Chapter 167 The Artistic Conception of Wind

"The first round, Bai Xiaoluo, senior class one, please enlighten me!"

Bai Xiaoluo?

Hearing this name, everyone in the audience was stunned!

Bai Xiaoluo is one of the seven wolf warriors in the senior class, but he is the weakest one, in the late stage of the fifth level of the Spirit Point Realm, the Qi Sea Point Realm.

Shouldn't Wolf King Chen Yuxuan play the first one?

"This Yan Yunyu is really cunning!" After the competition, Li Zelin did not return to his class, but instead came to Muyun's side.

"oh?"

"Advanced class one, seven battles with wolves, Chen Yuxuan is ranked first, Bai Xiaoluo is ranked seventh, there are only four people in your class who can play now, he will let Bai Xiaoluo play first, consume Mo Yang, and finally let Chen Yuxuan play, just for the time being Losing a game, but winning the game beautifully."

"Uh... my Class Nine, is it that scary?"

Mu Yun was stunned.

This Yan Yunyu is really careful to sail the boat for thousands of years, he can think of such a way.

"Since that's the case, there's no other way. Mo Yang is bound to be unable to fight just one game. He will still be the first one!"

Mu Yun smiled wryly, and stopped talking.

He is just teaching the four of them, and the right to choose at this moment is completely in the hands of the four of them.

"First round, I'm coming!"

Mo Yang didn't hesitate too much, and directly stepped onto the ring.

This time, there were almost no choices given to them in Class Nine.

He and Lin Zhi are good at attacking, so in the seven battles, I am afraid that each of them will have at least two battles. The first battle is very important, and he must fight.

"Please advise!"

Looking at Mo Yang, Bai Xiaoluo didn't have any worries, but instead showed a hint of teasing on his face.

Yan Yunyu's order to him was to consume Mo Yang, but he thought he had the strength to defeat Mo Yang, so, under consumption, he would completely defeat Mo Yang.

"Please!" Mo Yang cupped his hands, holding the Green Flood Sword in his hand.

At the last level of the game, if you lose, it means nothing.

Everything is above the sword move.

The two made a move in an instant, and at this moment, only two figures were left on the ring.

Bai Xiaoluo's figure was rather thin, and he was a late fifth-level Spirit Point Realm. He was a Qihai point warrior and was good at dodging with body skills. For a while, Mo Yang couldn't catch his figure at all.

"Why is Bai Xiaoluo just dodging and not attacking?"

Seeing this scene, one of the crowd suddenly spoke.

"It's a joke, let's drag down the strongest person in Senior Class Ninth first, and the next three, as long as they lose one more, then Class Ninth will be considered a loser."

"No way, Senior Class 1, still using this method?"

"Why not? Otherwise, Chen Yuxuan would be the first to play, not Bai Xiaoluo. Who doesn't know that Bai Xiaoluo's dodging is top-notch."

Seeing that Bai Xiaoluo was dodging in the ring, many students below began to curse.

It's just that Bai Xiaoluo didn't pay attention to it at all.

Before the time came, when the time came, he would definitely deal a heavy blow to Mo Yang.

"run?"

Seeing that Bai Xiaoluo never fought against him, Mo Yang stood where he was and stopped chasing him.

"Huh? Why don't you chase after me, genius Mo? Is this not enough?" Seeing Mo Yang stop, Bai Xiaoluo sneered.

"no?"

Mo Yang shook his head and stopped talking.

However, the Green Flood Sword in his hand was slowly lifted up, the long sword tip, surrounded by sword intent, streams of sword energy, like jumping elves, filed out.

And those sword qi finally converged at one point, approaching Bai Xiaoluo.

"I thought Mo Datian was dying?" Bai Xiaoluo sneered, "So he was accumulating real energy, ready to fight to the death!"

"Wrestling? That's right, I'm fighting for your life!"

The anger in Mo Yang's heart had been completely provoked by Bai Xiaoluo.

Senior Class One clearly knew that there were only four people left in their Class Nine to participate in the battle, but they still used such deceitful means, it was really despicable and shameless.

Since the opponent is so despicable, he doesn't need to use any means.

"My life? Cut, I'm afraid you still can't fight!"

Bai Xiaolong chuckled, seeing the sword light approaching, he immediately used body skills to avoid it.

Ten meters away, Bai Xiaoluo turned around and smiled.

However, seeing the sword light following behind him, Bai Xiaoluo's smile was fixed on his face, and he couldn't smile anymore.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that sword energy sticking tightly behind his back, Bai Xiaoluo's expression changed, and he took a leap and flew straight up.

However, Bai Xiaoluo flew up, and that sword glow also flew up!

The tail-like sword light, as he ran, became faster and faster, and the sword light became longer and longer.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaoluo was surprised.

However, Mo Yang no longer gave him a chance to be surprised.

The speed of the sword light suddenly increased by more than ten times, and with a puff, the sword light directly forced the left side of Bai Xiaoluo's abdomen, and a bloodstain stained Bai Xiaoluo's abdomen red.

With a thud, Bai Xiaoluo fell to the ground, unable to stand up again.

In the first match, Mo Yang wins!

"Second round, Zi Xinran, you come!"

Seeing Bai Xiaoluo's defeat, Yan Yunyu was not angry, and directly replaced the second player on the field.

Zi Xinran, among a group of seven wolves, is stronger than Bai Xiaoluo, with a soft sword in his hand, he is elusive.

"Let me come!" Lin Zhi said with a smile, "It is said that softness can overcome rigidity, but I want to see if this Zi Xinran can overcome my rigidity."

Lin Zhi smiled calmly and stepped onto the ring.

"I didn't expect it to be you!" Seeing Lin Zhi come on stage, Zi Xin sneered and said, "I heard that if you hear someone call you the illegitimate child of a maidservant, you will be furious, right? An illegitimate child?"

"hehe……"

Hearing this, Lin Zhi smiled and said, "You are right. I would be furious when I heard someone calling me an illegitimate child, but when I was furious, I was a hundred times more terrifying than usual."

After the words fell, Lin Zhi took the gun and went into battle!

When the battle has reached this point, he naturally understands that he must get rid of some impetuosity, and victory is the most important thing.

"bring it on!"

Zi Xinran pulled out the rapier from her waist, with a cold look on her face.

For a moment, on the entire arena, there were two figures coming and going. Zi Xinran's cultivation level was higher than Lin Zhi's, and her rapier was even more powerful.

Lin Zhi's spear was too rigid, once Zi Xinran was close to his body, it would leave two scars on his body from time to time.

On the other hand, Zi Xinran, with a soft sword in her body, every time Lin Zhi stabs out, she will be blocked by her soft sword!

Gradually, there were more and more wounds on Lin Zhi's body. Every wound was left by the rapier. Although it was small, every movement of the tiny wound involved his whole body, and blood flowed continuously.

"How about it, are you convinced?"

Seeing that Lin Zhi was covered in blood, Zi Xinran sneered.

In her eyes, Senior Class Nine is just rubbish. They got to this point by luck, but they have no chance of winning when they meet the powerful Class One.

"Convinced? Little girl, where is this?" Lin Zhi said with a serious smile: "I'm afraid you don't know yet, everyone in class nine called me Lin Zhi as a lunatic, and now I'll let you see what a lunatic is!"

With a loud roar, Lin Zhi's long spear became more fierce, and every time he stabbed out, the light of the spear flowed, and the spear's strength was vigorous.

At this time, Zi Xinran just felt the pressure.

It is true that softness can overcome rigidity, but once rigidity reaches the extreme, softness cannot stop rigidity at all.

Even if she leaves scars on Lin Zhi's body every time, she will be swept out by Lin Zhi's spear.

The competition continued, and gradually, the scars that Zi Xinran could leave on Lin Zhi's body became smaller and smaller.

On the other hand, Zi Xinran, every time he got close to Lin Zhi, he was shaken by Lin Zhi's spear, causing internal injuries.

Gradually, Lin Zhi's offensive became more and more fierce, while Zi Xinran could only defend passively.

boom……

In the end, with a muffled sound, Lin Zhichi shot out with a long spear, hitting Zixinran's abdomen directly.

And Zi Xinran's rapier left a bloodstain on Lin Zhi's chest at the same time.

But in the end, Lin Zhi endured the sword and stood proudly on the ring, but Zi Xinran spurted a mouthful of blood and passed out directly.

"Trash? Are you worthy of calling?"

Looking at Zi Xinran who fell to the ground and passed out, Lin Zhi took a sip, touched the wound, grinned, and staggered down the ring step by step.

"Don't die?"

Looking at Lin Zhi's body covered in wounds, Mu Yun said with no emotion in his voice.

"Fate needs to be won with strength. My mother gave me life, and the pastor gave me rebirth. This life is still there, and it doesn't matter!"

"sit down!"

Seeing the candid smile on Lin Zhi's face, Mu Yun ordered.

Immediately afterwards, in Mu Yun's palm, strands of spiritual liquid slowly penetrated into every part of Lin Zhi's body like threads, and the wounds on his body healed bit by bit...

"You've won two games in a row!" Xiao Buyu stood beside Yan Yunyu, and said with a smile, "Yan Yunyu, next, it's time for you to show off your skills, right?"

"Next, Senior Class Nine, it is impossible to win another game!"

Yan Yunyu's voice fell: "The third scene, Lu Yun, you come."

"yes!"

Hearing Lu Yun's name, Xiao Buyu smiled.

Lu Yun was the second in the senior group of seven wolves, second only to Chen Yuxuan, and this guy was even stronger than himself.

Next, in the third match, Senior Class Nine will definitely lose.

"The third round, Xiao Qingyu is here to learn!"

Xiao Qingyu stepped onto the ring one step at a time, looked at Lu Yun on the opposite side, and gave a wry smile.

Lu Yun, that's the second wolf warrior in the advanced class. Before, when he was in the ninth junior class, he heard the most fame from this guy.

High talent, strong strength, Shenshu acupoint state in the late stage of the sixth level of spiritual acupoint state.

And he is only at the fourth level of the spiritual acupoint realm!

The gap between them, needless to say, is as high as the sky!

However, the big difference in realm does not mean strength. Instructor Mu can use the Neiguan acupoint in the early stage of the fifth level of the spiritual acupoint to defeat Li Zelin, who is at the seventh level of the Shenque acupoint. Why can't he?

He who has fused with the holy beast Sapphire Fire Qilin, what he shows is his own fire technique!

It was almost impossible to win this battle, but Xiao Qingyu wanted to find the possibility amidst the impossible.

"war!"

With a low shout, Xiao Qingyu made a move, and two fire dragons, spraying blue flames, burst out one after another fireballs.

"I already know all your tricks clearly, but you don't know anything about me. This battle, you don't need to fight, you have already lost!"

"Don't be ashamed, lose, I also want to let you see, the bloodiness of Class Nine!"

Xiao Qingyu took a sip and said disdainfully.

Pretend to force? Who wouldn't, although it seems that there is almost no possibility of victory in this match, but if you lose, you must let everyone see that no one in Class Nine is a coward!