Chapter 104: Heat Wave

Ji Jiashu quietly watched the picture in the ring, and other people's discussions didn't seem to reach his ears.

And the battle in the ring has become more and more intense, and the swordsmanship used by the martial artist has become more and more superb, and the opening and closing are extremely powerful!

"Lei Fa Nine Swords, he has mastered at least seven swords," Ji Jiashu said lightly, quietly looking at his junior brother in the ring, "It's really good." ”

The Northern Sword Sect is not as varied as the Southern Sword Sect, and the Thunder Sword has few sword moves in the Four Sword Sects of Wind, Fire, Water and Thunder, and only nine swords have been handed down, of course, there are secrets in these sword moves, and Ji Jiashu will not show them until the critical moment.

The eighth and ninth swords of Lei Fa all need to be mastered by level five, and the martial arts master can master the seven swords is considered extremely good.

"Yes, that's really powerful," Chen Zichu couldn't help but sigh, he was about to tout the infinite future of the Thunder Academy, but the next moment he only heard Ji Jiashu speak lightly again, "But he's going to lose." ”

What? Chen Zichu was stunned for a moment, but the next moment without waiting for him to react, Ying Baoyue nodded and said softly, "I can't hold three moves." ”

Chen Zichu understood.

Talking to these two people, one brain is not enough.

Wait, Ji Jiashu, a thunder lawmaker, can see clearly, how did this woman see it? You're not guessing, are you?

Ying Baoyue didn't know that Chen Zichu was slandered, although she didn't know sword moves, but she knew how to fight.

The three moves have passed, and in the eyes of those who know how to do it, the disadvantage of the martial arts is already obvious.

The more violent the swordsmanship, the more attention is paid to the quick battle, although it is embarrassing, but Wang Liangcai has already blocked the three big moves of the martial arts, this young man of the Northern Wei Dynasty, has lost the opportunity.

This was not expected by anyone else.

Although the momentum of the martial arts was rapid, and the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty were shouting again and again, unlike the other cultivators who were watching in shock, on the side of the Fire Courtyard, all the disciples did not have the slightest worry on their faces, and Ye Siyuan sat at the front, still with an unfathomable smile.

High-level cultivators know where this confidence comes from.

In the end, the Fire Courtyard is the No. 1 compound in the Jixia School Palace, and it is also the No. 3 seed, and it is still stronger than the No. 3 seed of other academies in terms of hard power.

Sure enough, after three moves, Wang Liang began to fight back, and the decline of the force man was already obvious.

"Fire Tree Silverflower!"

With the shouts of other teenagers on the side of the ring, blazing and brilliant sparks surged on the high platform, and the last move decided the victory!

Wang Liangcai's victory was in front of him, Ying Baoyue quietly watched the picture in the ring, listening to the shouts of people who had affirmed the victory.

"It's a real win, a win, a win......"

Chen Zichu raised his hands, but just as he was shouting, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl beside him and was suddenly stunned.

Just as people cheered in advance, Ying Baoyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

Where no one else could see, she looked at a tiny spot of light in the sparks on the high platform, and her pupils shrank.

The point of light was too small, and the next moment it was drowned in sparks, and no one noticed Wang Liangcai's movements.

With a loud "boom", the huge body of the martial man hit the railing of the ring, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"In the first game, Wang Liangcai of the Fire Courtyard won!"

The ceremonial officer announced loudly, and the audience applauded thunderously.

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Ji Jiashu quietly watched the picture in the ring, and other people's discussions didn't seem to reach his ears.

And the battle in the ring has become more and more intense, and the swordsmanship used by the martial artist has become more and more superb, and the opening and closing are extremely powerful!

"Lei Fa Nine Swords, he has mastered at least seven swords," Ji Jiashu said lightly, quietly looking at his junior brother in the ring, "It's really good." ”

The Northern Sword Sect is not as varied as the Southern Sword Sect, and the Thunder Sword has few sword moves in the Four Sword Sects of Wind, Fire, Water and Thunder, and only nine swords have been handed down, of course, there are secrets in these sword moves, and Ji Jiashu will not show them until the critical moment.

The eighth and ninth swords of Lei Fa all need to be mastered by level five, and the martial arts master can master the seven swords is considered extremely good.

"Yes, that's really powerful," Chen Zichu couldn't help but sigh, he was about to tout the infinite future of the Thunder Academy, but the next moment he only heard Ji Jiashu speak lightly again, "But he's going to lose." ”

What? Chen Zichu was stunned for a moment, but the next moment without waiting for him to react, Ying Baoyue nodded and said softly, "I can't hold three moves." ”

Chen Zichu understood.

Talking to these two people, one brain is not enough.

Wait, Ji Jiashu, a thunder lawmaker, can see clearly, how did this woman see it? You're not guessing, are you?

Ying Baoyue didn't know that Chen Zichu was slandered, although she didn't know sword moves, but she knew how to fight.

The three moves have passed, and in the eyes of those who know how to do it, the disadvantage of the martial arts is already obvious.

The more violent the swordsmanship, the more attention is paid to the quick battle, although it is embarrassing, but Wang Liangcai has already blocked the three big moves of the martial arts, this young man of the Northern Wei Dynasty, has lost the opportunity.

This was not expected by anyone else.

Although the momentum of the martial arts was rapid, and the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty were shouting again and again, unlike the other cultivators who were watching in shock, on the side of the Fire Courtyard, all the disciples did not have the slightest worry on their faces, and Ye Siyuan sat at the front, still with an unfathomable smile.

High-level cultivators know where this confidence comes from.

In the end, the Fire Courtyard is the No. 1 compound in the Jixia School Palace, and it is also the No. 3 seed, and it is still stronger than the No. 3 seed of other academies in terms of hard power.

Sure enough, after three moves, Wang Liang began to fight back, and the decline of the force man was already obvious.

"Fire Tree Silverflower!"

With the shouts of other teenagers on the side of the ring, blazing and brilliant sparks surged on the high platform, and the last move decided the victory!

Wang Liangcai's victory was in front of him, Ying Baoyue quietly watched the picture in the ring, listening to the shouts of people who had affirmed the victory.

"It's a real win, a win, a win......"

Chen Zichu raised his hands, but just as he was shouting, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl beside him and was suddenly stunned.

Just as people cheered in advance, Ying Baoyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

Where no one else could see, she looked at a tiny spot of light in the sparks on the high platform, and her pupils shrank.

The point of light was too small, and the next moment it was drowned in sparks, and no one noticed Wang Liangcai's movements.

With a loud "boom", the huge body of the martial man hit the railing of the ring, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"In the first game, Wang Liangcai of the Fire Courtyard won!"

The ceremonial officer announced loudly, and the audience applauded thunderously.

Ying Baoyue didn't know that Chen Zichu was slandered, although she didn't know sword moves, but she knew how to fight.

The three moves have passed, and in the eyes of those who know how to do it, the disadvantage of the martial arts is already obvious.

The more violent the swordsmanship, the more attention is paid to the quick battle, although it is embarrassing, but Wang Liangcai has already blocked the three big moves of the martial arts, this young man of the Northern Wei Dynasty, has lost the opportunity.

This was not expected by anyone else.

Although the momentum of the martial arts was rapid, and the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty were shouting again and again, unlike the other cultivators who were watching in shock, on the side of the Fire Courtyard, all the disciples did not have the slightest worry on their faces, and Ye Siyuan sat at the front, still with an unfathomable smile.

High-level cultivators know where this confidence comes from.

In the end, the Fire Courtyard is the No. 1 compound in the Jixia School Palace, and it is also the No. 3 seed, and it is still stronger than the No. 3 seed of other academies in terms of hard power.

Sure enough, after three moves, Wang Liang began to fight back, and the decline of the force man was already obvious.

"Fire Tree Silverflower!"

With the shouts of other teenagers on the side of the ring, blazing and brilliant sparks surged on the high platform, and the last move decided the victory!

Wang Liangcai's victory was in front of him, Ying Baoyue quietly watched the picture in the ring, listening to the shouts of people who had affirmed the victory.

"It's a real win, a win, a win......"

Chen Zichu raised his hands, but just as he was shouting, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl beside him and was suddenly stunned.

Just as people cheered in advance, Ying Baoyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

Where no one else could see, she looked at a tiny spot of light in the sparks on the high platform, and her pupils shrank.

The point of light was too small, and the next moment it was drowned in sparks, and no one noticed Wang Liangcai's movements.

With a loud "boom", the huge body of the martial man hit the railing of the ring, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"In the first game, Wang Liangcai of the Fire Courtyard won!"

The ceremonial officer announced loudly, and the audience applauded thunderously.

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