"Finally a good game, but I don't know who will win this game?"

"I think it should be Qian Lingfeng, he has the true meaning of the wind, he has the wind spirit body, and he is born with a huge advantage in speed, Yang Qianqian's strength is good, but I'm afraid that he doesn't even have a chance to attack Qian Lingfeng, not to mention that Qian Lingfeng is really strong, but only in terms of speed. ”

"I don't see it that way, Qian Lingfeng's strength is strong, I admit this, but Yang Qianqian's strength is also not weak, as for speed or something, I don't think Yang Qianqian is weak, she is a bright spirit, and she has mastered the true meaning of light, and in terms of speed, it will never be worse than Qian Lingfeng, I am still optimistic about Yang Qianqian. ”

"Hmph, I think you saw that Yang Qianqiansheng was beautiful, so you said that, the competition is not a beauty pageant, how can Yang Qianqian be Qian Lingfeng's opponent. ”

......

Before the game started, the students who watched the game were already talking about it, and they each had their own support, some thought that Qian Lingfeng was stronger, and some felt that Yang Qianqian was stronger.

The competition has not yet begun, and the students who are watching the game in the audience alone have a little smell of gunpowder because they have different support objects.

The same nameless is also in his mind to calculate which of the two people on this fighting platform is stronger, but after calculating countless times, he has not been able to come up with an answer, on the surface, the strength of these two people is between the two people, and everyone has the possibility of winning.

And if it's just that simple, then that's fine, but the question is who knows if these two people still have any hidden means, which makes it even more difficult for people to predict the victory or defeat between these two.

On the surface, one of the two is a wind spirit, the other is a light spirit, one has the true meaning of the wind, and the other has the true meaning of light, and the two should have extremely high attainments in terms of speed and body skills, presumably the battle between the two should be a wonderful game.

As for who wins and who loses, that can only be known by comparison.

......

The main fighting martial arts platform!

Yang Qianqian, who was wearing a pale green long skirt, stood on it, her temperament was like a lotus, giving people a sense of holiness out of the dust, and opposite her, she was handsome, wearing a robe moving in the wind, and Qian Lingfeng, who was hunting, seemed to have a wind whirling around her.

"Yang Qianqian, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, even Zhao Wuliang is not your opponent, according to this strength, it is enough to get the top five in the qualifying competition, if nothing else, you should be the fourth among the new students this year, but it is a little worse to compete for the third. ”

Qian Lingfeng looked at Yang Qianqian and said with a chuckle.

His tone was full of confidence, although he didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was to make it clear to people that in his opinion, Yang Qianqian was not his opponent.

In the first round, he lost to Lin Chongtian, and he didn't think he would be the opponent of Feng Xingyun, as for the others, in his opinion, no one could pose a threat to him, he was already positioned as the third place in this year's new students, which was naturally equivalent to saying that Yang Qianqian was not his opponent.

"But I'm not satisfied with the fourth place, and I want to try to win the first place. Yang Qianqian chuckled, but there was a kind of firmness on her pure and pretty face.

Hearing this, Qian Lingfeng frowned slightly, and said soothingly: "Yang Qianqian, you are a woman, I don't want to fight with you, you admit defeat in this game, I don't want to hurt you." ”

Qian Lingfeng's words, if in the eyes of those women whose strength is not as good as his, it is naturally a manifestation of grace, but in Yang Qianqian's opinion, it is a kind of irony for her, and she immediately said unhappily in her heart: "If you have the ability, if you hurt me, I will hurt me, that is your ability, and my Yang Qianqian's skills are not as good as others." ”

"Yang Qianqian, why bother, I really don't want to hurt you, so let's do it, I'll give you a chance to attack within ten moves, I can only defend and not attack, if you can't hurt me in these ten moves, then how about automatically admitting defeat?" Qian Lingfeng really didn't want to make a move with Yang Qianqian in his heart.

In his opinion, Yang Qianqian could not be his opponent, and even if he really defeated Yang Qianqian, in his opinion, it was not a glorious thing.

In the final analysis, this is also a kind of contempt for female spirits in Qian Lingfeng's heart, Qian Lingfeng, who is gentle and elegant on the surface, is actually a machismo in his heart, in his heart, women are inferior to men, spirits are still men's world, and women are just green leaves with red flowers.

In fact, it's no wonder that he thinks so, in fact, in the spirit cultivation world, it is true that men are generally stronger than women, not to mention anything else, among the ten new students in this qualifying competition, male students account for seventy percent of them, while female students are only thirty percent.

In terms of the number of seeded students, it is even worse, of the seven seeded students, female students only occupy two of them, and the proportion is less than 30%.

Don't underestimate these data, these data are actually a microcosm of the entire spirit cultivation world, in the entire spirit cultivation world, female spirits are not without strong people, but the number of strong female spirits is far inferior to that of male spirits, and it is precisely because of the influence of this situation that in Qian Lingfeng's heart, Yang Qianqian is far inferior to him.

"Then you can pick it up for me and try my first trick!"

Qian Lingfeng's words completely angered Yang Qianqian, contrary to Qian Lingfeng's thoughts, Yang Qianqian has always believed that women may not be inferior to men.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Qianqian began to attack, only to see her pair of white and tender little hands flipping, making a complex seal, and there was a holy brilliance blooming from her body, and the surrounding light and aura were pulled, and frantically condensed between her hands.

"Ten Thousand Rays of Light!"

The palms were pushed out, and the light aura condensed towards his two hands turned into wisps, shooting towards Qian Lingfeng, and there were tens of thousands of rays of brilliance densely enveloping Qian Lingfeng, each ray of brilliance contained terrifying aura fluctuations, and each wisp had amazing destructive power.

At this time, under the shroud of tens of thousands of rays of light, dense like rain, Qian Lingfeng was locked in it, blocking all his retreats, this blow Qian Lingfeng wanted to avoid at all, he could only resist hard, Yang Qianqian, who was angry in his heart, did not think about keeping his hand at all, and directly attacked with a fifth-order spiritual skill.