The final sixteen test for the freshmen in the outer courtyard finally arrived, and after two days of rest, Ink Shadow felt that his body had basically recovered. On the large square in front of the www.biquge.info college, it was already crowded with people at this time, and most of the new and old students in the outer courtyard and the students in the inner courtyard were all there.

In the center of the square is the academy's famous dueling arena, which is located on a high platform, which is several times the size of an ordinary training platform. There are arrays arranged by mages around the dueling arena, and those who can go to the dueling arena are not weak, so the guards can protect the people watching the battle very well. At this time, Mo Ying and the others stood under the high platform of the dueling arena, waiting for the competition to begin.

In front of the dueling arena, there were two rows of seats that were full, and in the first row sat the dean of the outer courtyard, the tutors of the four classes, and some elders of the academy. In the second row, there were ten people from the Ling Lan Palace.

The draw had already been completed, and Mo Ying looked at the number seven in his hand, and he didn't know who he was going to fight against. The people who come here, except for themselves, are all strong. Everyone in the Ling Lan Palace looked at the sixteen people on Mo Ying's side, and whispered to each other from time to time. In the crowd watching the battle, a woman in cyan clothes stood quietly in an extremely inconspicuous place, if the ten people of the Ling Lan Palace saw it, they would definitely be very curious about how their mentor, that is, the palace master of the Ling Lan Palace, would also come to see the freshman competition.

The sun has risen, the originally desolate sky suddenly became a little warmer, in this late autumn season, under the slight cold wind, there is a warm sun, and then watch this fierce game, it is also a kind of enjoyment. At this time, the dean of the outer court stood up from the referee's seat and then announced the start of the first match. Ye Zixuan and Shangguan Chenfeng walked out of the team and boarded the dueling arena, and the array mages around the dueling arena activated the formation. In this kind of competition, the referee bench is usually only the winner of the game, not the life and death, and the role of the referee's bench is also this, when the situation becomes uncontrollable on the field, the people in the referee's seat will take action to avoid the death of a student. Of course, this does not include the true meaning of the existence of the dueling arena, duel, if the students have grievances, they cannot have a life-and-death duel in the academy. When both parties agree to a duel, you need to sign a college waiver and leave a suicide note, and you can fight it out in the dueling arena.

Shangguan Chenfeng looked at Ye Zixuan, he didn't have spiritual power to turn into a sword, but pulled out the long sword behind his back, and under the black hilt was a dazzling silver-white blade. The Shangguan family is known for its swordsmanship, and if it is a sword competition, Ye Zixuan's chances of winning will be very low. But if you don't take a weapon, you won't have much of an advantage. When Mo Ying was curious about how Ye Zixuan would respond, he had already taken down the things on his back, and Mo Ying looked at what Ye Zixuan took out, and looked surprised, it turned out to be a shield. But in the blink of an eye, Ye Zixuan's shield was very correct, Ye Zixuan's melee combat was very strong, he only needed to block the long-range attack of the weapon, and getting close to the opponent was his advantage.

Shangguan Chenfeng glanced at the shield in Ye Zixuan's left hand and did not show any expression. He mobilized his spiritual power, and the spiritual power surrounded the body of the long sword held in his right hand. Ye Zixuan took the lead in attacking, his body was rioting, and the whole person came to Shangguan Chenfeng in an instant like a gust of wind, Shangguan Chenfeng raised his sword and stabbed at Ye Zixuan, who was rushing in the face. Ye Zixuan shook his body, the shield in his left hand blocked the tip of the sword that stabbed him, and the tip of the sword slashed across the shield, and for a while, the fire splashed, and the piercing friction sound made people's hearts go straight to the hair. Ye Zixuan blocked the attack, his right hand quickly punched, Shangguan Chenfeng's left hand instantly turned into a sword, the fists and swords collided, and the two of them retreated backwards at the same time.

Mo Ying looked at Shangguan Chenfeng holding the sword in both hands, and couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. I haven't tried the sword myself with a sword in both hands, so it seems that I can try to learn it. Ye Zixuan stood a few meters away from Shangguan Chenfeng, his eyes suddenly became cold, he slowly opened his arms, and then said silently; "Singing the wind. A wind that was different from nature suddenly appeared on the field, surrounding Ye Zixuan's body, fluttering with his whole body. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Zixuan was already enveloped. Shangguan Chenfeng's sword body swung, and four rain curtains appeared in front of him at the same time.

The wind became more and more violent, quickly sweeping half of the dueling arena, Ye Zixuan raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the hurricane whistled away from Shangguanchen Wind.

The wind swept through with flying sand and rocks, and the spiritual power sword in Shangguan Chenfeng's left hand dissipated, and the whole person was like an arrow ready to be fired. He raised the sword in his right hand, pointed it at Ye Zixuan, and said in his mouth: "Rain Xiaotu".

Shangguan Chenfeng passed through the first rain curtain, then the second, and the third, and every time he passed through the rain curtain, his speed increased by a few degrees, and his sword qi was a few points stronger. When Shangguan Chenfeng passed through the last rain curtain, he was like an arrow that had been stored for a long time, crashing into the oncoming hurricane, Shangguan Chenfeng did not flinch in the slightest, and the wind blade cut through his clothes, leaving scars. The hurricane was like tens of thousands of blades, quickly slashing through Shangguanchen's body, and when the wind passed, the figure was revealed that was covered in blood from head to toe.

A red line of blood was immediately left on the ground of the training ground.

Shangguan Chenfeng roared, not knowing if it was because of the pain or the last full blow.

The blade stabbed at Ye Zixuan, Ye Zixuan raised his shield to block, and Jian Feng hit the shield and seemed to be blocked. The audience watched this scene, as if time had been frozen, the entire training ground was so silent, and a quiet click was heard so clearly. The shield shattered, and the sword continued to stab forward towards Ye Zixuan's left chest.

If this sword goes down, it is likely to hit the nail on the head and kill Ye Zixuan. The people in the referee's seat were about to stop it, and at the same time, it would also mean that Shangguan Chenfeng would win. However, they saw Ye Zixuan raise the corners of his mouth lightly, and Ye Zixuan stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword body hard. The blade slashed across his hand, and as it was about to stab into his chest, it struggled to move any further. Blood dripped down the sword body and fell to the ground of the training ground, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a pool of red.

Shangguan Chenfeng urged the spiritual power, but the sword seemed to be firmly locked, and it was difficult to push it in the slightest. Ye Zixuan quickly threw away the broken shield with his left hand, and his spiritual power converged, and he punched Shangguan Chenfeng's body. Shangguan Chenfeng couldn't dodge anymore, so he just took the punch, and then he felt a sharp pain spread quickly throughout his body from one point, he fell from the air, curled up with a convulsive body, he tried to stand up, but the wounds all over his body resisted at this moment, he gasped, and could only maintain a curled posture to alleviate the pain.

Soon, the referee announced that Ye Zixuan had won the first game. The alchemist quickly came to the stage and healed the two injured men.

The second contest began quickly amid the cheers of the people, and Ink Shadow looked at the man from the same family as herself, thoughtful.

Murkwen walked into the dueling arena against a high-ranking general from the Gao family.

Mo Ying looked at the two people on the stage and asked Bai Mu on the side, "That Mo Kewen should be very strong." Bai Mu thought for a while and replied, "It can only be said that it is not bad, and it can be ranked in the top eight, but it is estimated that it is unlikely to enter the top four." Bai Mu looked at the puzzled Mo Ying, seemed to understand something, and continued: "That Mo Kewen cultivation is in the early stage of the three stars, there should be no pressure level, although the Mo family is very strong, but it has gradually weakened over the years, and genius is not everywhere, except for the main family and a few powerful states, most of the others are not worth mentioning. When Bai Mu said this, he suddenly paused, and then continued: "However, I am very optimistic about you and your brothers and sisters, there are too few geniuses in the divided and weak states, and it is difficult to have good resources to cultivate, so if you go out of Pingzhou and go to other states to see, there will be more opportunities." 〞

Ink Shadow nodded, but did not speak.

Mo Ying looked at the two people on the stage, they were already fighting. The cultivation of the peak of the Nine Reunion Spirits of the High General, although it is overwhelmed, it is still difficult to fight against Mo Kewen. The dark attribute of the Mo family is to give full play to his advantage at this moment, Mo Kewen said that he has cultivated the exercises with three attributes, and under his flexible use, the senior general is powerless to fight back, and finally was directly unconscious by Mo Kewen with all his strength.

The second game ended with Mo Kewen's victory, while the third game was Bai Mu vs. Qi Wenxing.