Chapter 108: The strength of the Mountain Spirit Academy
Calming down his emotions, Yuehua's eyes returned to the high platform.
At this time, the leader in the middle of the high platform moved his lips slightly, glanced at Feng Jing'er, Zhou Bo and the others in the audience, and said: "Since the Spirit King Academy has already agreed to the bet, then this promotion assessment will begin here." In the first competition, Xiao Yunhong of the Spirit King Academy fought against Zhao Yue of the Mountain Spirit Academy. The game ends when one side admits defeat or loses combat effectiveness! ”
He said cleanly, without too much verbosity, under the gaze of Yun Xinyue's unfluctuating eyes, the momentum that was about to rise was suddenly suppressed, and finally sat down slowly, put his hand on the corner of his clothes and gently wiped it off, wiping away the beads of sweat from his palm.
Hearing the name, Xiao Yunhong and Zhao Yue swept up from the position in the front row, and immediately landed steadily on the high platform, looking at each other, sparks burst out from their eyes, and two surging spiritual powers surged out rapidly, and the majestic aura wrapped the bodies of the two of them, emitting dazzling light.
Above the high platform, eight directions, a strong spiritual power was suddenly buckled, forming an inverted bowl-shaped enchantment. Control the spiritual power of Xiao Yunhong and Zhao Yue within the scope of the enchantment.
Xiao Yunhong's strength, although it is not as good as Feng Jing'er, Zhou Bo, Zhang Chen and other influential figures in the Primary Spirit Academy, but at least he has a little fame, otherwise he would not have won the top five in the Ascension Competition.
As soon as he got on the field, there were bursts of cheers on the high platform.
Xiao Yunhong is agile and elegant, and Zhao Yue is a thick and calm earth-attribute spiritual power. One focuses on agility and the other on calm defense, and the strength of the two is not much different, which is destined to be a stalemate in this game, and it is true.
Since the beginning of the game, Xiao Yunhong has turned into a blue shadow, constantly flashing the advantages of agility around the opponent's body, and pointing at the opponent's vital points in a tricky manner, but although his attack is fierce, Zhao Yue is not a mediocre person, his body touches the ground like a rock, and he persists with the long-standing and long-lasting earth-attribute spiritual power. If you look closely, you can find that although she seems to be down, she has reduced all of Xiao Yunhong's fierce attacks to the minimum damage.
The fierce battle of attack and defense on the high platform attracted most of the attention in the hall. The shouting cheers continued to converge on each other, and finally resounded endlessly in the sky like rolling thunder.
"Zhao Yue of the Mountain Spirit Academy seems to have a good chance of winning!"
Squinting her eyes slightly, Yuehua looked at Zhao Yue, who had defused all the opponent's attacks on the high platform and was unhurried, and said in a low voice.
"Wasn't he being pressed and beaten by Xiao Yunhong from our Spirit King Academy?" Zhou Tao's brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered.
"Although Xiao Yunhong seems to attack quickly, his spiritual power will eventually be exhausted in the long run. Judging by the color of his spiritual power, the exercises he cultivated were not too advanced, and the low-level exercises were simply not enough to support him for such a long time.
On the other hand, Zhao Yue, since the start of the fight, his footsteps have not moved much, and every time he comes into contact with the opponent's attack, the soles of his feet will tremble slightly, which is the act of unloading his strength into the earth, although this method of unloading force is a little clumsy, but it can still save a lot of unnecessary spiritual power.
Therefore, if Xiao Yunhong didn't have much of a killing move, I am afraid that within thirty rounds, the attack would gradually weaken until he was finally defeated. ”
Yuehua explained indifferently, her seemingly calm face revealed an undoubted confidence.
Listening to his explanation, Zhou Tao couldn't help nodding again and again, and his eyes were placed on the high platform again.
Sure enough, the stalemate in the field had changed, Xiao Yunhong seemed to know his upcoming trouble, so after attacking violently for a while, he finally planned to slow down the attack, however, just when his speed plummeted, Zhao Yue, who was like a turtle and couldn't move, suddenly exerted his strength, and a fierce offensive that was completely different from the defensive nature of the earth attribute spiritual power, suddenly set off a surging earthy yellow aura, and slapped Xiao Yunhong with one palm.
"Bump!"
A violent crash suddenly sounded from the high platform! Xiao Yunhong retreated again and again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he directly lost his combat effectiveness.
"Don't move like a mountain, move like thunder, defeat the enemy in one move. The spirits sent out by the Mountain Spirit Academy this time are ruthless enough, it seems that they are bound to annex the Spirit King Academy! ”
Seeing Zhao Yue, who won with that move, Yuehua shook her head in surprise and exclaimed in her heart.
"Sure enough, Xiao Yunhong of our Spirit King Academy has been defeated."
His gaze fell on Yuehua's deep and perceptive eyes, Zhou Tao took a deep breath, and the respectful look on his face became even deeper.
The other people around Yuehua didn't think much when they heard his explanation at first, and after Xiao Yunhong was defeated, they couldn't help but look at him a few more times. When their eyes fell on Yuehua, their brows furrowed slightly, and they always felt in their minds that they had seen this figure in front of them somewhere, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it.
The silent hall is filled with the sound of heavy breathing. The four elders on the high platform, their faces sank sharply, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, and their hands on the chairs shook uncontrollably, as if a piece of meat in their hearts had been cut off.
The spirits of the Spirit King Courtyard under the high platform clenched their fists tightly and did not say a word, and there was a flame burning in their eyes.
The eyes deliberately glanced at the four elders, the leader in the middle, the corners of his lips rose slightly, his eyes showed a touch of pride, and he got up and announced: "In the second scene, Sun Hai of the Spirit King Courtyard is facing Wu Rong of the Mountain Spirit Academy. ”
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"Bump!"
Half an hour later, Wu Rong was kicked to the ground by Sun Hai, and the donkey rolled out of the enchantment like a donkey, his eyes turned white, and he fell into a coma.
The elders on the stage let out a long sigh of relief, and the thousands of spirit masters of the Spirit King Courtyard in the hall eased their emotions a little. In this battle, the Spirit King won the battle.
After arranging someone to carry Wu Rong down, the leader on the high platform, his face sank sharply, his hands blocked by the chair trembled slightly, and his eyes glanced at Wu Rong coldly, and the third game was announced.
The third game was Feng Jing'er and Zheng Qiang, the two jumped on the high platform, and without much communication, they just started fighting.
"Phew!"
The ferocious wind blew on the enchantment, like a fierce beast roaring, and the wild sand flying in the sky hit the enchantment like a wave, making the thin and transparent layer of spiritual light tremble violently, and at a certain moment, the enchantment was pierced out of a gap, and a slender girl was thrown out fiercely.
In the quiet hall, the heavy breathing of every spirit could be heard, and for a long time, there was a large unbelievable murmur in the crowd.
"Feng Jing'er lost, and our Spirit King Academy lost again."
Listening to the sluggish voices in the audience, the four elders on the high platform took a breath with difficulty, their bodies trembling constantly, and their faces turned pale.
The spirits of the Spirit King Courtyard under the stage, with gloomy faces throughout the whole process, many people focused their eyes on Yang Xianling in the second row, shooting out an extremely cold light, and their bodies moved forward uncontrollably.