The next game continued, and soon, it was the turn of Dongshan Weiqiu Tong and Xishan's Tang Long.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, so aren't the next two people who don't have a game the opponent? Everyone thought about it for a while, aren't the names of the remaining two people exactly Wen Qingye and Yan Xiangyang?

The corners of Yan Xiangyang's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he raised his head, "Hmph, Wen Qingye, this time I'll let you know how good I am."

Wen Qingye was quite calm, as if everyone was the same.

On the field, Tang Long and Wei Qiu were fighting with each other, almost needle-to-needle, making everyone's blood boiling, surging, and the vitality in the sky continued to soar and swim.

In the end, Wei Qiutong defeated Tang Long by a slight margin, Tang Long sighed and walked out of the ring helplessly.

"Today's last match: Beishan Wen Qingye vs. Nanshan Yanxiangyang!"

A loud sound echoed in the martial arts arena of Qishan Academy, and everyone's hearts were tight, and many freshmen raised their hearts to their throats.

Wen Qingye strolled into the ring, carrying the two swords behind his back.

When Wen Qingye took the stage, many freshmen around him were shocked, especially female students.

Wen Qingye's strength is well-deserved among the freshmen, and everyone knows that even if he loses now, then he will be the next wave wind and the next ruler of the outer court in the future.

There was a lot of noise, and within a kilometer of the purple stone ring, there was a crowd of people who were overwhelmed by the black pressure, and everyone was waiting to watch this last match.

What many male students didn't expect was that Wen Qingye's popularity among female students was extremely strong, and many female students around them shouted directly to cheer for Wen Qingye.

"Come on, Wen Qingye, you will definitely win!"

"Wen Qingye, I love you!

"Wen Qingye is so handsome!"

Even some female students from Nanshan secretly shouted below, unabashedly their good impression of Wen Qingye, screaming one by one to build momentum, shouting, laughing, and making a mess one by one.

Many people around paid attention to Wen Qingye and found that Wen Qingye was indeed extremely good, whether it was his strong strength, or his handsome appearance, or his unflattering and smooth bearing from beginning to end, as well as the terrifying and perfect strength shown in the battle with Geng Hao yesterday.......

Gao Yuerou looked at the cheers of everyone around her at this time, and her heart was also quite excited, she didn't expect that the abandoned son who was in Fengcheng at the beginning now has such prestige in Qishan Academy, one of the three major academies of the Martial Kingdom today.

Kang Yan looked at Wen Qingye and couldn't help muttering: "It's also a freshman, this Wen Qingye is really good, but if he wants to win today, I'm afraid it's impossible."

Xia Moyu looked at Wen Qingye's figure standing in the ring, and a strong unwillingness surged in his heart, one day, I, Xia Moyu, will also stand in the high ring, let others cheer for me, and scream crazy for me.

Yan Xiangyang watched the people around him cheering for Wen Qingye at this time, especially many female students from Nanshan, and his heart suddenly became a little unhappy.

Wen Qingye saw Yan Xiangyang coming, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Xiangyang looked at Wen Qingye and said slowly: "Wen Qingye, I didn't expect you to really dare to come up, I admire your courage."

Wen Qingye chuckled and said, "You are not a desolate beast, even if you are a desolate beast, it's not like I haven't seen it, what are you afraid of?"

Yan Xiangyang raised his head, "Wen Qingye, you are really arrogant enough, now I will give you a chance to roll down from the ring by yourself, I can let you go"

As soon as Yan Xiangyang's words were finished, a sighing voice sounded around him.

Ren Hua looked at Yan Xiangyang and said, "Today, if Wen Qingye wants to win, I'm afraid there is not much hope."

Wei Qiutong nodded in agreement, "Well, Yan Xiangyang's strength is still very good, the second master in Nanshan, even I may not be able to beat her."

Many freshmen were cheering for Wen Qingye, although they also knew that Wen Qingye's hope of winning today was slim.

The old student watched Wen Qingye compete with Yan Xiangyang, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, finally someone could come out to stop this new student, if a new student was allowed to win again and again in the Four Mountains Huiwu, their old student's face would not be able to hang up.

After Yan Xiangyang finished speaking, he pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist, and a light like mercury was reflected in front of everyone's eyes.

Yan Xiangyang's domineering words, the whole body exuded a throbbing heroic spirit, and many female students in the audience cursed in a low voice, and the sound waves gradually rose, like waves on the tide.

Yan Xiangyang's face also turned red, his eyes narrowed slightly, listening to the angry scolding around him, he hated Wen Qingye even more in his heart.

At this time, everyone saw Wen Qingye's palm stretched out, and the surrounding noise stopped abruptly.

The screaming female students and the freshmen from other mountains also stopped the hustle and bustle and quietly watched the warm night sunshine in the ring.

This scene made Yan Xiangyang's brows furrow even deeper.

Yan Xiangyang understands what the appearance of this scene means that the prestige has reached a certain level in order to complete this, and if he is any other person and imitates Wen Qingye's actions, he is afraid that what he will get will be a merciless scolding and ridicule.

Wen Qingye squinted at Yan Xiangyang and said, "Why did you let me get out of the ring? Do you have that strength?"

Yan Xiangyang saw a hint of mockery in Wen Qingye's eyes, and couldn't help but say angrily: "I'll tell you now, whether I have that strength or not!

After Yan Xiangyang finished speaking, his footsteps stepped forward violently, and his chaotic footwork quickly attacked Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye saw Yan Xiangyang attacking him, and he couldn't help but flutter his clothes, like a graceful butterfly, flying lightly and smartly, his black hair flew back, his clothes swept up, and the whole person retreated to the side.

"Want to hide?" Yan Xiangyang sneered.

The sword in Yan Xiangyang's hand burst out with an extreme light, as if it was like a match, reflected in the entire sun, and the whole person turned into pieces of afterimages and attacked Wen Qingye.

Yan Xiangyang's sword emitted a scorching glow, and the hot waves of qi continued to discharge, as if the air was about to burn.

The faces of the people around changed their faces, six-grade martial arts, flame swordsmanship!

This sword is definitely not to be underestimated, and the power is so powerful that some old students are secretly discolored, and their hearts are terrified.

Wen Qingye knew that he couldn't dodge, so he couldn't help but pull out the Gu Yue Sword behind him.

"Cangchang!"

"Spirit snake into dragon!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand stabbed forward violently, pieces of golden light flashed, and the sword body made a cracking and trembling sound, like a dragon groaning, a huge and thick giant python appeared, and in the sunlight, huge golden scales shone brightly.

The giant python stabbed towards Yan Xiangyang violently, and where the giant python passed, the surrounding vitality erupted into a roaring sound.

Suddenly, the giant python's swept body, as if it had penetrated the air, and then sent out a little ripple in the aftermath of the air, and the ripples continued to spread into the distance, and the entire giant python actually stretched out four claws and turned into a huge dragon.

Everyone watched the sword qi that slowly turned into a dragon, and their expressions were shocked!

The scorching sun finally collided with the dragon flying in the sky, and a dazzling light appeared, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and then took a few steps back.

Then, everyone felt a huge roar, and the aftermath of the explosion began to spread, floating into the distance layer by layer.

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