"What kind of skipping challenge came out of the entrance exam before, I suspect that he can win it all by stepping on shit luck!"

"Yes, a prayer cultivator can win?" The old students scoffed.

Contrary to the performance of the old students, the new students who had competed with Wu Xuan were quiet and terrifying.

Because they said it before, and then they were slapped in the face.

"Senior brother, why don't you kneel down and admit defeat now!"

"yes, that's it? How to fight? ”

The smiles of the old students at the bottom are also becoming more and more presumptuous.

The smile on Zhang Wei's face was even stronger: "Senior brother, it seems that this battle doesn't need to be compared to know the victory or defeat." ”

Wu Xuan sneered: "It's not certain who wins and who loses!" ”

"Who gave you the confidence, it's ridiculous!" Zhang Weidao.

The students at the bottom even opened a gambling game.

"Come on, come on, I'll press five hundred spirit stones, I'll bet on Zhang Wei to win!"

"I'll press eight hundred spirit stones, Zhang Wei wins!"

"Get out of the way, all the net worth I have saved in the past few months is all on the bet Zhang Wei to win!"

Suddenly, a different voice came.

"I'll bet five thousand spirit stones to crush Wu Xuan to win!"

Everyone's attention flashed to that person for a moment.

This person is Wu Xuan's roommate, Hua Maochen.

"Hua Maochen? Are you a stupid son of a landlord's family? ”

"Yes, knowing that you have money, you won't be so profligate, right?"

The people on the side were full of ridicule.

Wu Xuan was surprised, he naturally heard the shouts of the gambling game below on the stage.

Puzzled, he asked, "Senior Hua, are you sure?" You just believe I can win? ”

Hua Maochen scratched his head and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, my brother is rich." How to say a dormitory, always have to cheer for you. ”

"Then you've really made a lot of money for this refueling!" Wu Xuan shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Wei shouted at Wu Xuan: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, finish the fight early, you should kneel over and make amends as soon as possible!" ”

Wu Xuan also immediately focused his attention on Zhang Wei.

After all, there is a gap in strength, but with Wu Xuan's veteran experience, he still feels that he has the chance to win.

Zhang Wei muttered some awkward spells in his mouth, and the flames in his palm jumped even more vigorously.

Gradually, the flame formed a horizontal blade.

"Psionic Skill—Flame Blade!"

Hearing Zhang Wei's roar, the blade formed by the condensation of flame spiritual power quickly flew towards Wu Xuan.

"Psychic Skill - Slow Net!" Wu Xuan quickly came up with a way to resist and roared angrily.

The golden spiritual power formed a spider web in front of him. Purple scent floated above the cobwebs.

The moment the blade touched the cobweb, it made a burning sound.

But the strange thing is that the speed of the blade formed by the flame is less than half of the original speed.

Slowly through the cobweb.

It turns out that this psychic skill is not used to block damage, but can reduce the speed of projectiles.

After Wu Xuan released his spiritual skill, he took advantage of the slowing air attack and immediately flashed to the side.

Successfully dodged this menacing blow.

"It's a strange spiritual skill, but if it's at this level, your result will still be defeated!"

Zhang Wei's classmates also had several prayer specializations, but he had never seen them use this trick.

"You prayer cultivators, only the Silence Technique can restrain my attack."

Indeed, spell mastery cultivators manipulate spiritual power to perform spiritual skills, unlike other specializations, and need to chant runes before using them.

Silence prevents them from chanting for a few seconds, interrupting their spiritual power.

Although when the spiritual power and proficiency reach a certain level, it can even be released silently.

But Zhang Wei at this moment is definitely far from enough.

"Yikes! I forgot! Forgot to learn silence. I just entered the school and said I wanted to learn, but I forgot it when I went to the Spirit Technology Pavilion in the afternoon. ”

Wu Xuan also patted his head, very annoyed.

But the reason he wanted to learn silence was more, just to silence their noisy mouths.

"What? I'm betting on you to win, and I'm counting on you to use silence to restrain him and find a chance to fight back? You tell me you didn't learn? ”

Hua Maochen stood under the stage and collapsed.

"Ahh It seems that Zhang Wei has won! The students were excitedly discussing.

"Psychic Technique—Spiritual Power Transformer!"

Wu Xuan summoned the Shura Chains, which were formed by pure spiritual power.

He knew that spell cultivators were only good at long-range combat, and if they were close to him, it would be difficult to resist attacks.

They ditched their defenses and optimized their destructive power to the extreme.

"What? Isn't he a prayer practitioner? Why can you use weapons flexibly! ”

Seeing the moment Wu Xuan took out the chains, the people on the side were stunned.

Wu Xuan held the chain with one hand, waved it a few times in the air, aimed at Zhang Wei's position, and quickly volleyed over.

"Damn!" Zhang Wei sighed secretly.

He didn't expect that this Wu Xuan would actually have such a hand.

Is he still a prayer practitioner?

However, Zhang Wei's reaction was also extremely fast, and when Wu Xuan waved the whip, he had already finished chanting the incantation.

The flames condensed by the spiritual power suddenly magnified several times.

The Flame Crowd stretched out two long arms, and a head grew wildly out of the flames!

"Psionic Skill - Small Fire Elemental!"

A small elemental giant formed by flames stood in front of Zhang Wei.

I saw a wave of the giant's arm, blocking Wu Xuan's chains.

The chain tapped against its large arm, splattering countless points of fire.

The fire element's mouth opened wide, let out a weird roar, raised his right arm, and slapped straight towards Wu Xuan.

Seeing this, Wu Xuan hurriedly jumped away.

The punch slammed into the ground, and the ground sank straight down.

If he hadn't dodged, this punch would have been enough for Wu Xuan to fall to the ground directly.

Wu Xuan swung out the chain again, and the chain spun in the air, and finally slapped heavily on the fire elemental.

Immediately, Wu Xuan turned around and ran to the other side, and the chain was firmly wrapped around the fire elemental's body.

The fire elemental struggled, the flames within it scorching the iron chains.

Wu Xuan, who was holding the chains, felt the temperature in his palms rising.

If it takes a little longer, I'm afraid that even this chain will have to be blown off.