Chapter 189 Fierce Battle

With a sword in hand, Chu Xing's gossip formed at his feet.

With a fortitude on his face, the clothes on Chu Xing's body began to faintly flow with a strange strength, and he could vaguely see the appearance of a talisman.

Slowly, Chu Xing took out a ring from his arms and put it on his hand. The ring was simple and unpretentious, with the word Chu in the center.

Lu Fan had never seen senior brother Chu Xing take out this ring, and he didn't know where it came from.

In short, the moment Chu Xing put on the ring, his whole demeanor changed.

From the eyes to the clothes on his body, there was a layer of dim light.

Chu Tian, ​​who was watching from the side, became extremely solemn. With five fingers clenched tightly, the nails almost sank into the flesh.

In Qingjian Academy, Master Xuanzhen suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Shuo, and said, "Mu Shuo, how much strength have you been suppressed by the formation just now?"

Mu Shuo thought for a moment, then replied: "10%. The headache is unbearable. The longer it drags on, the more it will affect your strength."

Xuanzhen nodded understandingly, waved to a student behind him and said, "Lang Zhe, you go. Remember, you must use a fast sword, within three moves, to end the battle."

Lang Zhe, who was named, got up and pulled out a pitch-black sword from his waist. The sword turned out to be his belt.

The plain-looking Lang Zhe held his sword across his face, as if he wanted to cover his face on purpose. With a flick of his body, Lang Zhe appeared on the disc ring, his speed was so fast that even Lu Fan was shocked.

At that moment just now, Lu Fan did not see how Lang Zhe broke through the power of heaven and earth around him.

This person's instant burst speed is by no means weaker than his.

Brother Chu Xing is going to be in trouble.

In Piaomiao Academy, Master Mengyun just waved his hand lightly and said, "Zhu Yu."

Behind him, a strong man got up.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, big shoulders and round waist. His face was full of stubble, and the martial robe on his body was also crumpled. If only from appearance, this person is a disciple of Hengshan Academy, not a disciple of Piaomiao Academy.

The moment Zhu Yu jumped onto the disc arena, many students secretly exclaimed.

Is this a student of Piao Miao Academy?

Could it be that he chose the wrong college?

Some people immediately began to ask for the person's name, and then looked up the martial arts list.

But after looking around, there is no ranking about Zhu Yu, that is to say. Zhu Yu is not on the martial arts list at all.

Is it a weak person?

Just as such doubts arose in everyone's minds, Zhu Yu released his Gang Yi.

Full feet, the cultivation base of the second level of Waigang.

Only the students of Piao Miao Academy know how powerful their senior brother named Zhu Yu is. Only people who know Zhu Yu know that although Zhu Yu is low-key in the academy, his physical skills and martial skills can definitely be said to be the number one in the Piaomiao Academy.

A set of nine-turn returning soul and body techniques, he just practiced to the seventh turn.

As long as the cultivation base has not reached the point of suppression, it is almost impossible to win him.

His eyes were like lightning, Zhu Yu's eyes, and Lang Zhe's eyes were fixed on Chu Xing. They also felt the special power of Chu Xing.

With Han Feng's performance just now, who would dare to underestimate the students of the Yuanyuan.

Both of them were ready to fight, and they didn't make a move immediately. Suddenly, Zhu Yu's figure disappeared in place, leaving an afterimage, and then he himself had come behind Chu Xing.

One front, one back, attacking from both sides, Chu Xing turned the sword in his hand slightly.

"Yin Yang Xuanlong Sword, get up!"

Suddenly, Chu Xing took the lead. As the sword light rose, streams of sword energy flew out in all directions, like blooming lotus flowers.

Lang Zhe's footsteps staggered slightly, the sword in his hand was too fast to be seen, and every sword energy that flew in front of him disappeared directly. As if swallowed by the void.

And Zhu Yu's performance was even more exaggerated, every time a sword energy came in front of him, he turned the corner by himself.

As if these sword qi had eyes, they just didn't fly towards him.

Seeing that his unique skill was so easily defeated, Chu Xing quickly turned his sword, and the sixteen-character mantra of the gossip array appeared under his feet, and Chu Xing put on a posture of fighting for his life.

Then, with a heavy step on the sole of his foot, he rushed to Lang Zhe with the force of the shock.

"kill!"

The sword fell, and the sixteen-character mantra contained majestic sword energy, and it also came out.

Lang Zhe's body disappeared, and what appeared in everyone's eyes was a distorted space. It was the extreme speed of swordsmanship, which caused visual errors.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the stellar energy in his body was transformed into the power of the soul into his eyes, and then he could see Lang Jian's movements clearly.

quick! It's so fast!

Each of his swords seems to be piercing along the trajectory of the power of heaven and earth, basically not blocked by any power of heaven and earth.

This requires a lot of understanding and talent.

Lu Fan was stunned, it turned out that the sword technique can still be like this!

"The Sword of Miguang, the swordsmanship of Junior Brother Lang Zhe, has already appeared!"

Xuanfeng said with a smile.

Master Xuanzhen next to him also had a smile on his lips. This boy Lang Zhe has average talents in other fields. It is willing to work hard, willing to think about things that others can't think of, dare not think, and finally practiced this fast sword.

On the field, Chu Xing's sword light was suppressed immediately. He only felt that when his sword fell, what he hit was not a person, but a hedgehog, a hedgehog that would release all its thorns when it was attacked.

The sixteen-character mantra, the light that was directly hit was slack, and even Chu Xing himself suffered a terrible impact.

Behind him, at an unknown time, Zhu Yu also drifted over.

"Nine turns back to soul, first turn to reincarnation, second turn to extinction, third turn to reincarnation, fourth turn to heaven and earth."

In an instant, four phantoms appeared around Zhu Yu, and the wind suddenly picked up, and in an instant, four tornadoes appeared in the field.

The terrifying tornado soared into the sky, rising more than ten feet high.

Even the dean, who had been watching the competition indifferently, smiled slightly and said: "Interesting exercises. Unfortunately, the power is a bit wasted."

Chu Xing's figure was immediately overwhelmed by Zhe's two forces.

Both the sword light and the tornado made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and his body seemed to be completely torn apart by these two forces.

All the students are watching intently, it won't end like this.

The two people from Qingjian Academy and Piaomiao Academy have really strong skills.

I'm afraid they are one-on-one, and they are not afraid of any masters of the academy. The two of them join forces to strike. Looking at this battle, it makes people feel palpitating.

Suddenly, within the tornado, a light lit up.

"drink!"

With a burst of shouting, it seemed that with a mighty force, it actually broke the tornado. At the same time, Lang Zhe's figure also flew out, as if hit hard by a giant hammer, his chest was sunken.

The tornado disappeared suddenly, and Chu Xing's figure landed on the disc again.

Panting heavily, Chu Xing's whole body was not intact at this moment, and blood was bubbling. There were even two sword wounds that were almost engraved into his bones.

"What just happened?"

Master Mengyun and Master Xuanzhen said softly, their eyes fixed on the field.