732 Fierce Duel 5
After a few times, they finally learned to be smart, and those with low strength retreated to a safe distance.
A pair of eyes, still staring at the high platform.
So strong!
Some of them old fritters, who have been in the academy for five years, have never seen such a fierce confrontation.
They also did not expect that Jun Mohuang, who was a full rank lower than Su Zhiyun, actually had the means of thunder and directly competed with Su Zhiyun.
On the high platform, with the impact of an explosion, the high platform has cracked more than a dozen slap-wide cracks, like cracked tortoise shells.
Counting the first ball of light between the two against the enemy, Su Zhiyun has emitted twenty-two balls of light in a row.
Every time she sends four purple light balls, the aura in her body will be consumed.
Su Zhiyun had to take a Spirit Returning Pill in time. In order to allow enough time for her Spiritual Qi to recover, she used it after emitting two light balls each time.
She originally planned to take advantage of her own return to the spirit pill, wait for Jun Mohuang's aura to be exhausted, and then kill her with a ball of light.
As a result, Su Zhiyun's spirit-returning pill was finished, and Jun Mohuang's medicine for replenishing spiritual energy continued to flow.
The impact of twenty-two consecutive blasts of blast caused Su Zhiyun's hair to be in a mess, and his clothes were torn apart by the blast, and there was a bloodstain on his lips.
The hard diamond platform was shattered. Su Zhiyun was only flesh and blood. Even if he had spiritual energy to protect his body, he had suffered serious internal injuries.
But on the other hand, Jun Mohuang's hair was not messed up, and there was no sign of injury.
Also of flesh and blood, the woman Jun Mohuang is simply a monster!
Su Zhiyun's soul-returning pill has been exhausted, and if she emits two more light balls, her aura will be exhausted.
Su Zhiyun bit her lip and emitted the twenty-third ball of light, she must not admit defeat!
There was a loud bang, blazing white light, and violent air waves.
Su Zhiyun, who was originally injured, retreated again and again under the impact of this air wave, directly retreating to the edge of the high platform, slipped under his feet, and almost fell off the high platform.
The entire high platform, which was cracked into a turtle shell, was crumbling at this time and would disintegrate at any time.
The competition stipulates that if one side of the competition falls off the high platform for whatever reason, it will be counted as a failure.
At the last moment, Su Zhiyun steadied his footsteps and did not fall off the high platform.
She was as pale as a piece of paper, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Su Zhiyun, you automatically admit defeat."
When Jun Mohuang saw her like this, she knew that she was dying, and the strong fighting spirit in her heart slowly cooled down.
She likes to compete with powerful opponents. Now that Su Zhiyun is like this, she has lost interest in her.
"No, no, I didn't lose!"
Su Zhiyun stroked his heart, wiped the blood from his lips and chin with his sleeves, and shouted unwillingly.
She has been cultivated by the Su family as a super genius since she was a child. She grew up with this aura and was proud since childhood.
After coming to Qianhuan Academy, it was smooth sailing again. It didn't take long for her to rely on the Xuan-level practice Ziman to defeat many students who were one order stronger than her, and stabilized the third place in the Qianhuan Academy's combat power list.
She is definitely not reconciled, and today she lost to Jun Mohuang, who was only in the early stage of the fourth-order casting spirit realm.
"Jun Mohuang, I, Su Zhiyun, will not lose, let alone you!"
Su Zhiyun suddenly emitted another purple ball of light, suspended in front of her.
Then she made a strange handprint, and her face that was as pale as paper became even paler.
She bowed her waist and spewed a mouthful of purple blood essence onto the purple ball of light.