Chapter 749 Ci Song, Bai Ye on Stage, Another Shui Han, Another Dong Lin

The young man Ci Qi shook his head in vain, and the only thought left in his mind was to defeat all the students and leave Tianguan.

He looked impatient, looked at the people below, and said coldly: "Hurry up to the stage and defeat you before I can leave!"

Suddenly, all the students hesitated. Originally, they thought of relying on their numerical advantage to kill Ci Qi Bai and Yan Zheng in a wheel battle, but now Chen Xintong directly gave up on this idea. Want to defeat Ci Qi Bai and Yan Zheng?

This is almost impossible.

The students who originally wanted to go on stage gave up their thoughts. Since they were no match for these two ghosts from the past, and their talents could not be consumed after taking the stage, there was no need to go on stage.

Now, most students in the secular world place their hopes on the "Four Little Sages" and the direct disciples of Confucius and Sheng Academy, while the students of Tianwaitian place their hopes on Yang Kelie and Fang Haotian.

In the team of Taoist disciples in the secular world, Zhuang Diemeng curiously asked Dao Ziling beside him, "Brother, why don't you go up to the stage and fight with him? I feel that your strength is no worse than that saint son?"

Hearing this, Dao Ziling shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "If I fight against that Sui Baide, I have the confidence to fight with him, but with those two phantoms on the stage, I only have the confidence that I can fight them with hundreds of moves, but if I win , but it’s very difficult.”

"Brother, who are those two phantoms and why are they so strong?" Zhuang Diemeng continued to ask.

"Huh? Don't you know their identities?"

Dao Ziling was slightly stunned. Although he had never seen the real Yan Zheng and Ci Qibai, he had deduced from various details that the true identities of the two shadows on the stage were the appearances of the two in their youth.

Zhuang Diemeng actually lived in the Ci Family General's Mansion for a long time, and went to Yan Sheng Academy from time to time. She herself said that she had met Ci Qi Bai and Yan Zheng, but now she didn't even recognize her on stage. Their identities?

"I don't know. Why should I know? Have I seen them?" Zhuang Diemeng asked in a matter-of-fact manner. Hearing this, Dao Ziling felt dumbfounded. He looked at his sister and said helplessly: "Die Meng, let me tell you something good. How can you travel with such a character?"

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On the side of the Tianguan students, Yang Kelie and Fang Haotian directly admitted that the two of them worked together and could not be their opponents in this arena. They lived in Tianguan, and the people they fought against were all alien races, and they participated in battles against alien races. , if the battlefield is limited to this small arena, there is no way they can be Ci Qibai and Yan Zheng's opponents.

They can only pin their hopes on the students in the secular world.

In the team of Kong Sheng Academy, after discussing with each other, everyone also came to the conclusion that the shadow on the stage was invincible. Even if the team was reorganized now, maybe Beiyuan could fight against one of the two people on the stage, but the others But he is no match for another person.

The combat prowess displayed by Young Ci Qi Bai and Young Yan Zheng was completely different from that of the students present. Just by standing on the stage, the two of them gave no one any hope of defeating them.

"Junior brother Ci, do you have the confidence to fight against Mr. Ci and the teacher?"

Over at Yan Sheng Academy, Bai Ye looked around at the depressed students and asked Ci Songdao.

"There is a saying in "Xunzi Encouraging Learning": 'Green, taken from blue, and green from blue. Ice, water is cold for it.' Senior brother, if you and I can't defeat our elders together, why? Talking about Qing Yu Lan Yi said?" Ci Song's eyes burned and he said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Bai Ye burst out laughing and said, "Okay, then it's up to you and me to end this trial!"

After saying that, Bai Ye and Ci Song jumped directly onto the high platform.

"Someone is on stage again!"

"That's Ci Song and Bai Ye from Yan Sheng Academy?"

"The direct disciples of Kong Sheng Academy are afraid to go on stage. If the two of them come on stage, can they really win?"

"..."

The actions of Bai Ye and Ci Song immediately attracted the attention of all the students. They looked at Bai Ye and Ci Song on the stage and talked a lot, but most students did not think that the two would be the opponents of the shadow on the stage.

"Oh? Someone finally came up?"

The young man Ci Qibai yawned, looked at Bai Ye and Ci Song in front of him, and said casually: "You two can come together, I'm in a hurry."

Ci Song looked at the young man Ci Qi Bai up and down, looking at his appearance, he didn't say much, he just bowed his hands and saluted him.

Bai Ye, on the other hand, held up his hands and saluted him: "Yansheng Academy, Bai Ye, Ci Song, came here to fight with these two gentlemen."

"No need to say more, just use all your strength. Shuang'er has already left. I'll rush back to see her."

The young man Ci Qibai slowly pulled out the Water Cold Sword from the scabbard at his waist. In an instant, the arena seemed to be caressed by a cold wind, the temperature dropped to freezing point, and a bit of cold air surged from his body like a tide. came out and quickly weaved into an invisible cold net, covering all directions. Above the ground, crystal clear white frost spreads at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if time is frozen at this moment, and every particle of dust is covered with silver.

Ci Song, on the other side, caressed the jade pendant on his waist. Then, a long sword appeared out of thin air in his palm. As soon as the sword came out, the chill in the arena suddenly intensified, like a polar storm coming suddenly. The chill emanating from the sword was deeper and more bone-piercing than the one in Young Ci Qi Bai's hand, as if it could freeze everything in the world.

The speed of the hoarfrost spread doubled as a result. Within a few breaths, the entire arena was covered with thick ice, like a crystal clear palace, and the cold seemed to be lingering on, ready to spread outside the arena.

"Huh? This is another water cold sword??"

When young man Ci Qibai saw this, he immediately raised his brows. He looked at the long sword in Ci Song's hand with some surprise, and then looked at the Shui Han Sword in his hand again. He could feel that the sword in Ci Song's hand not only had the same shape as The Shuihan Sword in his hand is exactly the same, and the cold energy contained in it is pure and powerful, surpassing the Shuihan Sword in his hand.

And the pure white sword spike hanging at the end of the Shuihan sword in Ci Song's hand was clearly Yan Zheng's Donglin sword spike.

The young man Ci Qibai quickly turned his head and looked at the young man Yan Zheng, and found that his Donglin sword spike was still hanging intact at the end of his sword tail.

"What's going on? Two Shuihan? Two Donglin sword spikes? No, didn't Old Man Xue say that Donglin and Shuihan are the only ones in the world? Did he lie to us again?"

The young man Ci Qibai muttered to himself, then looked at Ci Song, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Where did the sword and sword spike in your hand come from?"

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