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The training platform of the training ground in the outer courtyard of Linglan Academy

Just after seven o'clock in the morning, the training platform has been surrounded by layers of freshmen in the outer courtyard, and the position in front was occupied early, today's duel can be said to be the first formal competition of freshmen, and the students are also full of enthusiasm, ready to witness the birth of each class of strong people.

This morning is the duel time of the first class, and in front of the training table is the referee's seat, in addition to the instructors of the four classes, the dean of the outer courtyard is also present as scheduled. At half past seven o'clock, Anna stood up from the referee's bench and walked to the training table, her voice soft but with an indescribable momentum: "Let's play the first game of the first class, Mo Jiamo Ying vs. Lin Jia Lingge. 〞

Ink Shadow stepped out of the crowd and onto the training platform. Ringo slowly squeezed out of the crowd and moved his steps onto the training platform, Ringo's eyes flickered, not daring to look at the ink shadow. Mo Ying looked at Ringo in front of him and said softly, "Don't worry, today's competition will be a fair matchup. Ringo looked up sharply and looked at the ink shadow, his eyes gradually becoming solemn. Anna announced the start of the competition from the audience, and the atmosphere on the field instantly became tense.

Ink Shadow exhaled softly, and the flames immediately spread across both palms. Ringo mobilized the spiritual power in his body, his heart and mind were connected, and he silently recited in his mouth: "The lock of wood. Several cyan vines appeared in front of Ringo, and then headed straight for the ink shadow. Ink Shadow silently recited the mental method, and threw a few fireballs at random, hitting the vines. When the vine meets the fireball, it instantly loses its vitality and dissipates into the air. Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Lin Ge mobilized his spiritual power again, and a blue-black vine slowly appeared, and the diameter of this blue-black vine was several times larger than that of the cyan ones. Ink Shadow watched Ringo's attack, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

The vines were like wild horses that had escaped from the reins, slamming towards the ink shadow, Ringo gasped lightly, the attack just now consumed a lot of spiritual power on him. Ink Shadow let out a soft shout, and the flames spread to his entire arm, and Ink Shadow pushed his arm forward, and the huge flames slammed into the rushing vines, and the attacks of spiritual power collided with each other, and the sound was like a small-scale explosion. The ink shadow used its spiritual power on his arms, and he resisted the attack of the vines. The vines gradually lost their momentum in the stalemate with the flames, and the ink shadow's right hand gathered the spirit, turned into a raging flame, and punched towards Ringo, Ringo adjusted his spiritual power to defend, the ink shadow's fist touched Ringo, and the defense collapsed in an instant, Ringo only felt a tightness in his chest, his body flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Anna glanced at Ringo, who was ousted from the stage, and said in a low voice: "In the first game, Mo Jiamo Ying won. 〞

Mo Ying stepped down the stage amid the cheers of everyone and came to Bai Mu and Shangguan Siyi, Bai Mu looked at him and said with a smile: "Today's performance is very good, and there has been a lot of progress. Mo Ying looked at the two of them and smiled happily, "You guys are also cheering." Mo Ying looked at the extremely excited crowd, now he, although he is not the best, but he is no longer the person who everyone can play with, and his progress is closely related to these two friends around him.

In the second game, the two sides exchanged less than three moves on the court, and one of them was knocked off the stage. The person who won used swordsmanship, and he was also from the Shangguan family, and his name was Shangguan Chenfeng.

Mo Ying patted Bai Mu's shoulder beside him and motioned for him to come on. Bai Mu nodded and slowly walked onto the training platform. Bai Mu's opponent also walked up, his eyes full of fierce light. Bai Mu is now at the peak of the Nine Reunion Spirits, and the person on the opposite side is a mid-stage one-star spirit, and that person doesn't know if Bai Mu is at the top level. Bai Mu's spiritual power was running quickly, the wind control technique was fully exerted, the opponent closed his eyes, and the spiritual power on his body was instantly sheng, Bai Mu was just about to take the initiative to attack, the person suddenly opened his eyes, and his hand full of electric arcs had already arrived in front of Bai Mu, Bai Mu's body was extremely light in the wind control technique, dodging the attack, and his right hand was also full of arcs, and he counterattacked. The man did not retreat but advanced, the two fists collided together, the electric light and thunder arc exploded, making a piercing sound, the two of them retreated at the same time after a blow, Bai Mu moved his right hand that was a little numb, and suddenly had an interest in fighting the person in front of him.

Bai Mu drove the Wind Resisting Technique and came to the opponent's side, leaving only the remnant of the Dao behind him, the man did not retreat at all, he just exchanged punches with Bai Mu, Bai Mu hit with a blow, but he also ate the opponent's blow. Looking at the faces of the two of them, they didn't seem to feel very comfortable. Bai Mu exhaled lightly and whispered, "I wanted to save it for the later competition and use it again, but it seems that if I don't use it today, it will be difficult to distinguish between them." 〞

Bai Mu silently recited the mental method in his mouth, lowered his head and slowly raised it, and the spiritual power on his body was like a volcanic eruption, and it came to the peak in an instant. Bai Mu's Wind Resisting Technique was activated to its fullest, and then he came to his opponent and shouted softly, "Thunder's Fury." At this time, Bai Mu's right hand is like a natural phenomenon, there is thunder, there is lightning, lightning is accompanied by thunder, like a small sky, the person drives spiritual power in the right hand, the hand full of arcs collides with Bai Mu's attack, Bai Mu's attack touches the person's attack, and suddenly like the thunder god is angry, the lightning emits a dazzling light in Bai Mu's right hand, instantly suppressing the opponent's attack momentum. Bai Mu continued to swing his fist and punched the opponent, and the man was knocked back to the audience, and the clothes where he was attacked emitted black smoke, leaving a faint black fist print.

Bai Mu stepped down from the stage, and everyone cheered and cheered, and even the dean of the outer court in the referee's seat couldn't help but applaud.

Mo Ying saw Bai Mu coming over and gave him a thumbs up. Bai Mu smiled and patted Moying's shoulder.

I watched every competition very seriously, hoping to learn combat experience and the use of exercises. Each game was won and lost in less than half an hour, and soon, only the last game of the class remained.

Shangguan Siyi walked up to the training platform, and Mo Ying and Bai Mu in the audience were there one shouting their names and one shouting cheers, making it so lively. Shangguan Siyi looked at the ink shadow in the audience, smiled sweetly, and then looked back at the opponent in front of him.

Shangguan Siyi's heart moved, and a blue spiritual power sword appeared in his right hand. Shangguan Siyi took the lead in swinging her sword to attack, but the spiritual sword in her hand was also able to overflow with sword energy. The man on the other side dodged and looked for an opportunity to fight back. After a few rounds, instead of finding a chance, the man was suppressed by Shangguan Siyi and retreated to the corner of the training platform.

Mo Ying in the audience looked at Shangguan Siyi's absolute suppression, and asked Bai Mu beside him, "Is that person on the stage weak?" Bai Mu also watched the competition intently, and when he heard Mo Ying ask him, he explained: "Shangguan Siyi and that person are both two-star early stage spirits, but the swordsmanship of the Shangguan family is like that, if your attack can't be suppressed by her, it will be easily suppressed by her, swordsmanship is a wonderful thing, and it is also very powerful, and it is not weaker than the existence of the exercises. Shangguan Siyi has three more moves, and he will let that person step down. 〞

Mo Ying looked at the training platform, Shangguan Siyi swung the spiritual power sword, and the impenetrable sword qi forced the person to have no place to stand. At this time, Shangguan Siyi stabbed at the opponent with a sword blow, and in order to avoid the attack, the man had to continue to retreat, and behind him was under the training table. In order to avoid injury, the man had to jump off the stage.

Shangguan Siyi dispersed the spiritual power sword and walked off the training platform.

After a short break, Mentor Anna stepped onto the training table and announced the eight people who had entered the inter-class showdown.

At the end of the competition in the morning, everyone dispersed, the second class test in the afternoon, the third and fourth classes of the next day, Mo Ying and Bai Mu Shangguan Siyi also went to see it, each class has an almost perverted existence, Mo Ying is learning combat skills at the same time, but also deeply understands the gap between himself and them. There is still a long way to go to the strong, but some people give up forever because they have the reason and belief to become stronger.

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