Looking at the ring, the first person on the right side to go up was a stout young man, full of bursting breath all over his body, with bulging muscles, it seemed that he was a powerful disciple.

Which young disciple on the left side is diametrically opposed, with a tall figure, although his appearance can be called handsome, but those eyes, which are extremely deep and exude a cold air, are suddenly discounted.

The stout young man arched his hand and said, "Shi Feng." ”

The cold young man arched his hand and said, "Luo Qianhan." ”

"Please!"

"Please!"

As soon as the words fell, Shi Feng stepped on his feet, and after two or three breaths, he crossed two or three zhang and blasted out towards Luo Qianhan with a punch. And Luo Qianhan was not in a hurry, relying on his divine sense, he dodged his fierce punch sideways, and at the same time retreated, his right hand became a claw, and he headed towards Shi Feng's throat.

Shi Feng was also very calm, and quickly withdrew his right fist, and with a bang, there was a "bang!", blocking Luo Qianhan's attack. Luo Qianhan was not reconciled, and his claws retreated downward, wanting to hurt Shi Feng's right hand.

But "hiss...... hiss" was like the sound of two pieces of metal rubbing against each other, and at this time, Shi Feng's left fist struck as if it was burning with flames, and Luo Qianhan's left foot was covered with silver pure Yuan Gang Qi and raised, "Bang!", and the rebound force bounced the two of them away.

The two of them took twenty or thirty steps back before they stopped, and it seemed that the two were evenly matched. This is just a mutual temptation between the two, and the real shot should be the next move.

The next moment, Luo Qianhan took out a long sword and a short sword from the Qiankun bag, the two swords were pulled out of the scabbard, one long and one short, the blade was as silver as mercury, faintly fluorescent, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

Seeing this, Shi Feng knew that Luo Qianhan was going to do his best, although he was calm on the surface, he didn't dare to have a trace of carelessness in his heart, his vitality surged, and the fiery red pure Yuan Gang qi covered his whole body.

Luo Qianhan shouted, "Silver Snake Sword Dance!"

At the same time, Shi Feng also shouted, "Sun King Fist!"

I saw the two of them attacking at the same time, Luo Qianhan's whole body was shining with silver light, like a silver snake, full of cold breath, meandering forward, but the speed was extremely fast, and in two breaths, it crossed ten meters.

And the stone peak rises into the sky like a scorching sun, scorching hot, its momentum is as fierce as a tiger, and its speed is as fast as a leopard. Coming to Luo Qianhan in two breaths, he attacked with both fists, opening and closing widely, which was extremely powerful, and with nine punches in one breath, the field was suddenly full of fiery red fist shadows.

But Luo Qianhan is not a vegetarian, between the twisting of his body and the movement of his feet, it looks like he is dancing, and the swordsmanship he performs is also very weird.

The sword light is on the fist shadow, the explosion of "bang bang bang ......", the strong wind of the collision shoots on the ring, and the same "bang bang bang ......" explosion, fortunately this ring is specially made, otherwise, it would have been potholed.

However, what surprised Qin Fan was that this Luo Qianhan could only breathe seven swords, but his other short sword was not idle, it seemed to attack but defend, and it was not leaky, and it really resisted the two more punches that Shi Feng made.

After colliding with dozens of moves like this, all of a sudden, Shi Feng's fiery red pure Yuan Gang qi exploded a lot, and the color was a little richer, and from a distance, he seemed to be a burning fire man, and the air around him seemed to be burning.

The momentum changed, like a flame king, exuding a few traces of majestic aura, the power of the two fists naturally strengthened a lot, the two fists burst out, and the sound of "popping and ......popping" broke the air, like a hundred people applauding.

All this happened in two or three breaths, and Shi Feng was still fighting with Luo Qianhan. Therefore, Luo Qianhan didn't have time to defend at all, and when he saw Shi Feng's sudden increase in strength, he was very shocked, even the Yuan Root bonus was not so fast!

But it was too late, the terrifying wind of Shi Feng's fists directly penetrated Luo Qianhan's short sword defense, and then the fist pierced his body protection qi, nine punches in one breath, Luo Qianhan blocked three punches, the remaining two punches pierced through the pure Yuan Gang qi, and the remaining four punches smashed on his body.

Luo Qianhan suddenly flew out, and in the air, with a "poof!", a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell into a coma.

At this time, Yang Wei made a move, caught Luo Qianhan, lest he hit the barrier and get injured again, investigated and made sure that there was no major problem, that is, he opened the barrier, handed him over to the attendants next to the ring, and the two attendants put him on the bracket and sent him to the doctor.

Yang Wei returned to the middle of the stage, glanced at Luo Qianhan, and announced: "The first competition in the No. 9 ring, the winner is Shi Feng." ”

When the other disciples watching the No. 9 ring heard this, most of the disciples gave thunderous applause. After all, the barrier only blocked them from entering, and the sound and sight had no effect.

The first competition was so intense and exciting, which is enough to show that the disciples who can participate in the small competition of the introductory academy are not easy.

Shi Feng got off the stage and returned to his seat. Yang Wei opened his mouth and said, "The disciples of the second competition in the No. 9 ring, please come to the stage." ”

The next moment, the two disciples in the audience jumped into the ring, and they also politely greeted each other first, and then moved their hands. Qin Fan watched it for a while, then closed his eyes and recuperated, after all, the competition between the two Sun Spirit Realms in the later stage had no reference value, so it was better to rest for a while.

The white horse flies by, and time flies.

Now that it is time to come, at this time, Yang Wei announced: "Next, the fifteenth group of the No. 9 ring will be tested, and the disciples will be tested on stage. ”

As soon as his words fell, two disciples jumped into the ring. And Qin Fan opened his eyes, he wanted to watch this competition carefully, because if he won Lin Zixuan, then his opponent in the next game would be one of the two people.

And the reason why Shi Feng didn't leave just now was like this, but when he looked at it for a while, he left, it was because his opponent was too weak in his eyes, and he didn't stay to look at it at all, it was a pure waste of time.

I saw a man and a woman, the male looked average, with a dark square face, but the female disciples who were face to face with him were different, and they had a strong contrast with him.

The female disciple is beautiful, eighteen years old, with a goose egg face, and a cyan female disciple dress, which can't hide her plump figure and slender legs, which makes the disciples outside the field shine.

The female disciple took the lead and said, "Celine." ”

The male disciple clenched his fists and reported to his family: "Song Qinshu." ”

"Please!"

"Please!"

In an instant, the momentum of the two changed, and vitality appeared on their bodies. Celine is an aqua blue pure Yuan Gang Qi, and Song Qinshu is a pale silver pure Yuan Gang Qi. It seems that these two people are Yuan cultivators of the Yuan Dan Realm, otherwise, they would not be able to release pure Yuan Gang Qi of the same color as their own attributes.

Then, Celine took out an aqua blue long sword from the Qiankun bag, while Song Qinshu took out a silver big sword. It seems that both of them are cultivating weapon-type Yuan Techniques, and Qin Fan silently kept all this in his heart.

"Flowing Water Sword!"

Celine screamed, and the aqua blue sword released blue light, and rushed over.

Song Qinshu responded calmly, and shouted: "Thunder Six-point Knife!" The big knife was shining silver.

The swords were added together, making a sound of "dangdang dang ......", and the two held each other for a while.

And Qin Fan carefully watched the moves of the two through his divine sense, and the swordsmanship of Celine's "Flowing Water Sword" was light and elegant, unrestrained, and free.

Song Qinshu's "Thunder Six-point Knife", brave and strong, the knife is like thunder, one knife is chopped, and one breath is eight knives. But Celine's swordsmanship overcomes rigidity with softness, blocking Song Qinshu's knife technique, and can also be swift and lightweight, and the sword can be sharpened at a sharp angle, which makes Song Qinshu bear huge defensive pressure.

"Huh!" Celine struck with a sword like a spiritual snake, hitting Song Qinshu's left shoulder, and blood splashed everywhere. The best defense is to attack, and Song Qinshu slashed out.

Celine's figure was like a ghost, dodging Song Qinshu's knife, and Song Qinshu stepped on his feet, pursued the victory, attacked with one knife, eight knives in one breath, eight knives in one, slashed with knives, and was fierce and invincible.

Celine fought and retreated, her body was as fluttering as a cloud, her swordsmanship was smooth, and she overcame rigidity with softness, and she actually blocked Song Qinshu's invincible sword technique.

Song Qinshu was unsuccessful, as if he had some lack of stamina, or then declined, and three times exhausted, probably because of the injury to his left shoulder, after all, he held the knife with both hands.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Celine shouted softly: "Find the gap!"

A sword attacked, stabbed out like lightning, and it was very agile, directly breaking through Song Qinshu's sword light, against his neck, it is estimated that a few centimeters further, Song Qinshu will go to see King Yama.

Seeing this, Song Qinshu's face darkened, and his tone was full of unwillingness: "I lost." ”

Celine put away her sword and arched her hand: "Accept." ”

Yang Wei came over and announced, "The fifteenth competition in the No. 9 ring, the winner Celine." ”

Suddenly, thunderous applause rang out from the sidelines.

After the two stepped down, Yang Wei announced: "The sixteenth competition in the No. 9 ring begins, and the competition disciples come to the stage. ”