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The central square of Ziyanmen is still full of people, even more lively than yesterday, because everyone knows that today's battle will be very fierce, and the real champion will be decided, many old students have heard the news, although this has little to do with them, but the people who can stand out in the freshman ceremony will also become their strong competitors in the future, so they have to come to observe and observe.

Elder Sima Yue still looked serious, standing on the high platform, although there was no royal aura on his body, everyone subconsciously lowered their heads when they saw his face, this was the majesty of the superior.

Qingyang also stood in the crowd, looking at the old student area opposite, there was a figure there, with a contemptuous expression, as if he didn't see everything in his eyes, in the face of this group of freshmen, Li Jian did have his arrogant capital.

"The finals of the freshman ceremony, start now!Qingyang, Zhang Mengxin, Li Jian, Wu Jie, come out!" Elder Sima Yue glanced around the audience and said in a loud voice.

Swish!

When the words fell, the four figures jumped up from the stage, all eyes were on, and the enthusiastic shouts quickly filled the entire square, Lin Tianyi looked gloomy in the crowd, originally this kind of glory should belong to him, but he didn't expect to be out of the game in advance. The gaze he looked at Li Jian was full of strong persistence and a trace of imperceptible hatred.

"The first battle, No. 2 Qingyang, No. 18 Zhang Mengxin!" Elder Sima Yue said loudly, as soon as these words came out, everyone began to feel pity for Wu Jie, because he was facing Li Jian, and even Lin Tianyi was not his opponent, let alone Wu Jie.

At this moment, Wu Jie's face was very ugly, although he had guessed this possibility, but he didn't expect it to happen. However, he didn't take this too seriously, he had already entered the top five, which was enough, even Lin Tianyi was defeated, what else did he have to say.

However, Li Jian looked at Qingyang with some regret, his mouth squirmed slightly, others didn't know what he wanted to say, but Qingyang, who had been staring at him, naturally knew what he was talking about, what he wanted to express was - don't be out.

Qingyang laughed at Li Jian's contempt and provocation, and immediately began to take a deep breath, looking at the woman in front of him, from the beginning when he heard about her to now, Qingyang has not carefully observed this person, but at this moment, he found that the former actually had a stunning face.

Zhang Mengxin is dressed in a purple palace dress, his tall figure is concave and convex, especially his slender waist makes people marvel, the peak of his chest supports the palace dress very full, and then looks up, it is his white and flawless neck and delicate face, Qingyang has seen a lot of beauties, this dream heart can also be included in the list of beauties, but this time in the battle, he can't be merciful because the other party is a beauty, he must go all out, otherwise how will his grievances with Li Jian be resolved.

Qingyang was observing Zhang Mengxin, Zhang Mengxin was also observing him, and when she found that the former's eyes were staring at her chest, a touch of anger couldn't help but appear on her face, and she immediately shouted coldly: "Luo Shuifeng, Zhang Mengxin!"

"Wan Jian Peak, Qingyang!" Qingyang also bowed in return.

Shout!

Zhang Mengxin ignored Qingyang's return salute, and flashed straight to his delicate body, the whole person was as dexterous as a jade rabbit, and the sevenfold royal qi of refining the body instantly diffused out, and he stepped towards Qingyang, only to see his onion hand lightly, and a flame in the void rushed out, like a match to kill Qingyang.

"This is Luo Shuifeng's Yan Tu, a second-grade primary king skill, and its power should not be underestimated!" Mo Sansi said in a low voice.

Whistling, the flames swept through at an astonishing speed, and everyone standing in the audience felt a momentary rise in temperature, which was a burning sensation of stinging cheeks, and the whistling floor had slight burning marks, looking extremely fierce.

In this regard, Qingyang did not panic, but he formed a fist with five fingers, stepped on the soles of his feet, and shot out like an arrow with the help of the whole person, and in the process of flying, the royal qi in his body was crazy and formed a purple flame at his fist, like a giant ball.

Purple Flame Fist!

Bang!

The ground began to burst open with flames, and countless beating sparks smashed out one crater after another on the ground, and the heat wave swept out overwhelmingly.

At the moment of impact, Qingyang felt the blood and qi in his body surging, the power of the other party's blow was beyond Qingyang's imagination, if both of them were ordinary body refining sevenfolds, I am afraid that Qingyang's blow would suffer a big loss, however, is Qingyang an ordinary body refining sevenfold?

Obviously, no, he who cultivates the Great Yan Ten Thousand Secret Techniques, who has the Great Yan Divine Vein, has the strength that he can burst out, which is far stronger than that of a king cultivator of the same level.

"Drink!"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Qingyang, who was originally deadlocked, seemed to have a strong follow-up, and actually let out a low shout, blasting the Yanlong Shengsheng away, and in an instant, sparks visible to the naked eye splashed everywhere, and many disciples who were close were affected, but fortunately, it did not cause too much damage.

However, what really shocked Zhang Mengxin was that at the moment when the Yanlong was blasted, Qingyang's figure disappeared.

Quick, Qingyang is too fast!

The strong body endowed by the Dayan Divine Vein gave full play to him at this moment, and he came to Zhang Mengxin's face in an instant, without the slightest pity for the jade, and the fist covered with the king's qi fell like raindrops.

Knock knock!

Zhang Mengxin had no choice but to block with both hands, but the fist attack speed was too fast and landed on her delicate arm, which really brought severe pain.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they couldn't help but be a little familiar, it seems that when Qingyang was against Xu Laiming before, there was also such a scene, as long as Qingyang was close, he would be attacked like a storm, and that kind of physique was not at all like what the sevenfold body refining could have.

Li Jian looked at the scene on the stage, his eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that he couldn't give you a chance to get close.

Combined with Qingyang's previous performance in the ladder, many people have already begun to guess that Qingyang is good at hand-to-hand combat, because his physical body is much stronger than ordinary people.

Zhang Mengxin's pretty face gradually appeared a pale, it is not a way to go on like this, it seems that he can only use that trick, and the next moment Qingyang's fist finally found a flaw and blasted towards the opponent's abdomen, without the slightest mercy.

Shout!

However, at that moment, Qingyang looked at Zhang Mengxin's eyes, and there seemed to be a red light flickering in those bright eyes, and the next moment Qingyang felt a headache, and the fist he swung out also stopped at that moment.

"The Zhang family's dream eyes?" Zhang Tianxing on the stage saw this, his eyes condensed slightly, and he said softly.

Everyone in the audience didn't react at first when they saw this strange scene, but when many disciples saw the red light that lit up in the depths of Zhang Mengxin's eyes, they exclaimed: "Oh my God, this is the inheritance secret technique of the Zhang family, Dream Eye!"

A look of anxiety appeared on Mo Sansi's face, "How can it be a dream eye!"

Mo Shuishui on the side also asked nervously: "What is a dream eye?"

"Dream Eye is the inheritance secret technique of the Zhang family of the Xiuwang family, it is said to be a kind of spiritual attack, the attacked person will have a headache and stop all movements, although it is only a few seconds of effect, but in this kind of duel, a few seconds can decide life and death!" Mo Sansi said with a worried face.

He didn't expect that this Zhang Mengxin would be a member of the Zhang family of the King Cultivator, this kind of inheritance secret technique is very mysterious and very powerful, and now Qingyang is afraid that he will suffer a big loss, even if Li Jian is against this dream eye, I am afraid he will have a headache.

"This woman is hiding so deeply..."Qingyang had a splitting headache, and couldn't help but scold in his heart.

Burst!

However, before Qingyang could react, Zhang Mengxin had already swung his powder fist and punched Qingyang heavily in the abdomen, and all the power of the sevenfold body refining body poured down, and Qingyang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of reverse blood and flew out upside down.

Zhang Mengxin, who used a dream eye, seemed to consume a lot, and her pretty face was a little pale at the moment, but there was still a flash of light in her eyes, she didn't expect Qingyang's offensive to be so fierce, and she had no choice but to use this inheritance secret technique, according to the family, this secret technique must not be used unless it is at a critical juncture.

"This should count... It's a pinch. Zhang Mengxin thought so, and at this time, Qingyang opposite her slowly stood up holding her stomach.

"It's really ruthless... It's actually a mental attack. Qingyang spat out the blood in his mouth, and there was a trace of coldness on his delicate face.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, boy, you attack again!" said the sword elder slowly in Qingyang's heart.

"Okay, I believe in Sword Elder!" Qingyang nodded secretly, and then his body moved again.

This time, Qingyang seemed to be a little enraged, the whole person whistled like the wind, and with all his strength, the Ziyan fist condensed out, and bombarded Zhang Mengxin again.

In this regard, Zhang Mengxin shook his head, looked at Qingyang with some pity, and lightly opened his lips: "Dream eyes!"

Airplanes!

At that moment, an invisible ripple ejected from Zhang Mengxin's eyes, the same spiritual attack, no one could detect or see its trajectory, this was its terrifying place.

However, the mutation abruptly changed.

At this moment, a faint light lit up in the heart of the dancing sword hanging on Qingyang's chest, and the next moment the sword old vain figure jumped out, he sneered at the invisible ripple, and said, "Hehe, the class has an axe!

Click!

Spiritual attack, in fact, is soul attack, Zhang Mengxin has practiced a special method of using soul power, so he can use part of his spiritual power as a weapon to attack, this weapon falls on ordinary people, and it does have a significant effect.

However, if it falls on Jian Lao, who is also a soul and extremely powerful, then it will be Zhang Mengxin who is unlucky.

Because, this will backfire!

Sure enough, at the moment when the invisible ripple was crushed, Zhang Mengxin's head immediately felt a tearing pain, and the whole person seemed to be torn, and at the same time, Qingyang's figure did not stop.

Call!

A punch was blasted out, and the momentum was like a dragon entering a tiger.

There is a poignant figure drawn in the sky, like a beautiful parabola, which makes people feel pity.