"Bing Zhengyang, the starter of Military Defense University, is a magician and has never played in battle before."

"Tsinghua University is Yu Mingda's starter, and Yu Mingda has not played before. The difference is that he is the main player of Tsinghua University or a cultivator."

“…”

Accompanied by Feng Feichen's introduction, the spiritual masters on both sides came to power.

At this time, Yu Mingda was holding a small battle axe in both hands. It was obvious that he was taking the speed route.

"Military Defense University, Bing Zhengyang!"

"Tsinghua University, Yu Mingda!"

As soon as the two of them finished introducing, a roar suddenly came from the audience: "Military Defense University will win, defeat Tsinghua University!"

"Military Defense University will win!"

"Tsinghua and Peking University will win, one wears five!"

“…”

Many people came to watch the battle this time, and the grievances between the Tsinghua and Peking University Military Defense University were really uncountable.

Before the National Elite Competition was officially announced, these two universities had private competitions almost every year, and Military Defense University lost more than it won.

"quiet!"

A strong man shouted lightly, interrupting everyone's cheers.

The referee was not in a hurry to announce the start. After the quietness came, he shouted: "Start!"

The magicians set apart from the cultivator thirty meters apart. With the referee's game starting, Yu Mingda had already charged quickly towards Bing Zhengyang.

Yu Mingda's body rushed straight to Bing Zhengyang like a blue light.

The rich red light appeared on Bing Zhengyang in an instant, and he didn't see any spells chanting. The staff in his hand was directly inserted into the ground. The red light was released by him and the staff. The rich spiritual power fluctuations gave people

A strong sense of oppression. But no one could see what magic this guy was going to fight for.

Yu Mingda himself has a wind attribute, and with the increase of a pair of wind-type short axes, the speed is predictable. With the great perfection of the Golden Pill, he did not take Bing Zhengyang seriously at all. Speed ​​is in the running process

It increased sharply, and rushed towards Bing Zhengyang with an indomitable momentum.

The speed is proportional to the attack power. Yu Mingda's battle axe in his hands is ready to deal with Bing Zhengyang's magic. His battle axes obviously have the effect of destroying demons, and their spiritual power is not weak. At this time, a pair of battle axes

With the injection of spiritual power, it turned blue. What he was thinking about now was to cut off where Feng Zhengyang. After all, this is not a life-and-death battle, and he can't harm his opponent.

What surprised everyone was that Bing Zhengyang did nothing while the other party rushed towards him. He just watched the other party come over.

Of course, Yu Mingda's speed was also quite fast. In just a few blinks, he arrived in front of Bing Zhengyang, and a pair of battle axes also rose up.

The victory smile has appeared on Mingda's face. As a magician, being so close to the cultivator, the game is destined to be over. However, he was not careless at all, and he was still full of spiritual power and ready to deal with the possibility of Bing Zhengyang.

Counterattack.

Just when the two sides were only about two meters away, Bing Zhengyang finally reacted, and a circle of extremely rich red halo suddenly spread out from him.

Resist the fire ring!

A low-level magic has no attack power. Its most important function is to shake the enemy away to avoid the enemy's attack on him. It is one of the self-protection skills of fire magicians.

Seeing that the other party had been waiting for a long time and actually released a fire ring, Yu Mingda couldn't help but laugh directly. With the fire ring, he wanted to stop me. His left hand slashed forward. In his opinion, with the axe on the axe, he was on the axe.

With the effect of destroying the demon, splitting this resisting fire ring is simply a breeze.

Is this really the case?

Yu Mingda's smile froze before it disappeared, because he was surprised to find that after his battle axe hit the resisting fire ring, it seemed to be slashing into a huge piece of rubber, with strong rebound and strength.

Toughness makes it unable to move forward at all. The next moment, the faster the sprint, the greater the reaction force.

The resist fire ring collided with the rapid charge, and Yu Mingda was bounced out at a faster speed than before, just like a stone shot with a slingshot. Moreover, although the resist fire ring was not hard, it was like this.

The recoil made him feel stuffy in his chest, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he fell into a brief state of dizziness.

A large basin flame floated out at this time, but did not attack Yu Mingda. He just hovered in the air for a while and returned to Bing Zhengyang's staff.

The referee terminated the game and ruled that Bing Zhengyang won. It was obvious that if the fireball technique just now fell on Mingda, he would be half-dead. It was the top third-level magic. The magician's attack power was not other spiritualists.

Martial arts can be compared.

Bing Zhengyang was not feeling well. Although Yu Mingda's attack did not directly attack Bing Zhengyang, the effect of destroying the demons penetrated into his body.

At this time, after the referee announced the verdict, Bing Zhengyang smiled at Shinan, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. He swayed for a few times before he held the staff and stood firm.

Although Bing Zhengyang won, in terms of injury alone, Bing Zhengyang was even heavier than Yu Mingda, and the opponent fainted at most...

"I didn't expect that this guy is usually very popular and knows how to understand his mind when fighting!" Before Xu Qi could recover, she looked at Bing Zhengyang, who was supported by several medical staff, walking towards the treatment room in surprise.

"You go to the competition first, and everyone else will prepare. I'll go to the medical room to see it!" Shi Nan reminded him and walked to the medical room alone. In this ring competition, an emergency medical room was set up in the backstage of the gymnasium.

...

Soon, Heather arrived at the medical room.

Liu Gongqian and Ami Xue and other players who were not arranged to appear have already arrived at the medical room.

A group of people surrounded the doctor and asked, "Doctor, Zhengyang..."

"The internal organs are damaged, but it's good if the person is not dead. Cultivate for a long time and take good care of the internal organs. Don't do anything more than three months, you won't die..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Bing Zhengyang could recuperate. The blood in Bing Zhengyang's mouth stopped, and his consciousness was still clear. He said with difficulty: "I...I'm fine..."

Seeing this, Shi Nan said nothing, and it was not the first time that Bing Zhengyang was competitive.

This time, even though he knew he was defeated, he finally knocked Yu Mingda out of nowhere with the intention of losing both sides.

"Cultivate well."

Shi Nan reminded him, seeing that Yin Xuelan had come too, she didn't stay here for long, and she was still calling in front of her.

...

The spiritual master explodes with all his strength, goes to the arena, tries to win and lose, and is extremely fast.

When Shinan came back, he happened to see Xu Qi roaring, and the dagger quickly stabbed Rao Bowen's thigh and several times!

"Dare to bully our military defense university and kill you!"

Xu Qi didn't know about Bing Zhengyang's situation, but it was obviously not too light. She was furious at this moment. With all her strength, she directly attacked her death!

If Rao Bowen had not avoided it in time just now, the one who was stabbed in his chest was now.

Xiong Jin from Tsinghua University had a gloomy face. Looking at the scene in front of him, he had no chance to play in this competition under the arrangement of the academy. At this time, he could only watch without saying a word.

As Yang Zimo, vice president of Lingdao College of Tsinghua University on the second floor, admitted defeat, the medical team quickly carried people off.

Less than five minutes after the war started, three people were injured and stepped down!

Xiong Jin winked at Wei Hanhai beside him. Before the referee could speak, Wei Hanhai directly carried a D-class alloy sword onto the stage.

The referee shouted: "Start!"

With a sound, Xu Qi and Wei Hanhai moved at the same time!

Wei Hanhai used his hand to slash with one sword. Obviously, the spiritual power of this sword was beyond Xu Qi's expectations.

Xu Qi can no longer give in at this moment and cannot avoid it.

She had no intention of giving in.

The next moment, the two swords collided with each other!

"when!"

With a loud bang, Xu Qi held the dagger in her hand and took several steps back. Her face turned red, but she did not vomit blood, but there was blood dripping from her hands.

Wei Hanhai made a contribution with one blow, and he was not vague. He immediately caught up and started the second blow!

Xu Qi continued to block with a dagger this time, with a loud bang, her hand holding the dagger kept trembling and blood dripping.

Xu Qi pursed her lips, still silent, and continued to take a few steps back.

Wei Hanhai was forced to take two consecutive strikes by Xu Qi, and he was also a little surprised. His two strikes were not so easy to deal with. He knew Xu Qi's situation, which was just a third-level late stage.

Wei Hanhai is in the third level of great perfection, and his spiritual power is more than twice that of Xu Qi. In addition to retaining the necessary spiritual power to survive, he can at least cut four to five swords with all his strength.

Xu Qi took another move, and the inner organs would suffer severe damage.

Wei Hanhai didn't care what this woman was thinking. Since he took it on the initiative, he wouldn't be polite!

Before everyone in the audience could come back to their senses, Wei Hanhai swept across with a knife, causing waves of whistling.

"when!"

The third knife heard another crisp sound.

Xu Qi's hands were trembling violently. The next moment, the dagger in Xu Qi's hand slid down and fell to the ground with a "very" sound.

Wei Hanhai's face was happy, and all three swords were taken over. Xu Qi was already severely injured at this moment!

"This woman is showing off her strength!"

Such thoughts arose in his heart, but Wei Hanhai had no mercy at all.
To be continued...