Chapter Seventy-Seven,—— Thunder
On this day, the sky is very bright and changeable, under the rendering of the sun, it is beautiful, and the whole world seems to be wallpaper, the scenery on the picture scroll, and the fragrance of flowers is different.
In the yellow room, it has become a mess, a lot of dust is flowing in the air, because the light has not shone here, so it makes this place a little dark, near the viewing platform, there are a few books horizontally, it is "Turning the Cloud Palm" and so on...... , three copies.
Lu Qitian is different from last night, now he has almost refined the exercises, and even his cultivation has been improved for a short time in the long time of hard training, Li Ziruo's galaxy has changed a little, and he has reached the transformation, although it is still relatively difficult to break the establishment and consummation, but it is not impossible to achieve it after a long time.
Now, instead of sitting cross-legged on the stage, he is lying on his side, a little relaxed, and from time to time he snores from sleep.
Yesterday was a little late, so I was naturally a little tired, but it was much better than the night after passing the assessment, after all, that situation never happened again.
Looking out of his room, he could clearly see from the window that the students of the Heavenly Academy were walking from their places of residence to the various branches, although not many individuals, but they filled all the roads.
Naturally, such a scene, Lu Qitian was asleep, of course he couldn't see it. However, because of this, he missed something.
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In the main courtyard, there is a stone tablet of the leaderboard, this stone tablet records everything, and after the challenge is successful, the name will be automatically changed, so it should be considered a treasure, but it has no real effect.
In such a place to record the leaderboard, of course, there is an indispensable platform next to it.
It was a closed area, an attic that rose from the ground, and the gate of the attic was carved with the pattern of a unicorn, and on both sides there were dead wood that had been burned by the flames, as if it had been burned by the flames for several years.
Walking inside, there are solid walls hundreds of feet long, and the ceiling is like iron teeth, so that people who enter here can't help but feel a deep depressive feeling.
Compared to the teachers who teach, this kind of place is more representative, and the real struggle is not their turn to manage themselves, in this case, the elders of each department take turns to manage.
This day was Elder Zhao's turn, at this time, he was throwing his hands and walking here rigorously, this place was the Chaotic Abyss Pavilion.
He was wearing a cyan robe, not very old, the youngest of the elders.
At a glance, there are endless battle platforms, each of which has a magic circle, and the Xuan Qi surrounds it, and it is also because of the strength of the magic circle that many people have some worship for the mage.
However, these formations are the Tai Level Isolation Formation, and the stage they are in is the third. It is because of such a vast pattern that even the magic circle of the sub-profession is even more difficult than the source path.
In the same way, there are also so-called puppeteers, who control everything, lead on the first line, and if the realm is strong enough, they can even control thousands of troops.
Elder Zhao looked at the many disciples fighting on the high platform of the battle platform, touched his beard with some emotion and muttered: "Thinking about the time I used to stand on the high platform of the battle against the pair, I was full of spirit, I really miss it. ”
Thinking about it, he didn't stop, and looked at the high platform where the battle was more exciting, on which were two young men, dressed in light white clothes, with blue patterns, one of them was more handsome, and his body was very superb, like flowing water, and the other was more ordinary, but in his expression, some of them were very spicy and ruthless.
These two people are still somewhat famous in the academy, and the more handsome young man is named Li Hao. The other young man is Ning Tianxiang, whose cultivation is not very profound, and he has a realm. As the so-called generation after generation, many of the more famous Tianjiao this year have graduated, and other forces are almost the same, so it has caused a scene of poor realm, as for the teachers, most of them are in Tiantong, and when someone reaches the point of the intermediate realm, they will be accepted as disciples by the elders, but there is also a gap, one is a personal disciple, and the other is a registered disciple, which is very different.
The battle began.
Suddenly, Li Hao's whole body was surrounded by flames, and it can be seen from this plot that the ability should be closely related to fire, at this time he held a long sword in his hand, and the sword body slashed at the other party, slashing through a white light.
Pediatrics! With such a means of attack, if there is only such a method, Li Hao, you will definitely lose, look at my thunder swordsmanship.
Ning Tianxiang sneered in his heart and disdained in the face of such a sword. As soon as his body was horizontal, he dodged it, and with a silver blade sword, he used the thunder sword technique with great force, and countless fast afterimages continued to emerge, and sword marks also appeared in some corners.
Li Hao naturally didn't wait for the other party, the moment he made a move, he held the long sword upturned, and his whole body jumped back half a zhang, turning into an afterimage and quickly dodging, only three zhang in size on the battle platform, and he still supported such a distance.
Sample, sir, I like to meet people like you who can only use brute force!
"Bang-"
Countless afterimages, when they did not hit the target, flew out of the high platform, but when they were about to get out of the high line, they saw that the entire high platform lit up a curtain of light, like an extremely tough fortress wall, not moving at all, until the end, it was only in the air that exploded, and countless air turned into ripples, like a stone smashed into a calm pool of water, and the circuit that appeared was exactly the same.
Ning Tianxiang gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he was unwilling to be shorted this time, the hand holding the sword, threw the sword into the sky hard, and then the sword body was wrapped in a white expanse, gestured with two fingers, and shouted: "Bastard, I don't believe that this time I can still be empty!"
"Ning Tianxiang, this is not a battle of the rankings, let alone a battle of life and death, it's just one more win or one less win, and the winning rate is just a game, do you need to fight so hard?"
Li Hao was shocked, his whole face was different from the calm and calm just now, and his sentences were a little blurred.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind rose in vain, Ning Xiangtian introduced wisps of power and purple air mass into the Silver Blade Sword, and at that moment when the purple air mass was injected, there was a thunderous roar in the whole world, but in the case of the restriction of the magic circle, it was not so eye-catching, but it still attracted some people.
"Wow, Ning Xiangtian's Falling Thunder Sword Technique, there should be a great success, and it is not far from consummation!"
Within a moment, some people gathered in the battle platform, most of them were watching, but one of them couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene.
In the place of the battle, there are still a lot of people to watch, after all, you can also learn it, no matter how bad it is, it's fun.
Elder Zhao touched his beard and smiled, "It's indeed not far away!"
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