"The students came to the stage to prepare, and the No. 985 student Wang Licai fought against the No. 1265 student Fang An. ”

At this time, the deacon of the academy appeared in the ring and said.

Fang An and another student came to the stage when they heard this.

Eighty-one into forty-one, you only need to use forty rings to fight at the same time.

And now each academy deacon is only responsible for deciding the results of the battle between the two rings, so the speed is naturally much faster.

When the students were ready, the deacons of the academy began to check their identities one by one.

"The battle begins!" shouted the deacon of the academy when everything was ready.

Fang An didn't take the lead, and neither did the other party.

Fang An had already sensed the other party's cultivation at this time, in the middle of the Void Spirit Realm, although the realm was the same, it was still a little deeper than Fang An's cultivation.

And the other party was also carrying a long sword in his hand, shining.

It's obviously a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"Are you from the Shijie Society?" Fang An asked casually.

The Great Dragon Gang will not come sooner or later, but now they are coming to join him and provide spiritual weapons to deal with this battle, Fang Anxin guessed that his opponent should be the Shijie Society, or other hostile organizations of the Great Dragon Gang.

"Fang An, I know you. Wang Licai smiled and did not deny it: "The vice president also talked about you specifically, but I didn't expect to let me run into it." ”

Fang An raised his eyebrows, took two steps forward, and motioned for the other party to continue.

"If you do something wrong, you always have to pay something. Although my cultivation is in the same realm as you, but I have a spiritual weapon in my body, I may not be able to kill you instantly, but it is still okay to make you suffer a little······ For example, do you prefer to be blind or lame?"

"You haven't started fighting yet, what makes you so confident?" Fang An continued to take two steps forward, raised his right hand, and his palm ignited with black flames.

Fang An still had a murderous intent after all.

Seeing this, Wang Licai decisively spread his spiritual power all over his body, wrapped his body in an airtight air, and then danced a sword flower with a smug face.

"I also know your weaknesses clearly, if you admit defeat now, I really can't do anything about you. But I guess you're also an immortal person who doesn't see the Yellow River. It's a pity that you met me in the first battle, if you meet three seniors in the late stage of the Ethereal Spirit Realm, An Neng will have a life. ”

"Shijie Society wants to kill me?" Fang An was not surprised that Shijie Society knew the weakness of his natural powers.

As he spoke, Fang An took two steps forward again.

The ring was not too big, and at this moment, Fang An was already less than a foot away from Wang Licai.

The spiritual power was running, and the black flame in Fang An's hand was like pouring oil, burning fiercely, and it rose three feet.

"What about killing you, you're just ······" Before Wang Licai finished speaking, the spirit weapon long sword in his hand was suddenly raised, stabbing out a cyan sword qi, and went straight to Fang An's mouth.

It's a low-grade spiritual skill: Wind Green Thorn!

Fang An immediately drew a circle with his right hand, and the black flames condensed into a fire shield, and then with a push of his bent arm, the fire shield slapped forward.

The cyan sword qi passed through the fire shield without hindrance, and then passed through Fang An's body, bringing out a handful of blood flowers at the same time.

At the same time, the fire shield was also covered on Wang Licai's body, and the black flames instantly spread all over Wang Licai's upper body.

The spiritual power condensed on the surface of Wang Licai's body thickened a few points again, and the black flame seemed to be burning, but it was never able to break through the layer of spiritual power on the surface of Wang Licai's body.

In the face of the fire shield attack, Wang Licai's heart was about to rise to his throat just now.

Just wanted to use the wind and green stabbing to hit Fang An, Wang Licai naturally had no chance to dodge the fire shield.

Although Sun Shihao had said that Fang An's black flame had a huge weakness, that is, it would be isolated by spiritual power, but he hadn't tried it, and Wang Licai wasn't sure if it was right or not.

Now seeing that the black flames on his body did not cause him any damage, but the fire became weaker and weaker, Wang Licai's heart was completely put into his stomach.

In this duel, Wang Licai not only had nothing to do, but also noticed that the wind blue thorn had penetrated Fang An's body, and at this moment, even if Fang An did not die, he was already seriously injured.

Through the thinner and thinner black flames, Wang Licai realized that Fang An's figure had come to him at this time.

The distance between the two was almost close to each other.

Obviously, Fang An took advantage of the fact that Wang Licai was completely obscured by the fire shield just now, and crossed this distance.

Of course, the price was Fang An's left shoulder that was pierced by the wind blue thorn.

Three feet away, Wang Licai, who was holding a spiritual weapon sword, could be said to be invincible. But within three feet, Fang An already had the strength to fight.

Wang Licai's heart tightened, and bursts of blue light rippled above the spirit weapon long sword, wanting to release his natural supernatural powers.

Wang Licai's reaction speed is not slow, but unfortunately Fang An's punching speed is faster.

Fang An's right hand was like an eagle's claw, clamping Wang Licai's left shoulder, and at the same time, a fist of his left hand hit Wang Licai's chest.

Wang Licai's face turned red, he wanted to vomit blood, and his spiritual power was directly dispersed by Fang An's punch, and the talent and magic power that he had not had time to display disappeared directly.

In a hurry, Wang Licai wanted to take advantage of the situation to retreat, but found that he couldn't escape Fang An's right hand like an iron tong.

"Tick ······ Tick ······"

The sound of blood falling on the ring came, but it was not Wang Licai's blood, but Fang An's blood.

Wang Licai's move was completely aimed at Fang An's mouth, although Fang An shook off the fatal point, but the injury was not serious.

In addition, Fang An punched his left arm, and he tore the wound in the shoulder blade again.

However, Fang An didn't seem to feel pain, and the serious injury didn't affect the use of his spiritual skills.

Thanks to the Tongshen Tower, this pain is still within the range of tolerance for Fang An, who has been torn apart by the black giant wolf three times a day in the past few days.

It doesn't matter if the injury is aggravated, anyway, he can't die for a while, don't forget that Fang An still has a mid-stage spirit master in his hand.

From the moment Fang An used his natural powers, he was not ready to let Wang Licai walk out of the ring alive.

"I admit it······ Ah······h

Wang Licai looked frightened and hurriedly wanted to admit defeat. But before he could say the last word, Fang An's left hand was like a sword, easily piercing Wang Licai's throat bone.

"Ahem······ cough ······ Uh······" The throat bone was shattered, and Wang Licai's mouth could no longer spit out clear words, leaving only a few incomprehensible howls of pain.

"The weather is good today, so kill people. ”

Fang An's spiritual power brutally rushed into Wang Licai's body, shattering his cultivation, and then Fang An let go of his right hand that restrained him, and Wang Licai's body suddenly fell to the ground.

Looking at Wang Licai, who was paralyzed as mud under his feet and had no power to resist, Fang An turned his head to look at the many students under the ring, squinted his eyes, and showed a Lei Junyao-style smile.

There were many students watching the battle under the ring, and the freshman battle was also a major event of the White Turin Divisional Academy. Of course, most of the people watching the battle at this time were new students, and the battle of the Ethereal Spirit Realm could not arouse the interest of those elite students.

Fang An doesn't care whether he is a new student or an old student in the ring, anyway, there must be people from the Shijie Society and the Great Dragon Gang.

Fang An's smile was also given to the people of these two organizations, not ordinary students who had never met.

Life deprivation was used again, and a spear formed by condensed black flames appeared in Fang An's hand.

This can also be regarded as the result of Fang An's cultivation in the past half a month, of course, this is just a simple shaping, and it cannot improve the power of the innate supernatural power.

The tip of the spear went down and pierced into Wang Licai's body.

Black flames instantly filled Wang Licai's body, burning him into a dried corpse.

Even if his throat bone was broken, Wang Licai couldn't help but let out a little wail, and the students watching the battle under the ring were terrified.

From the beginning of the battle to Wang Licai's fall, not counting the time for Shang An and Wang Licai to talk nonsense, it took less than three breaths in total.

Before many students could react, they saw Fang An hammer Wang Licai to the ground, and then showed a "cruel smile" to them, and then used a strange flame to brutally burn Wang Licai, who had no power to resist.

And the whole process of killing Wang Licai, the deacon of the academy has been watching from the sidelines, and he has no intention of stopping Fang An.

Of course, it was not that the deacon of the academy favored Fang An, but that everything Fang An did was within the scope of the rules of the battle.

Take the initiative to admit defeat, fall out of the ring, lose consciousness, and be killed by personality, which is considered a failure.

Wang Licai didn't have time to shout out the words of admitting defeat, and the second was still lying in the ring.

Judging from Wang Licai's trembling body and almost cracked eyes, it was obvious that he had not lost consciousness.

Then Wang Licai could only be regarded as the end of this battle after he was killed by Fang Ange.

Of course, in the eyes of more students, Wang Licai should have been "tortured and killed" by Fang An.

"The battle is over, and the winner is student No. 1265, Fang An. ”

The deacon of the academy glanced at Fang An expressionlessly, and then announced the result, and at the same time recorded the result of the battle.

When the deacon of the academy announced the victory, Fang An squatted down and took out Wang Licai's identity jade plate, and then lifted the sword of the lower spirit weapon and jumped out of the ring and walked towards the accommodation area.

Many students hurriedly made way for Fang An.

After this battle, I believe that Fang An will leave a deep impression in the hearts of these students.

Of course, it probably won't be a good impression.

Especially the two students who were drawn to fight with Fang An yesterday, but took the initiative to admit defeat, couldn't help but congratulate themselves on their decision.

And Zhou Ji's back was even wetted by cold sweat, he used to think that Fang An was a senior with a good temper, but now he had a feeling of wandering around the ghost gate.

It's a big life, it's a big life.

Even Li Yao couldn't help but feel chills in his heart. His opponent's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Void Spirit Realm, and he directly admitted defeat after coming to power, so Li Yao was also able to watch the entire process of Fang An's battle.

When he saw Fang An's black flames that did not cause any harm to Wang Licai, Li Yao also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and swept away the fear of Fang An in his heart.

Wang Licai's cultivation is lower than him, and he can use his spiritual power to block the black flames, so Li Yao is even more afraid.

Such a fatal flaw can be easily defended against when known.

Who Cheng thought that before he could breathe in the next two breaths, Fang An would slaughter Wang Licai.

It was another way of exchanging injuries for lives, and Li Yao realized that what he was afraid of was not Fang An's natural powers, but Fang An's person.

"He's a madman!"

For tearing his face with Fang An, Li Yao faintly regretted it.