Qian Ming, who fell to the ground, struggled with difficulty, but couldn't stand up no matter what, and seemed to be hurt by Song Lin. But even so, he still tried hard to get up, and his sad and angry eyes kept staring at Cheng Xiang, who could no longer move, but twitched from time to time, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"He didn't offend you, did he? Why?! ”

"Why?" Wang Juehui walked to Song Lin's side with leisurely steps, looking down at Cheng Xiang with desperate eyes, his eyes seemed to be looking at garbage, and his voice was very flat.

"Demons will be punished by outsiders, this is common sense, right?"

Wang Juehui, who said this, looked at Qian Ming, who was shocked, and showed a friendly smile again: "For the sake of you just being bewitched and misguided, as long as you repent immediately, I will let you go." ”

Seeing Cheng Xiang unconsciously shed tears, but still looking into his eyes, reading the pain inside, the thirst for life, and the deep guilt of not wanting to be implicated, Qian Ming clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Who needs you to pretend to be a good person?" Compared to a hypocrite like you, Cheng Xiang doesn't know how many times better than you! ”

The shouts echoed in the quiet arena, Wang Juehui smiled, and said coldly: "If you don't repent, it's not a pity to die." Then he looked at Song Lin, and his tone was exactly the same as before.

"Song Lin, get rid of him."

Song Lin stepped forward without saying a word, his lips moved slightly, and then he raised his fist that was entwined with golden light and struck it hard.

There was a slight "poof", blood splattered, and Qian Ming never made a sound again.

Song Lin slowly straightened up, and bright red continued to drip from his fists.

Cheng Xiang looked sideways, his eyes widened, and then he shook his lips and opened his mouth to roar. Obviously, his face was full of grief, but he still couldn't make a sound in his throat, only a quiet sadness wrapped him, tears rained down, and the double pain was engraved on his face, making that face even more distorted, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Wang Juehui looked down unmoved, and muttered after a moment, "It's almost." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Gu Eater suddenly came out of Cheng Xiang's left chest, and the already faint white light on his body immediately shattered, and his body no longer moved. The Gu eater crawled out with blood all over its body, and its body had turned extremely bright red, which was very demonic.

The multicolored forbidden light retracted into the stone pillar, and Zuo Ling's voice sounded in the quiet arena.

"The game is over. Winner, Song Lin, Wang Juehui. ”

As yesterday, Song Lin and Wang Juehui won by killing both of them.

Some people were secretly excited about this bloody scene, and some people couldn't bear to look away like Nangong Piao, but no matter what, no one spoke out to refute this blood-stained winner.

Because that's the rule.

Turning a deaf ear to Zuo Ling's voice announcing the victory, Wang Juehui just lightly threw Song Lin a soft leather bag and motioned for him to pack up the Gu eating worm, but he took out a white jade ring, squatted down beside Cheng Xiang, and began to chant the incantation in a low voice.

The jade ring gradually lit up with a white light, bleak and cold, and the students who were originally silent couldn't help but talk about it as soon as they saw this light, and many of them showed a look of disgruntle.

Liao Lei frowned, almost squeezing out a few words from between her teeth.

“…… Spiritualism. ”

Those who opened the eyes of heaven could clearly see that as the jade ring lit up, a wisp of smoke-like things slowly emerged from Cheng Xiang's heavenly spirit, writhing and changing, and seemed to have signs of being sucked into the jade ring.

"The winner has been decided, is that enough?"

A faint voice sounded, and Zuo Ling suddenly appeared beside Wang Juehui, he bent down to grab Wang Juehui's wrist holding the jade ring, and there was a polite smile on his face.

Stopping the sound of chanting the incantation, and seeing the wisp of smoke shrink back, Wang Juehui smiled lightly: "The evil demon outer way, naturally, can't even leave the soul, is it wrong?" ”

"That's just your 'demonic way', and it has nothing to do with me."

Zuo Ling's voice was full of gentleness, and he couldn't hear the slightest gloom, but the strength in his hand did not relax at all, he pulled Wang Juehui up, and said with a smile: "If you want to kill someone, I won't stop you, because this is the rule, but imprisoning the soul and disturbing reincarnation is something that I, as a 'mage', will never allow." ”

"Really?"

Wang Juehui smiled innocently, noncommittal, but he didn't continue, and he didn't know whether he listened to Zuo Ling's words or just because he "couldn't continue", he looked at the dim jade ring, and said with some regret: "It's a pity, the soul ring I got today doesn't seem to work." ”

After speaking, he struggled slightly, withdrew his arm from Zuo Ling's open palm, and then looked at Song Lin, who was standing silently with the bag containing Gu eating worms, and said lightly: "Go back, Song Lin." ”

After speaking, he nodded to Zuo Ling as if nothing had happened, and he left with Song Lin.

Looking at the blood spreading to his feet, Zuo Ling stretched out his hand to summon the "cleaning team" dressed in black, and watched them raise their hands to spill a net of light, leaving with Cheng Xiang and Qian Ming's floating bodies, and then he said loudly: "This is the end of the second round of the selection competition." The third round of trials will be held tomorrow at 9 a.m., and now please leave the venue in order. ”

After speaking, he nodded to the audience around him with his usual smile, but when he looked at Zhang Longqian, his gaze paused slightly, revealing a little apology and heaviness.

The students got up and whispered and left, with different expressions, and a faint depression permeated the arena. Zhang Longqian just got up and stood close to the guardrail, and did not move with the crowd, because of the presence of Cang Yan and Liao Lei, the people passing by deliberately kept a distance from them.

There were still large pools of blood in the arena, and the color gradually became darker, as if it was quietly telling the tragedy of Fang Cai.

She watched quietly, slowly grasping the guardrail.

Glancing at Zhang Longqian's expression, Ji Haiyun gently patted her back and whispered to her.

"Miss."

Zhang Longqian relaxed his fingers, turned his head to look at Ji Haiyun, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine." Let's go, don't let Xiao Lu and the others wait. ”

Looking at her clear eyes, Ji Haiyun smiled as if she was relieved, nodded and withdrew her hand.

In Zhang Longqian's greeting, Liao Lei and Cang Yan finally followed to the outside of the arena, and when they were about to leave the stands, Zhang Longqian looked back at the already empty arena, and then turned back to Cang Yan who was beside her, she didn't say anything, just tightened the hand holding the heart sword, and the cold breath pierced straight to the bones, clear and transparent.

In his eyes, a touch of firmness is gradually thickening.