A contest between a third-rank martial artist and a fourth-rank martial artist has aroused the attention of the entire Longxiang Academy, and I am afraid that it will be recorded in the historical archives of the Longxiang Academy.

Xia Yi was silently stared at by countless pairs of eyes, feeling that his back was wet and dry with sweat, dry and wet, over and over again, and his heart was beating wildly.

Coming to the desk where the elder was, Xia Yi glanced at Sun Jimeng nervously, nodded slightly as a greeting, and immediately looked nervously at the elder in front of him.

Seeing Xia Yi's panicked look, Sun Jimeng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled happily.

"Mr. Xia, don't be nervous, it's just a competition, not a battle of life and death, why are you so nervous? Am I scary?" Sun Jimeng stretched out his hand to pat Xia Yi's shoulder, and suddenly thought of his identity with the other party, so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand.

It is not disrespectful to move his hands and feet on the martial arts stage, but under the martial arts stage, if he dares to reach out and pat the teacher's shoulder, he will immediately go back and be picked up by the elders of the Discipline Hall and teach him a hard lesson.

The difference between the two lies in the steps not far away.

Unlike Xia Yi, who came to report alone, Sun Jimeng was full of younger brothers standing behind him, and when he heard Sun Jimeng's words, he immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Some bold people showed provocative looks at Xia Yi, while the timid people laughed quietly, not daring to show too arrogant expressions.

The surroundings of the scene were full of people whose strength was higher than them, even if Sun Jimeng was the protagonist in this scene, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous, otherwise they would leave an impression of being disrespectful to those senior brothers and sisters, and they would not be able to mix in Longxiang Courtyard in the future.

People had been paying attention to Xia Yi all the time, but they didn't pay attention to hearing such arrogant words, and many senior brothers and sisters turned to look at Sun Jimeng, who was full of pride, and couldn't help frowning.

Presumably, Sun Jimeng, the younger brothers and sisters of the new generation, and now the senior brothers and sisters of the sixth and seventh grades, have all personally experienced Xia Yi's most glorious period, and it is no accident that most of these people once regarded Xia Yi as their idol, even now, Xia Yi's 'martial spirit' is lost and his realm has plummeted, and some people still regard him as a hero in their hearts.

At this time, seeing a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid so arrogantly screaming in front of his idol, the atmosphere outside the martial arts arena suddenly condensed, and a huge pressure permeated the martial arts stage, and the momentum of dozens of six- and seven-grade martial artists exploded at the same time, immediately changing the atmosphere in the arena.

Sun Jimeng felt many pairs of unkind eyes, like a man's back, quietly glanced around, and found that even his idols, many senior brothers and sisters were looking at him with unkind faces, Sun Jimeng was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"Ahem!~" In front of Xia Yi, an elder coughed heavily, and the viscous pressure around him suddenly dissipated, and the air seemed to become sweet.

"Are you all familiar with the rules of the martial arts arena?" Elder Whitebeard asked in a deep voice as he swept the faces of the two of them.

"Yes! I'm already familiar with it!" Xia Yi and Sun Jimeng bowed in unison.

The elder nodded with satisfaction, and said neatly, "Since you are already familiar with it, let's go to the stage." ”

Sun Jimeng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, the pressure just now made him very panicked, and he didn't dare to be arrogant at this time, bent sideways, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Xia, please first." ”

Xiao Sun was frightened and obediently used honorifics.

Xia Yi was not humble, he was a teacher, and he should be in front, he took a step unceremoniously and stepped onto the stage.

When Xia Yi stood on the stage with his feet in both feet, a burst of cheers immediately sounded around him. 'Xia Junzi' is famous, although it is not as powerful as it was at its peak, but it is not difficult to find some admirers in the martial arts academy.

And after Sun Jimeng took the stage, there was also a burst of cheers around the martial arts stage, a group of four-rank martial artists and those opponents cheered for Sun Jimeng, and even some passers-by expected to see the 'genius' fall into the dust again, and they also cheered for Sun Jimeng.

Before the competition began, the atmosphere of the martial arts stage was already in full swing, and if there were stalls selling melon seeds, peanuts and tea outside the venue at this time, they would definitely be able to make a lot of money.

Standing in the center of the Yanwutai, Xia Yi and Sun Jimeng stood facing each other, compared to Sun Jimeng's student dress in a white robe, Xia Yi's blue uniform was even more eye-catching.

The teacher accepted the challenge of the student, after all, this kind of example is too rare, but today it happened to 'Xia Junzi', and for a while, many people in the martial arts stage have a feeling of creation and making people feel in their hearts.

"Begin!" As the elder shouted, everyone put away their feelings and began to cheer for the competition in front of them.

"Sun Jimeng, come on, Sun Jimeng, come on!" Sun Jimeng's companions shouted loudly, cheering for Sun Jimeng.

Listening carefully to the shouts around the stage, the people who were familiar with this place had a strange expression on their faces.

In the past, there was a competition here, but it was a place where foul language was concentrated, and almost no serious person came here, he would become a irascible and shameless guy, constantly greeting each other and the families of the other party's relatives and friends.

But today, because the opponent on the stage is the teacher, Sun Jimeng's friends all put away their Meng Lang side and shouted cheers obediently, this strange atmosphere made many people present feel a little weird.

Fortunately, the two people on the stage were not affected, Xia Yi was very unfamiliar with all this, and Sun Jimeng showed a different arrogance from when he was offstage, with a nervous look on his immature face, and put on a defensive posture, and did not seem to plan to fight quickly and kill Xia Yi as soon as he came up.

As soon as the two opened, they both took a defensive position, which made the audience at the scene stunned, and then booed dissatisfied.

Sun Jimeng was so arrogant offstage before, making people think that he would launch a thunderous offensive when he came up, striving to kill Xia Yi as quickly as possible. Who knew that as soon as he came up, he put on a defensive posture, as if he was afraid that he would be quickly defeated by Xia Yi, and his cowardly appearance caused many people to be dissatisfied.

And on Xia Yi's side, people also expressed their dissatisfaction.

No matter what, you are also a generation of geniuses and have made brilliant achievements, even if the 'martial spirit' is lost now and the realm has plummeted, then you should maintain the demeanor of a genius and take the offensive. In the face of a mere fourth-grade martial artist, it is too embarrassing to take a defensive position, right?

The boos on the sidelines of the martial arts stage were shocking, and even the elders didn't expect it, and they couldn't help but shake their heads when they heard this boo.

"Playing in such an environment is a test for them. An elder said calmly.

"The test of fart!" Tu Shifang stood beside the elder, but his voice was quite disdainful: "It is a test for Sun Jimeng, and it is barely said in the past, for Xia Yi, this is also a test? A guy who kills all sides on the battlefield, what scene has he never seen, will be disturbed by this small boo? impossible!"