The body occasionally moved slightly, and the light curtain in front of Yuehua was like a shield, constantly moving around the body quickly, and the corners of his eyes continued to sweep around his body, although Zhan Guohua's attack speed and body style were somewhat unexpected to him, but for Yuehua, whose mental power was extremely strong, no matter when he made a move, he would be taken into his heart as soon as possible, and then take defensive and counterattack measures, therefore, although it seemed that Zhan Guohua was under onslaught on the scene, it did not pose a threat to Yuehua.

And from the previous contact, Yuehua has roughly figured out Zhan Guohua's strength, Zhan Guohua's age, maybe only about twenty, although this kind of cultivation speed is still a little behind him, but at this age, he has this strength, but it can already be said to be quite remarkable.

In the Primary Spiritual Academy, people of the same age as Zhan Guohua are only in the Spirit Soldier Realm, except for a very small number of people who have passed the assessment and entered the Spirit Water Pool, and after a series of trainings, they have been able to ascend to the Spirit General Realm, and most of them belong to the kind of middle-aged age before reaching the Spirit General Realm, such as Zhao Fa, the mentor of the Primary Spirit Academy.

"It's worthy of being the core of the Spirit King Courtyard, this middle courtyard is really getting more and more curious..."Yue Hua muttered in his heart, his arm vibrate, and the light curtain suddenly expanded, and finally catapulted back the two dagger-like beams of light from the two lightning bolts.

When the fierce battle started on Yuehua's side, other places also suddenly entered the blood-boiling battle, and for a while, in the originally secluded open forest, the roar, the sound of sword collision, and the sound of spiritual power surging continued to sound, like firecrackers, extremely lively.

Facing the Baimu Mountain whose strength was similar to his own, Xiao Yunhong did not dare to slack off in the slightest, the spiritual power beam in his hand was like a thunderbolt python, and when it shook suddenly, the thunder and lightning pierced the air, bringing a sneering sound, and the momentum was quite terrifying.

For Xiao Yunhong's such strength, Bai Mushan was also a little surprised, his face gradually became solemn, and the spiritual power of his whole body condensed into a big knife with cold light.

Compared with the battle situation between Yuehua and Xiao Yunhong, Sun Hai's side is the most shocking, the young man named Li Xiuyan, when fighting, his whole body is surrounded by a gray spiritual power, and under the cover of this spiritual power, his already gray skin has become like a piece of metal, giving people a sense of rigidity that is extremely stimulating to the eyeballs, when the fists are waved, the huge fists are like flying diamonds, if they are cowardly, I am afraid they will not dare to fight hard.

Li Xiuyan's attack is completely the kind of pure strength type without the slightest flower, if it is replaced by someone else to fight against him, he may take the way of dodging the battle, but Sun Hai is different, from the muscles of Wolong on his arm, it can be seen that his strength is also quite terrifying, and it is true, in the face of Li Xiuyan's rigid attack, he never retreated half a step from beginning to end, and the earthy yellow spiritual power continued to surge out of his body, and then he swung his fist, with a low sonic boom, constantly bombarded Li Xiuyan head-on.

And his posture of not dodging or dodging, but also made Li Xiuyan more and more comfortable, in the middle courtyard, when fighting with people, few people would fight like him, at the moment I couldn't help the joy in my heart, looking up to the sky and laughing, but laughing, but he smashed his fist, but it did not slow down by half a point, but the offensive became more and more fierce, the sound of the whirring fist, shook the eardrum of people, within half a meter of the body, all the flying dead leaves stained with his fist, it would be shocked into a ball of powder.

In the open space, the three battle circles continued to burst out with violent energy explosions, and the six figures adhered like glue and paint, and their strength was like knives.

Outside of these three battlefields, the most lively thing is naturally the brawl between the group of freshmen and the twelve old students, and the colorful spiritual power sets off the battlefield colorful and dazzling, extremely gorgeous.

In this chaotic battle circle, although the number of freshmen is large, they suffer from the lack of tacit cooperation, and on the other hand, the twelve old students of the middle court, not only are their single strength far superior to that of the freshmen, but the degree of tacit cooperation is far from being comparable to that of newcomers, therefore, after the battle began, there were freshmen who were knocked out of the battle circle from time to time, but this disadvantage of the freshmen, after Feng Jing'er and Zhou Bo joined, was gradually reversed, because with the backbone, the attacks of the freshmen were also gradually becoming large. In the end, Zhou Bo and Feng Jing'er each took the new students, like two sharp knives, tearing through the iron bucket defense between the twelve old students, splitting the team of twelve people who were tightly hugging each other, and gradually encroaching on them.

I have to say that Zhou Bo and Feng Jing'er were able to become the five tigers of the Junior Spiritual Academy, regardless of their leadership ability or strength, they are extremely strong, and the role that the two of them have taken by joining the battle circle is extremely important, after tearing apart the opponent's defensive formation, those old students finally became a little flustered, and in just seven or eight minutes, there were two or three old students who were blasted out of the battle circle by more than a dozen pairs of fists and feet that reached the body at the same time, and then vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The whole battlefield is gradually entering the white heat at this moment, and the fierceness of the battle makes the people a little dumbfounded, in addition to not causing any deaths, many people are because of red eyes, and the opponent is seriously injured, among them, there are both new students and old students

In short, this year's psionic snatching may cause a sensation in the entire Intermediate Court, because this is the first time in the past ten years that a new student has forced the team of old students who participated in the snatching to this point.

When the battle in the field entered the white-hot stage, the battle circle at Yuehua's place finally began to change.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, Yuehua completely figured out Zhan Guohua's attack mode, and next, his storm-like offensive should also come to an end.

The palm of his hand was tightly pulled, Yuehua let out a low shout, and his body spun rapidly like a spinning top, and the huge black shadow brought a terrifying wind, enveloping all the areas within two meters of his body.

"Ding!"

Yuehua's sudden withdrawal and change of attack was also a bit unexpected by Zhan Guohua, his body retreated sharply, and a handful of two beams of light in his hand were very cleverly pointed on Yuehua's shoulders, and with a slight borrowing, his body jumped into the air.

Seeing Zhan Guohua jumping into the air, the corner of Yuehua's mouth hooked up a sneer, and suddenly burst out a dazzling spiritual light, and an axe condensed by spiritual power appeared in his hand.

I don't know why, Yuehua loves axes, maybe because he has used axes to chop wood since he was a child, and he is more comfortable to wield, if he wants to have a chance to get a spiritual weapon, Yuehua will definitely choose an axe.

The axe appeared in his hand, Yuehua raised his hand, and slashed one by one, and Zhan Guohua, who was facing him, suddenly felt a thunderbolt rumbling in his mind, and at this moment, Zhan Guohua's brain was almost in a state of fainting.

This split made Yuehua's desire for spiritual weapons reach the extreme. If it was a real spirit weapon in his hand, rather than a beam of light condensed by spiritual power, then with this move, Yuehua would be sure to split the spirit of the intermediate spirit general realm in half.