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Hou Dongqun's face was happy, and he was immediately stunned.

The short sword was slashed again, and it turned out that Yan Li had retreated a few steps away before the cold light suddenly rose. That's the scary thing about seeing an opportunity.

Hou Dongqun's face turned cold: "I won't have such good luck next time!"

Yan Li smiled slightly, suddenly took off his coat, and wrapped the sword blade.

This inexplicable action made everyone confused.

Hou Dongqun calmed his mind, was not moved by foreign objects, and took out the second short sword from his arms, and the blades of the two swords rubbed against each other, making a piercing sharp sound.

The robe was windless, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but his body suddenly became very tall.

Only insiders know that at this moment, Hou Dongqun has spread his vitality all over the meridian nodes around his body, which is a sign that he will go all out.

It's hard to imagine that Hou Dongqun is a fifth-grade, but until now, he hasn't forced out Yan Li's bottom line, but he has been forced to use all his strength.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that he has begun to be anxious. Because from the very beginning, Yan Li's performance was very calm, and he had been defending, did not make a counterattack, and was even distracted in the dangerous demolition moves, it was not because he had great confidence in his own strength, how could he dare to take such a risk?

However, in response to the words of the authorities, Hou Dongqun himself did not notice it, he just felt that he could kill Yan Li a little bit, but he didn't feel that he was constantly exposing the truth and the details.

"Death!" he snorted, and the two swords attacked each other, like a dragon out of the water, and the scattered vitality burst out in the air like a splash.

Everyone stared intently, the gap between the fifth grade and the sixth grade, which fully reflected, how should Yan Li deal with it?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Li did not retreat but advanced, and the long sword wrapped in his coat took the initiative to hand it forward.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative.

Hearing a small muffled sound, the long sword accurately blocked Hou Dongqun's two short swords in an almost impossible way.

"You underestimate me too much!" Hou Dongqun shouted violently, his vitality was agitated, his robes were hunting, and his short sword was waving like flying, only to see two silver lights shining, and the move was fatal.

Yan Li's single sword parried, and he immediately seemed powerless, and was forced to retreat step by step, his face became more and more ugly, and his movements became more and more sluggish.

There is no doubt that if he continues like this, he will not be able to escape defeat.

You must know that Hou Dongqun can send out all the force he can send out with every move, and even his whole body can cause fatal damage to Yan Li. On the other hand, Yan Li, although the amount of vitality has been improved, it is like a beggar who suddenly got a huge amount of money, and he has not yet adapted to how to use it.

Hou Dongqun became more and more excited the more he fought, his eyes were full of bloodlust, and suddenly he screamed, and his two swords burst out with a dazzling light.

Boom!

The vitality collided violently, and the robe wrapped in the sword blade instantly shattered into powder, and the air was greatly oppressed, and it surged in all directions visibly with the naked eye.

Yan Li retreated more than ten steps from the "kick and kick", and a trace of blood immediately oozed from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the audience was already disappointed in him, and felt a bad breath, with a slightly mocking expression and whispering.

Hou Dongqun sneered: "The next move will send you on your way!"

"Haha, I see, I finally understood. Yan Li suddenly laughed as if no one was around.

The audience looked at each other, not knowing the intention of Yan Li's move.

Someone suddenly said, "Could it be that he has been borrowing Hou Dongqun's feeding tricks to participate in the Fa?"

"How is that possible? I see that he has a hard time parrying, and he still has the Dharma, don't laugh, okay......"

The conversation reached Hou Dongqun's ears, and a trace of anger flashed on his face: "Hmph, it's just a matter of making a mistake!"

Then he sneered again and said, "After practicing for so many years, I have also figured out a move and a half, and I will take you under the knife!"

The sword momentum that seemed to be nothingness reappeared, and as he breathed, the air was visibly agitated, and the dust in the air suddenly annihilated into powder.

"Chasing stars!"

His expression was solemn, his tongue was thundering, and his vitality was surging, and this time, he mobilized all the vitality in his body.

The short sword in his left hand suddenly came out of his hand, as fast as a meteor, and at the same time, his feet hurried, followed closely behind, and the two swords were connected one after the other, with a faint red light connecting back and forth, making the two short swords seem to be connected into one.

Everyone was amazed. This Hou Dongqun is not good-looking, and his strength is really not weak. This move is a unique skill that he showed by condensing the sword momentum to the extreme, and the faint red light is the vision of the vitality revealed under the condensation of the sword momentum.

"If he had a better background, he might not be in the top 10. ”

Immediately, someone sighed.

In addition to one's own perceptions, the role of external objects is really not small. Due to the limitations of each cultivator's true name and grade, the amount of vitality that each practitioner can absorb every day is very limited. A cultivator who has used medicinal food to modulate his body and boil his muscles and bones since he was a child will have a strong physique first, and his vitality will not be forged, so he will naturally transform more into cultivation, which is the reason why those cultivators of the family have made rapid progress.

Like Yan Li, although he is threatened with a curse all the time, the amount of vitality he can absorb every day is unimaginable to others, if it weren't for the Fa, his weakest strength now is also a third-grade martial artist, this is the real benefit brought by the real name grade.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the vision appeared, Hou Dongqun followed and shouted: "Guanri!"

The red light suddenly appeared, like a scorching sun, and it rushed forward rapidly, and the target was directly aimed at Yan Li's chest.

The vitality is boiling, interweaving an incomparably sharp qi machine, and I believe that anyone who is hit will never survive.

Everyone's eyes stared at Yan Li without blinking, and although they hated this person in their hearts, they always had some kind of expectation for him.

Yan Li has such a unique charm.

The long sword quickly and gracefully pulled a sword flower, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly, "Hide the sword." ”

The voice was soft, like a lover's whisper in the ear.

At the same time, calmly take a step, then the second, then the third...... He muttered, "The end of the world." ”

The two staggered in an instant.

One is leisurely like an outing, the other is as manic as a fire.

But I saw a cold glow that was so deep that it swept across the void with a blue and black glow, and it reflected with the blazing red light.

The chill on the face made everyone's breath involuntarily stagnant.

Ping!

With a crisp sound, Yan Li's long sword broke in two, his face instantly became extremely pale, and the faint vitality aura that originally exuded from his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had been completely drained at that moment.

Defeated?

Everyone involuntarily came up with such a thought.

Unexpectedly, Hou Dongqun's footsteps did not stop, he "pedaled" forward, and then stopped, as if he wanted to turn his head, but when he heard a "snort", he saw a pillar of blood gushing out, and his head rolled down from his head, and rolled off the stage with bones.

It's silent!

Yan Li turned his back to the corpse, his eyes were far and deep, and he whispered softly, "Give me my bad luck to you." ”

"Impossible!"

An unbelievable roar suddenly erupted from the crowd, and everyone followed the sound to see, but it was Jing Zhaoyin's son, Yu Muren.

Yu Muren seemed to have seen a ghost, his face full of disbelief and horror.

Only a few people in the audience could understand his feelings, and Tang Sanghua was one of them.

Her beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and she once again reviewed Yan Li's performance from beginning to end, the latter never showed his sword momentum, but at the last moment, he burst out with unimaginable momentum.

Generally speaking, the momentum is rising in the process of fierce battles, and in the realm of martial arts, there is no exception, unless it transcends the martial arts and reaches the realm of real people.

But how old is Yan Li? There are only a few real people in the entire land of China?

In fact, there are no exceptions.

Yan Li just suddenly comprehended the mystery of "Heart Washing Formula".

To put it bluntly, it's not complicated, but it's a little too simple.

He used his coat to wrap the sword weapon, so that the external striking force penetrated into the sword body, and it remained for a longer time, giving him full preparation to operate the method, bit by bit, absorbing and storing Hou Dongqun's strength, and then supplemented by his own body vitality to burst out.

Of course, it's not enough to just wash the heart.

Every time you shoot, you will do your best.

And this is the second benefit that his real name brings him. Of course, the real real name.

So, in fact, Yan Li only has the power of a sword, which is why he has been defending.

Yan Li stood still quietly, not letting people see his abnormality. He glanced at the broken sword with regret and purchased it again, but it cost a lot of money.

"Winner, Yan Li. As soon as the officials of the notary department saw that Hou Dongqun's head and body were separated, they immediately announced the results and walked away, obviously not surprising to this.

Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the headless corpse as if no one was around, took out the two thousand taels of bills from Hou Dongqun's arms, and smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, his smile was somewhat oozing at the headless corpse that was still oozing blood, and most people secretly resolved from then on not to provoke this evil star.

Returning to the academy from the Yanwu platform, everyone came to their own seats.

There are only about 20 people in the Jiazi Hall where Yan Li is located, and there are still a few people absent from the top ten, and the rest are all strong people who are not weaker than Hou Dongqun.

In fact, those who were assigned to the Jiazi Academy were all seeds that had the hope of entering the inner courtyard, which were specially selected by the academy, so that a group of outstanding people could be concentrated in one place, which could promote competition, as for benign or vicious, in this era when cultivators were rampant, only the strong had the right to speak.

Located close to the library pavilion, the hall is actually an enlarged version of a private school, but the surrounding space is very empty, and there are various "equipment".

In the school building, the twenty-odd students sat according to the student number, and the teaching never came, and the laughter was endless.

"Sit down for me!"

At this time, a cold-faced middle-aged man suddenly walked in, and as soon as he entered, the temperature in the school building immediately dropped several degrees.

A few people who knew this person changed their faces slightly, and muttered to themselves: Why is he?

"My name is Jiang Changtian, and I used to be a robber. The middle-aged man said.