When Tiedun lifted Zhao Feilong, who was frozen into a popsicle, down, Song Qingyi's face was very exciting, and he was very angry that he hated iron and steel. It stands to reason that although Chen Sisi's magic is powerful and a series of ice attribute magic is extremely sharp, Zhao Feilong will never be so unbearable. This guy is obsessed with sex, don't even use the White Tiger Kill, but he can't do anything.

Song Qingyi kicked twice on the popsicle and said: "Being frozen into a popsicle, now happy? If you want to please a girl, the biggest magic weapon is to conquer her with strong power." ”

Everyone woke up Zhao Feilong with all their hands, shivering from the cold, but their faces were full of smiles. Song Qingyi couldn't help but slap him again: "Laugh at the fart, you have lost, and you still have a smile." ”

"You know. Seeing the worry on Sisi's face behind you? This kind of happiness is not something that a straight man like you can understand. ”

"You're a happy fart, you're a loser, and our good situation is in jeopardy. We lost the third game because of you idiot, and let the opponent get match point. ”

"What's the point of losing, as long as I'm happy, I'm happy to give him the whole world. ”

Qing Yu also looked at Zhao Feilong a little depressed, completely unable to overlap him with the image of the resolute young man who used to share hardships with him, and now he is completely a nymphomania.

This event was organized by Song Qingyi, and it contained a lot of his hard work. He organized this event just to win and establish his invincible reputation among the new students.

He patted Qing Yu on the shoulder and said, "There are two more games, fortunately, Lao Tzu called you here for insurance." There are also two magicians on the other side, both of whom are very strong existences. One is Guo Feng, and the other is Gong Jiu. I'll deal with Guo Feng, and that Gong Jiu will be left to you. Gotta win!"

Song Qingyi jumped into the arena and got into the ring. His opponent Guo Feng Shi Ran walked up, he was a very handsome boy, holding a magic wand in his hand, inlaid with three gemstones, red, yellow and blue. On the white magic robe, there are also several charms, which are not ordinary decorations, but magic props.

Guo Feng's family is also a business family, and he has a certain status in the business alliance, which is too easy for him. He pouted and said, "Hey, why did you come up, do you want to be a corporal to a corporal? Even then it's useless, we only need to win one game." ”

"I'll talk about winning first. "Song Qingyi hated Zhao Feilong to death.

Guo Feng also grew up in Chang'an, and his uncle Guo Ming is not only the vice president of the Star Academy, but also the cardinal of the Creation God Sect, and actually manages the Star Academy on behalf of the Creation God Sect.

The status of the cardinal is higher than that of ordinary marquises, and as Guo Ming's nephew, he can also be regarded as the son-in-law in the aristocratic circle, and his talent is quite good.

He knows Song Qingyi too well, and among the entire Chang'an aristocratic sons, those of the same age dare to say that they can win him no more than one hand. He is also a strong man in the son's circle, but he is still a little powerless to face Song Qingyi.

Guo Feng majored in divine arts, and also studied divine magic. According to his idea, he only wanted to practice divine magic.

Divine magic, an important branch of divine magic, has a strong restraint against the dark line. The priests of the Creation God Cult, in addition to mastering divine arts, have more or less some divine magic.

Things like divine purification, exorcism, etc., are all compulsory courses for pastors.

The magic staff in his hand is actually a dual purpose for magic and magic, with this staff, his casting speed can be as fast as 20%, the power is 30% larger, and there is also a touch-type defensive magic attached.

"Guo Feng, you better step down by yourself, do you want me to do it?"

"Fart! You Song Qingyi is powerful, but I, Guo Feng, am not afraid of you. Let's take my trick first. ”

Cross Slash!

This is the basic magic of divine magic, just like the fire bullet technique of the fire type and the earth arrow technique of the earth type. However, the cross slash is very sharp, and only the Wind Blade and Lightning can compete with him in attack.

Song Qingyi's sword that was hidden somewhere appeared in his hand, and with a single pick of the long sword, he accurately slashed the cross and flew away. The audience cheered, because Song Qingyi's performance just now was too exciting.

Whether it's a mage or a priest, they're not good at close combat. What Song Qingyi had to do was to paste it, and Guo Feng was also very clear that after adding layers of defensive shields on his body, he kept wandering and releasing magic attacks.

Qing Yu looked up in the audience and watched seriously, counting how many first-level magic Guo Feng had released. Guo Feng is worthy of being a genius, he casts spells extremely fast, and only casts first-level magic. Dense and dense, one after the other. Magic like the cross slash is not a great threat to the current Song Qingyi, but he doesn't dare to slack off.

The iron pier squatted on the ground, a black lump, like a dog and a bear.

"Qing Yu, this little white face is very powerful, Tsing Yi can't take him down at once. ”

Xuanyuan Qingyu shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Tsing Yi will win soon." Although Guo Feng is very good, he still lacks experience, and he wants to fight big with a small one, but he has exhausted his magic alive, and now he can't even use a third-order magic. ”

Sure enough, within three minutes, Guo Feng ran out of magic and took the initiative to raise his hand to admit defeat.

Song Qingyi laughed, he won back this game and pushed the game to the last round. Three to three, the final battle is the key. At this time, those who did not understand the situation were cheering, and those who understood the situation frowned.

On the side of the Martial Arts Branch, the reason for locking the eyebrows was that he knew that even the strongest Song Qingyi was out of the game, and there was still one last game left, who would he send to deal with Gong Jiu?

On the side of the Magic and Divine Branches, they didn't believe that Song Qingyi would have no backhand. Even someone as strong as him can't make the finale, so the person in this finale must be stronger, and Gong Jiu has an opponent.

Gong Jiu, surnamed Gong, ranked ninth among his peers, and was named Jiu. He was an orphan, raised by his grandparents, and his family was an ordinary family. Grandpa is just a guard captain in a city in the south of the Yangtze River, and his uncles are also small clerks.

Gong Jiu is a thunder and wind double line, with outstanding talent, and originally applied for the first magic academy of the Tang Dynasty. He also had a letter of recommendation from a high-ranking magician and successfully signed up. However, on the first day of registration, he had a conflict with a gentleman disciple, got into a big fight, and seriously injured the gentleman disciple and was immediately expelled. He only came to Xingchen Academy with him, and he kept holding his breath in his heart.

He lifted the gray magic robe, walked into the ring steadily, and his eyes searched the side of the Martial Arts Branch, he was looking forward to a new opponent, I hope he is strong.

After standing on the arena for a full seven or eight minutes, he still didn't see anyone from the Martial Arts Branch coming up to the stage, and he was a little impatient. His eyes were like lightning, and there was a hint of anger: "Which classmate from the Martial Arts Branch came to teach?"

Song Qingyi is still trying his best to persuade Qing Yu to come to power. Qing Yu is not hypocritical, but he really doesn't want to go on stage. He is not used to training against a person who is not as strong as himself, so it is easy to get killed.

Qing Yu still agreed to go up, and after taking a few steps, he walked out of the crowd of the Martial Arts Branch, and said as he walked: "Hunting and fighting department, Xuanyuan Qing Yu." ”

Seven words, like gold.

On the weapon rack next to the arena, he took down the ten-stone standard bow and a pot of arrows, a total of thirteen.

The hunting department has always been small in number, but it is very sought-after, especially in the army, so the strongest hunting department is often found in the Imperial Warrior Academy or the Military Officer Academy. There are also other colleges, but the number of students is generally small.

In the team fighting, the hunting system is mostly a deterrent existence, especially the so-called demon hunter. It is also called the mage nemesis by some good people.

There are no outstanding people in this year's hunting department, this is the consensus of almost all the freshmen of the Star Academy.

"Who is this person? Hunting and warfare? Could it be that Song Qingyi wants to make a dangerous move?"

Many people in the audience were whispering.

The moment Qing Yu held the ten-stone bow in his hand, Gong Jiu's eyes narrowed, and he felt a strong uneasiness. He took a deep breath to dispel the uneasiness, and began to recite the incantation.

Both the Mage and the Hunter are ranged attackers, and the Hunter has a longer range, which is his greatest advantage. Both also have the same weakness, which is the general melee weakness. And when the magician meets the hunter, there is some incomprehension, standing at a distance to fight, the attack distance is not as good as the hunting warrior, if it is close, the hunter is also a warrior, and the close hand-to-hand combat is better than the magician.

It is precisely because of these two points that the hunters have the reputation of the nemesis of magicians, and even the military organized a special operations unit called demon hunting, which caused the demons to suffer heavy losses.

Gong Jiu is not a flower in a greenhouse, he has gone through hardships along the way. He had also fought a few battles with the hunters, and he had some experience, and after driving away the uneasiness, he actively prepared for the battle.

After applying two defensive shields to himself, he condensed two cyan wind blades, held them with both hands, and threw them lightly. Several wind blades flew like dandelions.

Qing Yu can also use the magic of the Wind Blade, but now it can't be used. His feet were wrong, and he ran around the edge of the arena, pulling his bow as he ran, and swishing! Three arrows shot at Gong Jiu in a zigzag shape.

Gong Jiu didn't dodge, he wanted to try the strength of the Qingyu arrow, knowing this and knowing the other, in order to win a hundred battles. The thunder and wind magic were almost defenseless, and he could only use the most basic magic shield.