"Whoosh-"

After a few minutes of confrontation, Luo Hui was no longer willing to wait, and he once again took the lead in attacking!

But this time, he has already taken out the most powerful move - the "Nine Rings Swallowing the Sky" swordsmanship, Nine Rings Swallowing the Sky!

This time, while the Xuanwolf Demon Sword stabbed rapidly, it shook delicately in the air, and the rapidly shaking sword light actually drew nine sword flowers in the air, spreading out, forming nine "garlands" in the shape of nine roses.

The demon sword continued to stab forward rapidly, and the strength of the shaking immediately increased, and in an instant, the nine "rose garlands" were connected together in the air, forming a huge sword "rose", covering the front and top of Tie Meng's head, and devouring Tie Meng overwhelmingly!

——This is the mystery of the "Nine Rings Swallowing the Sky" swordsmanship!

Everything is in an instant, everything is the illusion of the sword, everything is illusory, but any point can kill people, at the very least, it can deeply hurt people's body, and even the origin!

Everything depends on the physical strength and swordsmanship cultivation of the swordsman, without the injection of spiritual power, without the integration of a trace of ability, without a trace of mental power, but it is a full "Nine Rings Swallowing the Sky"!

"Ahh

The people below were all shocked, they never thought that Luo Hui would use such a killing weapon in the skill competition with his classmates!

Tie Meng is in danger!

The four girls, including Fuxia, instantly raised their hearts to their throats. However, in the blink of an eye, they could not have helped at all.

In the center below the Ninth Ring -

Tie Meng raised his eyes to see that the huge nine-ring shaped "rose" had already poured in, Tie Meng knew deeply the power of the nine rings, and if he used spiritual power, it would be effortless to crack it, but now he couldn't use it, Tie Meng could only raise the ice sword high, and instantly danced the ice sword like a wheel, in a white sword light, it was embarrassing to block the falling nine-ring grid!

And the only thing that Tie Meng can use is physical energy!

In an instant, the ice sword in Tie Meng's hand was already dancing faster and faster, bringing up an ice-colored sword flower. However, beads of sweat had already seeped out of Tie Meng's sideburns in an instant.

Luo Hui couldn't help but be proud, as long as he increased his strength and danced the Xuanwolf Demon Sword a little faster, he would be able to suppress Tie Meng's ice sword, as long as the nine rings fell, Tie Meng naturally and voluntarily admitted to the gamble and surrendered, and he immediately showed his face, and the name of "Sword God" would be more consolidated in the future. And Fuxia's pair of beautiful eyes will definitely fall on her in the future.

All people's attention fell on the nine rings, but no one noticed that under the block of Tie Meng's raised arm, at the place of the "Four Xuan Veins", suddenly a white star shone suddenly, and disappeared in an instant.

- That's the dark energy that is quietly stirring up and infusing Tie Meng's arm!

Dark energy is not spiritual power, nor is it an abnormal ability, so Tie Meng's use of it is actually in line with the rules announced by Du Ju, however, most of the people sitting in the audience are inclined to Luo Hui, and any of his own abnormalities may be exaggerated by them and create something out of nothing, Tie Meng is unwilling to be misunderstood and blamed by them for any reason, so he ensures that absolutely no one sees it.

"Uhhh

In an instant, the speed of the ice sword in Tie Meng's hand exceeded 100 times per second, which was very rare in the competition of pure physical energy-and in fact, it was the "just right" of dark energy, and with the improvement of the strength of this moment, Tie Meng violently threw out the essence of the Spirit Snake's Seven Absolute Sword Techniques-

An ice-colored sword flower, suddenly thicker and thicker and rising into a vast round cold moon, the "moonlight" erupted out and fought against the nine-ring rose, in the center of the cold moon, an icy "snake letter" suddenly spat out, it actually pierced the nine-ring, a little cold light upward, the sword edge has arrived, in an instant, the tips of the two swords were steadily stabbed together, in the crisp impact sound, the nine-ring rose, Leng Yuejun quickly dissolved and drifted away, and the tips of the two swords stabbed together fiercely and provoked a little spark. It can be clearly seen that Tie Meng's sword is stronger, and the ice sword will never bend, but Luo Hui's sword blade has been bent and deformed in an instant when it has been oppressed, and it has almost become a "curved bow".

"Whoosh-"

In an instant, Tie Meng's ice sword took advantage of this gap and fell rapidly, and a cold light, the tip of the cold sword had already firmly touched the center of Luo Hui's eyebrows!

On the opposite side was Tie Meng's cold eyes, and on the opposite side of Tie Meng was Luo Hui's flushed face that rose from surprise and incomprehension and disbelief, the eyes were staring at the boss, and his mouth was wide open, and he could barely close it anymore!

"Huh!"

Tie Meng withdrew the ice sword.

——Between lightning flashes, victory or defeat is instantaneous!

"Good ——!"

There was a small burst of cheers below—naturally, four of the girls were the highest, and a few sparse applause.

Du Ju immediately climbed over the soft rope of the fence and entered the arena, and said, "Luo Hui, you lost, are you willing to admit defeat?"

"I, willingly!"

A cold sentence, too much, not a word.

In fact, Luo Hui didn't even know how he lost.

"Alas!"

sighed softly, I don't know which person who supported Luo Hui who was bent on watching Tie Meng's jokes made it out in the audience.

This voice was so terrifying, like a knife, slashing at Luo Hui's heart.

He is not afraid of failure, he is most afraid of the eyes of others, he is most afraid of losing the nickname of "Sword God" from now on, and he is most afraid that he will no longer be the first swordsman in the Red Ni Sect.

He would rather not have his life than this.

He'd gotten used to it all these years, but now, he didn't.

He felt cold, sad, hopeless, and even grief. And until now, he is still puzzled: how was he, the "sword god", defeated, and how was he defeated?

The discussion was over, and people were returning to the classrooms one after another.

There was silence.

Everyone was reviewing their own large space techniques, or thinking about their own thoughts, but the scene just now was impossible for anyone to forget in a short period of time.

Cao Yu also came in, and he actually knew about these things that happened among the students, but as the chief teacher, he simply ignored these things, so he simply pretended not to know, and guided the students to practice the large space method from table to table.

However, he always glanced at Luo Hui's table from time to time, and that sad and pretended calm face always aroused a trace of pity in him - he knew that his self-esteem was extremely strong, and he must not be able to stand this.

But, at last, he restrained himself and didn't go to the table to talk to him.

At this moment, perhaps only time is the best "medicine" to change all this