People can see that Bai Ling has not received systematic martial arts training, although he is agile, he does not have any routines, but he just punches and kicks indiscriminately by his own temperament. After all, Wang Weiqian is a criminal policeman, and her ability to resist attacks is still relatively strong, almost at the moment when Bai Ling made a move, she reluctantly raised her arm to protect her eyes and nose and other major parts, and at the same time curled up to hide the vital point.

Bai Ling grabbed and struck, waving his fists almost frantically, with only one target, Wang Weiqian's face. Wang Weiqian has a good appearance, which naturally poses some threats to the senior sister. (In fact, the appearance of the two cannot be distinguished, the beauty has its own characteristics, the radish and cabbage have their own love, and there is no standard to measure the degree of beauty of a person.) ）

Wang Weiqian was still affected by the cold in her body, so she couldn't resist much, and in less than three minutes, she fell into the ring with a stiff body, with a lot of punches in her face, blood flowed down her nostrils and the corners of her mouth, and bruises and edema followed.

A good beauty has still become a Zhu Bajie-like existence!

Bai Ling bent down, his hands on his knees, panting, the sweat on his forehead flowed down, and he fell to the ring.

(He Xianquan couldn't have imagined that the illusion conjured up by the magic stone tablet could be so realistic, whether it was in terms of temper, personality or even some details, it was so real.) ）

(The people in the audience screamed, some were surprised by Bai Ling's violence, some were sorry that Wang Weiqian's beautiful face was ruined, and many girls were even more frightened and pale, and some people standing around Senior Sister Bai Ling immediately retreated and kept a certain distance from her.) ）

The magic stone tablet flashed, and the illusion of the white spirit had disappeared. There was a large platform at the edge of the ring, and Wang Weiqian was lying there after being teleported, her body twisting slightly, as if she was suffering great pain, but she forcibly held back.

What a stubborn woman!

A deep voice came out in mid-air: "Wang Weiqian of the academy failed to challenge No. 80 Bai Ling, please keep up the good work!" The voice was loud and long, and it instantly spread throughout the academy. made Wang Weiqian a name known to the public.

He Xianquan immediately rushed over and jumped onto the stage. The platform was more than two meters above the ground, so his jump immediately caused people to scream.

Although there are no instructors in the academy who specialize in teaching martial arts, there are not a few martial arts masters. If you go to the world, you can be the head martial arts coach of the armed police corps, but these people don't have the confidence to jump into the ring more than two meters high.

He Xianquan didn't care much, and after taking out the magic potion for treating external injuries, he immediately applied it to Wang Weiqian's face. A moment passed. The swelling on the face began to slowly subside, and the bruises slowly faded.

Wang Weiqian activated the fire spirit on her body at the same time, and a warmth instantly spread all over her body, and the cold caused by the chill was immediately forced out of her body. The stiffness of her body immediately disappeared, and she regained her ability to move, and she sat up, rubbing her face with her hands.

Just now, Wang Weiqian saw a strange man jump up and quickly heal her external injuries with a potion, which reminded her that He Xianquan also had this potion in his hand. She observed the man carefully, only seeing a hint of familiarity in his eyes, but she could not determine the identity of the other party.

"Are you He Xianquan?" Wang Weiqian took the opportunity to ask in a whisper, with a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

He Xianquan nodded lightly and motioned for her to stop talking.

Wang Weiqian was born as a criminal police officer and was proficient in the world, so she immediately understood He Xianquan's situation, and at the same time, she was moved in her heart, and she could see that he should have come to find her.

"Thank you!" Wang Weiqian said. There are several meanings in this sentence, but in the eyes of everyone in the audience, it is only He Xianquan who came to the stage to help her heal his gratitude.

He Xianquan helped Wang Weiqian to the edge of the platform, with the help of Lang Zhiwei. She got out of the ring and sat down with her back against the base of the stone tablet, the scars on her face had completely disappeared, but her face was very pale, obviously the white spirit spell hurt her much more than the external injury.

Although the onlookers were surprised by He Xianquan's trauma potion, they were not familiar with him. I can only put away my curiosity and dissipate.

Bai Ling didn't leave in a hurry, she was followed by two girls, and the three of them were walking towards He Xianquan and the others against the crowd, although their faces were not proud, they were still full of pride.

He Xianquan asked Lang Zhiwei in a low voice: "If I challenge Senior Sister Bai Ling now, will I be punished for my exposed identity?" ”

Lang Zhiwei was taken aback when he heard this, and said: "If you come to challenge, you will naturally not be punished, this is the rule of the academy, but you have also seen the strength of the senior sister, it is by no means comparable to Liang Huiqi's level, if you go up, you will also end up being beaten." ”

He Xianquan laughed, and the person who had already walked out of a distance looked over again.

"Wang Weiqian is my friend, my friend was bullied, if I don't make a move, then what kind of friend is it!" He Xianquan was full of pride, and he also wanted to verify whether the two newly learned spells worked, especially the sea, so he had this bold idea.

"Don't go! Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. Wang Weiqian hurriedly stopped.

"Why are you trying to do it?" He Xianquan asked.

Wang Weiqian sighed and said: "It's not to avoid the harassment of that Liang Huiqi, now that I have become a public figure, even if Liang Huiqi has any evil intentions, I'm afraid I won't dare to do it publicly." In addition, I also tell you that I am also here, I heard that a freshman named He Gongxian passed the Divine Language Level 3 exam as soon as he entered the school, I guess it is very likely that it is you, so I came up with this method, killing two birds with one stone! ”

"Sure enough, it's him!" He Xianquan gritted his teeth and said hatefully, and when he saw that Bai Ling and the three of them had come over, he stood up, raised his face slightly, and showed arrogance on his face, confronting her.

When Bai Ling saw He Xianquan's appearance, he immediately changed to a smiling face. A beauty is a beauty, a smile blooms, even if the other party is a piece of ice, I'm afraid it can melt! This smile made He Xianquan obsessed, and he forgot that he was still opposing each other with pride just now.

Although Wang Weiqian was defeated, she was still stubborn and did not have a trace of fear.

"He Gongxian, I heard that you are going to challenge me on stage, right?" Bai Ling's sweet voice coupled with her perfect appearance can make almost any man tempted.

Lang Zhiwei looked at Bai Ling dumbfounded, his saliva was already dripping, even if someone used a knife to cut him at this time, I am afraid he would not resist.

As soon as Wang Weiqian heard it, she knew that He Xianquan used the pseudonym "He Gongxian". I laughed secretly in my heart, this name is indeed very weird, even if you look for people with the same name on the Internet, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the second one.

He Xianquan immediately woke up from his infatuation with Bai Ling. Nodding his head, he said solemnly, "I'm going to challenge now." ”

The people who had already dispersed immediately turned back and gathered around a few people, but due to the majesty of the senior sister, they just formed a circle. Watch how things develop.

Bai Ling smiled and said: "There are a lot of new students this year, but I never imagined that you two would be so brave, and it is not too much to describe you as a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers." ”

He Xianquan snorted, stared at Bai Ling and said, "Not only do I want to challenge, but I will never fight back." ”

When the people heard this, they immediately began to talk about it, like a wasp that had blown up its nest. To know how lofty the senior sister Bai Ling has in the hearts of everyone, don't say that if you don't fight back when you challenge the senior sister, even if you try your best to survive ten moves. It's already glorious.

Bai Ling smiled, smiling very brightly, and the melodious whisper like a silver bell made the surrounding discussion stop abruptly.

Everyone was fascinated by her smile, only He Xianquan felt that her smile contained a taste of contempt.

He Xianquan ignored everyone's ridiculed gaze and plunged onto the platform again.

"All you have to do is put your hand on the protruding place at the base of the stele." A woman behind Bai Ling said with a smile, she didn't believe He Xianquan really dared to press it.

He Xianquan pressed it without hesitation, and a deep voice came out from the stone tablet: "Student He Xianquan, how many numbers do you want to challenge?" ”

"Eighty White Spirit!" He Xianquan's answer was not loud, but it was very shocking, because everyone couldn't imagine that He Xianquan, who had just entered the school, really dared to challenge.

in the hearts of the people. He Xianquan is already a genius, if it takes time, he will definitely become a senior sister-like existence, and he will become a senior brother in the academy. But now he is even talented against the sky. It is impossible to fight the senior sister who grew up in the academy since she was a child, and the talent of the senior sister Bai Ling is also against the sky!

The stele had no feelings, and after hearing He Xianquan's voice, he immediately teleported him to the ring, and the stele began to glow, preparing to transform the white spirit.

At this time. Bai Ling's laughter had not stopped, her eyes followed He Xianquan to look at the stone tablet, and when she saw He Xianquan's determined eyes, her heart moved. After all, He Xianquan is the one who wants to break into the Divine Language Hall with her, even if he is a new student, he should have some ability.

When it is strong, it is strong, Bai Ling is such a person, if it weren't for this, it would be impossible to reach such a high level today. She now hopes that He Xianquan can have some skills, and then defeat her illusion, which will provoke her to fight.

He Xianquan didn't want to challenge, after all, Bai Ling is a senior sister who has been famous for many years, but when he saw Wang Weiqian fighting with her in the ring just now, she always dodged long-distance spell attacks after that, and she shouldn't be very good at close-range fighting, especially after freezing Wang Weiqian, the process of rushing up and punching and kicking is almost disorganized, and it is not much different from the methods of rural women fighting.

And the spell that He Xianquan has just learned is the nemesis of all kinds of spells, it can absorb any energy and convert it into mana. Although the spell was only written by Yin Yang Ke Tianqing, and he had not really used it, He Xianquan felt that this spell would definitely be useful.

In addition, it seems that when the illusion Bai Ling casts mana, it seems to be very casual, and it is not limited by the amount of mana, obviously this magic stone tablet provides illusion mana, looking at the appearance of the stone tablet, it should store a lot of mana, and use this opportunity to store some mana, which is also a convenient hand.

He Xianquan smiled at Bai Ling in the audience, and there was a hint of apology in it, which made Bai Ling very puzzled.

A white light flashed, and the illusion of Bai Ling appeared in front of He Xianquan again, and at the same time, the stone tablet made a sound of challenge.

The illusion Bai Ling was still standing with his hands behind his back as if he was playing against Wang Weiqian, as elegant as an ordinary fairy, obviously disdainful of He Xianquan.

He Xianquan smiled, did not take the initiative to attack, and raised his hand behind his back as he followed Bai Ling's example, but he didn't know what to say.

(Bai Ling in the audience was a little confused, could it be that He Xianquan really didn't fight back, just passively defended?) If this is the case, even if he has a magic weapon to protect his body, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist his own spells. After all, he was a human, not a ghost of a spirit or something. ）

After a while, the two looked at each other, and neither of them made a move.

The audience was also very quiet. Everyone paid attention to the situation on the stage, and some people even forgot to breathe, but the situation of the two made everyone a little confused, since they were in the ring, they couldn't just stand all the time.

Maybe it was the white spirit under the stage that affected the illusion in the ring. The phantom Bai Ling's expression began to be a little agitated, and when he stretched out his hand, he still exerted a chill.

He Xianquan's lips moved rapidly, and when Bai Ling stretched out his hand, he also stopped chattering, and there was a trace of nervousness on his face, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body was tightened, more like a child who was about to be beaten.

Chill is a spell that is invisible to the naked eye, unlike Ice Cubes or Fireballs. It's all visible, and that's where the chill comes in. Especially against humans, it is almost impossible to prevent.

He Xianquan had already felt the chill hit his face, if the spell of the sea was ineffective, the next moment, he would be frozen, and what would follow was a violent beating from the senior sister.

He Xianquan felt a cold current enter his body, but it did not immediately spread, and there was a force in his body that seemed to guide this cold current, and rushed straight towards the holy weapon "Abyss" planted in his body. In the process of flowing, this cold current of energy continued to weaken, and finally turned into a warm and pure mana, flowing into the holy weapon.

He Xianquan was happy in his heart. Succeeded, the spell of the sea is easy to use, so that not only does he have an additional means of protection, but also has a certain grasp of the Divine Language.

The illusion Bai Ling stood with her hands behind her back again, because she saw that He Xianquan did not dodge. In this state, even if he has any magic weapon to protect his body, I am afraid that he will suffer from the cold.

But what she didn't expect was that He Xianquan actually laughed and put on a provocative posture at her!

The illusion Bai Ling snorted coldly, stretched out his hands and pointed at it again, and his left and right hands cast ice and chill respectively. The chill is designed to be taken by surprise, and it is naturally inferior to the ice cream in terms of power.

The chill rushed into He Xianquan's body first, causing his body to shake.

"Smack!" Bingling hit He Xianquan's body and immediately exploded, a huge cold air enveloped it, and his body was immediately covered with a layer of white frost.

(Everyone in the audience showed disappointed expressions, originally hoped that He Xianquan would say that it was just a joke if he didn't fight back, and the two had a wonderful fight in the ring, but they didn't expect this to be the result now.) Wang Weiqian and Lang Zhiwei were also worried, they both knew the power of cold and ice cubes, although He Xianquan's body was strong, it was difficult to resist the two spells hitting his body at the same time. ）

Before everyone's sighs fell, they saw He Xianquan, who was covered by hoarfrost, move again, and the hoarfrost began to slowly fade, and finally turned into water vapor and drifted into the air.

This time, not only the phantom Bai Ling was surprised, but even Bai Ling himself, who was watching the battle from the audience, let out a burst of exclamation. She majored in water-based spells, and she also knew what would happen if two spells hit her body at the same time, and even she herself didn't dare to use her body to resist spells like this!

Is this still human?

Bai Ling in the audience had already sensed that He Xianquan was a little different, and he felt a difference from ordinary people in his body, and he wanted to say it but couldn't say it.

The phantom Bai Ling can't think like a real person, her task is to defeat the challenger or be defeated!

The mana in the body of the phantom white spirit is endless, because what supplies her is the magic stele, it is said that this stele is from a foreign land, and the energy in it is endless, and it has been transformed into the current magic stone stele by the mighty, as the hundred people list of the academy, and it is also the patron saint of the academy.

When there is an invasion of foreign enemies, the magic stone tablet will conjure up the illusion of the characters in the list of 100 people to fight to meet the enemy, the illusion is not a person, and no one is afraid of death, so the fight is extremely terrifying.

The phantom Bai Ling's violent temper was also inherited from Bai Ling, and the overwhelming variety of third-level water system magic rushed towards He Xianquan, enveloping him almost instantly.

The eyes of the people in the audience lit up, no one could have imagined that Bai Ling could actually master so many water spells, and this was when he entered the list that year, and at the same time, they were worried about He Xianquan's fate, but they hoped that he would survive.

After the illusion Bai Ling sent out this magic, she slowly walked over to He Xianquan, she wanted to see what this person was made of, and actually made her use so many third-level magic, you know, when she was on the list. It only took a few third-level magic to defeat Mentor Qi.

The frost that surrounded He Xianquan slowly dissipated, and the people were exposed.

The illusion Bai Ling immediately stopped and opened his mouth wide, his eyes revealing a look of disbelief.

He Xianquan yawned and wiped the water on his face. said: "It's been a long time since I've taken such a cool bath, it's good, it's refreshing!" With that, he waved at the people in the audience.

He couldn't see the reaction of the people in the audience, but he could see the reaction of the phantom Bai Ling. She now stands there like an ice sculpture. Even forgot about the attack.

"If you can't move, surrender!" He Xianquan said lazily.

The illusion Bai Ling immediately reacted from his shock, his face suddenly showed anger, and he began to chant a spell in his mouth.

(The audience began to get excited again, chattering about what spell Bai Ling used this time.) The spells below the third level, Bai Ling almost issued them instantly, and now that she recited a spell so solemnly, it can be seen that the spell should belong to the second level or above. Most of the spells used by ghost hunters when catching ghosts are below the third level, and they rarely use second-level spells, which shows that Bai Ling has attached great importance to He Xianquan. ）

He Xianquan is very excited now. Because of Bai Ling's magic just now, the mana in his holy weapon increased a lot, although the volume of the holy weapon was still very small, but it also made him feel the existence of mana. He felt that if he used the Demon Slaying Spell or the Demon Transformation Charm, the power would be very different from before.

He even had an impulse to use the spell of boiling blood to use these mana, but after thinking about it, the illusion white spirit was just an illusion, not a real creature, and the blood boiling must not be useful.

Come to think of it. He also understood that the blood boiling created by Yin Yang Ke Azure was to target flesh-and-blood creatures, not spirits or zombies that existed as spirits, if this spell was used to deal with vampires and the like. It should also be easy to use.

He Xianquan's face once again showed a provocative look, his purpose was to provoke the anger of the phantom Bai Ling, so that she could use a more powerful spell.

After these rounds of spells, He Xianquan was completely sure that he could restrain almost any spell, as long as the opponent did not use spells to carry other objects and smash them. All energy will be absorbed by the sea.

And the spell has the added benefit of being inclusive, once it works, the effect lasts for a long time, at least so far, with no signs of dissipating.

The body of the phantom white spirit was surrounded by a lot of water vapor, and it had begun to become a little blurry, and with a white dress, it gave people a fairy-like feeling.

(Once again, everyone in the audience was fascinated by Bai Ling's beauty and exclaimed.) Bai Ling also put away her smile and watched He Xianquan's every movement seriously, but she was disappointed, because He Xianquan didn't make any movements, and even when the magic hit his body, he didn't even move! She could see that the illusion Bai Ling was now using a second-level spell, Tornado Ice and Snow, and she hadn't used this spell when she was on the list. ）

It took nearly thirty seconds for the phantom white spirit to finish reciting the spell, and the water vapor around his body immediately formed a whirlpool, slowly spinning, and as time passed, the whirlpool rotated faster and faster, and the range of the spread became wider and wider. In the enclosed arena space, soybean-sized ice cubes began to appear, hitting the space barrier, making a crackling sound, and each time they hit the barrier, it would produce a certain range of explosions.

A minute later, the space barrier was completely covered in white, and the people in the audience could no longer see the situation in the ring at all. People were shocked that the power of a second-level spell was so great! , what would it be like if it was a first-level spell! Now some people have switched to He Xianquan's side, and they are looking forward to He Xianquan being as indomitable as Xiaoqiang and being able to survive this spell attack again!

Bai Ling's face in the audience was solemn, she knew in her heart that even if she was now, it would be difficult for her to survive under such a spell, and with her current mana, she could only cast two second-level spells, once a person from the divine department lost his mana, he would be no different from an ant.

All eyes were on the ring...... (To be continued.) )