Seeing that the sixth game was approaching, Henry Zhang immediately called Wu Jinkai and Hu Tian.
"In the sixth competition that is about to take place, the Ghost Slaying Academy will send out a peerless genius who is at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm."
There was a rare solemn look on Henry Zhang's face, and he said in a deep voice: "I called you two here because I want to ask, which of you is willing to fight?"
Hearing this, Wu Jinkai and Hu Tian both looked at each other.
The next moment, Wu Jinkai patted his chest without hesitation and volunteered: "Dean, I am willing to fight!"
"you?"
Hu Tian immediately sneered coldly: "Didn't you hear what the dean said, this is a peerless genius? This kind of person, whether in terms of combat consciousness or skills, is far incomparable to others. You can only use brute force."
You silly guy, what can you do if you go up there?"
"You have such a weak body, but you still have the nerve to say that I have brute strength?!" Wu Jinkai said with his eyes widened.
"Hmph, remember the last time we had a sparring match at the academy, some people didn't even touch the corner of my clothes, right?" Hu Tian sneered.
"You still have the nerve to mention it? Isn't it because you are unwilling to confront me head-on and forcefully delay the burning of incense?" Wu Jinkai said angrily.
"Even in a head-on confrontation, you are no match for me." Hu Tian shook his head.
"Bah! If you dare, continue next time. Whoever is cowardly is your grandson!" Wu Jinkai gritted his teeth.
"Come on, come on!" Hu Tian still refused to be outdone.
"cough!"
And just as the two of them were fighting endlessly, a clear cough sounded.
They suddenly realized that the dean was standing in front of them, and they quickly restrained themselves, not daring to continue to act recklessly.
"I know that both of you are confident, but you must also understand that no matter who takes part in this battle, it will have a great impact on their future. The most important thing now is not who is stronger or weaker, but who is stronger.
Have the most stable mentality to accept these influences!" Henry Zhang said in an extremely serious tone.
These words made Wu Jinkai and Hu Tian fall into deep thought.
Just when the competition was about to begin, Wu Jinkai finally grinned and said with a bold smile:
"Dean, let me do it. I, Wu Jinkai, can't be said to be very strong, but I definitely have a first-class mentality. Even if I lose, I won't leave any scars!"
In this regard, Hu Tian also had to admit that in terms of mentality, Wu Jinkai, a heartless guy, was indeed better than himself.
Just at this time.
The bell representing the start of the competition finally rang in the arena.
Henry Zhang looked at Wu Jinkai, nodded and said: "In that case, go ahead and remember, you can't force anything!"
"Yes, Dean!"
Wu Jinkai raised his fist respectfully towards Henry Zhang, then took a step forward neatly, his body flew high, and then suddenly fell on the martial arts platform like a falling stone!
This move immediately attracted applause from the entire audience.
At the same time, Wu Jinkai's eyes also raised and focused on a certain figure.
Ji Fei, who was on the high platform, looked at Wu Jinkai. Sensing the latter's slightly provocative tone, he just smiled indifferently and flew down.
Different from Wu Jinkai's huge momentum, Ji Fei looked extremely calm, as if he was floating in the air and banished to an immortal. His clothes were flying and he landed on the martial arts platform.
Such an extraordinary appearance also attracted the attention of many viewers.
"I heard from our dean that you are a peerless genius?" Wu Jinkai looked at Ji Fei and asked.
"Yes." Ji Fei smiled lightly.
"Hahahaha, you are not humble at all!"
Wu Jinkai laughed heartily, clenched his fingers, and when his fists collided, a terrifying spiritual power surged out!
"Then let me see how powerful the so-called peerless genius is!"
After saying this, Wu Jinkai suddenly stepped on the ground, bursting out with a terrifying speed that was incompatible with his burly body, and rushed straight towards Ji Fei!
On its ferocious fist, spiritual power continued to spread out, like the shadow of a roaring tiger!
"Mountain Tiger Collapsing Fist!!"
This punch compressed Ji Fei's dodge space to the extreme.
But Ji Fei didn't panic, but raised his hand and pushed forward gently.
The gentle spiritual power spreads out like ripples on the surface of a lake, turning into a mysterious wave!
Wu Jinkai swung his fist with all his strength, but it seemed to hit cotton. Not only did he have nowhere to exert his force, he was pushed backwards and flew away!
Thump thump thump!
Wu Jinkai stepped on the ground several times before he stabilized his figure.
When he raised his head again, there was something strange in his eyes.
It's not that this punch didn't work, but that he was surprised by Ji Fei's spiritual power, which was so pure that there was almost no impurity!
If the spiritual power of ordinary cultivators is compared to the cluttered air in the market, then Ji Fei's spiritual power is like the fresh air in the mountains!
Regarding this, Henry Zhang on the high platform was also keenly aware of this.
"Sure enough, there is an aura with the power of the gods..."
Although the divine aura in Ji Fei's spiritual power is very weak, almost negligible, Xiao Yang, who lives with the underworld gods day and night, is very familiar with this aura.
Now, he finally believed that this young man named Ji Fei was a descendant of the legendary clan of gods.
But even so, Henry Zhang's expression was not too troubled, because this battle had just begun.
…
On the martial arts platform below,
Wu Jinkai took a deep breath, and the moment he reactivated his spiritual power, he rushed out again!
From a distance, he looked like a crazy bull, running so fast that the wind was blowing around him!
"it's useless."
Ji Fei shook his head lightly, raised his hand and pushed it out again, and a ripple spread out.
But at this moment, Wu Jinkai changed the momentum of his rampage, his body suddenly sank, and he dodged the ripples of spiritual power. Then he clasped his fist with five fingers and aimed at Ji Fei at an extremely tricky angle.
Blast away from the abdomen!
In such a short period of time, even Ji Fei was unable to react and block Wu Jinkai's fist!
Bang!
A muffled sound followed.
However, Wu Jinkai's punch not only missed, but was blocked an inch away from Ji Fei's body!
It felt like being hit by a heavy armor!
Looking up slightly, he found that there was an indifferent smile on the corner of Ji Fei's mouth.
Wu Jinkai suddenly felt a chill running down his spine!
Sure enough, at the next moment, Ji Fei, who was motionless, suddenly raised his arm and put his five fingers together to form a palm knife.
In an instant, the surging invisible spiritual power actually condensed into a transparent and sharp blade, carrying the biting cold wind, and aimed at Wu Jinkai's head!