Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Divine Consciousness Travels
Although there was no hearty drink at the lunch, Shi Jiu and each of them were very excited, mainly because they met Xiang Nan, a new friend.
Especially Duan Wushuang hugged Xiang Nan very much, she didn't wait for Xiang Nan to make any requests, she had already said in a big way: "Xiang Nan, you should also study in the Battle Star Academy with us, although your Battle Star strength should be good, but now that you have become a child, it is better for all of us to start cultivating again." You don't have to worry about the admission procedures at all, I'll take care of it for you. ”
Xiang Nan said with some embarrassment: "It's very troublesome to enroll halfway, so don't toss." ”
"A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem!" Brother Scar smiled: "Wushuang is a famous little god of wealth among us, let her do this thing will definitely be a matter of course!"
Xiang Nan nodded and suddenly shook her head, she said embarrassedly: "I can't easily control my body to be invisible now, so I am afraid that I will cause unnecessary trouble if I enter the school recklessly." ”
"What's this?" Duan Wushuang patted his chest and said confidently: "I have a good human skin mask, you can pick any one, anyway, it was given to me by Old Man Xiang, hehe~! ”
The lunch was quickly ended with a harmonious laughter, as there was an even more attractive individual race in the afternoon.
Not long after Shi Jiu and the others returned to the Battle Star Academy, the bell of the Battle Star Tower jingled, and the afternoon individual competition started on time.
Shi Jiu saw several pairs of players on the billboard, Dongxue and Brother Scar were in the final round, it seemed that they were going to fight today, and he would compete with their winner, because of this, his mood was a little complicated now, and he didn't know whether he was excited or lonely.
He looked up at the stairs leading to the second floor of the Battle Star Tower, turned his head and said to Scar, "I want to go to the senior competition above to see how the battle is going." ”
"Didn't you read the rules, you are not allowed to watch the competition across grades!" Brother Scar said with some surprise, "Besides, how can you sneak in?"
"Haha, don't worry about this, anyway, I have a bye in today's game, and I'm idle too, you don't have to worry about the rest, I have my own way! Also, before your game starts, I'll definitely be able to come back!" Shi Jiu said, no longer ignoring Brother Scar's questioning, his mind condensed and already drew out a wisp of divine sense, and crossed the stairs to the second floor.
Brother Scar looked at Shi Jiu, who seemed to have nothing to do beside him, and felt even more inexplicable.
The second floor of the Battle Star Tower is a middle-grade competition, due to the characteristics of the Battle Star Tower's building, the scale and area here are significantly smaller than the first floor, Shi Jiu looked up, presumably the higher the area, the smaller the area, the fewer people can be accommodated.
Shi Jiu thought about it for a moment, he had been to the tenth floor of the Battle Star Tower, and he clearly remembered that the area there could only accommodate two or three people.
Shi Jiu's divine sense observed for a while on the second floor, the ring here was also in the middle position, and the audience around was already full, but it was not as noisy and noisy as the lower grades on the first floor, everyone here was very quiet, it was really older or more mature.
Shi Jiu saw some people standing in the four corners of the ring, presumably the contestants, but Shi Jiu didn't know any of these people. He looked up and down from the corner of his eye, thinking that he had violated the rules of the academy anyway, so he simply went to the place where the senior students were competing on the third floor of the Battle Star Tower to see where it was, so he urged his divine sense and swooped through the stairs leading to the third floor.
The layout of the third floor is basically not very different from the first and second floors. This is the same as Shi Jiu imagined, the ring is smaller, and the number of people around is obviously not much, and the people in the stands can be seen to be larger in age and figure, but the audience seats here are scattered, and the audience seats that are not wide are not even full, and there are many empty seats.
Suddenly, Shi Jiu found a different place, the ring of the senior grade was different from the two floors below, this ring that was only one zhang square, there was a circle of ropes around it, and the ropes were full of small yellow copper bells!
And there was no basket for sticks under the ring!
What surprised Shi Jiu even more was that the ring was so empty that he couldn't see a player preparing for a fight!
When Shi Jiu was puzzled, a teacher wearing a referee's costume jumped into the ring and said softly: "The game will start immediately, please come to the stage with both players!"
At this time, Shi Jiu saw two slender men flying up from the audience, and they landed in the center of the ring in an instant.
Among the two people who flew into the ring, one of them, Shi Jiu, still recognized, he was Luo Changfeng's brother, Luo Changan!
The referee's raised hand suddenly dropped, announcing the start of the match.
Shi Jiu concentrated his mind and paid close attention to the game in the ring.
The people in the two competitions did not rush to attack, but at the same time their bodies spun rapidly, and two whirlwinds of hunting immediately blew in the small ring!
The speed of the two whirlwinds grew faster and faster, tearing through the air around them, and the hunting whirls had turned into a piercing buzz!
Shi Jiu urged his divine sense to slowly get closer to the ring, and he found that while the two whirlwinds were constantly increasing their rotation speed, they were also moving closer to each other inch by inch, and as the distance between the two people shortened, except for the two buzzes intertwined in the entire three-layer space, everything else seemed to be non-existent, which seemed extremely weird!
Although Shi Jiu had seen the battle of masters on the tenth floor of the Battle Star Tower, it was the first time he had seen the duel between the senior students of the Dur Battle Star Academy, and his mood had changed from the excitement when he first came in, to the current nervousness, which could no longer be described by words.
The moment the two whirlwinds were about to come into contact, one of the whirlwinds suddenly collapsed, and the person in the whirlwind was already kneeling on one knee, he stretched out his hand and patted the ring, shaking his head helplessly to say that he had failed, and the winning side was Luo Changan!
Shi Jiu thought to himself, wow, Luo Changan's strength is really worthy of being the top ten star students of the academy!
At this point, Shi Jiu finally understood why he couldn't use weapons in senior competitions, even wooden short sticks. Because their star power is already very strong, using equipment is bound to cause unnecessary damage.
Shi Jiu, who was still unsatisfied, watched a few games in succession, and the excitement of the game was actually not as good as that of the junior grades, and the winner was often divided in an instant, even if he fought for a while, he couldn't see the dazzling battle stars and bells and whistles.
Of course, he also knew what the ropes around the upper class ring were for.
It turns out that they decide the winner, not to knock the opponent out of the ring, but as long as one party's body touches the rope of the ring, it can be regarded as a defeat!
Therefore, in such a narrow ring, the contestants' requirements for body style, control of strength, and even the grasp of distance are very important.
But after a few games, Shi Jiu didn't see Yang Jiaao's brother!
Shi Jiu heard the referee announce the end of today's game, and he was about to concentrate and urge his divine sense to return to the first floor of the Battle Star Tower. A secret voice came from his ear, a soft low and hoarse voice: "Since you're here, do you still want to leave?"