There should be a connection between the two pieces of bamboo. A lean young man with big eyes and dark skin looked at the bamboo piece in his hand, on which was a name he was unusually familiar with during this time: Wang Yun.

"Heh, the Soul Keeper, a little brush, it seems that I defeated a weak chicken in the Water Spirit Palace in the morning. He swept his gaze and looked at the location of the Water Spirit Palace.

Wang Yun raised his head and met his gaze. Then, I saw that the young man opposite made a provocative gesture of wiping his neck.

Wang Yun was speechless for a while.

After a while, as Zheng Wanshi's words fell, the two teenagers whose names were called walked onto the stage, facing each other from a distance, and the battle was about to break out.

No one shouted "start", and the two teenagers on the stage were not people who talked much, they looked at each other, and the two fought, just as the so-called time on the stage was the beginning of the battle.

"The one who is shorter is from the Golden Spirit Palace, and this time it is ranked ninth in the Golden Spirit Palace. Next to Wang Yun's ears, Zhang Wenyu's explanation came at the right time, and he had already mastered the results of the Spirit Palace in the morning.

Wang Yun looked at the battle between the two on the stage and nodded, as for the other teenager, Wang Yun, who was mixed in the Fire Spirit Palace, was very familiar with it, it was a teenager ranked after Yuan Yinqing, if I remember correctly, it should be surnamed Li.

The battle between the two ended quickly, and at this stage, the battle did not have so many complicated changes, especially for two spirits who were known for their lethality, defeating the opponent was often in an instant. However, the desire to win in battle was still shown by these teenagers.

The arm and abdomen of the young man surnamed Li were cut by the opponent's spirit sword several times, especially the wound in the abdomen, there were already signs of bleeding, in this case, he insisted on releasing the second fireball, and pressed the second fireball on the opponent's head, and the latter's fall to the ground was so logical.

Wang Yun watched the tragic two people under the cover of Zheng Wanshi's soft light, one gradually stopped the bleeding, and the other faded in blackness, although he was not jumping around immediately, but at least he could walk off the dueling platform alone, and understood why he presided over the seat battle.

"Culture, come on. In the camp of the Fire Spirit Palace, another teenager came out of the crowd, and Wang Yun patted Zhang Wenyu on the shoulder, looking forward to his performance.

Zhang Wenyu nodded, walked to the front of the stage and jumped, easily boarding the stage, the spear behind his back did not affect his movements at all.

"Looks like you're not so lucky, you ran into me. Sure enough, as Wang Yun expected, after Zhang Wenyu came to power, he couldn't wait to start provoking his opponent.

When the young man who was half a head shorter than Zhang Wenyu heard this, his face showed disdain, "Just now someone told me that you are only ranked ninth in the Water Spirit Palace, I really don't know how you have the courage to come to the stage, learn from the few in front of you, there is nothing wrong with being a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

"It seems that little brother, you are also well-informed, you already know my ranking, we are fellow believers. And you are ranked ninth in the Fire Spirit Palace, such a fateful thing, I will be a little lighter later. Regarding the trash talk before the war, Zhang Wenyu, who thinks he has learned a lot from Wang Yun, is not afraid at all, and even has a little expectation.

"No, it's not trash talk, this is called attacking the heart, Brother Yun summed it up appropriately. Zhang Wenyu defined his behavior in his heart.

The word "put ......" behind the young man was still stuck in his throat, and Zhang Wenyu was already approaching quickly. Seeing this, the young man didn't care that the 'fart' was stuck in his throat, he calmed his breath, and when Zhang Wenyu was still two steps away from him, he successfully evoked a fire on his right hand and threw it towards Zhang Wenyu.

The young man is not stupid, the close-quarters martial artist is not what he can parry with ease at present, more things are better than less, and he won't do things that overturn in the gutter.

However, although he is not stupid, he ignores the uprightness of his opponent, or tiger.

Zhang Wenyu crossed his arms, did not dodge, and stepped forward, stood still with his left leg, and kicked the young man directly with a powerful kick with his right leg.

Although the soaring teenager was incomprehensible to Zhang Wenyu's behavior of not dodging, it did not prevent him from enduring the pain in his chest and throwing out the fireball in his hand.

At such a close distance, the fast-moving fireball did not give Zhang Wenyu time to dodge, and it was also hit in the chest.

There was a flash of joy on the young man's face, although the pain in his chest was still there, although he was still flying, although he regretted not throwing a fireball at Zhang Wenyu who rushed straight forward, but this did not prevent him from showing a victor's smile now.

What is the spirit formula, that is, even if the fireball of the first stage is smashed on a mortal, it can cause great damage, and it is common for serious injuries to be cured. Even if you take the body of a spirit, it doesn't taste good, and it is easy to lose the ability to resist, which is why the first-grade fire spirit disciple is strong.

However, the expected picture did not appear, and the teenager who landed, with an unbelievable look on his face, ushered in the second wave of Zhang Wenyu's blow.

With a 'bang', the young man was punched in the chest by Zhang Wenyu again.

Before Zhang Wenyu's second punch fell, the young man hurriedly choked: "Cough, I, I admit defeat." ”

The fist stopped three inches from the boy's chest, standing still. The young man looked at this scene, stared at Zhang Wenyu's obvious chest, and swallowed, "Are you okay?"

Outside the field, all the students were also surprised, they were hit by a fireball, but it had no effect, Zhang Wenyu's performance really puzzled everyone.

Wang Yun shook his head secretly, "What's this, that's the case when he was wailing in the cave, not to mention that he is already in the realm of perfection now." ”

Everyone outside the arena was surprised by Zhang Wenyu's tolerance, only Liang Luojia in front of Wang Yun had a slightly puzzled look, but immediately took the lead in applauding.

Listening to the cheers of the Water Spirit Palace, Zhang Wenyu's expression was flying, and he said as if floating in the clouds: "What did you say?"

The boy was ashamed, quickly got up, and jumped off the stage in a gloomy manner.

Zhang Wenyu bowed in the direction of the Water Spirit Palace to express his gratitude, and the arrogance of this victor made the sporadic applause stop immediately.

Wang Yun took two steps forward and jumped on the stage, "Good fight." However, this joy can be shared with them when they get the top ten. ”

Zhang Wenyu smiled and walked off the stage. It seems that the chest is somewhat affected.

It is worthy of being a spirit palace with a large number of participants, Zhang Wenyu just sent away a fire spirit, and Wang Yun ushered in a golden spirit on his side.

These days, Wang Yun has the least contact with the Jinling Palace, except for Wang Shangde, who met on the first trip to the Zhixing Tower, there are very few others who can be named, not to mention the lean boy standing in front of him.

Seeing that Wang Yun had already taken the stage, the other party also walked out of the team, made a small jump, and came to the stage.

He took two steps closer to Wang Yun, shook his neck after standing still, and said in a relaxed tone: "It seems that I am lucky." ”

"Well, what?" Wang Yun was very cooperative.

The young man shook his legs again, "When you meet a weak chicken, can you be unlucky, a battle for nothing." In other words, which weak chicken in your Spirit Palace did you defeat to qualify for the battle?"

With a hint of a smile on his face, Wang Yun replied politely: "Qi Shiquan, do you know each other?"

"Hmm~" The boy responded in a nasal voice, "I thought I was terrible if I mastered a martial art, and it was okay to bluff people." ”

Seeing that the young man's demeanor was becoming more and more wanton, Wang Yun asked at the right time, "That, Brother Ye, who took your name, it's just right." ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, his name was indeed a little unique, and some people had mentioned it, but it was just right to say that this was the first time he had heard of it, so he was puzzled: "I am the fourth generation of the Qiongyao Mountain Ye family, the page word generation, because I was born in the night, so my grandfather took a night word." What's the right place?"

Looking at the young man opposite looking up proudly, Wang Yun shook his head, "This is not just right, you see, if there is one word missing, how should your father, your grandfather, and even your family call you." If it takes a few more nights, this rhythm, you see if my legs are showing signs of being uncontrollable, are about to shake. ”

Ye Ye Ye was not stupid, he accepted the other party's ridicule as much as he could, and he didn't even need to think about it to understand the meaning, he was instantly furious, "Wang Yun! You dare to make fun of my name! I think you are looking for death, you wait to be carried down today!"

Along with his cruel words, there was a spirit sword with the symbol of the Golden Spirit. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed straight to Wang Yun, and the expression on his face seemed to have regarded Wang Yun as a heinous person.

The Golden Spirit is an opponent that Wang Yun and Zhang Wenyu, who are used to hand-to-hand combat and speak with their fists and feet, are not very willing to face, mainly because of the sharpness of the spirit sword, which is really difficult to deal with, as the so-called sword has no eyes.

And this is also the topic that the two talked about when they chatted later: when they were wailing in the cave, they could kill Xu Zijia, it was really the right time and place, and if there was a slight mistake, they were the ones who were in a different place. Even now, Zhang Wenyu didn't understand what was going on with the whirring wind in the dark cave at that time, and Wang Yun's speed could explode again?

Wang Yun is not stupid, against the Golden Spirit, if he has no weapons, it is not self-confidence, it is stupid. He quickly pulled out from his crotch, no, it was the big sword from his back, and he stepped forward to meet the rapidly falling spirit sword.

With a 'bang', the two swords intersected, and Wang Yun's arm was full of green tendons, and he stubbornly held the falling spirit sword. He clenched his teeth, and the force from the big sword told him that the strength of the lean young man in front of him was not as weak as he looked, but full of power.

The spirit sword was lifted lightly in Ye Yeye's hand, and before Wang Yun could react, the force from the big sword was light, and the spirit sword was quickly raised and slashed again.

Wang Yun's arm was numb, and the big sword in his hand almost came out of his hand, but fortunately, the cultivation of the past few days made him very familiar with the weapons in his hand, and he gritted his teeth and held it firmly in his hand.

Wang Yun was like a piece of iron that had been forged, and before he could adapt to the rhythm of the craftsman in front of him, he had already made a wrong move and fell into a disadvantage in the battle with Ye Yeye.

Compared with the white and tender Wang Yun, the dark-skinned Ye Yeye really looked like an apprentice of iron, coupled with his slightly hideous expression, the situation of the two suddenly became clear.

Xu is Wang Yun's ridicule was too annoying, Ye Yeye didn't leave his hand at all, and the third attack fell again.

"Hehe, it's really a shame, don't you think that if you beat Qi Shiquan by luck, you really have no one in the State School Palace. ”

"Hey, he's still inexperienced in the enemy, he dares to take the opponent's spirit sword hard, abandon his speed advantage, and his combat experience is really stupid. ”

"Look at Zhang Wenyu, win easily, be with him every day, the difference in strength is still so obvious, I really don't know what ecstasy soup I poured into Zhang Wenyu, I actually called him Brother Yun. ”

"You can't look at it like this, after all, he is participating in the war on behalf of our Spirit Palace, although he has no self-knowledge, but if he loses, it will be a shame for us, and it will make others think that our Water Spirit Palace is all waste below the seven seats, cheer him up." ”

No matter where you are, there will be discordant voices, not to mention the highly competitive Academy. Wang Yun, who occupied the seventh seat in one fell swoop with his talent, nothing else, just the cultivation resources, such as credits, etc., are enough to make people jealous, and as soon as this battle is at a disadvantage, the voices of yin and yang will come one after another.

And on the dueling platform, the spirit sword fell again.