighting spirit burning fiercely!
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