Chapter Seventy-Five: Ring the Bell (Seventh Shift, Keep Flying)
The explosion covered everything, and everyone looked at the smoky battle center, their hearts pounding and smacking. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The battle between these two new disciples is already comparable to the level of the top old disciples in the sect, and even has to win.
"Who wins, exactly?"
The crowd looked eagerly at the center where the smoke had cleared, and a short knife fell into the dirt, eclipsed, and next to the short knife, a young man covered in blood lay there, breathing a little slightly, his eyes struggling to open, and his eyes were bloody.
"Chang Blade!"
Chang Fan in the pavilion clenched the railing violently and gritted his teeth slightly.
"Both lose. ”
Qin Xiao's gaze stopped at the handsome young man in black who fell to the ground, his body stained red with blood, his red lips pursed slightly, and a touch of emotion flashed in his beautiful eyes.
The crowd was in an uproar, no one expected that the final result would be a tie.
Everyone on the top of the mountain looked at each other, and the two were tied, so how could the final result be calculated?
Everyone's eyes were on Elder Hu, who was frowning, and the latter was a little indecisive for a while.
"They don't have the strength to fight, so this number one ......"
Someone started to think carefully, jumped out suddenly, and rushed towards the bronze bell in the center, as long as the bell was ringed, it was the first place in the competition, and they could get rich rewards.
With someone's move, the top of the mountain suddenly became a mess, and many people went straight to the bronze bell, but as for Ruan Hualuan, Huo Huo'er and others, they didn't move, with their status, status and arrogance, they naturally wouldn't snatch the first place.
"Sneer......"
A sharp sword qi suddenly swept sideways, blocking all the people who rushed over, including top new disciples such as Zhang Shan and Yuan Lili.
"What a sharp sword qi, it's her!"
Someone's pupils were locked, staring at the girl in the black dress with a sword, the latter had a cold face, and said indifferently: "First place, it's not your turn." ”
"Ouch, forget about Yao Xiangtuo, people are powerful, what are you like as a woman who follows him?
Yuan Lili's scathing voice suddenly sounded, causing many people to look fierce, and the rich reward for the first place was too tempting.
"Get out of here!"
Yuan Lili turned into a streamer and rushed towards the bronze bell.
"Sneer......"
A sharp sword qi shot out from the hand of the girl in the black dress, this time the sword qi was also mixed with a trace of extremely cold faint aura, Yuan Lili's heart suddenly flashed with fierce fear, she turned around suddenly, stared at the sword qi that shot out with a disgraced face, screamed and ran away, the sword qi swept over the place where she was standing just now, and a sword mark several zhang long and half an inch deep appeared, and the ground around her became extremely cold, and a layer of frost floated.
"It's a strong ......"
The crowd finally changed color, and a pair of frightened eyes stared at the cold girl in the black dress, how could this Fang Qing, who had just entered the Heavenly Xuan Realm, be so outrageously strong?
"This year's freshman competition, the most ruthless master turned out to be here. ”
Huo Huo'er in the distance was also full of surprise at this moment, and even Elder Hu's surprised gaze swept over Fang Qing's body, what was such a strange cold air?
How can it be so scary?
Yuan Lili's face, who was forced to retreat, was red and white, the girl in the black dress in her mouth was far beyond her imagination at the moment, and everyone didn't expect that the girl who followed Yao Xiang was the strongest.
"With her strength, she can fight for the first ......"
Ruan Hualuan also had a dignified face at the moment, what kind of feng shui treasure land was Liuyun Town, and there were two monsters in a row.
Fang Qing, who was shocked by the sword, shocked everyone, and no one dared to make any more moves.
Fang Qingmei's eyes looked at the handsome young man in black below, clenched the long sword in his hand, and was silent.
She stubbornly believes that the first place can only belong to him.
The handsome young man covered in blood moved his fingers, and there was a sharp pain and soreness all over his body, making him unable to get up anymore, without any strength at all, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, and everything in front of him was blurry and red.
"First place ......"
Yao Xiang gritted his teeth, his consciousness was still there, he had to go to the top of the mountain to ring the bronze bell.
"Dragon...... Xuan Du!"
Yao Xiang used his last strength to activate the power of the Dragon Soul Fruit in his body, and the terrifying power like an ocean of terror covering his bones overflowed, moistening his severely injured body.
Yao Xiang's own keel also shone slightly at this moment, and a new force was injected into his body, and in a pair of wide-stared and dull eyes, the handsome young man covered in blood slowly supported the ground and staggered to his feet.
"How...... Probably ......"
Everyone was stunned, their faces full of disbelief, they had lost all their mystical power, and they were seriously injured, what kind of will did it take to get up again?
Chang Blade on the opposite side slowly closed his eyes the moment Yao Xiang got up, and the corners of his mouth lifted a bitter arc, compared to him, he lost.
The heart of the infusion is taken orally.
In a pair of wide-eyed eyes, Yao Xiang propped up his seriously injured body, holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, staggering, staggering, and walking to the top of the mountain step by step, his steps were very slow, and he seemed to fall at any time, like a flat boat in a raging storm.
At the foot of the mountain, silence.
Mountainside, fragmented cheers.
When approaching the top of the mountain, a pair of excited roars echoed, and both new and old disciples all extended their thumbs up to this tough and handsome young man from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.
Yao Xiang stepped on the bluestone slab at the top of the mountain, he looked at the silent face, swept through everyone, and finally stopped at the girl in the black dress.
On Fang Qingqiao's face, a beautiful smile slowly emerged that captivated the country and the city, smiling brightly, smiling happily, and smiling proudly.
Yao Xiang dragged his body and moved towards the big bell step by step, during which all the people on the top of the mountain were silent, silently looking at the handsome young man covered in blood, looking at the bloodstains dragged out under him.
"Yao clan, Yao Xiang ......"
Huo Huo'er's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, staring closely at the young man who was gradually approaching the bronze bell, biting his red lips lightly, and suddenly shouted: "Come on!"
The sound of cheering echoed one after another.
Yao Xiang walked past those strange or familiar faces, and finally stopped in front of the girl in the black dress.
"I said I could win. ”
Yao Xiang's blood-covered face showed a smile, Fang Qingmei's eyes flashed with crystals, and he was distressed, but he nodded heavily.
Yao Xiang finally stood in front of the bronze bell, he slowly raised the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and then slapped it heavily on the bronze bell under a pair of staring eyes.
The thick and simple bell rang out in an instant, and Yao Xiang finally let go of everything, his body fell weakly, and he fell asleep tiredly.
Before he fell unconscious, he seemed to feel himself fall into a soft embrace.
It was cosy and warm.