Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Wind of War
When Feng Yi's thunderous shouts resounded in the sky, the entire arena was silent, but a moment later, there were countless uproars, like a tide, almost instantly, all over the audience. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Sure enough, it's a battle of life and death, and there's a good show to watch next. ”
"That's what you said, but do you really think that Feng Yi will abide by the rules? In the name of Feng Zhen, even if he gave that Wang Yan ten guts, he would definitely not dare to really kill him!"
"It's hard to say, that Wang Yan is the first day in the history of the Yunhai Spiritual Academy, and there are many high-level leaders of the Spiritual Academy standing behind him, if you really want to talk about the background, it is not necessarily much worse than Feng Yi. ”
"Then you'll see!"
“......”
On the high platform, the faces of many high-level leaders of the Spirit Academy have changed drastically, and they have heard some rumors before, but they only think that Wang Yan and Feng Yi's appointment battle is an ordinary battle, but now it seems that these two people are completely immortal!
"Everyone, we must stop them, no matter who wins, the consequences are not something we can bear!" Hua Feng suddenly got up, glanced at the upper echelons of the Spirit Academy, and said in a deep voice.
"The old man seconded!" Mu Shi frowned, his old face wrinkled, and he spoke.
"I'm against it!" At this time, nine out of ten of the bigwigs in the city are sitting on the spectator seats, if we forcibly interfere in the affairs of our disciples, we will definitely be criticized in the future, which is extremely detrimental to the reputation of the Spirit Academy!" Lin Tianhuo's eyes showed joy, but his face instantly turned cold.
"If Feng Yi is killed by Wang Yan, do you think Feng Zhen will easily let go of the Spirit Academy?!" Hua Feng also shot back, the Spirit Courtyard is almost gone, and you are still talking about reputation here.
"Ahem, let them settle the fight between juniors, we don't need to interfere. ”
Seeing that the two were arguing, on the middle seat, an old man in a gray robe coughed lightly twice and said in a trembling voice.
Hua Feng's body trembled when he heard this, and his face immediately turned anxious, and said, "Old Huang, this is not appropriate!"
"Needless to say, the old man has his own arrangements, and the dean has an old man to explain. The gray-robed old man's eyelids opened slightly, and he said lightly.
"This ...... Alas, okay!" Hua Feng sighed helplessly, and then turned around and walked to the edge of the high platform, facing the stone platform below, and said loudly: "All disciples listen to the order, the second round of assessment, start now!"
When Hua Feng's voice spread, all the light mask stone platforms had an earth-shattering momentum at the same time, and the battle began!
On the stone platform of the light mask, Feng Yi's eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Wang Yan deadly, and the killing intent in his eyes was no longer concealed in the slightest.
He sneered: "Wang Yan, what's the matter, do you have anything to say now?"
"And the last sentence," the corners of Wang Yan's mouth hooked a playful arc, and his eyes were cold: "I don't know, your father, who is famous in Danyang City, has prepared a coffin for you?"
"Sharp teeth!"
Feng Yi's eyes were cold, and he immediately stepped out suddenly, and suddenly a majestic spiritual power fluctuated, like a wave, rippling from his body.
"Melting Spirit Realm, in three months, you have grown like this?" Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power, Wang Yan's complexion did not change, and he said lightly.
"What a big breath!"
Feng Yi smiled hideously, and with a wave of his big hand, the thick black spiritual power suddenly roared out, turning into several black daggers of spiritual power, and flew towards Wang Yan's vital points like thunder.
"Dingding!"
Wang Yan held his right hand, and the silver spear flashed out, and the powerful spiritual power surging between the spear heads, directly blasted away the several black daggers of spiritual power.
"If that's all you have, that's a disappointment for me. ”
Wang Yan sneered, the spiritual power in his body roared, the silver spear shook, and suddenly the blazing multicolored light erupted, turning into a five- or six-meter-long, bucket-thick multicolored fire dragon, and rushed away at Fengyi with its teeth and claws.
"Groan!"
A dragon's chant spread out, seeping into people's hearts like a demonic sound, making people's minds buzz and their heads split.
"Black Mask!"
However, in the face of such a magical sound, that Fengyi only indulged for a moment before suddenly sobering up, and then between his palms, black spiritual power poured out like a tide, turning into a black light mask, enveloping it in.
"Boom!"
The multicolored fire dragon carried blazing fluctuations, and slammed into the black light mask, and when the earth-shattering sound broke out, the fire dragon directly exploded and opened, turning into a sea of fire in the sky, and suddenly the air boiled, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth was refined into nothingness by its life.
"Haha, Wang Yan, with your little strength, how can I withstand it?!"
Feng Yi laughed, staring at Wang Yan coldly, no matter how the sea of fire in the sky melted, the black light mask was as stable as Mount Tai, and not even the slightest fluctuation appeared.
"That Fengyi's defense...... It's so strong!"
At this time, on the seven light mask stone platforms, earth-shattering battles broke out, and looking at the fierce battles in those light masks, the atmosphere on the spectator seat was also hot.
This final ranking battle is far from being comparable to the first two rounds, and the people who can come to this point are the pride of the entire outer courtyard, coupled with the rich rewards of high rankings, as well as the temptation of various benefits after entering the inner courtyard, it is natural to make it much more intense and elevated again.
And Linglong and Xiong Liu, who were watching the battle, naturally kept an eye on Wang Yan intently, so when the two of them saw that Feng Yi was not afraid of Wang Yan's offensive, their faces were slightly moved.
"As the son of Wind Shock, this Feng Yi must have a lot of treasures on his body to defend himself, but it is not comparable to ordinary Soul Melting Realm monks, and I don't know if Xiao Yanzi can win this battle. Her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and her pretty face showed a little worry.
"Sister-in-law, rest assured, the eldest brother is very strong, and he is very elegant, and there is only one way to rout. Xiong Liu stared at the middle of the field and said with a smile.
Linglong shook her head and didn't reply, although Xiong Liu's expression was full of confidence, she was still a little relieved.
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"This black mask ......"
Wang Yan's eyes condensed slightly, staring at the black light mask outside Feng Yi's body, from there, he sensed a strange fluctuation, which did not seem to be completely composed of spiritual power.
"Since you can't break it, then change to attack less!"
Feng Yi smiled, the black light mask slowly dissipated, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and his figure flashed away, turning into a cyan lightning bolt, which came quickly.
"Devil's Palm!"
Feng Yi laughed fiercely, his right hand slapped out, and suddenly the monstrous black spiritual power roared, and instantly turned into a black giant palm full of lines, slapping at Wang Yan.
"Fire Dragon Thorn!"
In the face of Fengyi's strange and powerful attack, Wang Yan's complexion also changed slightly, and immediately the body of the gun shook, and a colorful fire dragon instantly condensed out, and then hit the black giant palm head-on.
"Bang!"
However, in the next second, the black giant palm suddenly grabbed the dragon neck of the colorful fire dragon, and then slammed it, and suddenly the piercing clicking sound spread wildly, faintly, accompanied by an astonishing fluctuation spread.
"Shattered!"
Feng Yi's face was hideous, and with a loud shout, the black light exploded, and cracks suddenly burst out on the body of the fire dragon, and then it was directly pinched and exploded by it, that fierce scene, like a demon god.
"Jiji, Wang Yan, Ben Shao said a long time ago that it will make you afraid, so next, you can enjoy the feast of death!"