Although this method can freeze Cheng Xiaoxi's body, it can't stop his consciousness, as long as it is a magic trick, it must be generated by spiritual power, as long as it is within the tolerance range of Cheng Xiaoxi, then he can decompose it into its original form.

As soon as his mind moved, a suction force immediately erupted on the surface of Cheng Xiaoxi's body, and all the cold qi suddenly entered his body along the pores, and after turning around in his body, it turned into the purest spiritual power, which was absorbed by the spiritual yuan in his waist.

After a while, the cold qi lost its effect, and although it was still emerging from the cyclone, it could no longer freeze Cheng Xiaoxi's body, and even his hands could move.

The flesh was unsealed, the stiffness remained, and Cheng Xiaoxi moved his wrists and fingers, regaining the feeling of flexing and stretching freely. Through the layers of cyclones, he raised his head and looked at Zuo Yulin, his vision seemed to be able to penetrate the envelope of the cyclone and see the proud young man not far away.

Cheng Xiaoxi looked at his face and was silent for a while, and suddenly "Ouch ouch" screamed in pain, the voice came out, Zuo Yulin was overjoyed when he heard it, and immediately injected more spiritual power into the magic formula, the cyclone gained new power, the volume doubled, and more cold qi gushed out, squeezing in the narrow space between the cyclone and Cheng Xiaoxi's body.

"Sure enough, Heaven is fair!"

Seeing that Zuo Yulin was so stupid, Cheng Xiaoxi secretly laughed in his heart, and his transformation speed suddenly increased greatly, and the spiritual power he absorbed in just a moment was worth his half-moon cultivation.

The situation was at such a stalemate, Cheng Xiaoxi kept screaming, his voice was sharp and poignant, which made He Fatzi regret it, if Wang Yue hadn't seen through it and stopped He Fatzi, I was afraid that he would have rushed over.

The worse Cheng Xiaoxi screamed, the more Zuo Yulin felt resentment in his heart, and he didn't know how, as long as he heard the sound in the cyclone, he felt comfortable all over his body. The shadow that had been left on the northbound road had vanished at this moment, and the realm of the early stage of his realm had also stabilized a lot, and the aura emanating from his body had been condensed a lot.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yue smiled "heh" and said to himself: "It's not a loss." ”

Wang Yue, as a person who has come over, has a more long-term vision, so he will have this feeling, if Zuo Yulin understands what Cheng Xiaoxi is doing at this time, he will definitely not think like this.

You must know that in just this short half a moment, he has already spent nearly thirty percent of his cultivation, and after this matter, he still doesn't know how many rare elixirs he will need to use to recover.

And this is only the current situation, because the stalemate is still continuing, looking at this situation, if Zuo Yulin does not wake up, I am afraid that he will be sucked dry by Cheng Xiaoxi, and I am afraid that the realm may fall.

After another half a moment, as Cheng Xiaoxi's shouts gradually decreased, and finally there was even a sound begging for mercy, Zuo Yulin was overjoyed, and hurriedly injected Yicheng spiritual power into it. As this spiritual power left Zuo Yulin's body, he suddenly felt a burst of weakness, his mind was dizzy, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He shook his head and came to his senses in an instant. When the realm is first broken, the cultivator will spend half a year or even longer to stabilize his cultivation, so that the foundation can be firm, and his cultivation will be smoother in the future.

How can anyone be like him, whose realm is undecided, and who casts spells with all his might?

Zuo Yulin muttered: "In order for you to lie on the ground like I did at that time, it is worth it no matter what!"

Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, he still underestimated Zuo Yulin's obsession, he wanted to wait for him to wake up, how could he ever think that in order to defeat Cheng Xiaoxi, he would not even hesitate to shake his cultivation foundation!

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Wang Yue slowly walked between the two, and as soon as his body shook, he cut off Zuo Yulin's control, Zuo Yulin's mind was traumatized, and he took a few steps back, and then he stood firm, looking at Wang Yue with a puzzled face.

Seeing that the apprentice was weak, he couldn't help but make a move?

Wang Yue was old and refined, and he could see what he was thinking at a glance, so he pointed to the cyclone and said lightly: "See for yourself." ”

The magic trick lost its master's control, and its power immediately weakened a little, and as time passed, there were even more signs of imminent collapse. Seeing that the cold air had greatly decreased, it was a pity that Cheng Xiaoxi secretly said, and his movements also accelerated a lot, and in the eyes of countless people, the cyclone gradually dissipated, turning into wisps of smoke and clouds, which were sucked into his body by Cheng Xiaoxi.

Seeing the result that was completely different from his own thoughts, Zuo Yulin's heart was shocked, there was a loud bang in his head, a handsome face was pale and haggard, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth!

Such a clear scene shattered all his illusions, where was Wang Yue to save his apprentice, he obviously didn't want him to be humiliated again!

The night breeze was no longer cool, but with a hint of coldness, a thick tiredness hit his heart, Zuo Yulin's limbs were out of strength, and his body was shaky. I saw his body bow, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and then his eyes turned black and he fell directly to the ground.

Seeing that the opponent was like this, as the initiator, Cheng Xiaoxi's face flushed, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, looking at those pairs of frightened eyes, he scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and explained in a low voice: "This is not to blame me, if he enters the middle of the realm, I will not be his opponent." ”

Except for Wang Yue, who knew about the confrontation in the cyclone? It was good that he didn't explain, but everyone just guessed in their hearts, in this way, wouldn't it be that the sixteen-year-old boy sitting on the wooden chair in front of him really defeated Zuo Yulin with his own strength! So what is the significance of Zuo Yulin's title of being the number one in southern Xinjiang, with such a big mountain above his head......

The matter has come to this, Wang Yue only thinks about how to appease the old ghost in Zuofu, it seems that this time he is going to have some blood! Thinking of this, he looked at the little apprentice on the wooden chair again, and his eyes were even more loving.

The martial arts test ended unexpectedly, and the first, second, and third stages each decided their rankings, but such a shocking thing happened, and everyone couldn't see anything else in their eyes, and all that was left was the young man sitting quietly on the wooden chair under the night sky, on the high platform.

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Although many things happened last night, the third session of the academy examination was also held as scheduled, in order to attract talents, the third session was formulated by the realm master, which was nothing more than to let the students enter the barracks, feel the blood of the battlefield, and arouse their ambitions.

Cheng Xiaoxi gained a lot, not only got the reward of his senior brother, but also absorbed a lot of spiritual power, which made him still interested in doing other things, and he was snickering in Feng Yaju alone.

As for the senior brother, because of the incident at the east window, he was called by the master.

In Wang Yue's three-story courtyard, Cheng Xiaoxi's fat brother was hung upside down from a tree by the pool, and Wang Yue stood next to him angrily, holding a one-foot-long rattan in his hand, and whipped He Fatzi again and again.

While whipping, Wang Yue asked and said, "Have you grown up?"

"Ouch, oh hehe...... Stop fighting, ah, I was wrong, old man!"

As the rattan continued to fall, He Fatzi's face turned red and he cried loudly, and because he was hanging upside down, saliva ran down his fat cheeks and onto his short hair.

Tired of fighting, Wang Yue crossed his waist with one hand, and pointed at He Fatzi with a rattan in the other, and said, "Don't say that you have been wronged as a master, just say it! Where is the rare elixir in my room?"

He Fatzi can be regarded as daring, even if he is in pain, he does not disdain to lie, after all, Wang Yue is such a smart person, where is it so easy to deceive, so he said honestly: "I'll take it, hiss...... Oh, it's for my junior brother. ”

Don't blame Wang Yue for being stingy and angry at these rare elixirs, it's just that the third son of the old ghost of Zuofu hurt the foundation under his nose, how can he show it, and because of this, he went back to the small courtyard. When he entered the room, as soon as he opened the box, his heart was suddenly dripping with blood and anger, he didn't have to think about it at all, he would first arrest He Fatzi and beat him!

"Okay, okay, then let's not talk about the rare elixir, the master is not a stingy person, since you gave it to the junior brother, I will not pursue it. ”

Hearing this, He Fatzi's heart was relieved, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

How could Wang Yue change his words, point to the pool again, and said angrily: "Now you can explain to me well, what about the feng shui fish that I have raised for more than a hundred years?"

When He Fatzi heard Wang Yue's angry tone, his body couldn't help but tremble, this old man had never been angry, and he was so terrible when he got angry all his life.

He organized his language and said timidly: "I have a hundred years of things, and I must make up for it, so I boiled it and ate it." ”

The apprentice's words were like a blow to the head, Wang Yue closed his eyes tightly and stopped talking.