At one o'clock in the afternoon, the people who were still resting were awakened by a sudden gust of wind, and the ink shadow raised his head and watched the yellow sand gradually obscure the sun, and the earth became dark. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, a thunderous voice came from the sky: Welcome to the Shura Fantasy Realm.

The so-called illusion, according to Moying's understanding, is divided into two sources, one is the domain formed by the exercises, and there are real and virtual realms in the domain, including illusions. The other is the illusion formed by the formation, although it is virtual, but the sense of reality is strong, if you can't resolve the illusion, it is difficult to get out of trouble, the deeper the illusion is, the more dangerous it is, and even you will die tragically.

With such a scale of illusion, the elders of the outer courtyard must not be able to create it, and only those old monsters in the academy who have no dragons can set up such a scene.

When the yellow sand was filled, everyone had to cover their eyes with their arms to prevent the wind and sand from entering.

The wind came and went quickly, and the ink shadow slowly lowered his arm, and the scene in front of him had become a wall with a wooden door, and the ink shadow turned around in place, where there were traces of sand around him, and only four walls remained silently.

Four walls, four doors, four identical doors.

Mo Ying didn't choose which door to open, he leaned back against the wall and began to ponder: who the opponent is, this possibility is random, if it is a weak person, it means that he is really lucky, if he encounters a strong opponent in the first game and loses miserably, then there is really no place to say.

Also, it's best not to run into Bai Mu and Shangguan Siyi, otherwise it will be more troublesome.

While Mo Ying was still struggling, a strong male voice rang out in his ears: those who did not leave the room within half an hour were considered to have given up the game.

Ink Shadow came back to his senses, but hesitated slightly before pushing open the door on the left-hand side.

The Land of Magma.

Ink Shadow looked behind her, and the door that had come in was gone.

At this moment, a figure walked out from the opposite side of the magma, looking as confused as the ink shadow.

is a freshman, and he fought against Shangguan Siyi in the test last semester.

Mo Ying took two steps forward, came to the edge of the magma, looked at the person in front of him, and said politely: "Ye Zixuan, it turned out to be you." ”

Ye Zixuan also saw Mo Ying, the expression on his face was uncertain, he and Mo Ying were both people who entered the top eight freshmen, but they failed to advance to the top four, Mo Ying abstained due to serious injuries, and he was defeated by Shangguan Siyi's sword.

There was a square platform in the magma, about fifty meters long and wide, and the ink shadow urged the spiritual power, soared into the air, and landed steadily on the platform.

Seeing that Moying came to the competition platform, Ye Zixuan also launched the wind control technique, and the whole person seemed to have the intention of resisting the wind, which was very chic.

Ink Shadow has not yet been able to transform the Dark Fire, and the only new killing move is the Misty Rain Heart Slash, but the domain formed by the Ink Shadow with the Misty Rain is very small, and I am afraid that he cannot control the enemy's every move in his own hands, and the Ink Shadow thinks about it, and is still ready to use his signature swordsmanship: Rain, Xiaotu, and Quadruple Acts. Although it consumes a lot of spiritual power, only this trick is most suitable for one-on-one situations.

The ink shadow pulled out the black birch behind him, and the sword slashed in a huge arc in his hand, and a curtain of rain appeared in front of him.

How could Ye Zixuan not know the intention of the ink shadow, and before the ink shadow was fully activated, it was possible to defeat him quickly to win.

Ye Zixuan urged the wind trick, the wind formed a clear vortex in front of his eyes, and in a few months, Ye Zixuan became more and more proficient in controlling the exercises, and he continued to bless his spiritual power in the whirlwind to increase its destructive power.

On the side of the ink shadow, the third rain curtain has also been formed.

Although the quadruple curtain is powerful, the steps are cumbersome, and it is more troublesome to launch, and it is okay to hit the backhand, but if you play first, it is easy to be targeted by the enemy.

Ye Zixuan's hands were gathered, and the whirlwind in his hands was compressed again, and the wind speed became faster and faster. The rapidly rotating air flow drove the surrounding magma to jump continuously, and Ye Zixuan was satisfied with pushing the whirlwind in his hand out.

The four rain curtains of the ink shadow are closing, but they are not yet complete.

And the whirlwind had arrived in the blink of an eye, and the ink shadow raised the black birch in his hand, and the spiritual power attached to the sword body, forming a narrow shield.

The shield formed from the blade of the sword greatly reduces the area of contact with the whirlwind, making the whirlwind's attacks wasted a lot.

Ye Zixuan looked stunned, this, how is it possible.

At this time, the four rain curtains of the ink shadow had been closed, and the ink shadow raised his sword, his body was like an arrow ready to be fired, and he silently recited in his mouth: "Rain, Xiaotu, and four double curtains." ”

Ye Zixuan watched the ink shadow come out of the four rain curtains, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him, Ye Zixuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "Mo Ying, don't think that I will admit defeat like this." ”

A fierce aura burst out from Ye Zixuan's body, and the spiritual power in Ye Zixuan's whole body surged out, quickly transforming into a stream of air, surrounding his body.

Mo Ying didn't pause at all, and the black birch in his hand stabbed at Ye Zixuan's body without hesitation.

The violent air flow collided with the sword body, splashing sparks, and after Mo Ying felt the pressure of the advance, his wrist twisted violently, and Black Birch once again rose head-on.

The defense lost its effect, Ye Zixuan didn't expect that the ink shadow was already so strong, before, he was still standing at the same height, but now, he could only look up. He sighed silently in his heart and said, "I admit defeat." ”

Jian Feng stopped at the location of Ye Zixuan's clothes, and Mo Ying withdrew his sword, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the whole space slowly changed under the attention of the two of them, and the magma was gone, leaving a small open space, on both sides of the clearing, there were two walls, and on each wall, there was a door, a red door, and a brown door.

The voice rang out again: the winner entered the red door, and the loser left through the brown door.

Mo Ying and Ye Zixuan said goodbye, the two turned back to back and walked towards their respective fates, Ye Zixuan walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, and called out to Mo Ying. Mo Ying turned his head, Ye Zixuan smiled at him slightly, and said, "Come on for the next game." ”

Mo Ying nodded heavily, but he still didn't know what to say to him, and at this time, Ye Zixuan had already turned around and walked towards the door of failure. The ink shadow has been in a trance for a long time, and some people, even if they lose, they lose openly, and even if they lose, they are also defeated. Ink Shadow slowly calmed down and walked through the red door.

It's still a hut. Four sides are walls, the difference is that only two walls have wooden doors.

The voice hadn't been heard since the Ink Shadow entered the room, probably waiting for the others to finish the fight.

Mo Ying sat cross-legged in the room, Mo Tian's consciousness was already able to communicate, Mo Ying asked why he couldn't communicate with him when he was in the glacial illusion, Mo Tian said that he was reluctant to interfere in Mo Ying's test, this was the experience of his disciple, and Mo Ying didn't respond to Mo Ying just wanted him to rely on himself to defeat the illusion.

Mo Ying naturally understood Master's painstaking efforts, nodded, and then devoted himself to continuing to study the transformation of the Dark Fire.

I don't know how long it took, but the voice finally sounded:

Congratulations to the 100 students present, you are only one last step away from success, and if you win one more competition, you will be able to obtain the qualification to enter the inner courtyard, and success or failure is in one fell swoop. Without further ado, I'm going to announce the rules of the game, which are simple, you just have to choose one of the two doors and defeat your opponent to get a spot in the top 50. Each person cannot spend more than half an hour in the room, and now, the final round of the inner court selection competition has officially begun.

As the man's words fell, Mo Ying felt his heart beat violently, and at this time, Mo Tian's voice came from his heart: You are nervous.

Mo Ying smiled bitterly and said softly, "The rest are all strong." ”

Mo Tian smiled faintly and said: "If you can come here, it shows that you are not weak, if you don't go all out, how can you know which is stronger and which is weak, rest assured to fight, just do your best, the result is actually not so important." ”

"Does it really not matter?" Ink Shadow thought to herself. But now, is there a way back?

Ink Shadow took a deep breath, still chose the left, the door was slowly pushed open, and Ink Shadow looked at the scene in front of him, and a feeling of dizziness hit his forehead.