The competition on the stage, as Tu Shifang said, had a completely different impact on both sides of the game.

Sun Jimeng heard the earth-shattering boos around him, and the whole person felt that the martial arts platform under his feet seemed to be trembling, and his heart suddenly became a mess, and his mind was uncertain, not knowing whether he should stick to the tactics he formulated before the game.

On the other side of him, Xia Yi behaved relatively calmly.

Although Xia Yi had never competed in so many onlookers, he had followed his master through many battles, large and small, and even if his battlefield experience was not as good as 'Xia Junzi', he was more experienced than Sun Jimeng on the other side.

He saw that Sun Jimeng's right foot had been adjusting the distance of his pace uneasily, and he knew that he was now restless and in a state of nervousness.

This is a great opportunity to take advantage of!

Xia Yi suddenly put away his defensive posture, stood with his whole body relaxed, and nodded at Sun Jimeng opposite: "Come on, I'll let you make three moves first, which can be regarded as the teacher's preferential treatment for students." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the people present showed different looks on their faces.

This guy is so cunning that he actually put on such a posture, even if he was really beaten by Sun Jimeng, he would have a reason to defend himself. ”

"Playing psychological tactics, it's dirty!"

"Is it really appropriate to play this kind of psychological warfare against your own students?

On the sidelines, those high-level students who were regarded as geniuses also heard Xia Yi's words and discussed them below.

Mr. Xia said this, which is really a bit redundant, which is not in line with his identity. An expressionless boy watched the confrontation on the martial arts stage coldly, and said in a cold tone.

Some people next to him nodded in agreement, and some people began to defend Xia Yi.

"Standing on the stage, everything is a competition, you should use all the conditions you can use to increase your chances of winning, have you forgotten the most elementary knowledge you learned after being admitted to the hospital?" a girl with an unswerving face glanced at the boy next to her, and reminded in an unhappy tone.

The atmosphere here suddenly became tense.

The cold-faced boy who was glanced at sideways did not get angry with this sentence, but said coldly: "I didn't see him using all the conditions available to him for victory, I just saw that he was making excuses for losing the game!"

Without waiting for the girl to refute, he continued: "I can understand that as a teacher, the strength level is lower than that of students, and it is not a shame to make excuses for yourself in advance!"

The girl snorted coldly and was about to refute, when there was a sudden change on the stage, she didn't bother to refute anymore, and immediately concentrated on looking over.

Seemingly angered by Xia Yi's provocation, Sun Jimeng heard Xia Yi's words, hesitated for a moment, and then let go of his hands and feet and rushed towards Xia Yi.

"Bang!~"

A dull sound sounded over the martial arts stage, and everyone looked over, only to see Sun Jimeng's right fist shrouded in cyan light, hitting Xia Yi's chest squarely.

Sun Jimeng looked up at Xia Yi, wanting to see how he reacted.

Xia Yi showed no signs of injury at all, he looked at Sun Jimeng's gaze, smiled slightly, and said in a relaxed tone: "There are two moves left." ”

Sun Jimeng looked at Xia Yi's faint smile, as if his blow was very weak, and he easily blocked it, and a small fire gradually grew in his heart.

"Don't be complacent!" Sun Jimeng forced himself to calm down in his heart, gritted his teeth and returned a sentence, and immediately launched another offensive.

Sun Jimeng twisted his waist, swung his left arm in a swift posture, and threw his elbow at Xia Yi's head in front of him.

This was originally a coherent move, but unfortunately Sun Jimeng took it apart and used it for various reasons, and his power was suddenly reduced a lot.

Xia Yi leaned back very easily, dodging Sun Jimeng's attack.

Sun Jimeng didn't pause again this time, his left elbow just swept over Xia Yi's face, and he immediately reversed his gesture, and his right leg slammed into Xia Yi's waist with a whip leg.

"Bang" There was another muffled sound, just listening to the sound of the blow, everyone felt that their scalps were numb, and they really didn't know if Xia Yi, who was one level lower than Sun Jimeng, could hold on to this whip leg.

To everyone's surprise, Xia Yi still stood firmly in place, and he didn't seem to have been hit very hard, with a relaxed smile on his face, as if to say, is it only to this extent?

"Okay, now ......" Xia Yi was about to announce the end of the move, but who knew that Sun Jimeng in front of him was much more cunning than he imagined.

While Xia Yi was speaking, Sun Jimeng suddenly threw out his right hand and seemed to throw some hidden weapon towards Xia Yi's front door.

Xia Yi dodged quickly, scolding this little ghost in his heart for being cunning, he actually played tricks with himself, saying that he would let three moves, and he actually attacked the fourth move when the third move was over, which was equivalent to taking advantage of himself once in vain.

originally wanted to show his demeanor, but was teased by his opponent, which made Xia Yi a little annoyed.

His right hand was quickly thrown in front of him, and there was a faint golden light oozing out of Xia Yi's palm, and this action immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

People have always speculated that the reason why Xia Yi cultivated so fast was whether he had found another 'Martial Spirit' to make up for the vacancy of the 'Heaven-level Realm Martial Spirit' that he had lost.

Now on the martial arts field, in front of this vast sea of people, Xia Yi finally exposed his 'martial spirit'.

The golden light flashed away, Sun Jimeng was a little surprised that Xia Yi had really found the 'Martial Spirit' again, and in a big surprise, he hurriedly dodged back.

The golden light floated in the air like dust falling from the stars, flickered and disappeared.

Sun Jimeng stood still, and hurriedly used his aura to check his physical condition to see if he had any Xia Yi's Dao.

Everyone looked at Sun Jimeng with nervous expressions, wondering what harm Xia Yi's golden light had done to him.

However, Xia Yi would not give Sun Jimeng a chance to check silently, the kid before calculated him, he would not show mercy to his subordinates.

A punch was blasted out, unremarkable, and there was no 'martial spirit' light to wrap his fist, and everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and at the same time a little angry.

In order to cover up your 'martial spirit,' you even refuse to use your 'martial spirit' during a martial arts competition, are you so afraid of exposing your 'martial spirit'? What difference does this make? Won't everyone's martial spirit be revealed? What's the point of you covering it up?

People slandered Xia Yi in their hearts, but Xia Yi still stubbornly did not use the 'martial spirit', and only supported himself with aura, and the 'martial spirit' was never shown again after a glimpse.

"Smack!"

There was a loud bang, exploding in the air.

Xia Yi and Sun Jimeng quickly separated and stood on both sides of the martial arts stage.

Sun Jimeng's eyes glared at Xia Yi angrily, and he took a big breath of fresh air.