- Or a ranged mage player?

The moment Su Changqing jumped onto the stone platform, he felt the strong Jindan period aura on the other party's body.

The person who came did not carry any weapons, and his face was between that of a teenager and a young man, and he looked older than Xiao He's little boy, and his body was even more slender and thin than that of his previous sword cultivation disciples.

It is very much in line with the identity of a ranged attack mage with thin skin and brittle blood.

The summoner of the Jindan period standing on the stage looked very handsome and handsome, as soft as the moon in the spring court, his eyes were as clear as washing, clean and pure, he bent his eyes and smiled kindly at Su Changqing, and he couldn't help revealing two clearly visible dimples, which instantly weakened the strong momentum carried by many Jindan realms.

The girl who was weak and supported by the wind also bent her eyes and smiled back, but a trace of solemnity couldn't help but appear in her heart.

——The person he saw in front of him, although he looked like a scholar with no power, but judging from the solid and heavy realm of his body, he was undoubtedly the most outstanding cultivator among his peers, even if it was Xiao He, a battle maniac, he was afraid that he would be inferior to him in this regard.

"Chen Yihe."

"Su Changqing."

The two each looked at each other before saluting each other and exchanging names, and then the two sides launched an attack in unison.

But seeing Chen Yihe's sleeve robe waved, he pursed his lips, and then his hands formed a magic seal, and his mouth seemed to say-

Dry up and down, get up, kill!

In an instant, a brilliant starlight burst into the sky, and in an instant, the starlight and fire wrapped in the power of Wan Jun suddenly attacked Su Changqing, and its momentum was quite amazing.

- Is he a Taoist cultivator?

Su Changqing twisted his eyebrows slightly, and made a judgment on this person's "occupation" in his heart, his face was as pale as snow, but his lips outlined a red line, like a touch of cinnabar on rice paper, and then he was not to be outdone, the long stick swirled in his hand, and the stick swept away in an instant.

The flames flowed, and the thunder flickered.

The thunder seal collided with the starlight streamer, and suddenly burst out with an extremely strong impact, and the momentum was very amazing.

When even caught the attention of the elders in the stands.

"Hey, isn't that Yihe?"

"I didn't expect his opponent to be Su Shi's nephew, this is really ......"

The elder of the Moon Peak touched his precious beard, his eyes fell on Su Changqing's stone platform, and he couldn't help but sigh.

And the four-phase peak palm Feng Ning, who was sitting lazily, hooked his lips in vain, and took over the unfinished words of the Elder of the Moon Peak:

"This is really very interesting, after all, Master Yihe's nephew has cultivated more than just a trick......

When the words fell, Lord Ning Yufeng looked meaningfully at the dean who was sitting at the top.

Master Yihe's nephew is the only disciple of this sect who cultivates two sects.

And that Su Shi nephew is also a double cultivator of stick tricks and summoners, tsk, I have to say that this competition is indeed interesting.

The dean naturally also saw the competition on the stone platform, but he didn't think too much about it, after all, one was his apprentice and the other was his nephew, and he was happy to win whichever one won.

And he understands Yihe, this kid doesn't care about winning or losing, he just enjoys the process of fighting, even if he loses, it can't have any impact on his mood.

You may not even feel happy.

So when he noticed the "good show" look in Ning Yu's eyes, he just glanced at him lightly.