However, it was impossible for him to give up just like that.
He blamed Jiang Ning for all his old and new grudges, and if he couldn't take Jiang Ning's life this time, I'm afraid someone would take his own life when he goes back.
Thinking of this, Chen Jinrong gritted his teeth and a fierce look returned to his eyes.
Everyone understands the principle of seeking wealth through danger!
He glanced in the direction of Wu Jiudao without any trace. Seeing that Wu Jiudao was not paying attention to him, he decided to take a gamble. Chen Jinrong thought for a moment, glanced at the guard with a knife guarding him, and raised the corner of his mouth.
The thunder pool in the field does not exist for a long time, only a few breaths.
But the shock it brought to everyone took students several years, or even longer, to forget.
The thunder light dissipated, the green light disappeared, and the chaotic space returned to clarity.
The ground is pitted, devastated, and surrounded by white talismans that are still burning. All of these tell the story of the brutality of the war.
The two people who were submerged by the wind and thunder gradually appeared in everyone's sight.
They stood opposite each other, their postures still upright, but they were motionless, not even blinking.
Dead or not dead...
Everyone held their breath involuntarily, as if they were afraid that because of their own carelessness, the bodies of the two people would be broken into pieces and turned into countless pieces of powder.
"You..." The stalemate and oppressive situation was broken by a weak voice.
It's Zhao Yuan.
He's not dead yet...
Even though he was submerged in the thunder pool and suffered unbearable pain to his flesh and blood, he still survived tenaciously.
Is this... the chief's strength?
If it were anyone else, who would dare to be sure that he would survive such a killing move?
But listening to Zhao Yuan's voice, I'm afraid he was seriously injured. He was furious and his eyes were full of disbelief as he said, "You...how is this possible?"
Why didn't Jiang Ning die? He was clearly only at the Dzogchen stage of Fengchu Realm, so how could he resist his magical power of killing moves that surpassed the initial stage of Foundation Establishment?
This is simply impossible!
The corner of Jiang Ning's mouth curled up, and he forced a smile and said: "Looking at the look of you who have never seen the world, everything is possible in Jiuzhou Continent. It's because you have too little knowledge, and you don't even know what Kyushu has.
How wonderful.”
Although Jiang Ning said it was easy, in fact he felt equally uncomfortable.
When the Finger of the Wind Immortal came, although he formed a formation, he exhausted all his energy, leaving no trace of energy left to resist the Finger of the Wind Immortal. He relied almost entirely on the offset of the collision of the two magical powers.
Even so, the remaining power of Fengxian's finger still hit Jiang Ning's forehead. The power had been offset to the point where it was insignificant, but it still caused cracks to appear on Jiang Ning's forehead bone under his eyebrows. If the Yang Formation hadn't shared some of the burden for him,
, I’m afraid it won’t be penetrated directly by this finger.
When Zhao Yuan heard this, his face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry.
He raised his trembling hand and pointed at Jiang Ning: "What qualifications do you have to say this to me?"
"I have only been in the academy for less than three months and have taken two ten-year exams. Do you think you are standing on top of all the cultivators in Jiuzhou?" Zhao Yuan became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he almost shouted: "You are mocking me for my lack of knowledge.
, are you worthy?"
Looking at Zhao Yuan with a ferocious face and trembling body, Jiang Ning was silent for a moment.
Then, with his expression as if he had seen a ghost, he slowly took a step forward, and from the ankle upwards, Lei Gang once again covered Jiang Ning's body, forming a set of extremely ferocious armor.
He asked calmly: "Now, am I worthy?"
"you...."
At this time, not only Zhao Yuan was stunned, but everyone was stunned.
As we all know, practitioners practice daily and breathe out spiritual energy, not only to consolidate and improve their realm, but more importantly, to store spiritual energy in the Qihai Dantian, so as to activate various magical powers that transcend human power.
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The storage of spiritual energy is limited by many factors, which is why the term "Yunling" comes into being.
The stored spiritual energy will be consumed after activating the magical power. The more powerful the magical power is, the more spiritual energy is consumed. The more magical power is used, the faster it is consumed.
This is the reason why practitioners get out of breath and become exhausted when fighting.
Judging from the duel between Zhao Yuan and Jiang Ning just now, Zhao Yuan, who is in the Foundation Establishment realm, has exhausted his energy and energy. It is a miracle that Jiang Ning has not been drained of energy and energy. How can he still have the remaining spiritual energy to continue to activate the thunder armor magical power?
He...how many unknown secrets are there!
Zhao Yuan felt as if his throat was being strangled tightly by someone's hands. He hesitated for a long time but could not utter a single word.
Jiang Ning's actions were no less than a few big slaps on his face.
Zhao Yuan's fists clenched and unclenched, unclenched and clenched again, and finally became calm after repeated many times.
He knew that he had lost.
From being at a disadvantage at the beginning, to being able to fight against him, to still having some strength left in the end, Jiang Ning could be said to have steadily dominated Zhao Yuan at every moment during the battle, not to mention that he was the least capable.
A fact that is willing to accept and acknowledge.
Jiang Ning’s realm!
He is still only in the Great Perfection state of Fengchu state, but he is already in the early stage of foundation building!
Even those who are higher in level than the other party can be defeated. In the past, my chief student and law enforcement instructor, who gave me great glory, has now become a rivet that nails me to the pillar of shame.
"Failed, completely defeated." Zhao Yuan muttered in despair.
The students had different expressions when they heard this sentence.
Looking at the young people who pulled Zhao Yuan down from the altar, some of them sighed, some were happy, some were disappointed, and some were sad, but no matter which one they were, they all indicated that from today on, they would become the chief of the academy.
It's time to change ownership.
Zhou Hao's fat body trembled wildly, and he excitedly turned to look at Henry Zhang, only to receive a slap on his face.
"Brother Xuan, you...why did you hit me?"
Henry Zhang looked embarrassed and said: "I want to see if I am dreaming."
Zhou Hao: "...."
Seeing Zhao Yuan admit defeat, Jiang Ning felt relieved.
The fracture between his eyebrows and the forceful activation of the thunder armor at this moment are also an extremely painful burden for him. If he is not careful, it may leave the root of the disease and have a great impact on his future efforts to reach a higher realm.
However, the moment Jiang Ning dispelled his thunder armor, a poisonous needle as thin as a hair, an inch long as an index finger, and covered in scarlet color came straight to his waist from somewhere. The speed was so fast that it was hard to guard against it.
As the Scarlet Poison Needle approached, Jiang Ning's whole body felt chills, and an unprecedented life-and-death crisis suddenly surged into his heart. With the combat consciousness that Wu Jiudao had trained him, Jiang Ning's body made the best response without even thinking about it.
, twist to avoid the fatal part.
But the poisonous needle was too fast and caught people off guard, so it still entered his body.
The poisonous needle entered the body within two breaths, and Jiang Ning's expression changed drastically. His face quickly turned red, and he raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, the scene in front of him became blurry and double-imaged. Indistinctly, he seemed to see a lot of things.
People are rushing towards me.
He wanted to say something but he didn't have any strength. As his body fell to the ground, Jiang Ning's vision was gradually swallowed by darkness.