In the wide martial arts arena, the sound of killing continued to resound, and between the intersection of swords, bursts of light burst out, and from a distance, it looked like a starry sky twinkling at night.

With the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer people in the battlefield, and in less than half an hour, the battlefield that was originally close to two hundred people is now only forty or fifty people, and among these forty or fifty people, the Lingwu Academy accounts for more than ten, and there are still thirty or forty students left in the outer city.

In the crowd, Zhao Xiaoyi looked coldly at Wang Shuo on the stage, around him, because he had just defeated Ge Hong, therefore, no one came to stop him directly, and let him go to Wutai little by little.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoyi coming to Wutai, Wang Shuo didn't let anyone stop him, his original intention was to kill Zhao Xiaoyi, so naturally he wouldn't mind Zhao Xiaoyi taking the initiative to send him to the door.

"Brother, why don't you take me with you!" Just as Zhao Xiaoyi was about to step on the steps of Wutai, a figure came out of the crowd, and Zuihou paused next to him.

The person who came was a young man in blue, looking at his age, he was similar to Zhao Xiaoyi, but his aura fluctuated, but he had the strength of a third-order martial artist, and it seemed that not all of them were mediocre in the outer city school.

"Okay! together!" On the stage are Wang Shuo and Feng Ying, the strongest existence in the Lingwu Academy, Zhao Xiaoyi is indeed a little tricky to deal with alone, if someone helps, he will naturally not refuse.

"Heh, my name is Kong Zheng, seeing that your strength is good just now, then Feng Ying will be handed over to you, Wang Shuo, I'll come, up!" The young man in blue smiled slightly, but he didn't have any fear of running into Wang Shuo and Feng Ying, and when the words fell, he didn't procrastinate, and jumped up on the martial platform.

Zhao Xiaoyi shook his head helplessly, and then followed.

"Heh, are there two, since they are here, let's stay!" Looking at Zhao Xiaoyi and the two who swept up the martial arts, Wang Shuo smiled sarcastically, and then put down his hands behind his back.

"Boy, the strength is good, no wonder Wang Shuo wants to kill you, but if you want to grab the flag, I think it's almost there. Feng Ying also lowered his hands at this time, he stared at Zhao Xiaoyi in front of him, and said with a faint smile.

"Yes, can you grab it, don't you know if you try it!" Zhao Xiaoyi's mouth raised slightly, and when the words fell, his face was cold, and he didn't talk nonsense, his body swept towards Feng Ying like lightning, "Do it!"

Zhao Xiaoyi took the lead, and Kong Zheng next to him did not hesitate, stepped on his feet, and brutally swept towards Wang Shuo.

"Heh, the real confrontation begins. On the rostrum, looking at Zhao Xiaoyi and Feng Ying fighting, the middle-aged man next to the dean smiled with interest at this time.

"Well, the courage is not small, and he dares to fight against the second-level soul master with the strength of a first-level soul master, but I don't know how many rounds he can last. The dean stroked the silver beard on his chin, and said with a smile at this time, being able to break out of the crowd and rush to Wutai is enough to show that Zhao Xiaoyi and the two are not ordinary, but it is still a little difficult to defeat Wang Shuo and Feng Ying, after all, Feng Ying is a second-level soul master, even if the strength of martial arts cultivation is much stronger than Zhao Xiaoyi.

"Lord Dean, you are all veterans, don't you understand, you can't just look at the surface, he can defeat a second-order martial artist with a fourth-order martial artist, maybe he can defeat a second-order soul master with a first-order soul master, wait and see!" The middle-aged man tasted the fragrant tea, and said again.

"Hopefully he can. The dean's deep eyes flickered, he hoped that Zhao Xiaoyi could defeat Feng Ying, so that he could feel that he could cultivate Zhao Xiaoyi.

In the stands, the eyes of countless people converged on the competition platform at this time, and the strength of those who could rush to the competition platform must be unusual, and then, facing Wang Shuo and Feng Ying, I don't know what the performance of those two people will be.

Bang! On the competition platform, as soon as Zhao Xiaoyi and Feng Ying fought, they started a fierce fight, and the sharp sword fell towards Feng Ying, but Feng Ying's speed was not ordinary, and every time he cleverly dodged, and Zhao Xiaoyi's swordsmanship was sharp, and Feng Ying wanted to succeed immediately, but it was still a little difficult.

"Heh, I said how can I defeat Ge Hong, it turns out that he is also a soul master, which is a bit interesting. Feng Ying's figure took a few steps back, his footsteps paused, he smiled solemnly, just facing Feng Ying's speed, Zhao Xiaoyi naturally released his spiritual power, and at such a distance, Feng Ying was obviously able to find out.

"What's the matter, are you afraid?" Zhao Xiaoyi looked at Feng Ying coldly, and said lightly, this was the first time he had fought with a soul master, and a few simple moves also made him know that this Feng Ying was indeed not easy to deal with.

"Scared, heh, I, Feng Ying, don't know how to write the words I'm afraid of for so many years!" Hearing this, Feng Ying sneered, and then looked at Zhao Xiaoyi's gaze became sharp.

"Then I'll let you know today. The cold voice fell, Zhao Xiaoyi did not hesitate any longer, and the long sword in his hand was slowly raised.

Just as he was about to rush towards Feng Ying, Feng Ying's eyes flickered at this time, and Zhao Xiaoyi felt that a spiritual ripple spread to this side.

Feeling this scene, Zhao Xiaoyi frowned slightly, Feng Ying's spiritual power was stronger than him, if he was hit this time, there would inevitably be a short loss of consciousness, and this short time would make Feng Ying seize the opportunity.

Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and the same spiritual power greeted him, and then he didn't stop, and the long sword in his hand continued to slash forward.

There was no sound, but everyone knew that this was Feng Ying's spiritual attack, although Feng Ying's spiritual power was much stronger than Zhao Xiaoyi's, but Zhao Xiaoyi's spiritual power and the double resistance of the long sword finally shattered the invisible spiritual ripples.

And before Zhao Xiaoyi could react, the ripples just shattered, but Feng Ying's body moved, and he rushed towards Zhao Xiaoyi like a ghost.

The fist glowing with a rich gray light brought a slight sound of breaking wind, and smashed down on Zhao Xiaoyi's face fiercely.

Bang! Zhao Xiaoyi's reflection was not slow, the long sword in his hand was horizontal, blocking in front of him, blocking Feng Ying's blow, but the concussive force made Zhao Xiaoyi's arm numb, and his body retreated.

"Although you are also a soul master, you are still a lot worse than me, so let's go back and practice for another two years!" Feng Ying sneered, his right arm poked out of his sleeve robe, and his figure forced Zhao Xiaoyi again.

Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes became slightly red, and he was shocked by Feng Ying, he did not have any fear, but a battle intent rose from his body, the long sword in his hand shook, and with the surge of vitality, the trace of thunder and lightning was also wrapped around like a spiritual snake, and with a wave of his arms, the flickering cold sword blade slashed towards Feng Ying.

Feng Ying's speed is not slow, and his technique is quite weird, although he didn't dare to take Zhao Xiaoyi's sword hard, but with the strength of the spiritual power of the second-level soul master, his body swimming, he actually forced Zhao Xiaoyi's sharp and tricky sword rays away, and several times seized the opportunity to attack with spiritual power, which also caught Zhao Xiaoyi a little off guard.

"Get out of here!" With a palm slapping away the long sword in Zhao Xiaoyi's hand, Feng Ying's eyes flashed, and his powerful spiritual power overwhelmed Zhao Xiaoyi.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly controlled his mental power to resist, and then the long sword also slashed out, but Feng Ying's speed was extremely fast, and when Zhao Xiaoyi had just broken through his spiritual power, Feng Ying's figure had already swept again, and under Zhao Xiaoyi's surprise, the palm print slapped at his chest.

Zhao Xiaoyi hurriedly flashed to the side, but it was too late, although his chest was avoided, Feng Ying's palm print was still imprinted on his shoulder.

A heart-piercing pain spread across his body, and Zhao Xiaoyi's figure was also shocked and retreated, but when he paused, he didn't pay attention to Feng Ying in front of him, but turned around and grabbed the colored flag in the back.