() Now Su Qingchen, the second monk, was confused. He patted his face and stopped thinking about anything. Who knows what is wrong with these guys, but this competition is an opportunity for him to win over people.
You must win the championship, recruit more juniors, and build a foundation for yourself in the future.
After a while, Su Qingchen arrived at the competition venue. The still enthusiastic crowd made Su Qingchen feel helpless. When he saw Wang Xing and others cheering on the side, Su Qingchen walked over and suddenly stopped walking because he saw Bing Xin.
Sisters, while hesitating, they glanced at the people competing on the stage and saw Yin Ting from her class.
All the panic in my heart disappeared, and I walked into the arena without my control of my feet, paying full attention to the competition on the stage, a little more focused than my own competition.
On the platform, two figures moved violently across each other, and their souls clashed, causing the surrounding soul power to enter chaos. The young man in green crossed his arms fiercely in front of him, and with a muffled sound, he blocked Yin Ting's whip.
smoke.
Although the attack seemed gentle, when the two souls were connected, the gentle force suddenly became full of aggression. The corner of his mouth twitched, and the strong force on his arm made Qing Yi take two steps back.
Step by step, there is a slightly green bruise on the arm, where the whip is close to the whip.
Looking at the young man in green clothes who retreated, Yin Ting smiled slightly, her small white hands slowly swimming in front of her, and the whip in her hand was like an animated green snake, with a faint green light attached to it.
The young man in green steadied himself, shook his head in amazement, and said lightly: "Beauty, chi chi, she's quite strong." After saying that, he looked up at Yin Ting, who had a faint smile on her little mouth, and licked her mouth.
Strong fighting spirit.
Seeing the changes on the platform, Su Qingchen couldn't help but feel happy for Yin Ting, but when he noticed the facial expression of the young man in green, he actually felt a little jealous.
The young man in green stamped his feet on the ground and rushed out. The sword spirit in his hand was pointed directly at Yin Ting's eyebrows. While attacking, he kept absorbing the soul power in the air.
The minds of everyone in the audience couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the young man in green has entered the realm of a spirit being? Absorbing soul power during attacks is the standard for entering a spirit being. This is also the reason why spiritual beings cannot compete with spirit beings. Everyone was worried about Yin Ting on the stage.
A cold sweat.
Looking at the young man in green who was attacking again, Yin Ting raised her small mouth, and the faint green light on the whip spirit in her palm became more intense.
The sole of his foot stepped hard on the fighting platform, and the small footprints were actually stepped on. The young man in green suddenly stopped when he was still about half a meter away from Yin Ting. There was a mixture of extreme movement and extreme silence.
Time, perfect transformation, no one feels the slightest bit abrupt.
Seeing the young man in green controlling his speed so skillfully, Su Qingchen couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in his solemn eyes.
"Tornado Stab!" The running figure suddenly became still. The young man in green touched the ground with his right foot, and violently rotated his body to increase strength. After drawing a powerful arc in the air with his left foot, there was a slightly harsh sound.
Feng whispered and stabbed Yin Ting fiercely.
Looking up at the fierce offensive of the girl in green, Yin Ting tapped her delicate chin, her white hands stretched out in a small semicircle in front of her body, and the whip in her palm suddenly emitted a faint green light,
It curved into a single semi-circle, and immediately wrapped around the sword spirit of the young man in green without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The souls exchanged, with a muffled sound and an explosion out of thin air. A trace of explosive soul power was scattered. After a moment of stalemate in mid-air, both of them retreated sharply.
Yin Ting's soul appeared like a shadow, and she was obviously at a disadvantage. She was directly blasted onto the soul wall four to five meters away. The rebounding force dissolved the rapidly falling energy. She stepped on the air with her feet and immediately stabilized herself.
The figure fell back to the stage.
Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who also took a few steps back, Yin Ting smacked her lips and said with a wry smile: "The strength of the spirit is only this, it seems that I have hope of promotion." While speaking, Yin Ting's soul art was running, and the whip spirit became like a spirit again.
A snake was active on her chest, with strands of green light wrapped around it, and it looked so weird.
"Snake Dance Whip." With a deep voice, Yin Ting stamped her foot on the table. It was already the place where the mark was left. This time, it actually made a concave shape. It can be imagined that the attack at this time will be
So strong.
Seeing the whip in front of him, which was sonorous and powerful, the young man in green shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You forced me to do this." With a slight wave of his right hand, a trace of soul power was thrown out, forming a spiritual thread in the air.
Swinging and slashing several times seems to be a simple movement, but it contains hidden power.
A trace of soul power threads floated in front of him. When the soul power threads formed a circle, the figure of the young man in green moved. He raised his right hand, inserted the sword into the center of the circle, tapped his right foot on the table, and floated forward, drawing in the air.
Create a wonderful attack route.
"Agility Thousand Destructions, a low-level green fantasy soul skill. It is your honor to force me to use this soul skill." With a cold voice, the sword spirit of the young man in green appeared in front of Yin Ting.
Yin Ting calmly waved the whip in her hand, not disturbed by the words of the young man in green. The whip was like a snake wrapped around the sword spirit. When Yin Ting just smiled, the sword spirit disappeared out of thin air into the curved skin.
Inside the whip, he reappeared next to the whip and attacked him again.
Yin Ting couldn't help but panic in her heart, and the whip wrapped around the sword spirit again. This time, the wrapping was still useless. The sword spirit disappeared strangely again, and when it appeared, it had already arrived in front of Yin Ting. The body touched by the sword spirit couldn't help but tremble.
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but closed their eyes. They really couldn't bear to see such a cute girl being stabbed. Only Su Qingchen clenched his fists and activated his soul skills. If the sword spirit stabbed Yin Ting, Su Qingchen would strike without hesitation.
Break the soul wall and enter the battle arena to fight the young man in green.
The sword spirit touch pierced through the clothes and lightly slid on Yin Ting's skin. It disappeared strangely again and reappeared behind Yin Ting.
The young man in Tsing Yi took back his soul and smiled at the middle-aged man outside the fighting stage. After the result was announced and the soul wall disappeared, the young man in Tsing Yi smiled in one direction outside the fighting stage. That delicate smile gave people a sunny and handsome look.
The feeling. At this moment, his figure appeared so tall, which fascinated a group of infatuated women.
After seeing that Yin Ting was okay, Su Qingchen relaxed his nervousness, put away his soul skills, and frowned slightly. Thinking back to the strange attack of the young man just now, he couldn't figure out how to get rid of Yin Ting's whip spirit.
Stopping the attack did not hurt Yin Ting, but her mind turned around. If it were me, could I dodge this blow?
Su Qingchen was once again immersed in the blow just now and couldn't extricate himself for a long time. He knew that if he met the boy, he probably wouldn't even have a 10% chance of winning. It seemed that the strength of Stan Academy was not as simple as imagined. It was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
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After a while, Wang Xing and others came to Su Qingchen. This time, no one dared to step forward. He stood not far from Su Qingchen, put his hand in front of his chest, coughed and said, "Boss, it's your turn."
The speaker took a step back and looked at Su Qingchen warily.