Looking at the battle platform again, the frightened Nangong Yu thought of his martial soul Jin Lingqi at the last moment, so he quickly summoned it to block in front of him, for today's plan, maybe only this works, after all, when he was hit by the Seven Nights Silver Spear Martial Technique White Lotus before, there was no problem, he believed that Yang Xiaotian's sword was not a problem, after all, the Fox is the son of the dragon, and the Golden Spirit Fox is the best among the Fox, how can it be hurt by ordinary martial arts.

"It's okay!" Seeing that Jin Lingqi had already blocked in front of Nangong Yu, the audience's nervous heart also relaxed, and they let out a long sigh of relief, as if they saw the worshipping little prince escape from death.

But everyone's eyes were still focused on the golden spirit in front of Nangong Yu, who was shining with golden light, because everyone knew that this might be the critical moment to change the situation of the battle.

Once the battle begins, the tide of battle can change rapidly, and victory or defeat is often a matter of thought, and now is the moment of that thought.

"Poof!" With a loud bang, the sword light hit the Jin Lingqi who was blocking Nangong Yu's body, and I saw that the Jin Lingqi who was originally shining with light disappeared in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, Jian Ming's sword qi did not disappear, and continued to move towards Nangong Yu, but the power decreased compared to before.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh Hearing the exclamations of the audience, he mustered up the courage to open his eyes, and saw that there was still blood left in the corner of Nangong Yu's mouth, and he couldn't help but worry again.

"This power is too great! I can't help but destroy the little prince's talisman martial soul, the golden spirit and the fierce spirit, and at the same time, the remaining sword qi can hurt the little prince, how powerful is this!" The audience couldn't believe that the power of this sword sound was even greater than the momentum they saw.

"Now the little prince is lost, if Yang Xiaotian sends another sword roar, without the protection of the talisman martial soul Jin Lingyi, just relying on the little prince's body to resist, I'm afraid there will be more than one luck!" someone said regretfully.

"Fart, the powerful sword roar just now, it is already commendable for a person at the third level of the Soul Growth Realm to be able to use it, and it is absolutely impossible to use it continuously. An older person next to him said decisively, after all, every martial artist battle is supported by soul power, and the soul power consumed by that blow just now is estimated to account for eight or nine out of ten, and he wants to do it again, unless he doesn't need soul energy to launch martial arts.

The man understood, smiled and nodded, and said, "That's true, it's true." He wants to send it, but his soul won't agree!"

Yang Xiaotian naturally didn't know what others thought, it had nothing to do with him, when he stepped onto the battle platform, he had already entered another world, a duel world with only himself and Nangong Yu.

When he saw the result of using the sword, he knew that maybe only the sword could solve the battle, so he closed his eyes again, clenched the sword with both hands, and his mind invaded the sword, and soon, he felt that he had become one with the sword, and slowly raised the sword again.

"What, he still wants to make a sword sound!" The audience at the scene almost couldn't believe it, and said in shock, didn't someone just say that the soul qi was insufficient and it was impossible to send it out!

In addition to the audience's disbelief, they all looked at Yang Xiaotian with wide eyes, and even the county lord Nangong Xue muttered to herself: "Don't!" Unfortunately, except for a few people in the guest room, no one knew, and naturally, Yang Xiaotian was even more unlikely to hear her voice, so stop.

In fact, the most surprising thing was Dean Bailiyan, who was also sitting in the guest room, his hands trembled unconsciously, and his face was extremely ugly, it seemed that he was really embarrassed to go home, in his own college, he was defeated by the students of Nancheng College, and lost the championship, which was the biggest shame in the history of Dongdu College. And it just so happened that he was the dean of the Eastern Capital Academy, wouldn't this become a stain on his life? Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Yang Xiaotian doesn't care about this, what he wants is very simple, that is, to defeat this despicable and hypocritical little prince, win the first place, avenge Qiye, and win glory for the academy.

So he lifted the sword to a fixed height and tried to slash it out again.

"Don't, don't......" Nangong Yu's eyes showed fear, and he kept shaking his head and whispering.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a deep voice echoed over the venue.

Immediately, the whole venue fell silent, as if it was calmed by this inexplicable sound.

Helplessly, Yang Xiaotian stopped the sword sound that came out of the horizontal split, although Nangong Yu was despicable and hypocritical, but they had not yet reached the time when they had to kill him, so they stared at Nangong Yu with their eyes and stood in place, their eyes looking directly at Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu seemed to be amnesty, and the fear in his eyes slowly dissipated. But it's also strange what the hell is going on.

The audience also didn't know what was going on, and kept looking around, hoping to find out the source of the sound, but they also sighed in their hearts: "Who is so bold! This is with His Royal Highness the King of Chu in charge!

When they saw that they didn't find any suspicious people, they all gathered their eyes into the room of the guest of honor! Because the person who dared to shout to stop was probably these big leaders, and even if it wasn't them, he must be a great person, and since he was a great person, the deans in the room of the guest of honor must have known him.

Sure enough, suddenly, at the door of the guest room, a man wearing a purple and red robe, embroidered with five golden silk dragon patterns, two more than His Royal Highness the King of Chu!

"King Qi!" someone in the audience knelt directly to the ground and worshipped.

King Qi didn't pay attention to it, with a smile on his face, he said as he walked: "Big brother, such a wonderful game, why don't you notify me!"

"Uncle Huang!" The county lord Nangong Xue couldn't help but show joy when she saw that it was Uncle Huang, firstly, it was precisely because of the arrival of Uncle Huang that Yang Xiaotian withdrew her long sword, and secondly, she knew that Uncle Huang had always come to see Brother Chongyu, and she would never watch him lose the game or even get injured.

King Qi gently stroked his niece Nangong Xue's head.

The King of Chu smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wang is in charge of state affairs, which can be described as a great deal of time and very hard!

Baili Yan hurriedly stood up, as if he had seen a savior, with a smile on his face, wanting to give him a seat.

But King Qi didn't even look at it, and said directly to the eldest brother King Chu: "Brother Wang, can you pause for half an hour, let them recover their soul power, and then start again! ”

"But ......"

Luo Qinghan, the vice president of Nancheng Academy, wanted to say, if you don't shout to stop, Yang Xiaotian will already win, what's the matter with starting again now!

However, His Royal Highness the King of Chu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and replied: "Brother Wang rarely has leisure and leisure, you can!"

So King Qi came to the guardrail and said, "Suspend for half an hour, and at that time, the two freshmen will start the decisive battle again." "It's not loud, but it's so thick that everyone in the venue can hear it.

"What's going on! I'm already going to win, and I'm going to start over!" muttered the fat man at the bottom of the platform, unconvinced. In fact, a discerning person can see it at a glance, this is what he wants Nangong Yu to win!

Elder Li Mu scolded the fat man sharply, thinking that fortunately the voice was not loud.

Yang Xiaotian didn't say anything, he came down directly from the battle platform, cross-legged pranayama to recover his soul power, I can defeat you just now, and I will defeat you later.

It was not only the fat man who was not convinced, but they were also dissatisfied with the mountain in the audience on the third floor, but under the persuasion of Elder Lan Ze, they only complained.

At this moment, a middle-aged warrior pushed open the door of their room on the third floor.

They looked back in response, only to see a thin, but strange person standing at the door, from the temperament exuded by this person, it can be seen that his realm is unfathomable, and he should belong to the Soul Sect realm.

"May I ask who is Elder Lan Ze of Nancheng Academy?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile on his face.

Everyone didn't know who the person was coming, let alone what he was here for, maybe he went to the wrong room, but when they heard him ask Elder Lan Ze, they knew that something must be wrong

Feeling. So Lan Ze nodded slightly and said, "I am." Who are you?"

"Can you take a step to speak!" the man did not introduce himself, but only made a word of invitation.

Lan Ze thought to himself, this person must have something important to do by naming himself, and besides, in the case of so many people, there should be no evil intentions, so he took a step forward and wanted to go out with the comer.

"Elder!" Feng Yu was afraid of danger, after all, this was the territory of the Eastern Capital Academy, and the person who came was still a person with a high realm, and anything could happen.

Before Elder Lan Ze could speak, the middle-aged man seemed to have seen the worry in their hearts, so he smiled and said, "Let's just talk about it alone outside." ”

When everyone saw each other say this, they put their minds at ease, after all, there was a phantom sword from the Soul Sect Realm and Jing Teng from the Soul Master Realm in their room, and Elder Lan Ze himself was also a powerhouse in the Soul Master Realm, and this place was in the venue, if something happened, they shouted loudly, and that person couldn't escape.

In this way, Elder Lan Ze followed the visitor to the end of the corridor, leaving a pair of curious eyes.

After a while, the middle-aged man who had just talked to Elder Lan Ze came to a room, only to see him come to the edge of the guardrail, standing there straight, his eyes staring at the guest room, not so much looking at the guest room, but actually sending a signal to someone.

At this time, His Royal Highness King Qi, who was in the guest room, was chatting with everyone, smiling all the time, as if he was happy, but his eyes glanced at a room on the third floor from time to time.

Finally, the middle-aged man he was expecting appeared there, nodded heavily at him, and then disappeared into the room on the third floor, like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, no one knows, except for Yang Xiaotian's friends.