Sikong Yu's face turned red now, and he explained again and again: "No, no, I haven't killed a strong person in the Martial Emperor realm. ”

But the Situ brothers didn't listen at all, and wanted Sima Miaoyin to explain it to him, but Sima Miaoyin was laughing wherever he was, and the more anxious he was, the happier she laughed. Let her explain that it is probably no fun.

The four of them walked around the academy together, and on the way, Sikong Yu tried to explain several more times, but in the end it was to no avail.

At this time, the sun is already setting, and the soft sunlight shines on the four people, forming a beautiful picture.

Situ Chong patted Sikong Yu on the shoulder and said, "Tomorrow is a battle game, you must participate." ”

Sikong Yu scratched his hair and wondered, "What is a battle game?"

Sima Miaoyin said: "It's the students of the entire academy fighting each other until the last person." ”

The next day.

When Sima Miaoyin and Sikong Yu came to the academy, the entire academy had been shrouded in a huge blue protective shield, exuding a huge power, which Sikong Yu had never experienced, even on Sikong Yan or Liu Yi.

This can only mean one thing, this power is the power of the Martial Saint Realm.

Sima Miaoyin said: "Combat games don't really kill people. ”

Sikong Yu: "Hmm. ”

Sikong Yu was now speechless by this power.

The two of them went upstairs and stood in the hallway, which was now full of people, dressed in all kinds of clothes and holding all kinds of weapons in their hands.

There are swords, there are knives, there are meteor hammers, there are spears......

As a voice sounded: "I announce the start of the battle game!"

In an instant, the killing intent in the air suddenly became much heavier, and everyone was in a big mess.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen people fell down the hallway.

Of course, the people who fell were not dead, but at the moment they fell, something blue like jelly suddenly rose from the ground and enveloped them, and they were like babies, peacefully asleep in it.

Sikong Yu watched them fight, the weakest strength in them was only the Martial Emperor realm, and the highest was already the peak of the Martial Emperor, and even the power exuded was not inferior to the first rank of the Martial Emperor.

At this time, there was a slightly chubby man holding a long sword and stabbing at Sima Miaoyin. Although his body was a little fat, his speed was definitely not slow, and he had already stabbed out seven swords in an instant, and the seven sword lights were like seven swift lightning bolts stabbing at Sima Miaoyin.

No one saw how Sima Miaoyin dodged, she was just laughing, nothing in the world seemed to be distressing to her, and there seemed to be no disaster in the world that could take away the innocent and bright smile on her face.

The seven sword lights didn't hit Sima Miaoyin, and although Sima Miaoyin didn't dodge, it wasn't just why the sword light just brushed past her and didn't hurt her in the slightest.

Immediately, Sima Miaoyin stretched out a hand as smooth and white as mutton fat jade, and with a slight wave of his hand, the slightly chubby swordsman only felt a breeze blowing, and he didn't feel any pain, any pain. But his feet were off the ground, and his body had fallen down the hallway, contained in blue jelly.

At this time, Situ Chong and Situ Yun are also fighting against each other, Situ Chong's opponent is Song Hongfeng, a strong man at the beginning of Wuzun, and his weapon is also a knife, although it is the first level of Wuzun, the strength he shows can be fought with even if he is at the middle level of Wuzun.

I saw his body swept up and slashed down.

What a fast knife, such a bright knife light.

The speed and power displayed by this knife must be dodged if ordinary people see it.

But Song Hongfeng was not facing ordinary people, he saw Situ Chong's body swept up, and the sword flashed, not only did he dodge, but he met it.

I only heard the sound of "ding!" and the sound was deafening.

In an instant, I saw seven or eight sword lights, crisscrossing the sky, and the two sides came and went, and in just ten minutes, seven or eight moves had already come out.

There were even four girls in the opposite corridor who stopped and watched the two of them intently.

One of the girls said, "If only one day I could be like them." ”

Another girl said, "Half is good." ”

The girl in the white long gauze skirt asked the girl holding a long sword, "You are also in the realm of martial arts?"

The girl with the sword replied, "Yes." ”

The girl in the white gauze skirt asked again: "If you go to fight Situ Chong, how many moves can you pass?"

The girl with the sword replied, "I can't pass a single move." ”

The girl in the long white dress asked again: "What about Song Hongfeng?"

The girl with the sword replied, "I can't pass a single move." ”

She was not ashamed of that answer. No one would laugh at her for such an answer. Because those two are so strong, so strong that they are outrageous.

But at this time, compared to Situ Chong and Song Hongfeng, she was obviously more concerned about the battle situation on Situ Yun's side.

Now the opponent against Situ Yun is Yu Xiong, a middle-level powerhouse of Wuzun, holding a pair of judges' pens, stabbing Situ Yun one after another like raindrops.

And Situ Yun stood in place and did not advance or retreat, a paper fan seemed to be harder than iron in his hand, completely blocking Yu Xiong's stormy attack. No, it's not accurate to say that it is blocked, it should be said that it is gently resolved.

Situ Chong and Situ Yun, two brothers, are completely two extremes against the enemy.

Situ Chong went all out against the enemy, as if he had an inexhaustible amount of strength in his body.

And Situ Yun was like carving a delicate jade artifact against the enemy, and every bit of strength was used extremely accurately, and he would never waste any more strength.

I saw Situ Yun retreat a little, put the fan away, and swung it out again, outlining a perfect arc in the air, hitting Yu Xiong's abdomen.

This time it didn't seem to have much power, but it knocked Yu Xiong down directly.

Yu Xiong also slept in the blue jelly.

On the other hand, Situ Yun was still dressed in white, standing there gracefully. There was neither the joy of defeating the opponent nor the tiredness in his eyes.

Suddenly, the girl with the long sword, who couldn't pass the trick just now, jumped up and swept towards the opposite corridor.

She stood in front of Situ Yun and bowed down and said, "The little woman Yang Chunxue wants to have a trick with Yun Gongzi. ”

Situ Yun bent down slightly to show respect for his opponent: "Girl, please." ”

The three girls who had just been chatting with her saw this scene and said in unison, "She's crazy." ”

The girl in the long white gauze dress who had just asked her question sighed, and there was a sad look in her eyes. She is not grieving for Yang Chunxue, but grieving for herself.

She asked the question just now with inexplicable mockery, and even had an indescribable ridiculous pleasure.

She now suddenly felt that Yang Chunxue was far away from her, and this distance was far more than the distance from this corridor to the opposite corridor. It's a distance so far away that she'll never be able to catch up.

Suddenly, someone said to her: "Zhu Qiaoqiao, look at it?"

In the opposite corridor, Yang Chunxue's sword was already unsheathed, and the sword glowed white in the sun, revealing a formidable cold air. Even Situ Yun couldn't help frowning.

Yang Chunxue stabbed out with a sword, and the sword light was everywhere.

Situ Yun has experienced a lot of battles, and his strength is by no means weak among his peers and in the same realm.

In fact, if he ranked among the powerhouses in the Yuanlong Empire's Martial Venerable Realm, he could be ranked in the top five no matter how he was calculated.

But in the face of this sword, his body for no reason was shocked, and his heart tightened, but his face was still the same light and light, and he looked relaxed.

Yang Chunxue had already stabbed out the five swords, and Situ Yun blocked the five swords with a fan.

But Yang Chunxue's sword speed is getting faster and faster, not only fast, but also cold.

Sometimes kendo is like calligraphy, not only to have momentum but also to have a sense of purpose, not only to have a sense of intent but also to have skill. A stroke should be written first, and a sword should be stabbed in front of the sword.

Yang Chunxue had already stabbed out more than a dozen swords, and every time the sword had not yet arrived, the sword qi had already arrived first.

Situ Yun looked at her, she was now not so much a martial sword as a sword dance.

Her dancing was agile, graceful, and elegant, if it weren't for the fact that she still had a sword in her hand, and that sword still exuded a chill to stab at him.

In a trance, he really felt that this was dancing, and it was the most beautiful dance he had seen so far.

There was a smile on Situ Yun's face.

Yang Chunxue's speed was getting faster and faster, and four or five afterimages had already appeared on her body.

Suddenly, four or five afterimages and four or five swords stabbed out at the same time, filling the sky with cold and brilliant sword light.

The speed of this sword is beyond any words to describe.

This sword Situ Yun is already unavoidable.

This sword Situ Yun must be blocked.

But can the power of this sword be blocked by Situ Yun?

I saw Situ Yun put away the fan, and the true qi gushed out from the soles of his feet, quickly forming a protective cover.

When the sword pierced into the protective cover, Situ Yun spread the fan again, only to hear the sound of "bang!", and the protective cover exploded. Yang Chunxue's body was also shocked and flew out, and it fell. Slept in blue jelly.

Situ Yun bowed his hand slightly to the falling figure and said, "Please forgive me for being rude." ”

This battle attracted the attention of many people, and let everyone in the Dragon God Academy know a girl named Yang Chunxue.

The battle continued, and at this time, I saw a young man wearing a strong suit and holding a long sword, and he stabbed from that corner. Lightning-fast speeds.

This young man is at least in the realm of martial arts, but his opponent is Sikong Yu, who is only in the realm of warriors.

Sikong Yu didn't panic when he saw this young man coming with a sword, and of course he didn't go to this sword.

He is not stupid, this sword is full of sword qi and powerful. If you are stabbed by this sword, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured. Of course, under this big blue protective cover, death or serious injury is not a big deal.

I saw Sikong Yu retreating quickly, and the young man with the sword was chasing after him in front.

The young man was still a foot away from Sikong Yu, but Sikong Yu had already felt his majestic and terrifying sword aura.

Sikong Yu and the boy always kept a distance of one foot, but Sima Miaoyin found that Sikong Yu's forehead was sweating. This is absolutely wrong, that is, Sikong Yu only has the realm of a samurai, but he will not sweat after running a few steps.

Why? She couldn't figure it out.

About half an hour or so, Sikong Yu suddenly changed his retreat, and rushed forward like an arrow shot out, with huge energy fluctuations emanating from his side, and in an instant, he hit with both palms.

But when he was close to the boy, he changed his attack again, and his body jumped up, and he made a roundabout kick in the air, kicking the boy in the chin with his toes. Kicked the boy down.

The boy slept in the blue jelly.

And Sikong Yu was also exhausted, kneeling on the ground sweating like rain, without any grace at all.

But even so, no one will laugh at him, on the contrary, the people who see that battle now only admire him, admire him from the heart, and admire the five bodies to the ground.

It is a difficult thing for a samurai to defeat a martial artist. Moreover, the person that Sikong Yu defeated just now was named Sima Qiuheng, a powerhouse at the peak level of Martial Venerable, and I am afraid that he would be able to reach the realm of Martial Emperor in the near future.

Even if Sima Qiu is allowed to go and rush with Situ for a few moves, I am afraid that he will not lose, and even if he loses, he will not lose much.

And Sikong Yu is only a mid-level warrior but has beaten such a powerful opponent, how can he not be amazed, how can he not be admired.

Sikong Yu stood up with difficulty, still sweating like rain.

Suddenly, a door opened, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

A huge energy emanated from the inside of the door, and the heavens and the earth changed color in an instant, which was definitely not the power that the Martial Venerable realm could exude. It's the power of the Martial Emperor realm.

A door also opened in the opposite hallway, and for a moment the people erupted in deafening cheers. Because, that door lives Sima Wu, the champion of the previous battle game.

In an instant, the two forces were intertwined, like a dragon and a tiger.

Someone was whispering, "Do you say that this Sima Wu can beat that mysterious person?"

The handsome boy next to him who was holding a fan said, "Let's beat it." ”

The little man holding a dagger on the side said: "I look at the hanging, it is said that this mysterious person has been at the peak of martial arts for two years after entering the Dragon God Academy." In the third year, he asked the school for a retreat, but he never thought that the retreat would be another two years. I guess I will be out of the customs today......"

The little man didn't go on, for he couldn't find the words to describe the excitement in his heart at the moment, and the terrifying power of the mysterious man.

Sima Miaoyin said: "There is a good show to watch. ”

Situ Yun asked Situ Chong, "How many moves can you make with that Sima Wu?"

Situ Chong said: "Three moves......"

At this time, Situ Chong, who has always been full of confidence, actually spoke in a question sentence.

Situ Yun didn't ask any more, his eyes fixed on the sky.

It was as if something was about to fall from the sky, and that thing would destroy the entire Dragon Academy.

At this moment, the wind is blowing. It felt slightly cold.

At the highest point of the Dragon God Academy, Sima Yuchuan, the king of the Yuanlong Empire, and Sima Tong, the head of the Dragon God Academy, stood there.

Sima Yuchuan said: "This year's battle game is also very interesting. ”

Sima Daodao: "These are the hopes of the empire. ”

Sima Yuchuan stopped talking and looked down, at this time Sima Wu had already walked out, and he yelled at the other side:

"Cao He came out to fight me!"