In the three groups of battles, the first to divide the winner was Fang Xie and Yao Dalong.

Fang Xie didn't even make a move, and directly summoned three ghosts and demons, and bombarded Yao Dalong indiscriminately.

These three ghosts and demons, a kind-faced old man, a yin vulture old woman, and a huge black wolf, each of which is far superior to the black panther ghost demon snatched by Fang An.

In the face of Fang Xie's endless ghosts and demons, Yao Dalong finally chose to admit defeat because he was tired of coping.

Speaking of this Yao Dalong, he also had a little holiday with Fang An. In fact, it is not a festival, when the freshman battle was at the beginning, Shijie Society, Baihua Society, and the Great Dragon Gang all chose to support new students, wanting to win the championship of the freshman battle, but they were taken the lead by Fang An.

Both Shijie Club and the Dalong Gang had students who died at Fang An's hands, but unlike Sun Shihao, Yao Dalong didn't make any moves against Fang An, I don't know if he cares or doesn't care.

Not long after Yao Dalong admitted defeat, Han Qixun, who fought against Bai Zhuo, also collapsed, and only Qi Wuya and Lei Junlin were left in the ring.

Interestingly, these two were still standing at both ends of the ring, their spiritual power roaring in their bodies, the spiritual pressure was permeating, and the momentum was colliding, but no one took the lead in making a move.

There have long been rumors in Kyushu: Jin Geng is poisonous and black, Bai Gu is red and violent, Xuanhan is arrogant, and Qing Leng Fang Yin.

Although it is a bit narrow about the eight royal families, these eight words can also roughly summarize the character of the eight royal families.

Lei Junlin was naturally very proud, but he didn't expect to meet an equally arrogant opponent this time.

Lei Junyao's eyes flashed with thunder, and many small thunderbolts continued to appear on the surface of his body, moving back and forth, and his momentum reached a higher level, rolling towards Qi Wuya. Qi Wuya easily dealt with it with blood, and he also did not fall behind.

Seeing that the two sides were deadlocked, in order to avoid continuing the confrontation, Bai Dicheng had to say: "If the winner cannot be determined within half an hour, both will be eliminated." ”

However, Qi Wuya and Lei Junyao ignored the warning presented by the White Emperor, and still squeezed each other with momentum, as if whoever struck first would be defeated.

However, the cultivation of the two is similar, and they naturally can't tell the difference based on their momentum alone.

After a long time, Qi Wuya took the lead in speaking: "I have always wanted to see what is the difference between the so-called royal children and ordinary spirit masters. Make a move, or if I do it, you won't even have a chance to make a move. ”

Lei Junlin sneered when he heard this: "Arrogant and ignorant, Yelang is arrogant. ”

Seeing this, Qi Wuya sighed lightly, then stretched his right arm back and grasped the big sword behind his back.

The moment Qi Wuya's palm touched the hilt of the sword, his momentum changed abruptly.

If Qi Wuya's aura was like a sea of blood before, and the evil aura was awe-inspiring, but since he held the giant sword, it was like turning into a sharp sword, exuding sharpness all over his body.

The momentum that the two have been holding on to each other has quietly changed at this moment. Qi Wuya's momentum was also like a sharp sword, directly cutting through Lei Junlin's momentum and piercing into his heart.

Affected by this, the lightning on the surface of Thunder King's body seemed to be extinguished for a moment, and a trace of cold sweat left from the corner of his forehead, but it was immediately shattered by the thunder and turned into water vapor.

"Thunder Hell!" Lei Junlin let out a low snort, and suddenly made a move, he understood that he had already lost the momentum competition, and if he didn't make a move immediately, maybe if he continued, he would even lose the courage to make a move.

The divine power is like the sea, the thunder is like a prison, and on the ice ring with a radius of 100 zhang, most of it was covered with countless thunders in an instant, and the position of him and Qi Wuya was in the center of the thunder prison.

Thunder Hell can not only attack the enemy, but also give the Thunder King a favorable position, so that all the spiritual skills and talents released by him can be increased to a certain extent.

Countless thunderbolts were like beating light snakes, rushing towards Qi Wuya's body. Layers of scarlet spiritual power appeared on the surface of the body, constantly shattered by the steady stream of thunder.

"Not enough. Qi Wuya stepped forward, and the sense of crisis in Lei Junlin's heart became a little more urgent.

"Thor descends!" Thunder King's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thunder Eagle let out a long sigh and spat out a trace of black thunder, which fused with the blood of Thunder King's Landing, and finally turned into a giant phantom three feet tall.

Although this giant was just a vague phantus, he could barely see the outline, but the moment he condensed it, all the thunder suddenly became violent, and Fang An, who was closer to the ice ring, actually felt a slight tingling in his skin, like a pinprick.

This is still the reason for the isolation of the ice barrier, and it is conceivable how much pressure Qi Wuya in the Thunder Prison will face.

"It's close, it's close!" Qi Wuya's mouth turned up, and his right hand holding the giant sword tightened a little.

"Spear of Judgment!" the True Spirit incarnated into a Thunder Eagle into a blue thunder spear, which was then held in the hand of the Giant Phantom.

The Giant Phantom is three feet tall, and the length of the Thunder Spear is no less than that. I saw the giant phantom step forward, pull back his right arm, and make a throwing motion.

With a piercing whistling sound, the thunder spear came out of his hand, and at the same time, all the thunder in the ice ring was absorbed into the spear.

In the face of such a blow, Qi Wuya's smile was even bigger, he did not dodge or dodge, but instead bent his knees slightly, and his body rushed out like lightning, directly meeting the thunder spear.

When colliding with the Thunder Spear in mid-air, Qi Wuya finally pulled out the giant sword on his back completely.

The White Emperor quietly watched the battle between the two, ready to rescue at any time.

The blood-red spiritual power was entwined on the giant sword, and there was no powerful aura emanating from it, and it slashed the thunder spear as thick as a beam without any fancy.

The imaginary explosion did not happen, and the giant sword sliced through the thunder spear with ease like chopping wood, and finally shredded Lei Junyao's hair crown and stayed on top of his head.

Wisps of broken hair fluttered in the air, and the uneven hair fell down, covering Lei Junlin's uncertain face.

"It's powerful, but it's beyond your control. Qi Wuya put away his sword and stood, his tone sighing like pity.

"Win······ Win?"

"Winning in one move? That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"

"Damn, it's amazing! He also said that Qi Wuya Yelang is arrogant, you are pretending to be your mother, but it turned out to be a second-kill product!"

"That's it, what a big clove of garlic!"

"Be careful!"

"What are you afraid of, it's a big deal for me······ I whispered······"

"Qi Wuya is still strong, he deserves to be the first in our academy's combat power list!"

At the end of the battle, Qi Wuya's performance instantly sparked discussions among many students in the audience.

After two years, these students finally recalled Qi Wuya's terrible again!

Although Lei Junlin has not yet admitted defeat, Qi Wuya has obviously left his hand just now, there are so many onlookers, and there are even royal children from various states, Lei Junlin will not make any moves that he can't afford to lose.

What's more, the consumption of that Thunder God Descending Spear of Judgment was too huge, and now Thunder Monarch Lin, whether it is spiritual power or blood qi, is not enough to support him to continue fighting.

So Lei Junlin glanced at Qi Wuya deeply, and then chose to admit defeat.

"Do you see what's coming?" At this time, Qing Yu'er came to Fang An's side and asked quietly.

"Very strong!" Fang An's expression was solemn, "Qi Wuya's cultivation is not as good as Lei Junlin's, and the level of blood quenching is about twenty or thirty percent at most, but his control over his power is simply perfect, and there is not much overflow." ”

In fact, the stronger the momentum exuded by spiritual skills and innate supernatural powers, the greater the power that overflows, and these spilled powers will naturally reduce the power of spiritual skills and innate supernatural powers.

As for Qi Wuya's sword, Fang An barely felt any momentum, and it couldn't be compared to Lei Junyao's Thunder Spear at all.

The power of Qi Wuya's sword was extremely condensed and concentrated, while the power contained in the Thunder Spear was even more, but it was too scattered. As a result, everyone also saw that Qi Wuya cut open the Thunder Spear with an arrow and defeated Thunder King's Landing.

It can be seen that the power in the spiritual skill and the more it is, the stronger it is, at least not beyond the scope of its control, otherwise the power may not increase but decrease.

"There should also be some spillover, after all, 100% power control is almost impossible, even the gods can't do it. It's just that there is a barrier of ice, and we can barely perceive it. Qing Yuer analyzed.

"Even so, Qi Wuya is an extremely formidable opponent. Fang An couldn't help but exclaim, as long as the academy battle continued, he would eventually meet Qi Wuya, "And don't forget, he was able to collect his sword at the last moment, which means that he still has spare strength." ”