Chapter 241: The Battle Wind is Clear

"In the next game, No. 52 vs. No. 378, please bring the students from both sides to the stage!"

The competition in the ring ended in Duanmurou's victory, and after the referee announced the results of the game, he immediately announced the list of the next game.

"Brother, it's your turn!" Yuzu gently patted Qinghua's shoulder and said.

Qinghua showed a reassuring smile at Yuzu, then nodded and strode into the ring、、、

"The basic elements are average, the wind is clear, please advise!"

"The second class of the basic element department, Qinghua, please give me advice."

After saluting, each retreated to the side of the ring and waited quietly for the match to begin、、、

"The wind is clear, this should be one of the five major families!" Yuzu muttered in her heart, then looked towards the spectators.

On the viewing seat, the head of the Wind Clan, Feng Xiaotian smiled and looked at the upcoming competition on the field. For him, the wind is clear and the wind is the greatest hope of their Qing family this time, as long as they enter the inner courtyard to practice, they will be a mainstay of the Qing family in the future.

"Master of the Feng family, this must be the descendant of your Feng family this time, right?" Xuanyuan Mo looked at the wind and asked with a spring breeze on his face.

Feng Xiaotian didn't want to hide it, and nodded generously at the moment and admitted, "Yes, Your Majesty expected it to be good, Qingyang is one of my most optimistic juniors, and today he will definitely be able to play the majesty of our five major families!" ”

"Oh? Really? It seems that the Feng family master is very confident! ”

"This is natural, the disciples of our five major families are naturally much stronger than ordinary magicians."

Seeing the arrogant appearance of the wind and the sky, Ouyang Yun on the side was already completely black. You must know that Qinghua is her disciple, and daring to look down on Qinghua so openly is equivalent to slapping her in the face.

"Stinky boy, give me a hard beating of that Feng Qingyang, remember!"

Ouyang Yun forced his voice into a line and muttered viciously in Qinghua's ear.

Hearing his master's sudden "instructions", Qinghua was also confused, and he didn't know what was going on.

Just when he was puzzled, the referee had already announced the start of the game!

Almost instantly, the figure of the wind on the opposite side disappeared in place. As a wind mage, his speed is extremely terrifying. Therefore, wind mages generally use their speed to occupy an innate advantage.

Of course, Qinghua is not a stupid person, after losing the opportunity for the first time, he did not panic, and immediately cast the "Wind Wings" and rushed straight into the air.

Sure enough, at the same moment as he left the ground, more than a dozen wind blades had already landed where he had been standing before.

The marble in the ring is separated by pitch-black cracks!

"What a terrifying wind blade, this guy's cultivation should be above me!" Only in the first round of the fight, Qinghua immediately had a general understanding of Feng Qingyang's strength. You must know that such a large number and such a powerful wind blade technique is not something he can perform.

Actually, what Qinghua didn't know was that the Fengyi clan also had his own natural powers. After casting, all wind spells are boosted! In this way, it is not difficult to understand the terrifying wind blade technique just now.

"Vacate? Think I won't? Feng Qingyang sneered disdainfully, tapped the cyan mark on his forehead, and instantly gave birth to a pair of wind wings far larger than Qinghua behind him!

"This guy seems to be a little difficult、、、 Yuzu in the audience also said with a solemn face.