The might of the Nine Rank Martial Disciples was scattered in the ring, Deng Xiuyuan looked at Wei Siming with a confused expression at this time, and a wry smile leaked from his face, it turned out that he was not the only one hiding clumsy, and depending on the situation, the other party was obviously much stronger than him.

But Deng Xiuyuan didn't want to give up at this time, he wanted to try it, the aura worked again, and the earthy yellow spiritual power formed a vague shield of light in front of him.

Wei Siming looked at Deng Xiuyuan, who had a serious face, and there was no more cynicism in his eyes, but a lot more serious, and an opponent like Deng Xiuyuan was an opponent worthy of respect.

The commotion in the audience was even more chaotic, and the old men on the stage were also restless, and the gap in the realm was not so easy to make up, not to mention the strength of Wei Siming's performance in the first few games, and the richness of Wei Siming's aura.

The commotion lasted for a while, Deng Xiuyuan had been accumulating strength, Wei Siming was just waiting, the audience and the stage were slowly relatively quiet, and most of the people were touched by Deng Xiuyuan's persistence.

Sweat particles gradually appeared on Deng Xiuyuan's forehead, and it seemed that he had reached the limit, but he was still gritting his teeth and insisting.

"Ahh

"Come!" Deng Xiuyuan shouted at Wei Siming again, Wei Siming did not disappoint him, and when the voice had not disappeared, Wei Siming was no longer in place.

"Boom!" A muffled explosion lingered around the ring, the strong light of the spiritual power explosion shone in the center of the ring, and some of the surrounding students were not enough to divide to the end, Min Xingyue waved his hand, and a light curtain shrouded the ring, which stopped the spiritual power of the riot.

The bright light disappeared, and the two people in the ring seemed to be frozen, Wei Siming's fist landed on Deng Xiuyuan's round shield, and Deng Xiuyuan was half-kneeling, maintaining a defensive posture with both hands.

The students in the audience watched the situation on the stage with their two eyes, and they didn't know if it was Wei Siming who broke Deng Xiuyuan's shield, or Deng Xiuyuan's shield that resisted the attack of the Nine Rank Martial Disciples.

"Smack!" A cracking sound sounded softly, and the shield in front of Deng Xiuyuan quietly shattered, and a trace of blood flowed out of Deng Xiuyuan's mouth.

"Still defeated!" Deng Xiuyuan fell down after speaking, the referee was very fast, and the doctor also arrived at the battlefield as soon as possible, after all, he was a martial artist who was rare in a hundred years, and there could be no surprises.

Deng Xiuyuan in the ring was quickly treated, Wei Siming didn't use all his strength here, if Wei Siming used a lot of force, I'm afraid that Deng Xiuyuan now doesn't need treatment.

Soon, Wei Siming was the only one left in the ring, and after this battle, Wei Siming refreshed everyone's understanding, no matter what, glory is to leave a winner.

Wei Siming accepted the eyes of the students in the audience, there was jealousy, envy, and worship, Wei Siming didn't care about this, he just wanted to end the game quickly.

The referee's voice sounded again, and now, no one went on the stage impulsively, and there was a moment of silence in the stage, just when the referee was about to announce that Wei Siming was the winner of the ring.

"I want to give it a try. A young man in a green shirt walked to the ring.

Wei Siming looked at the person who came, he knew this person, and he didn't know him, he had a little intersection, this person was the one Wei Siming saved before.

The referee looked at the young man in green shirt who came to the stage, he could only say that his courage was commendable, and he looked at Wei Siming, and both sides were sure that they were ready, so the game began.

"My name is Qingzhi, please advise!"

"Wei Siming!"

After two simple sentences, the eyes of the young man in the green shirt instantly became solemn, and the entrance was displayed on his body in turn, he was an eight-rank martial artist, and the students in the audience also exclaimed, is the inner courtyard competition in the first year so exciting?

This makes the usual six-grade and seven-grade babbling all day long, and instantly a little embarrassed, it seems that the water in this Dayan Academy is not so deep.

Set up a posture, Qing Zhi was dressed in the wind and hunting, and an indescribable momentum emanated from Qing Zhi, and Wei Siming got a threat from it.

Yes, Wei Siming has had a sense of threat since he came to this world and was his first opponent.

At this time, Min Xingyue, who was on the high platform, put away a smile on her face, and her face leaked a solemn expression, this expression was even more shocking than seeing Deng Xiuyuan's martial arts practitioners.

Back in the ring, in addition to the spiritual power emanating from Qingzhi's body, Wei Siming felt it carefully, and felt a rushing momentum, a momentum.

Qing Zhi was in a boxing posture, staring at Wei Siming with a pair of eyes.

The two sides formed a delicate situation, Qingzhi did not take the initiative to attack, and Wei Siming was rarely in a hurry.

The spiritual power around the two people also slowly rose until they collided.

Neither of them attacked, but the aura was flattened, and a situation of two aura collisions was formed between the two, and the pale cyan aura of the two sides squeezed in the middle of the ring.

Min Xingyue waved his hand first this time to envelop the ring, because he was worried that the aura emitted this time would hurt the innocent.

The aura collision between the two was not over yet, and Wei Siming's side began to take the initiative to attack.

Boxing and hunting, there is faint thunder and whistling, Wei Siming's attack is stormy, and Qingzhi is tightly defensive.

Wei Siming's every attack will be defused by Qingzhi, Wei Siming is really very puzzled, he knows his strength, he knows how heavy his strength is.

Wei Siming has not met someone who can defuse his offensive, when he was in Fancheng, the demon hunter Shen Tu was a good example, but when Shen Tu confronted him, Shen Tu was able to defuse his offensive because Shen Tu had depressed his own realm.

Shen Tu's own physical strength could not be shaken by his realm, but now it was different, the strength in Wei Siming's hand, no matter how Qing Zhi dissolved it, hit him firmly.

But Qingzhi is as harmless as innocence, which makes Wei Siming very puzzled.

Wei Siming felt that Qingzhi was like being able to dissolve his strength, and he didn't know where to unload his strength, so the force that Wei Siming hit Qingzhi was no longer the initial strength.

The collision and battle between the two became more and more intense, and the speed of the two became faster and faster, until the students in the audience could not see the speed of Wei Siming and Qingzhi's shot.

Wei Siming is also hot-blooded now, it has been a long time since he has fought such a hearty battle, and the spiritual power on Wei Siming's body continues to grow, and the degree of richness is about to reach the top of the martial arts.

Qing Zhi now looks calm as water on the surface, but in the bottom of his heart is also miserable, Qing Zhi's potential is the same as that of a martial artist in history, but a martial artist is related to the affinity of innate spiritual power.

The potential is obtained by personal understanding and opportunity, it can be said that one is given by God, and the other is the reward of hard work.

The difference is that there will be people who comprehend the potential in different realms, but those who comprehend the potential in the realm of martial apprentices can be described as rare.

There are many kinds of potential, some people practice boxing, in which they can comprehend the fist, and some people practice swordsmanship, in which they will comprehend the sword.

Therefore, some talented and intelligent people will comprehend it in a short period of time, while some will not comprehend it regardless of the high realm.

The potential that Qingzhi has comprehended can be said to be a kind of unloading potential, which can unload most of the strength of the opponent's attack, and it is said that it will bear relatively little.

This trend can be said to be related to his experience since he was a child, an orphan without a father and mother, wandering on the streets, beatings have become commonplace, and his frequent beatings have become a habit.

Qing Zhi is very open-minded, he doesn't resent why others beat him, he only blames himself for his bad background, so when he is beaten, he always wants to be lighter.

After each beating, he would think about what method he should use, and the next time he was beaten, it would be less painful, and over time, the injuries that fell on him became less.

The people who bullied him on the street didn't hurt when they beat him, and the reason why he entered Dayan Academy was also because he was beaten up, and the selection of his place at that time was only a second-grade martial artist at the highest level.

So when Wei Siming saw him for the first time, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

When Qing Zhi found that there was such a potential in his body, it was two years ago, the children of the poor were in charge of the house, Qing Zhi cherished this opportunity to come to Dayan Academy very much, so he was studying very hard, and by chance, he heard his husband talk about the potential.

After understanding, Qingzhi began to delve deeper into it, until now he has been able to volatilize freely.

But this kind of unloading force is not able to unload all the strength after all, Wei Siming's side of the attack continued one after another, and Qingzhi's side finally felt a pressure.

Wei Siming played very happily, but he slowly felt that the strength of Qingzhi's defense had obviously disappeared a lot.

The battle continued, and the sound of the students in the audience was in turmoil again, if they saw the gorgeous battle between Deng Xiuyuan and Wei Siming, then they felt the art of the battle between Wei Siming and Qingzhi.

The art of fighting, every attack, every trace of defense is worth learning from them.

Finally, Qingzhi's defense began to have loopholes, how could Wei Siming not seize such an opportunity, the continuous attack made Qingzhi's face slowly turn pale.

"Heh!" Wei Siming let out a loud sigh, the strength of his fist deepened a little, and the defending Qingzhi finally exhausted his strength and flew backwards under the ring.

Min Xingyue disappeared on the high platform, appeared under the ring, and caught Qingzhi with one hand, Qingzhi saw the comer, and his face couldn't help but be a little panicked.

Dean Min is a figure who belongs to the dragon both inside and outside the school, but everyone who comes to Dayan Academy will have heard of Dean Min's name, Min Xingyue is the idol of 80% of the boys in Dayan Academy, and Qingzhi is no exception.

"Your name is Qingzhi?"

"Uh, yes!"

"Would you like to be my apprentice?"