Knock knock!

As the bell sounded, an old man in white robe on the high platform in the distance slowly got up, and this person was Yang Hong, the palace master of Beiyang Palace.

"In this college examination, the opponents are still selected by drawing numbers in the preliminary round, and the final semi-finals and finals will be conducted in a special way. Yang Hong's voice was loud and spread throughout the entire martial arts cultivation field.

In addition, the number of exemptions from the Central Academy has been increased to five. ”

As Yang Hong's words fell, the audience became noisy.

"It's increased to five, and there are only three places a year. ”

"What's the use of increasing the quota, it's good that we can get into the top 500. ”

At this time, behind Yang Hong, there was an old man in a purple robe, with a serious face and an indifferent expression.

This person is the deputy palace master of Beiyang Palace, Yuan Zheng.

"Hehe, if you add two places, it's better to send them directly to Zhou Wangfu. Yuan Zheng snorted coldly.

Today's four university palaces have almost become the subsidiary palaces of Zhou Wangfu and Wuwangfu, the east and west palaces are monopolized by Wuwangfu, and their Beiyang Palace is also monopolized by Zhouwangfu, only Nanyang Palace is in dire straits, and the struggle between the two kings is intensifying.

"However, I'm afraid this year's Beiyang Palace will be different. Yang Hong glanced at Wen Qingyi with deep eyes, he always felt that this little girl was very unusual now.

"You mean Wen Qingyi..."

At this time, Wen Qingyi had already drawn lots, and casually played with the note with No. 1 written in his hand.

"I really don't know which unlucky guy drew the number one. The people around him whispered, and they happened to be listened to by Wen Qingyi beside him, which made Wen Qingyi very curious, and couldn't help but think about his opponent.

After a while, on the first martial arts cultivation platform, there was already a referee on the stage, and according to the roster in his hand, the list was announced to the public.

"No. 1, Tu Jian vs. Wen Qingyi. ”

“......”

"Shhh Everyone took a deep breath of cold air, and it turned out that the unlucky guy was Wen Qingyi.

At this time, Wen Qingyi also had a little headache, this sword slaughter is said to be a cultivation maniac, and he attaches great importance to the tempering of the physical body, it is said that he once subdued a second-order source beast with his physical body alone, which is comparable to the existence of the peak of the source, not only that, this guy is not light or heavy in the test, and he is brutal and spares no effort.

"It's over, Senior Sister Wen is going to lose the first game. ”

"My goddess is also too unlucky. ”

"Alas, I only hope that the goddess will not be beaten too badly. ”

......

On the high platform, Meng Kun couldn't help laughing, obviously this draw was very much in line with his heart.

And the team of Zhou Wangfu all showed meaningful smiles, as if they were watching a good show that was about to be released.

In the midst of those many sighs, Wen Qingyi walked up to the martial arts platform unhurriedly, and the burly young man in front of her was also the first time she had seen it up close.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, and his strong muscles held up his clothes slightly, and he felt full of strength at a glance.

"I think it's better for Your Highness to admit defeat, lest I slaughter the sword lightly and seriously injure Your Highness. The boy said.

"How can it be done, since someone has made this arrangement, I can't distract from people's hearts. Wen Qingyi said with a smile.

Tu Jian's face was calm, obviously he had long known that someone was doing this on purpose, but he didn't care who his opponent was.

"In that case, then Tu Jian is offended!"

As soon as the words fell, the slaughtering sword rushed in, and the figure was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, Wen Qingyi was close.

Rumble.

I saw him punch out, and the oppressive feeling brought by the fist wind was like a boulder of tens of thousands of catties.

"Hmph, it's naïve to want to beat me with brute force alone. Wen Qingyi sneered.

I saw that she stretched out her palm, and when the heavy fist hit, the slightly curled palm wrapped around Tu Jian's arm like a light veil and held Tu Jian's wrist, the latter's eyes were condensed, and his movements were slightly sluggish.

At that moment, Wen Qingyi's right palm exerted force, and with the power of the sword itself, he threw the latter out heavily, and at the same time, his palm condensed into a fist, and in an instant, a terrifying source qi was condensed, and it smashed the back of the sword slaughter.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and everyone in the audience saw that the slaughtering sword was preemptive, but suddenly fell like a kite with a broken string.

In this first encounter, it was obviously Wen Qingyi who had the upper hand.

"Oh my God, was that Tu Jian beaten away by Senior Sister Wen, this is also too terrifying. ”

"Tu Jian looks like he has to be the size of three Senior Sister Wen, how can he be thrown out?"

"How is that possible!" Then Meng Kun and the people in the Zhou Wangfu obviously also noticed the situation here, and Wen Qingyi actually had the upper hand in the first battle.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you. Tu Jian slowly stood up, and the hot feeling on his back warned him to be careful.

Although the previous punch was just a temptation, it finally condensed most of the strength of his body, but he didn't expect to be easily defused by Wen Qingyi, and he was very satisfied with this opponent.

"It's horrible to underestimate me. Wen Qingyi's eyes were filled with a deep chill.

"In that case, I'll give it my all. Tu Jian took a deep breath, and his entire body seemed to become light.

In the next moment, the figure burst out again, and Wen Qingyi didn't dodge, and went straight up, both of them headed towards each other with a fierce attack.

In just a few breaths, the two have fought more than ten times, and everyone is fascinated.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, and the figures of the two separated again, only to see that the clothes of the sword slaughter were a little messy.

"It seems that brute force really can't win you. Tu Jian spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Qingyi was also a little unbearable at this time, under the ferocious attack of Tu Jian, even if it was a clever use of transformation energy, it also made her palms a little numb, and her whole arm was secretly painful.

And under the martial arts cultivation field, many people had incredible in their eyes, that Wen Qingyi actually faced the powerful sword slaughter sword in the flesh, and did not fall behind, but he didn't expect that the slender body to hide such power.

It seems that I can't make Senior Sister Wen angry anymore in the future.

"Sure enough, the actual combat is much more useful than hitting those rocks and stakes. Wen Qingyi rubbed her arm, and there was some excitement in her words.

Tu Jian is face is gloomy, he is known as the first person in the physical realm of Beiyang Palace, and he has never beaten a woman, which makes him very unhappy.

"Hundred Split Buddha Hands!" The slaughter sword shouted angrily, and a monstrous source qi suddenly erupted from his body, and then a faint golden light lingered around his body, and a terrifying source qi fluctuation came out.

"That Slaughter Sword is already infinitely close to the Source Master. Yang Hong sat on the high platform and watched the battle between the two.

"Alas, that's fine, I think that Tu Jian has the strength to enter the top five, and it's not a shame for Qingyi to lose to him. Yuan Zheng said regretfully.

"Take me and try it!"

Boom!

The stone slabs around Tu Jian were all shattered under the terrifying source qi fluctuations, and I saw that the golden light gradually gathered on Tu Jian's fists, shining with a dazzling strong light.

Wen Qingyi condensed, and an astonishing source qi also erupted from his body, only to see that the vast source qi came out from the heavenly spirit cover, and the powerful coercion was only stronger than that slaughtering sword.

"Oh my God, Senior Sister Wen is also the pinnacle of the Source!"

"Isn't she a meridian blockage, how can she break through from the seventh grade to the peak in three months! ”

Yang Hong in the stands stood up straight at the moment when the former burst out of the source qi, "This, this girl is actually the peak of the source person." ”

Yuan Zheng behind him was even more incredible.

"Could it be that her meridians have been repaired? ”

The corners of Wen Qingyi's mouth raised slightly, and then he exhaled lightly, if he was a sharp-eyed person, he could see that there was a flash of thunder in that breath!

"I haven't used this trick in physical arts, so I'll try it on you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the powerful thunder power erupted from Wen Qingyi's body, and the strong power flowed through the limbs and hundreds of corpses, and the crackling thunder sound made everyone's scalps tingle.

"Thunder Fist!"

Wen Qingyi's body was full of thunder, and he rushed towards the golden sword with the raging thunder light.

Knock knock!

The violent impact spread from under the feet of the two of them, and everywhere they passed, there was a mess, and the white jade floor was shattered.

"Your power seems to be weak. Tu Jian felt the powerful thunder in front of him and said with some disappointment.

So, he quickened the pace of the attack, and the golden light once again reflected all over his body, and at this time, he used both fists and legs to launch a ferocious offensive.

Wen Qingyi smiled playfully, what she was good at was not physical skills, but with the subtlety of her transformation strength, she also took over the fierce round.

Fist buttling, Tu Jian always felt that part of his strength was inexplicably discharged, and he could clearly feel the strength of the power, but he couldn't suppress it, and his brows became more and more solemn.

Wen Qingyi seized the opportunity in the fight and smashed a fist on Tu Jian's chest, who let out a muffled sound, his body shook, and he retreated more than ten steps.

"I'm not good at physical arts, but then, it's my rhythm" Wen Qingyi's mouth raised a wicked smile, and the power of thunder gradually wrapped around his feet.

Wen Qingyi's figure flashed, and the moment the soles of his feet touched the ground, he appeared a few meters away, and the next second, he appeared behind Tu Jian.

"What! How can it be so fast!" Tu Jian was frightened, and moved dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, is this still the speed of a human being.

Before the shock in his heart dissipated, a sharp pain came, it was not only physical torture, but the power of the domineering thunder seemed to have entered his body, burning his internal organs and source qi.

Tu Jian's right ear was windy, and just as he wanted to dodge, his left body was hit again, and for a while, Tu Jian was hit more than a dozen times.

"Poof" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Tu Jian's mouth, "How the fuck is this fighting!"

However, Wen Qingyi did not stop, and the fists that lingered with the power of thunder smashed on Tu Jian's chest again.

The sword was hit hard, and although it was protected in front of it in time, it was still blown away.

There was an uproar in the audience, and the slaughtering sword had no power to fight back at this moment.

"I, admit defeat!" Tu Jian gritted his teeth and still chose to admit defeat, but this time he was convinced.

Tu Jian actually admitted defeat, and he was beaten to admit defeat one day. ”

"I think Senior Sister Wen's strength is definitely in the top five. ”

The students were talking fiercely in the audience, after all, the strength shown by Wen Qingyi was too shocking.

"Qingyi, this girl is very hidden. Yang Hong and Yuan Zheng looked like old tears, and after so many years of silence, they finally waited for a blockbuster day.

Wen Qingyi left dashing after clasping her fists at Tu Jian, she had to hurry up to recuperate her source qi and prepare for the next battle.

As Wen Qingyi returned to the stage, one figure after another swept onto the martial arts cultivation platform, and the cheers also sounded again, but it was obviously not as powerful as Wen Qingyi's, after all, it was a collision of the top strength of Beiyang Palace.

"You girl, it's unexpected. Mu Feng sat beside Wen Qingyi, carefully applying the spirit gathering liquid to Wen Qingyi's arm, whose arm was red at this time, and obviously suffered a lot of injuries.

As soon as Mu Feng's game was over, he ran to find Wen Qingyi, who was dumbfounded by the strength he showed in the first place.

Wen Qingyi didn't speak, her eyes were fixed on the battles on the stage, she showed too many things in this competition, and she still didn't know anything about her opponent, sure enough, Mu Kang and Sheng Haoyu of the Zhou Wangfu had already stepped into the realm of the source master, and almost all of them solved the opponent with one move, in addition, she also noticed a strange person, saying that it was strange rather than evil.

The young man always put on a weird smile, which made people shudder, and his cultivation was profound, I was afraid that he was not weaker than himself, and what puzzled her the most was that he had been watching him since he came on stage, and his eyes were full of scarlet color.

This made Wen Qingyi's heart hang.