Now Su Qingchen and the second monk were confused, patted his face, and didn't think about anything anymore, who knows what happened to these guys, but this competition is an opportunity for him to win the hearts of the people, he must win the championship, collect more junior brothers, and build a foundation for himself in the future.

Half an hour later, Su Qingchen came to the competition venue, and the still hot crowd on the stage made Su Qingchen a little helpless, when he saw Wang Xing and several people shouting and cheering on the side, Su Qingchen walked over and suddenly stopped walking, because he saw the Bingxin sisters, and glanced at the people on the stage in hesitation, and actually saw Yin Ting in this class.

The panic in his heart disappeared, and he walked into the battle stage without obeying the call, paying full attention to the movement of the game on the stage, and was a little more attentive than his own game.

On the platform, the two figures staggered violently, and the souls collided, causing the surrounding soul power to enter chaos, and the young man in Tsing Yi crossed his arms violently in front of him, blocking the whip of Yin Ting's leather whip in a muffled sound.

Although the attack seems to be gentle, when the two souls are handed over, the soft force suddenly becomes full of aggression. The corners of his mouth twitched, and the powerful strength on his arm made De Qingyi take two steps back, and on his arm, where the leather whip was close to it, there was already a slight bruise.

Looking at the retreating young man in Tsing Yi, Yin Ting smiled slightly, her childish little hands slowly swam in front of her, and the leather whip in her hand was like a spiritual green snake, attached to a faint green streamer.

The young man in Tsing Yi stabilized his body, shook his head in amazement, and said lightly: "Beauty, sneer, it's quite strong." As he spoke, he looked up at Yin Ting, who was smiling faintly, and licked his mouth, with a strong sense of war.

Looking at the changes on the platform, Su Qingchen couldn't help but feel happy for Yin Ting, but when he noticed the facial expression of the young man in Tsing Yi, he felt a little jealous in his heart.

The young man in Tsing Yi slammed his feet on the ground, and his body rushed out, and the sword spirit in his palm pointed directly at Yin Ting's eyebrows, and while attacking, he kept absorbing the soul power in the air.

The hearts of everyone in the audience couldn't help but pop up: Could it be that the young man in Tsing Yi has entered the realm of the spirit, and absorbing soul power during the attack is the standard for entering the spirit, which is also the reason why the spirit man cannot compete with the spirit. Everyone pinched a cold sweat for Yin Ting on stage.

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who attacked again, Yin Ting's small mouth was lifted, and the faint green light on the whip spirit in her palm became more and more intense.

The soles of his feet stepped on the battle platform fiercely, and the small footprint traces were stepped on with one foot, and the rushing figure of the young man in Tsing Yi paused violently when he was still about half a meter away from Yin Ting, between extreme movement and extreme quietness, perfect transformation, without making people feel half abrupt.

Seeing that the young man in Tsing Yi controlled his speed so skillfully, Su Qingchen's solemn eyes couldn't help but reveal a touch of appreciation.

"Whirlwind Thorn!" The running figure suddenly turned to a standstill, the young man in Tsing Yi pointed to the ground with his right foot, his body rotated violently, and after his left foot drew a powerful arc in mid-air, he stabbed at Yin Ting with a slightly harsh wind-breaking sound.

Raising her eyes to look at the fierce attack of the girl in Tsing Yi, Yin Ting tapped her delicate chin, and the white childish little hand pulled out a small semicircle in front of her, and the leather whip in the palm of her hand, the faint green light suddenly burst out, bending into a unique semicircular arc, and then wrapped around the sword spirit of the young man in Tsing Yi without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The soul handed over, a muffled sound, exploded out of thin air, and a trace of blasting soul power scattered, and after a moment of stalemate in mid-air, the two figures retreated sharply,

Yin Ting's soul was like a shadow, obviously at a disadvantage, and her figure was directly blasted onto the soul power wall four or five meters away. The rebound dissipated the momentum that fell rapidly, and the soles of his feet stepped on the air, and then stabilized his body and fell back to the stage.

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who also took a few steps back, Yin Ting smacked her lips and said with a wry smile: "The strength of the spirit is nothing more than that, it seems that I have a chance to advance." As she spoke, Yin Ting's soul was moving, and the whip spirit was once again active on her chest like a spirit snake, and a trace of green light wrapped around it, which looked so weird.

"Snake Dance. With a low voice, Yin Ting's feet stomped off the table fiercely, it was already the place where the mark was left just now, and this time it actually stepped out of a concave, it was expected that the attack at this time would be so strong.

Looking at the agile leather whip in front of him, sonorous and powerful, the young man in Tsing Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly; "You forced me." With a slight wave of his right hand, he threw out a trace of soul power, forming a trace of spiritual line in the air, slashing several times, looking like a simple action, but it contained the way of dark energy.

A trace of soul power line floated in front of him, and when the soul power line formed a circle, the figure of the young man in Tsing Yi moved, his right hand was raised, the sword was inserted into the center of the circle, and his right foot tapped the table, and his body floated forward, drawing a wonderful attack route in the air.

"Agility Thousand Annihilation, low-level green illusion soul technique, it is your honor to force me to use this soul technique,. With a cold voice, the sword spirit of the young man in Tsing Yi had already appeared in front of Yin Ting.

Yin Ting waved the leather whip in her hand unhurriedly, and was not disturbed by the words of the young man in Tsing Yi, the leather whip was like a snake and wrapped around the sword spirit, and when Yin Ting just showed a smile, the sword spirit disappeared into the curved leather whip out of thin air, and attacked him again from the new appearance next to the leather whip.

Yin Ting couldn't help but panic in her heart, the leather whip was wrapped around the sword spirit again, this time the entanglement was still useless, the sword spirit disappeared strangely again, and when it appeared, it had already arrived in front of Yin Ting, and the body touched by the sword spirit couldn't help but tremble.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but close their eyes, they really couldn't bear to watch such a cute girl being stabbed, only Su Qingchen clenched his fists, and his soul was running, if the sword spirit pierced into Yin Ting's body, Su Qingchen would not hesitate to smash the soul power wall and enter the battle platform to fight with the young man in Tsing Yi.

The sword spirit touch pierced the clothes and slid lightly on Yin Ting's skin, disappeared strangely again, and was already behind Yin Ting when it reappeared.

The young man in Tsing Yi withdrew his soul, smiled slightly at the middle-aged man outside the battle platform, and when the result was announced, after the soul power wall disappeared, the young man in Tsing Yi smiled in one direction outside the battle platform, and that delicate smile gave people a sunny and handsome feeling. At this moment, his figure was so tall that he was fascinated by an infatuated woman.

After seeing that Yin Ting was fine, Su Qingchen's nervous heart relaxed, his soul was retracted, his brows furrowed slightly, thinking back to the strange attack of the young man just now, he couldn't figure out for a while how to get rid of Yin Ting's whip spirit, how to stop the attack without hurting Yin Ting, and his heart turned around, if it was me, could I dodge this blow?

Su Qingchen was immersed in the blow just now, and couldn't extricate himself for a long time, he knew that if he ran into the young man, it was estimated that he would not even have a chance of winning, it seemed that the strength of Stan Academy was not as simple as he imagined. It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

After a while, Wang Xing and the others came to Su Qingchen's side, this time no one dared to step forward, standing not far from Su Qingchen, stretched out his hand to block his chest, coughed and said, "Boss, it's your time to play." The speaker took a step back and looked at Su Qingchen vigilantly.