In the virtual ring, the golden and yellow rays of light were constantly intertwined and separated, and Wu Lei and Li Taichong were inseparable.

After a long time, the earthy yellow light suddenly receded, and everyone saw Wu Lei on the stage panting, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, while Li Taichong opposite him was obviously in much better condition.

Wu Lei stretched out his hand, and a long-handled hammer appeared in his hand, and he held the hammer in his hand, majestic, and attacked Li Taichong.

Li Taichong also made the same move, manifesting a golden sword in his hand, and also rushed towards Wu Lei.

The two sides fought fiercely with weapons in hand.

On the stage, there was not only the impact of gold and earthy yellow light, but also the dense sound of gold and iron clashing.

Suddenly, I could only hear a loud sound of "Peng!" on the stage, Wu Lei had been kicked in the stomach by Li Taichong, and he flew up and fell on the stage in embarrassment, and then looked, Wu Lei's chest had been stabbed by the sharp blade from the bottom to the top to cut a long hole, the wound was deep to the bone, and the gurgling blood continued to gush out.

Wu Lei, who was hit hard, wanted to struggle to get up, Li Taichong took a leap to Wu Lei's side, and stepped on Wu Lei's injured chest with his right foot, and Wu Lei was trampled on the ground again.

The wound was stepped on, Wu Lei let out a scream, and his body kept struggling.

Li Taichong was condescending, looking at Wu Lei, who was trampled under his feet and constantly struggling, a little relief flashed in his eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Wu Lei, surrender!"

"Surrender, you are dreaming!" Wu Lei shouted as he struggled.

Li Taichong smiled and said, "Don't surrender? Okay, have backbone." After speaking, the intensity of the stampede under his feet increased, and Wu Lei was trampled on painfully, and cold sweat broke out.

The virtual arena has such a powerful function, it completely simulates reality, and even the pain is exactly the same as the real one.

Li Taichong stepped down, twisted it in a spin, and said with a smile: "Mingqing Academy is nothing more than that." Haha, this competition has been won by our Shenghui Academy. ”

After watching the battle under the ring, the students of Shenghui Academy all laughed out loud when they saw Li Taichong's approach.

The students of Mingqing Academy all changed their faces and were indignant.

Wu Qingfeng turned his head to look at Han Tianyu and said, "Dean Han, this is a bit excessive, isn't it?"

Han Tianyu looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Since the winner has not been decided on the stage, the ring will be handled by these juniors." ~”

Wu Qingfeng was speechless with a gloomy face, and Wu Lei on the stage did not admit defeat.

Li Taichong saw that Wu Lei had not surrendered and admitted defeat for a long time, and said with a smile: "It seems that if I don't give you some power, you are unwilling to go down." ~”

After speaking, he quickly waved the long sword in his hand and cut off all the pieces of meat on Wu Lei's body, just like Ling Chi, very cruel.

The people in the audience were even more indignant and scolded one after another.

However, Li Taichong ignored everyone's scolding, and his long sword flashed, accompanied by Wu Lei's screams.

Looking at Wu Lei's miserable appearance on the stage, Wu Qingfeng had a gloomy face, came to Wu Lei's body sitting cross-legged in the audience, and knocked him unconscious.

As Wu Lei's body was knocked unconscious, Wu Lei in the virtual ring turned into a little light and disappeared, and the long sword swung by Li Taichong slashed on the ground with a "choking".

Wu Lei, who was knocked unconscious, was helped down by the people behind him. Wu Qingfeng said to Han Tianyu with a gloomy face: "In this round of competition, Wu Lei admits defeat. Shenghui Academy wins. Hmph!"

Hearing Wu Qingfeng's admission of defeat, Han Tianyu laughed proudly: "Dean Wu, admit it~"

Wu Qingfeng turned his head to the Seventh Princess and said, "In the next round, Yun Yao, you go up and beat Li Taichong down to me." ”

Murong Yunyao nodded solemnly, then stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the futon.

A flash of light flashed in the ring, revealing a beautiful figure dressed in fiery red.

The last match in the ring has ended, so Li Taichong has recovered all his injuries and his body has returned to peak condition.

Seeing a figure condensed on the stage, Li Taichong smiled and said, "Yo, I'm still a beautiful chick."

Isn't this Murong Yunyao? It is said that you are still the seventh princess of the empire? Your Royal Highness the beautiful princess, are you sure you want to compete with me? hehe..."

Li Taichong said respectfully, but his frivolous words revealed his true nature.

Murong Yunyao had a cold face and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you either compete with me or get out of here." Hmph!"

Li Taichong smiled: "Such a beautiful chick, how can I give it up." Ha ha... Why don't I let you make a few moves?haha...", he said and pulled a beautiful sword flower.

Murong Yunyao stretched out his hand, and there was an extra green soft whip coiled in his hand.

She is a wood-type warrior, and her weapon is a jasper soft whip.

I saw Murong Yunyao shake the whip, unfold the whip, and swing it towards Li Taichong on the opposite side. The whip sprang out like lightning like an emerald green snake, and attacked Li Taichong's vital point.

Li Taichong saw the whip coming, lightly avoided it, and swung the long sword in his hand to try to cut the whip.

However, the intersection of the sword and the whip made a "choking" sound of gold and iron clashing, and the whip that seemed to be soft was actually woven from cold iron and gold wire.

Murong Yunyao waved his arms quickly, matching the unique footwork under his feet, like an elf fairy dancing on the stage.

The whip in his hand was extremely flexible, and he quickly rushed around to attack Li Taichong. The strength of the wood attribute combined with the jasper soft whip exuded a majestic power, which was not weaker than the metallic energy exuded by Li Taichong's long sword.

Murong Yunyao is also the strength of the middle stage of the sixth order of a warrior, and it is the same as Li Taichong's strength, and it is even slightly stronger.

The two soon fought fiercely together.

Everyone in the audience nervously watched the two people on the stage fighting, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Due to the length of the whip, Murong Yunyao stood in the distance and kept attacking Li Taichong, but it was not easy for Li Taichong to attack her.

He could only rely on his body to dodge continuously, and the long sword in his hand and the whip kept colliding together.

The weak point of the whip is the tail of the whip, as long as you grab the tail of the whip, you will be able to break through the attack range of this whip.

Of course, Li Taichong knows this truth.

However, Murong Yunyao naturally knew this truth.

She wielded the whip specifically to learn a martial art, and she had a unique technique, so the whip she swung flashed like a spiritual snake, making it impossible for people to catch it at all.

What's more, the tail of Murong Yunyao's whip is equipped with an extremely sharp long prismatic blade, which is thin and sharp, and when it dances, it looks like a spirit snake spitting out a letter from a distance.

Under the long-term attack, Li Taichong was unable to fight in close quarters. When the whiptail scurried like a snake into his eyes, he raised his sword and swung the whiptail away.

Then with a ruthless heart, the empty left hand quickly grabbed the whip tail that paused slightly because of being swinged!

Li Taichong grabbed the tail of the whip, and a large amount of blood shot out of his hand in an instant, and he snorted in pain, not caring about the pain in his hand, and pulled the whip with all his might.

Murong Yunyao, who was dancing the whip flexibly, was grabbed by Li Taichong in a self-harming way, and his footwork was disrupted and stopped.

Then, there was a huge force from the whip, and seeing Li Taichong grabbing the tail of the whip and pulling, Murong Yunyao was unprepared, and was pulled by Li Taichong and flew up.

Murong Yunyao, who flew up, went straight in the direction of Li Taichong.

Seeing Murong Yunyao flying over, Li Taichong's pale face showed a laugh.

He lifted the long sword in his hand and quickly rushed towards Murong Yunyao who flew in.

Seeing that Murong Yunyao was grabbed by the tail of the whip and pulled up, he went straight in the direction of Li Taichong, and Li Taichong swung his long sword and struck Murong Yunyao, the situation was extremely critical.

Everyone in the Mingqing Academy in the audience exclaimed in unison, worried.

I saw Murong Yunyao, who was flying in the air, quickly calmed down after the initial panic.

When Li Taichong, who was about to rush, met her, she pressed a mechanism for the whip handshake, and the whip handshake was actually separated from the whip body.

Murong Yunyao twitched and pulled out a short dagger with a cold light.

Li Taichong's originally hideous face already showed a smug smile, as if he had seen Murong Yunyao being killed by him on the spot.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Murong Yunyao actually pulled out the dagger from the whip, but the speed of the two of them was too fast, and they were about to collide together, and they could not avoid it.

The two quickly staggered by, and Murong Yunyao, who was flying in the air, fell to the ground and remained motionless, and a pool of blood quickly flowed from under his body.

And Li Taichong, who was standing on the ground, also froze and did not move.

Just when everyone in the audience thought that Shenghui Academy had won another round of victory, a huge amount of blood suddenly erupted from Li Taichong's neck, and the blood soared, and then the whole person fell to the ground.

His neck had been cut.

The competition between the two ended up together.

Everyone in the ring was stunned, and they couldn't imagine that it would be such a result in the end.

Not long after, the bodies of Murong Yunyao and Li Taichong, who were sitting cross-legged under the ring, woke up one after another, and all the students gathered around.

Han Tianyu said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mingqing Academy still has some strength." The little ones have fought so far. This second leg should be considered a draw. What do you say, Dean Wu?"

Wu Qingfeng said in a slow and deep voice: "It is naturally a draw to end together!"

Looking at the people in the academy, Wu Qingfeng was a little helpless, and muttered secretly: "Qin Shijie has not yet come out of retreat, and the strongest Wu Lei and Murong Yunyao present have all been lined up, one loss and one draw, and the next competition is a bit difficult."

If... What if there are still sixth-order martial artists in the Shenghui Academy? I hope they don't have sixth-order martial artists.

If they didn't have a sixth-order martial artist, the other personnel would still be sure of victory. ”