The two figures are a man and a woman, and both are about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The man is also dressed in a white and blue school uniform, his facial features are as angular as carving, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Dong Yulei, but the difference is that his expression and temperament look elegant and dignified everywhere, and he is really an elegant son.

The people in the audience, Ding Qing recognized them directly when he saw it, and said it excitedly.

"It's actually the Eastern Falling Qingyang, alas, who's the one next to you?" the man looked at the woman carefully.

The next moment, he was directly stunned and exclaimed: "I'm x! That's not, Ice Witch Feng Wushuang?"

The woman's skin is white and snowy, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, ethereal and cold, stirring people's hearts, and under the willow eyebrows, there are a pair of eyes as delicate as glass.

The long ice-blue hair falls like a bunch of ice springs, and at the slender waist, she is tall and slender, and the white and blue short skirt school uniform outlines her delicate and beautiful body, but the whole person is like a 10,000-year-old ice peak, cold to the extreme, and people seem to be frozen at a glance.

Although he has a beautiful face that even a fairy is jealous of, he is still as cold as an ice cave, and his eyes are even more emotionless, and even the air around him seems to have dropped to zero, leaving only "cold!"

Yeshu glanced at the woman, completely stunned, and her heart jumped, because the woman is so beautiful, beauty is not in the world, although beautiful, the temperament is surprisingly cold, and even makes people feel unapproachable.

"I'm XX, it's really an ice witch!"

"It's beautiful, but it's really cold!" the man said, his teeth chattered.

"Yes, otherwise how do you think the Ice Witch came here, how did the Ice Witch come to the Fengyun Martial Arts Field with Donglu Qingyang, isn't she the most hated by men?"

"Who knows, but it's definitely not pursuing her, unless Dongyang Qingyang is crazy."

"Well, that's the Ice Witch who dares to pursue her, although she looks like a fairy, but the inner court brother who pursued him before was either coldly killed by her or snubbed to death by her."

The male students who participated in the assessment also showed a when they saw Feng Wushuang, but the students in the outer courtyard on the other side all pretended to be calm, and none of them dared to set their eyes on Feng Wushuang.

Just when everyone felt that they were alone on an iceberg, the night technique was diametrically opposed, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must marry this woman as his wife in this life, and his eyes were full of heat.

Dongyang Qingyang stepped forward, respectfully arched his hand towards Bai Mu, and said lightly: "Bai Mu Mentor."

When Bai Mu saw the person coming, he nodded and smiled lightly: "What's the matter?"

Hearing this, Dongcheng Qingyang said respectfully: "That's the case, Qingyang has recently encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, so he wanted to come and ask the tutor you, I heard that Tutor Baimu is here, so I came over, now I look at the situation I still wait for the end of the assessment, and I am consulting Tutor Baimu."

"By the way, you can also see how strong the younger students are, oh, by the way, I happened to bump into Wushuang today."

Bai Mu nodded and said, "Then wait until the assessment is over and then tell me about your cultivation problems" After turning his gaze to Feng Wushuang, he asked, "Ice girl, what's the matter with you?"

Feng Wushuang arched his hand and said coldly: "When the assessment is over, grandpa wants to meet the newcomer king."

Feng Wushuang's tone was unusually cold, and every word could make people cold from the beginning, but fortunately, there were not many words.

Bai Mu responded, and then quipped: "Ice girl, if you don't change your temper, I'm afraid no man will dare to ask for it in the future."

Feng Wushuang let out a cold "um" and stood aside, as if it was difficult to say one more word.

Bai Mu was also accustomed to it, so he didn't say anything more, turned his head to look at the night arts, and said: "If you still want to challenge the rookie king, you can move on to the next round, and if you don't want to challenge the rookie king, you can give me the number plates in your hands one by one."

After speaking, dozens of people, blushing, stepped forward timidly, and handed the numbers in their hands to Bai Mu one by one.

Dong Chenglei glanced at the night technique, walked over slowly, and said coldly: "The kid gives you a piece of advice, I advise you not to compete for the rookie king for me, otherwise you will die an ugly death."

"Hehe, I've got it for the new king, Jesus can't stop it, I said," Yeshu replied.

"Very good" Dong Chenglei smiled and turned to leave.

Yeshu glanced at Dong Chenglei lightly, how could he not know Dong Chenglei's strategy, wasn't he afraid that he would not participate in the next assessment, and then he would not be able to implement the next plan, so he said such a thing, these little tricks, Yeshu can guess without thinking about it.

But he dares to play, and he dares to take it at night, anyway, the rookie king has to participate in it, and he plans to pass the assessment in the inner courtyard tomorrow, but I don't know if it can be done.

After dozens of people handed over the numbers, Bai Mu took the number plate in his hand, looked at it quickly, and said lightly: "The numbers are ranked one, three, five, seven, and ten............ The trainees can proceed to the second round"

"Of course, even if you fail, you can still enter the academy, and the title of rookie king will naturally fall into the hands of others, not much to say, the second round will begin, and you will play in turn, oh, by the way, the students of the outer courtyard that you want to challenge will be a little higher in the ranking of the outer courtyard, and the relative strength will be stronger."

Finally, the people in the audience were boiling again, it seems that the front is nothing, and the real attraction is in the back.

After a fierce battle, Night Jutsu managed to earn a point. And this time, the students of the outer courtyard are indeed much stronger, and only four people have successfully passed the second round.

Although the night art won, he is still a little sad, the reason! Feng Wushuang may have disliked him, but this is also inevitable, whoever told him to stare at others from the beginning to the play, and it is normal to be disgusted.

Another thing that made the night art strange was that Dong Chenglei actually didn't attack him in the second round. But he still had an answer in mind.

Bai Mu looked at them with satisfaction, and said with a light smile: "Yes, it seems that the most talented students in this batch of assessment students are the four of you, but in the next third round of assessment, the ones you want to challenge are more than a star and a half, of course, you can also choose to quit."

Dong Chenglei arched his hand and said respectfully: "Don't worry, Mentor Baimu, we won't let you down."

The other two nodded heavily, and the night art kept staring at Feng Wushuang from beginning to end.

Bai Mu didn't speak, but Dong Chenglei said in a questioning tone: "You can't help but be too dismissive of night arts, Mentor Bai Mu is in your eyes, right?"

Hearing this, Yeshu said lightly: "Put it in your eyes? Of course I don't put it in my eyes..."

Bai Mu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the night technique again in some disbelief.

The Eastern Meteoric Qingyang and Feng Wushuang beside him were also stunned.

Dong Chenglei and the other two students who passed the assessment were completely speechless by surprise, and once thought that the night art was crazy?

The people in the audience also thought that Yeshu must have gone crazy, and they dared to say such a thing.

But the next words made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why do I put Mentor Shiraki in my eyes?, if you pretend to be very respectful like you, and you feel awkward, it's better not to pretend, or like me, put the respect for Mentor Shiraki in your heart, respect from the heart, and of course, add a little smile, so that it will look better" After speaking, he looked at Shiraki with a sincere face.

Dong Chenglei said nervously: "You fart, why do you say I'm pretending!"

When Bai Mu heard this, he smiled lightly, "Stop here" but at the same time thought in his heart: "This kid really doesn't know where he came from, so he can say it, he is also bold, and he dares to offend the Dongcheng family like this."

Dongyang Qingyang also looked at the night technique curiously, and said secretly: "Hmph, a little civilian is really bold!"

Feng Wushuang was still cold, and he didn't even look at the night technique.

The small turmoil calmed down temporarily, and the third round of assessment officially began under Bai Mu's announcement.

Dong Cheng Lei was refuted by the night technique, he said that he didn't know what to say, he walked to the side of the night art full of anger, and said angrily: "People who often offend the Dong Cheng family, the end is not good, I wanted to just let you break a few bones, but now it seems that I not only want to abolish your limbs, but I also want to make you worse than dead in the school."

Nightjutsu yawned, "Well, maybe I'm a special case, and my bones are hard."

"Hmph, your limbs will be scrapped later, it would be nice to be so calm"

The first one to go on the field was still Dong Chenglei, and this time as soon as he came on the field, he directly summoned his own fighting spirit.

Dong Chenglei held a sword fighting spirit that exuded red quality in his hand, and the spirit element fluctuations of the eighth turn of the spiritual energy realm directly erupted, causing screams on the field.

The sword is three feet and eight inches long, the sword body is covered with zigzag dark lines, and the blade also emits a faint white light, and you can feel the sharpness of the blade just by looking at it.

On the opposite side of Dongyulei was a handsome young man whose realm had reached the ninth turn of spiritual energy, and he also summoned his own fighting spirit, which was a dark iron fan that exuded blue quality.

Dong Chenglei took the lead in attacking, and after a fierce battle, although the realm of the two was only one turn apart, Dong Chenglei still relied on a fierce strength and the gap in the quality of the two people's fighting spirits, and beat the handsome young man alive.

To put it another way, the high-quality Qi Fighting Spirit constantly possesses powerful Fighting Spirit Skills, and it can also improve the comprehensive strength of various spiritual cultivation items in a certain aspect.

As the call in the audience sounded, Dong Chenglei began to enjoy all this, as if he was enjoying the moment when he won the title of rookie king in advance, and after jumping off the stage, he looked at the night art with disdain.

The night technique can be said to be unbearable, this Dong Chenglei is really underbeaten, but he can't beat him without a reason, so he endured it, planning to wait until he enters the academy to find a chance.

When it was the turn of the night technique, he jumped into the ring and began to look at Feng Wushuang again

On the opposite side of the night technique, the student of the outer courtyard was a strong man with a swallow jaw and tiger whiskers, and his body was like an ox, and he slapped his palm on the ground with a dull sound, and jumped on the stage with the help of this force.

Dong Chenglei's gaze immediately met with the big man, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The strong man nodded, looked at the night technique, and said in a thunderous voice: "If you dare to offend the Dongcheng family, you have a lot of courage! Civilians should squat in the dark and don't come out to compete for glory."

"Do you just look down on civilians like that?" said Nightjutsu lightly.

"What's the matter with looking down on you, especially a pariax like you, who thinks that if you just jump twice on such an occasion, someone will pay attention to you, but you don't know that you are just a clown" The strong man glared at the night spell as a sarcastic.

"Come on, you've talked a lot, clown!" Nocturnal snapped his fingers.

The big man was furious when he heard this, clenched his fist as big as a sandbag, and a crackling sound came out, he was the top fifty giant elephant Gu Tai in the outer courtyard, when was he despised like today, he was very angry, hearing such words, even if Dong Yulei didn't give him the 10,000 spirit coins, he would fight the Remnant Night Technique alive.

Gu Tai shouted violently, shaking everyone's eardrums alive, and then a wave of spiritual energy nine turns of spiritual yuan directly swept the entire place.

"Giant elephant Gutai, I'm really angry, this white-haired guy is done."

"He really thought that the two goods in front of him were comparable to the giant elephant Gu Tai, and he wanted me to say, if it weren't for luck, this kid would have ended up early."

"Yes, but his luck is really good, one is at the bottom of the outer courtyard, and the other is only ranked more than five hundred, although the first one is a one-move kill, but the second one is also fifty moves before he wins, but this time it is the top fifty giant elephant Gu Tai in the outer courtyard!

"That's it, if I just abstain from voting, unless the fighting spirit is strong or there are some hole cards, or it's the suppression of the realm, by the way, this white-haired one doesn't seem to have exposed his realm."

"Hmm"

...............................

The people in the audience were not very optimistic about the night technique, thinking that he had taken shit luck to get to where he was now.

And Gu Tai on the stage has also changed out his own fighting spirit, which is a giant axe that exudes a red temperament, the axe is wide enough to be one and a half wide, and the weight is about four thousand catties, but Gu Tai can easily lift it, which shows the strength of his physical strength.