Xiyue, who was staying in the corner, opened her eyes. The national master looked at the red figure above the main seat with his phoenix eyes.
The man on the main seat wore a white butterfly mask covering the upper half of his face. The lower half had a smooth and fair face with clear edges and corners. The red lips with moderate thickness under his high nose did not have a smile.
The man looked at something in the field, and then the seven elders felt as if they had arrived in the ice cellar. What's wrong with this master?
The national master closed his eyes. He put his red clothes and black-patterned cloud sleeves to make his ink hair look even darker. He sat lazily in his seat, fiddling with the ends of his hair with one hand. The seven elders looked at each other.
"Please be quiet. This seed competition is the same as in previous years. Participants must not be over twenty years old. It is best to participate carefully if they have a warrior elemental master below the command level. Even if you stand to the end, if you are below the command level, they will be eliminated and replaced by the next one. Life and death are left to fate in the competition. Everyone who comes on stage is ready to be injured, disabled and dies, and their families should not take revenge afterwards. The winner is defeated in the competition. The 56th Seed Selection Competition of Yuntian Academy begins now."
"There are 800 people who have signed up this time. In the first round of the competition, everyone is divided into four groups and each group of 200 people. When you sign up, you already know your number. Now please come on stage! Those who fall down and stand on the ground lose."
Xiyue smiled, only hers was the simplest one, and she walked slowly onto the stage with a step.
This is a melee, regardless of occupation, in order to remove the weak in this form.
The audience in the audience looked at the pretty woman wearing simple black clothes and tied up her hair slowly walked onto the No. 4 stage. After confirming their numbers, the rest also walked onto the stage one by one.
After going on stage, Xiyue came to the end of the competition stage and stood there. Everyone in front of her was tall and strong to block her thin figure. It would be best not to put herself at the forefront of the storm, because it was not said that she could not be besieged. If a group of people besieged a person, even if that person is strong, there is no chance of winning.
The national master in the seat saw Qianli's figure standing behind the crowd and raised his lips.
This woman is smart too.
The elder looked at the people standing on the stage, "Only ten people can be left on each stage, the competition begins!" With the crisp sound of gongs, fierce battle started on the four rings. Xiyue quietly observed the situation of her group behind as if nothing had happened. Among the people coming and going, she saw a boy like herself on the other side of the competition stage. She was also quietly observing everything there, and the boy seemed to feel Xiyue's gaze, and the two of them met.
They are all as calm as water.
Who is that girl? He can't feel any elemental fluctuations or any fighting spirit on her body.
The boy's eyes became cold, and Xiyue looked at him quietly, guessing what he thought and smiled faintly.
This seemingly unintentional smile is deliberate in someone's eyes.
Xiyue followed her on the stage for a while, and she and the boy appeared. There was no special character anymore. Xiyue moved her eyes to the No. 3 next door.
Xiyue's eyes turned on the other three competition platforms, without her familiar figure. I think that Gong Yourou has not yet broken through the commander level? Xiyue sneered. There were people's shouts around him, accompanied by the elemental master's gorgeous skills, and the warrior's fighting spirit was filled with. In a blink of an eye, less than 70 or 80 people were left, and some people were struggling to hold on, while some were watching the show.
As they were fighting, someone finally found Xiyue and the boy on stage No. 4. "Let's just stop fighting. There are two idle people here. Let's hit them together." The person who spoke was a burly man. The beard beside his cheek made him look like a fur-fried lion. He was holding a giant big knife in his hand, with four golden rings on it.
After hearing this, the people on the four platforms looked at Xiyue and the boy. Looking at their arrogant figures, they didn't know how to do it for a moment. Xiyue looked at the boy with a joking look on his face. "Would you do it?" Xiyue's soul sent a message to the boy, and the boy still looked at Xiyue calmly.
Xiyue took a few more steps back, wrapped her hands around her, looking like she was watching the show. She knew that this young man could handle it.
The young man drew out his sword. He held the long sword in his hand. The sword was covered with a faint purple light, which made the sword even more cold. The sunlight reflected a white light on the blade and now on the man's face.
"Hey, do you fight?" The burly man saw the boy pulling out his long sword and Xiyue stood aside. "Boy, I'll play with you!" The remaining dozen people around him were consciously paying attention to them. There was no time limit anyway, so they should rest.
"Ah--" The burly man shouted loudly, holding the sword in both hands, the battle aura of commanding the peak warriors was emitted, and the faces of the defeated people around him appeared, and some were surprised and respected by others... At the peak of commanding the leadership, Xiyue could feel the pressure from the man, and she was only the third-level warrior. Naturally, she was unable to defeat.
The big sword in the man's hand emitted a dazzling golden light, and the four golden rings on the back of the knife made a crisp collision sound. In comparison, the young man's sword, which was wide willow leaves, and the inconspicuous purple light were not worth mentioning at all. "I will let you taste the power of Jinsha from my ancestors today." Xiyue narrowed her eyes. Jinsha? The knife looked pretty good, but this person could not exert its true strength.
The man waved the gold and slashed at the young man.
The young man slowly stepped forward and held a long sword in his right hand. The sword passed by the ground and left a trace. Although the man looked clumsy, his strength was placing his speed very fast. The two men got closer and closer, and the burly man was about to cut the young man with a knife. When everyone was tall and thought the young man could not escape, a miracle happened. The young man quickly dodged behind him and buried the sword into the big man's body without hesitation. "Sher..." The white blade entered the red blade, leaving a blood hole in the big man's chest.
The boy's death has already shocked everyone.
"Bang--" Another round kick was turned, and the man had fallen into a pool of blood under the competition platform. The big knife was also kicked off the competition platform by the boy's ruthless step.
There is silence.
Then someone in the audience snorted coldly. Xiyue knew that person was Wenzhu who had retired from her marriage. Xiyue looked at him with an atmosphere, and thought he was beaten down by that man. Xiyue secretly said that she deserved it.
Turning his head, Xiyue narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy. She couldn't see his strength. She didn't feel that he had any fluctuations in his fighting spirit just now, probably because of his own flexibility. The man was already a warrior at the peak of the commanding level. His fighting spirit was released, and Xiyue couldn't resist it. Fortunately, his mental power was strong. The boy didn't blink, and he did harshly and harshly, killing him with one move! And it was an elemental master, and Xiyue's eyes were a little more praise.