The impact of the catastrophe gradually subsided, and the Tianwu Academy continued its activities as usual.

The time span of this catastrophe is just after the big exam, and it is also the day when the fifth grade is about to graduate and absorb new students.

At the same time, it is also the beginning of the ten-song competition.

Pang Xiao was naturally selected as one of the top ten favorites, even if there was no slaughter of 3,000 people, his deeds of once suppressing three with one were enough to prove his strength.

"My lord, allow me to give you the oldest of allegiances."

Inside the villa, a third-grader was about to kneel.

Pang Xiao frowned, his eyes condensed, and a layer of black mist condensed in his eyes, and the student's body was shocked, and his face showed a look of horror, but after a moment, he screamed and fled in a hurry.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Le Yi said curiously on the side.

Pang Xiao shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer, just said, "I'm going to cultivate, and anyone else who comes over will be refused." ”

This is already the thirteenth today, from the time when Tianwu Academy decided to hold the Ten First Races, except for those who were about to graduate from the fifth grade, to the first grade, and to the fourth grade, they all came to give Pang Xiao a salute of allegiance.

The energy of the ten songs still makes people can't help but stutter, regardless of whether this person is a new person or not.

If you are strong enough, you can count as a qualification.

"Cultivating ...... Again"

Le Yi muttered, since the last time she performed the allegiance salute, she had no time to Pang Xiao, and now the four of them simply moved in.

In the secret room, Pang Xiao sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, his chest rose and fell like an abyss, his breath was like thunder, and a layer of extremely black fear emanated from all around his body, permeating the entire secret room.

This is the power of the qi of fear, the qi source formed by fear drawn from all kinds of creatures is the rarest, whether it is the qi drawn from the dead people, or the earthy qi of the hardest land Abra, it is not as special as the qi source born from the emotions of all beings.

Its means of attack is not through reality, but through illusion.

F-level qigong, fear gaze.

E-level qigong, criminal law whipping.

D-class, C-class, B-class......

All the way up to A-rank, it's all damage from the inside out, not the outside-in of the general martial arts.

This is the genre of Xue Shooting Condor, and it is also a very special genre.

Pang Xiao's task now is to familiarize himself with the source of fear qi, and at the same time, to completely understand this set of qigong until he is handy, and to win more chips for himself in the next ten competitions.

Pang Xiao is not the only one who prepares for the ten first competitions.

Bang!

Bang!

In an all-white training room, Ren Tian shook punch after punch, each punch could make the space vibrate, he was sweating like rain, his body was carrying a thick layer of weight, gritting his teeth and persevering.

"Damn, I won't lose to the freshmen!"

The original ten, except for those who graduated, everyone else is preparing for the competition with all their might, and the other favorites are naturally not far behind, compared to the original ten, they are not competitive, but the position of the original ten, that needs to be grabbed.

In the gray training room, a figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, "This time, I will also be the ten!" ”

Big hit, fourth grade, Zhang Mingxing.

And in a place where the mountain wind is howling, a beautiful woman looked at the gorgeous scenery and muttered: "It's the last chance, you are about to graduate, if I don't challenge you again, I won't be willing to ......."

The seventh song, Fei Qianluo.

A few days later, just as the 10-first contest was about to begin, there was a startling news.

Fei Qianluo, challenge Jiang Yin and Yang!

"What a big event!"

Inside the basement, An An broke in in a hurry, interrupting Pang Xiao's cultivation, "Fei Qianluo wants to challenge Jiang Yin and Yang." ”

Hearing this, Pang Xiao, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes and showed a hint of surprise......

In the martial arts arena, there was a sea of people, and the news had spread throughout the entire academy, and in addition to the students, even the tutors were alarmed and gathered together.

At this time, five people walked in at the door, and when they saw the arrival, most of the students dodged away, revealing a hint of fear.

Pang Xiao!

Human slaughter!

Pang Xiao walked directly to the front row, and in the front row, there were mentors, as well as those who were strong in the ten songs and the dominant side.

Everyone looked at him one after another, and also set aside a place for Pang Xiao to stand in.

This already means that Pang Xiao has squeezed into the real powerhouse sequence of Tianwu Academy.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from Ren Tian's throat, and he looked at Pang Xiao contemptuously, his thumb running across his neck, and the provocation was self-evident.

The corners of Pang Xiao's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he only looked at the ring, Fei Qianluo stood alone, as if waiting for something.

"She finally couldn't help it."

A charming woman said lightly: "Yes, this is the last chance." ”

"I've endured it all the time, and the slave family also wants to see what Fei Qianluo's strength is." It's a muscular sissy.

Pang Xiao only felt a gaze looking at him, only to see the big man full of muscles, staring at him with affection, consciously slapping a clever one, and inexplicably taking two steps back.

This man...... It's weird.

The others had serious faces, especially the heroic woman in the second song, and the battle intent in her eyes spread to the entire martial arts arena, making people shudder.

Among the ten songs, everyone knows that Fei Qianluo cannot be underestimated, and her ranking and strength are completely disproportionate.

Even the second song may not be able to defeat Fei Qianluo.

"Jiang Yin Yang is here!"

I saw a soft figure flash into the ring, with a peaceful smile on his face forever, staring at Fei Qianluo: "I didn't expect you to challenge me anyway." ”

I only heard Fei Qianluo say: "I lost to you two years ago, I am very unwilling, this time you are leaving, if you don't fight with you again, you won't have a chance." ”

"Why be so persistent."

Jiang Yinyang smiled: "After all, I have one more year for you, and when I am this time, you will be stronger." ”

"You will too."

Fei Qianluo said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start." ”

"As you wish."

Jiang Yinyang shrugged his shoulders and said to the mentors watching the battle: "Mentors, I'm sorry for you. ”

Several black-clothed instructors nodded, and suddenly their hands were closed, and a protective shield appeared throughout the ring, even wrapping the ground.

The battle between the ten songs, this small martial arts arena can not be controlled, and it must rely on the protection of the instructors so that it will not be seriously damaged.

Fei Qianluo's eyes lit up, and when she raised her hand, it was an extremely sharp wind blade, even through the protective shield, Pang Xiao could feel the sharpness in it, this power was completely different from when she experimented with Pang Xiao!

She used all her might!

Jiang Yinyang smiled, his feet went back and forth, his hands spread out and rotated around his body to form a semicircle, mixing the attacking wind blade into his arms, and then suddenly released.

In an instant, the wind was light.

The sharp wind is completely gone.

"I've grown a lot." Jiang Yinyang said with a smile.