Although Chen Yi and Murong Ziyan have temporarily reached a consensus to join forces to deal with Amanda first, and then fight for the first throne, the two have not really discussed who will strike first.

For a while, between Chen Yi, Murong Ziyan, and Amanda, the wind was blowing, and everyone also firmly grasped the weapon in their hands and was ready to go, but no one was the first to eat the crab.

Situ Yueying fought vigorously on the periphery, and his position on the ranking climbed forward, directly to the twelfth place.

Tian Yan looked up at the sky, glanced at his name on the leaderboard, the momentum around him was like a rainbow, the more backward, the stronger his fighting spirit became, and his cultivation was also increasing in battles again and again!

Qi Xiaoxiao was not far from him, and when he saw his state, getting better and better, he couldn't help but smile and praise: "Senior Brother Tianxiao, the Tianji swordsmanship you have cultivated is really good, the stronger you are, the stronger your opponent, the more you can hone your swordsmanship, the more brilliant your swordsmanship, and your cultivation will continue to increase!

In just one sentence, Heavenly Death defeated another student from Pandora Academy and jumped to the eighteenth place in the ultimate ranking of the Ten Academies Competition!

However, this is obviously not enough!

The momentum of the Heavenly Death soared, and the sword qi soared straight into the nine heavens, and Lu Caiwei whispered in Murong Limeng's ear: "Sister, you don't know yet, right? This young genius is the target of our Tianji Academy's key training. You see the ancient sword in his hand, about three feet and three inches long, is Huang Zhongheng's first natal weapon, called: 'Zhongheng Sword'. ”

As soon as these words came out, Murong Limeng and Leng Qingluan turned their heads to look at Lu Caiwei at the same time, and the two of them said in unison: "Is that Huang Zhongheng?" The eyes of the two looked at the slightly chubby middle-aged male cultivator at the highest part of the observation deck at the same time.

He is one of the seven stewards ranked fourth in the Lingji True Mansion, he is very low-key in his life on weekdays, but his cultivation is steady and steady, and he has been recognized as the highest among the seven stewards as early as three hundred years ago.

This recognized highest gold content is particularly pure, because it is also the late Jindan Nine-Layer Great Perfection Realm, and he, Huang Zhongheng, can force down his opponent with his own strength, while other Jindan Late Nine-Layer Great Perfection Realm monks generally have a hard chance of winning when facing the same strong opponent.

This is all thanks to Huang Zhongheng's extraordinary perseverance and patience. He spent much more time on cultivation than others on the way to cultivation......

The more time it takes, the stronger the foundation becomes. One of the natal magic weapons used by Huang Zhongheng is this "Zhongheng Sword" that is three feet and three inches long, don't look at the "Zhongheng Sword" It looks ordinary on the surface, but the sword intent contained in it is very rich. It is said that there is Zhong Heng in the "Zhong Heng Sword", and the "Zhong Heng Sword", as the only natal weapon that accompanies Huang Zhongheng's growth, has already cultivated the sword spirit, which is very spiritual.

Now, the "Zhongheng Sword" is actually in the hands of Tianyi, how does Huang Zhongheng look at Tianyan?

Could it be that it was because Heavenly Death only focused on cultivating swordsmanship?

Murong Limeng couldn't guess the answer, Lu Caiwei and Leng Qingluan were silent, they had a little more respect for the genius boy Tianyan in their hearts.

In this world, there are many successes and countless failures. But there is a kind of ordinary ordinary people who only do one thing in their lives, and at the end of their lives, this matter has a little pitiful result.

In the eyes of the world, this kind of person who focuses on a cause is worthy of admiration. Regardless of whether it is successful or not.

In the current fashionable words, this is the embodiment of the spirit of craftsmanship, Tianyan is so, Qi Xiaoxiao is so, Huang Zhongheng, not to mention.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of monks, the battle in the arena has been very fierce, except for the top three students in the middle of the arena who are still testing the opponent's virtual and real rankings.

"Alas, Amanda doesn't know what he's thinking, it's better to directly use his colorful magic box to defeat the opponent and then take a good rest, the pestle is motionless there, what are you thinking?" Not far behind Murong Limeng, several female cultivators stood together and whispered.

When Lu Caiwei heard this, she couldn't help but scoff: "What do these little girls know, at this time, whoever shows his flaws first will lose half of them." ”

"Hmm. Murong Limeng nodded.

Leng Qingluan said timidly: "When will my sister end?"

Murong Limeng smiled slightly and said, "Wait a little longer." ”

"Then I'm going first. Leng Qingluan was a little reluctant, "Master is urging me." As she spoke, she pouted at Sun Shihan.

"You worshipped Sun Shihan as a teacher?!" Murong Limeng was a little surprised, when did this happen, she hadn't heard any rumors at all?

Leng Qingluan smiled a little embarrassedly: "When I came out of the Moonless Secret Realm, Master accepted me as a disciple. The words were full of gratitude and pride.

Murong Limeng nodded, "Sun Shihan is indeed a rare good master, if you follow her, you will definitely learn a lot of skills." ”

"Hmm. ”

"But ......"

"Huh?" Leng Qingluan wondered.

Murong Limeng frowned: "How did you get caught by Xiao Qianying?"

"Ah...... It's a long story, that ...... This ......" Leng Qingluan spoke knotted in front of Murong Limeng for the first time.

Murong Limeng could see at a glance that Leng Qingluan seemed to want to hide something from her, and then he was unwilling to hide her, Leng Qingluan's contradictions and entanglements were undoubtedly revealed in front of her.

"Well, needless to say, I don't want to know anymore. Murong Limeng waved his hand, "It's time for you to play, go ahead, be careful!"

Leng Qingluan smiled at Murong Limeng gratefully, and when he entered the venue, he still turned back and secretly communicated to Murong Limeng: "Sister Limeng, I was captured by Xiao Qianying to be a hostage, my master and she don't know yet, I want to ask you to help me keep it secret." ”

Murong Limeng nodded silently at Leng Qingluan, and Leng Qingluan rushed into the arena with confidence.

Leng Qingluan chose the place to enter, and there was only a little magician holding a magic book nearby.

Seeing Leng Qingluan suddenly appear, the little magician was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged his magic book, and quickly turned the page that represented the attack, without saying a word, chanting the spell, a lightning bolt with the smell of gunpowder flew out of the magic book, and then fell on Leng Qingluan's head!

Leng Qingluan held the whip in one hand, and slapped a palm at random with the other, and the palm force directly scattered the lightning, and the long whip then wrapped around the little magician's body, binding the thin little body under his wide black robe.

At the same time, on the thirtieth place on the final ranking of the Ten Academies Competition, the English name instantly darkened, replaced with the name of Leng Qingluan, and was accompanied by the cyan auspicious cloud logo of Biyang Academy!

Murong Limeng and Lu Caiwei both smiled, it was their turn to play!

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