Then, countless pairs of eyes looked in the same direction!
A woman in a red dress stepped forward.
It’s Ye Xiyue!
She has a slender figure, her black hair is simply tied up, and her face is calm and beautiful.
There seemed to be twinkling stars in those obsidian eyes, clear and bright, with a hint of calmness and calmness that did not match his age.
Elder Mo Sang put his hand into the box again and took out the second bamboo stick.
Everyone subconsciously held their breath.
——There are only three people left on the field, two from Xuanbing Academy and one from Qianfeng Academy.
One of them will become Ye Xiyue's opponent in this game!
Ye Xiyue also looked over.
Elder Mo Sang lowered his eyes.
Time seems extremely long at this moment.
Immediately, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Xiyue.
That look... is a bit subtle.
Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly and vaguely guessed something.
The next moment, Elder Mo Sang raised the second bamboo stick in his hand, and his deep and powerful voice spread throughout the square!
"The eighth preliminary round, Xuanbing Academy—Xiong Xiyuan!"
...
Xiong Xiyuan!
Among the four people who have not yet played, the only one is the powerful Spirit King!
After a brief silence, the crowd on the viewing platform suddenly became noisy!
Everyone was shocked!
"Xiong Xiyuan! It's actually Xiong Xiyuan!?"
"Ye Xiyue's luck is really amazing. There is a one-third chance that she can win?"
"At the peak level of a spiritual master, if you face a spiritual king, you probably have no chance of winning, right?"
"I don't think that's necessarily the case. That's Ye Xiyue! Since she can win the first place in the Qingyun Ranking, she must have something special. Who knows if she can really win this match?"
"Hmph, you think so highly of her. Who knows how she managed to defeat so many people from Nanshan College at the peak level of a spiritual master? I heard that something happened to Miluo Jing during the early and final exams.
This gave her a chance. Now she has to fight a powerful Spirit King openly in front of so many people. If she wants to win, I'm afraid it won't be that easy, right?"
"Actually... no matter whether Ye Xiyue loses or wins, the situation of Nanshan College will not be much better this year, right? Even if she wins, plus Si Han in front, there will only be two people entering.
The final. Isn’t this a sure loss?”
"Alas! If this elite meeting really loses on our own territory, then our faces will be disgraced..."
Everyone was talking a lot.
Many of them looked worried, shaking their heads and sighing.
The vast majority of them are Tianlan people, and naturally they don't want to see Nanshan College lose.
But Nanshan College’s luck is really bad!
Now that things have come to this, I'm afraid... there's no hope, right?
...
Ye Xiyue tilted her head and looked in the direction of Xuanbing Academy.
A young man in his early twenties stood up.
He is extremely tall, about nine feet tall, tall and strong, with bulging tendons and flesh all over his body, and he is full of momentum.
As if aware of Ye Xiyue's gaze, he also looked over here and smiled:
"It seems that I am very lucky. I actually have the opportunity to compete with the number one in Nanshan College's Qingyun Ranking!"
Everyone could tell that his words were full of ridicule.
Obviously, he didn't take Ye Xiyue seriously.
He jumped up, spun around, and landed in the middle of the arena dozens of feet away.
Although he is tall, the movement revealed in this move is really agile, fast, and flowing, which is very powerful.
This is the strength that only the strong Spirit King has!
