After the analysis by instructor Ruolin, Yingxuan also had a preliminary understanding of these more powerful students! After eating and drinking, Yingxuan and the others returned to the dormitory one by one!
After sleeping in the open air for half a year, Yingxuan is still a little uncomfortable with this unexpected bed! They haven't seen each other for half a year, and they should have caught up with each other, but because there is a more important battle tomorrow, they also have to support each other.
Good spirit, go all out! So, a few people returned to the dormitory, entered the state of mind, and practiced hard.
After a night of silence, the light of dawn illuminated the entire continent again!
With yesterday's lesson learned, Yingxuan and others got up early and came to the arena! The number of people participating in today's game was reduced by three-quarters compared to yesterday! There were only one hundred people.
And these one hundred people have stood out from the elite cultivators in the academy. They are the elites among the elites! And today's competition is even more cruel. One hundred people will stay fifty. In other words, half of these one hundred people will have to be eliminated.
, only the remaining strong ones can enter the inner court! This shows how high the quality requirements of the students in this inner court are!
Long Qing'er, whom he once met in that unknown mountain range, was a disciple of the inner courtyard! And she was at most two or three years older than Yingxuan, but her strength had already exceeded three.
Great Sage! It can be seen from this that there is a huge gap between the disciples of the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard! No wonder, the inner courtyard of the immortal students is the one that all the students yearn for!
Today's battle is not the same as yesterday. Elder Ye Qian came to the arena early in the morning and was waiting for the students! In front of him was a big red box. Behind him were still the ancient judges.
Waiting for all the students who passed the preliminary round to enter, Elder Ye Qianda waved slightly, looked around at the young men with their eyes closed and silent, and said slowly in a low voice: "Okay, students! We passed by yesterday.
After a day of fighting, you stand out from this group of freshmen. However, today is the last test for you to enter the inner courtyard! One hundred to fifty. This is your destiny after all."
With that said, the great elder patted the red box in front of him and said with a faint smile: "The rules of our game today have changed slightly! The order of today's game is determined by your own drawing of lots. In this red box, there are one hundred cards.
There are two types of cards: red and purple. The numbers of each card range from one to fifty. There are a hundred people here. Draw lots one by one! Those who draw the same number will decide that you will go on stage to duel! However,
, this battle has no time limit! Until the opponent falls! Do you understand?"
"clear!"
"Very good! Come on, come up one by one and draw lots!"
With that said, the great elder slowly stepped down from the arena and handed over the stage to this group of energetic students!
Seeing this, the students climbed up to the arena one by one, stretched out their little hands, and groped inside the box. After a while, the drawing of lots was over for everyone!
"Hey. Red No. 1. Why do I always draw first when I memorize it like that!" Looking at the extremely conspicuous red number in his hand, Yingxuan felt helpless.
Hearing this, Detective Gu shook the card in his hand proudly, and said with a smile that added insult to injury: "Hey, I'm Red No. 20! This is a good position!"
"Hey, that's right. None of the five of us have the same number!" Yingxuan asked, tilting his head.
"Hmm. No. My name is Purple No. 31. Ying Zhi is Red No. 43. Shadow Shape is Red No. 25." After carefully observing the numbers in the hands of several people, Ying Dong said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, Yingxuan nodded slightly and said with a faint smile: "Since there is no such thing, it's better! Everyone, please be careful in the next battle! I'm the first one, so I'll go first!"
After saying that, Yingxuan jumped up onto the competitive stage, shook his spiritual sword, and placed it on his tiptoes, standing proudly against the crowd.
"Red Side One, Yingxuan. I would like to invite the seniors of Purple Side One to come and fight!"
The words were quite simple. As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in green robe suddenly emerged from the crowd. He also held a three-foot thin sword and came to the stage with a wisp of strong wind!
"Zifang No. 1, Lu Yu from Huang Jie Squadron, come to fight!" The man in green robe also waved his hand and said calmly.
Hearing this, Yingxuan said nothing. He kicked the sword edge with his toes, and the Spiritual Sword flew forward suddenly according to the force between his feet.
"Shua——"
A strong wind blew by, and the Soul-Cultivation Sword was pointed directly at Lu Yu! Seeing this, Lu Yu turned his wrist, raised the sword horizontally, and placed it in front of the door. He put his hands on the back of the sword to defend himself!
"Bang——"
In one breath, the Spirit-Cultivation Sword hit Lu Yu's long sword accurately! Sparks suddenly flew out. And Lu Yu was also holding on tightly under the pressure of the powerful phoenix brought by the Spirit-Cultivation Sword.
Seeing this, Yingxuan smiled faintly. After the Xiuling Sword stabbed Lu Yu's blade, a fist the size of a steamed bun slammed into the long sword!
"Breaking the Sky Fist——"
Under the tremendous pressure from the Xiuling Sword and Yingxuan's fists, Lu Yu's three-foot long sword was suddenly deformed. From the position of the sword's center, it dented inwards.
In an instant, Lu Yu was hit by these two dark forces and was knocked back hundreds of meters before he regained his balance slightly!
The moment he stabilized his body, Lu Yu's expression suddenly changed. His pupils suddenly shrank, and without any thought, his body floated, bringing with it gusts of wind, and he rolled away suddenly towards his side! Here he is!
At the same time, a cylindrical purple sword energy suddenly shot at the place where Lu Yu was lying just now!
After a failed attack, Yingxuan was not disappointed. Instead, he smiled faintly, took up the Spirit-Cultivation Sword again, transformed into a purple stream of light, and shot towards Lu Yu!
Seeing this, Lu Yu, who stabilized his body, did not feel at all afraid. He turned lightly, and a stream of cyan light appeared, and he ran towards Yingxuan without any fear!
"Bang-bang-bang-!"
Next, two streams of light, one green and one purple, collided! For a moment, the surrounding wind continued, and the spiritual power leaked out. And the purple stream of light that Yingxuan transformed into, after several collisions, the color remained the same, deeply glowing.
Purple light! On the contrary, looking at Lu Yu's stream of light, after several collisions, the color of the streamer is not as pure as before! Instead, it has a light, dim and dark color!
It was obvious that Yingxuan had the upper hand in these several collisions!
During the first handover, Lu Yu suffered a little loss! His light blue eyes obviously didn't look so clean! Instead, there was a trace of turbidity in them!
"Yuhua Feiyi——"
After the first collision, Lu Yu's intuition told him that he had to make a killing move! Immediately, Lu Yu was suspended in mid-air! His body curled up and his eyes were slightly closed. Cyan spiritual power continued to pour out of his body, deep behind him.
condensed into an oversized blue bird wings!
As soon as the wings took shape, Lu Yu suddenly opened his curled arms. He shouted sharply. At the same time, the pair of huge wings behind him shot towards Yingxuan with extremely violent impact!
Seeing this, Yingxuan didn't panic. He held up the Spiritual Cultivation Sword lightly, and kept drawing circles in the air with the purple sword energy! Until a lavender round talisman that was almost as tall as a person appeared in front of Yingxuan, with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the center of the talisman.
The word "Zhou" is drawn on it!
The talisman took shape, and Yingxuan's figure turned around and turned into a stream of light again. The Spirit-Cultivation Sword was in front and rushed past the talisman. The Spirit-Cultivation Sword quickly absorbed the energy of the talisman and quickly turned towards Lu Yu.
That wing shoots away!
"Wind Slash!"
"Bang——"
The wings touched the flowing light, and after only holding on for a few breaths, they flew around like broken glass! At the same time, the purple flowing light also passed through Lu Yu's body with a whooshing sound.
Soon, Lu Yu and Ying Xuan fell to the ground at the same time! The difference was that Lu Yu's eyes were bulging, his jaw was bulging, he was kneeling on his knees, breathing heavily, and within two breaths, he fell down with a bang!
Seeing this, Yingxuan glanced at Lu Yu lightly and said coldly: "With the wind attribute, what matters is not speed! It's about following your heart! Stability is the most important thing!"
Seeing that Lu Yu no longer had the ability to fight, Ye Qian slowly stepped forward, slightly raised Yingxuan's right hand, and announced loudly: "In the first match, Yingxuan wins!"