Random drawing numbers is not good, it is possible that the next round is herself, or it may be drawn very later, otherwise she can take the third brother down for treatment.

"Miss Nangong is serious." The High Priest smiled, "You've done me a great favor. ”

The words fell, and without waiting for Huang Quan to ask, the high priest fed Nangong Mian a pill, and then helped the person to leave.

Seeing that the High Priest of the Apocalypse personally helped Nangong Mian to leave, everyone's expressions changed and changed.

Shocked, confused...... There are still concerns......

Seeing this scene, the leader of the Xiwu Empire frowned, and said to the people around him: "Go check and see what is the relationship between the high priest and that Nangong Mian?" ”

"Hmm." The man answered, then got up and left.

After the man left, the team leader looked at the student, "Is there anything you want to say?" ”

The student who was questioned had a bad look on his face, but he also knew that this time the situation might not be as simple as it seemed, so he didn't say anything.

After the high priest took Nangong Mian away, Huang Quan got up and walked to his place, and when he passed the first step, Huang Quan looked at Di Qin, and when Di Qin looked over, he bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude.

Diqin shook his head slightly.

Huang Quan didn't stay long, and then left.

After the match between Nangong Mian and the students of the Xiwu Empire, someone came to the stage again.

Round after round, from morning to afternoon, the students around me all went up to compare, except for two students who narrowly won against students from the same small country, and the other students all lost.

Among the ten official places this time, only the two students who narrowly won came out, and Huang Quan, who came with a special quota, has not yet been on the stage.

After another three rounds, two numbers appeared on the big screen.

The supervising teacher read: "Forty-three against sixty-six. ”

"Hoo ......"

The dean and the other students breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally time for the girl." ”

No. 43 is a student of the Xuanling Empire, and when Huang Quan went to the stage, the other party was already there.

The students of the Xuanling Empire looked at Huang Quan, their eyebrows furrowed: "You don't have any spiritual power fluctuations on your body. ”

"It doesn't matter." Huang Quan said: "I have the strength of a martial artist. ”

"A martial artist is not as good as a spirit master, my cultivation is in the realm of a Xuan Ling master, if you want to defeat me, your martial artist strength must be in the holy realm, otherwise it is impossible to defeat me."

"It's okay." Huang Quan said: "I will do my best." ”

The other party said so, and the student didn't want to say more, as soon as his hand was spread, a long sword appeared in his hand, and then he raised his hand and waved, and the cold ice flew towards Huangquan violently.

The speed of the ice ridge flying in his eyes slowed down infinitely, and Huang Quan's feet moved, easily avoiding the flying ice ridge.

Woohoo!

The ice ridge fell on the position where Huang Quan was originally standing, and the student saw that the blow missed, and was about to attack again, when an afterimage flashed in his sight, and before the student could find Huang Quan's figure, he was slapped on the shoulder.

The student was startled, and raised his hand to attack, but his neck touched a touch of coldness.

The short blade shimmered with coldness, and the sharp blade was close to the student's neck, cutting through the flesh-covered skin with the slightest force.

The student's body was stiff and her eyes were full of disbelief, how could she be so fast?

And when she approached, he didn't hear the voice, the breath, she was like a ghost paraded in the dark night, approaching silently, and easily killing people.

It's horrible!

Huang Quan: "Admit defeat." ”