Chapter 190: Yangmei who was beaten and cried
The lot is done.
The twenty-four disciples who won were all distributed.
Twelve pairs of disciples, in the order of successful matching by lot, began to register their names and information in turn, and then walked on the battlefield to compete.
In front of the three battle platforms, they were all surrounded by disciples watching the battle.
In this round of competition, twelve disciples will be eliminated again.
The twelve disciples left behind can all be regarded as the best of the new disciples of the two academies, and they will not only be rewarded, but also receive more attention.
Therefore, the competition in this game will be more intense than the previous game.
As Elder Mei announced the start of the competition, the battle on the three battle platforms immediately rang out.
Meanwhile.
The high-level officials of the Demon Suppression Courtyard who were sitting on the high platform not far away, as well as the distinguished guests, were all watching carefully.
The faces of the high-level officials of the Southern Courtyard showed smiles, and they were talking while watching the battle.
And several people in the upper echelons of the North Courtyard all looked serious and silent.
Of the twenty-four disciples left, fifteen of them were all disciples of the Southern Academy.
As for the disciples of the North Academy, there are only nine.
Cui Mang, vice president of the South Hospital, glanced at Xu Liao, the second president of the North Hospital, with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "President Xu, the strength of your North Court this year looks much stronger than last year." β
Xu Liao squinted at the competition on the battle platform and pretended not to hear.
Zhenbei Wang Wan Yanxiong sat in the middle, smiling but not speaking.
At this time, there was a sudden burst of cheers from the audience.
It turned out that two disciples had just stepped onto the battle platform, and one of the disciples only used a few moves to beat the other disciple.
And the one who was knocked down from the battle platform was the new disciple of the North Academy.
Everyone in the South Courtyard praised with a smile.
"This Yang Shaogong's supernatural powers are really good, with the same cultivation, the disciple in the North Courtyard couldn't withstand five moves, and he was knocked down."
"Although it was a surprise victory, it can be regarded as his real ability."
And everyone in the North Courtyard looked solemn.
Xu Liao, who was still calm just now, twitched his eyebrows slightly.
This new disciple competition, not only a lot of people came to the Kyoto General Academy, but the prince of Zhenbei was also sitting here, if the North Courtyard was beaten by the Southern Courtyard like last year, and only two disciples entered the top ten, it would be too embarrassing.
At this time, another pair of new disciples stepped onto the battle platform, and after signing the contract, the battle began.
"Huh!"
At this moment, on the second battle platform next to him, a round of knives slashed, and with a scream, a young man in a black power suit suddenly fell to the ground, his shoulders covered with blood.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, and was about to pick up the weapon on the ground, but suddenly he was kicked out again.
The kick hit him right in the chest, almost knocking him unconscious.
Then, a long knife that shimmered with cold light, "buzzed" and rested on his neck.
The winner is decided.
He froze for a moment, and a stream of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, so he had to endure the pain and speak, "I...... I throw in the towel......"
Frustration and unwillingness struck, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.
The other party put away the knife and arched his hand: "I have conceded." β
At this time, an elder who was in charge of supervising the competition came to the stage and announced: "Wang He, a disciple of the second team of the Southern Academy, has won!" β
There was a burst of cheers from the audience.
"We won another game in the South Courtyard! Another disciple broke into the top twelve! β
"Haha, the North Courtyard is really the same as last year and the year before last, it is vulnerable, and it is not the opponent of our Southern Courtyard at all!"
On the high platform, the senior management of the South Courtyard was also smiling.
And the faces of the high-level leaders of the North Courtyard became more and more difficult to look at.
Zhenbei Wang Wan Yanxiong turned his head to take a look, and saw that Xu Liao's face was not very good-looking, and said with a smile: "Dean Xu doesn't have to worry too much, the Demon Suppression Academy in Kyoto, this year's new disciple competition, the North Courtyard has a great advantage, and the top two are from the North Courtyard." I can't say that you guys win everywhere in the North Courtyard. β
Although these were comforting words, Xu Liao and the other high-level officials of the North Courtyard listened to it, but they didn't feel good in their hearts.
The North Courtyard of Kyoto is so powerful, but the North Courtyard of their Star City is so unbearable.
Isn't that even more humiliating?
On the side, Cui Mang said with a smile: "What the prince said is that in Kyoto, our southern courtyard is not as good as the northern courtyard, and here in Wangxing City, our southern courtyard will definitely fight for a breath." β
While a few people were talking, two new disciples stepped onto the battle platform.
A man and a woman turned out to be disciples of the North Academy.
"Luo Qingfeng, a disciple of the first team of the North Academy, and Yang Mei, a disciple of the first team of the North Academy, ......"
On the battle platform, after the elder who supervised the competition checked the identities of the two, he supervised the two to sign the contract.
"Luo Qingfeng?"
When Cui Mang heard this name, he was slightly stunned, and said to himself: "This name...... Where do you seem to have heard it? β
At this time, a blue-robed middle-aged man sitting below hurriedly whispered: "Dean, some time ago, Teacher Cao Qin from the first team of the Human Rank Department came to complain. β
When he saw that there were outsiders, he didn't dare to say more.
Sun Changshan, the elder of the human rank who was sitting on the side, squinted his eyes and glanced at Shangguan Ming, who was standing on the side.
Cui Mang was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he remembered, nodded and said, "It turned out to be him." β
Wan Yanxiong, the king of Zhenbei who was sitting on the side, was a little curious and asked, "Dean Cui, do you know the disciple of this North Courtyard?" β
Cui Mang said respectfully: "Back to the prince, I don't know the old man, but I've heard of it." β
Speaking of this, he glanced at Xu Liao on the other side, and explained calmly: "This disciple's name is Luo Qingfeng, because the Southern Courtyard had his friends, so he advanced our Southern Courtyard. But...... Because Deacon Shangguan checked out, his continuous promotion relied on pills and forcibly squeezed out the potential in his body, but he was afraid that he would not be able to advance again in the future, so he rejected him. At that time, several people from the North Courtyard who recruited new disciples were also there, and then they brought this young man back to the North Courtyard......"
After a pause, he smiled bitterly and said: "Originally, this matter was over, who knows, after this young man entered the North Courtyard, he was promoted to two levels in a row in just one month, directly from the realm of the five stars of the open sky to the realm of the seven stars of the open sky." Teacher Cao Qin, who recommended the boy to enter the Southern Courtyard, was angry, so he came to complain, saying that Deacon Shangguan and Elder Sun, as well as the Yuan family, deliberately targeted the young man......"
Wan Yanxiong was surprised: "In just one month, he has been promoted two levels in a row? What is this boy's talent? β
Cui Mang looked at Shangguan Ming, who was standing on the side, and said, "It was inspected by Shangguan Deacon at that time. β
Shangguan Ming hurriedly bowed his head and said respectfully: "Back to the prince, this young man's talent looks ordinary, and there is nothing peculiar. Xia Guan didn't know why, he entered the North Courtyard, and he was able to advance again. β
Wan Yanxiong smiled: "Could it be that Deacon Shangguan made a mistake in checking?" β
Shangguan Ming pondered for a moment and said, "There is also this possibility, but at the beginning, Xiaguan checked it several times. β
At this time, Xu Liao on the side sneered: "I'm afraid that Teacher Cao is right, some people in your Southern Courtyard may really target this disciple." β
Shangguan Ming bowed his head and was silent, and glanced at Sun Changshan below and Yuan who was standing not far away.
Cui Mang replied with a smile: "If that's the case, then Dean Xu has picked up a bargain, and he should be grateful to my Southern Courtyard." β
Xu Liao was about to sneer, Wan Yanxiong smiled and said, "Okay, let's watch the battle first." Whether this young man really relied on the pill to forcibly squeeze out his potential to improve his realm, or did he really rely on his own ability to advance, won't he know later? β
The two didn't dare to argue anymore and stopped talking.
Everyone's eyes looked at the battle platform under the stage.
And at this time.
On the battle platform, Luo Qingfeng and Yang Mei had already signed the contract of life and death, and their respective names were signed.
The elder who was in charge of supervising the competition, after the inspection, announced the start of the competition, and then stepped off the battlefield.
Luo Qingfeng used the breathing technique to seal his true cultivation aura.
At the same time, the stars in the sea of Fuhai lit up, and streams of vast star power passed through the meridians and quickly surged into the fist.
Yang Mei stood opposite, pulled out the sword in her hand, and sneered: "Senior Brother Luo, what a coincidence, I didn't expect us to really meet." β
Luo Qingfeng slowly clenched his fists, and his face was calm: "It's indeed a coincidence." β
Yang Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, raised the sword in her hand and said, "Senior Brother Luo only uses his fists?" β
Luo Qingfeng didn't speak again.
At this time, someone in the audience was impatiently shouting: "What are you rubbing? Why don't you start fighting? No matter how much you rub it, the child will be born! β
The surrounding disciples suddenly burst into laughter.
At this time, the nightingale took Ah Ya and Dong Miaomiao, and they also came to the bottom of the battle platform.
Outside the cultivation ground not far away, under a big tree, Concubine Bai Ruo, who was wearing a wide robe, also stood there quietly.
The breeze ruffled her hair, the sun shone on her body, the snow-white skin and cold and beautiful face, and the charming temperament, which overshadowed the beauty of the whole venue.
But she was well hidden.
Under the three battle platforms, all the disciples shouted and cheered.
On the battle platform in the middle, the sword in Yangmei's hand swallowed the sword, and walked forward step by step, her eyes cold and vigilant.
"Senior Brother Luo, although our cultivation is one level apart, and we are in the same team, today, I still want to learn from Senior Brother Luo's high skills, and I hope Senior Brother Luo will give you advice!"
After saying that, the figure flashed and rushed forward.
I saw that the sword in her hand suddenly became longer, and the temperament of the whole person also changed, as if it was one with the sword in her hand, and they all became sharp.
"Hey, this female disciple's swordsmanship has some meaning, it seems to be the swordsmanship of the Tianshan Sect."
In the stands, the king of Zhenbei Wan Yanxiong said with some surprise.
Cui Mang, who was on the side, nodded and said, "It's indeed like the Phantom Chasing Snow Sword Technique of the Tianshan Sect, and the cultivation is already a little hot." On the other side, if you go to the hard connection with your bare hands, you are only afraid of ...... Well? β
Who knew that as soon as the words fell, on the platform, Luo Qingfeng had already punched out, and he didn't avoid it, and he was stabbing the sword in the middle.
"Zhengβ"
The fist and the sword collided violently.
Both of them shuddered and took a few steps back.
And between the two, a wave of qi swept out.
Wan Yanxiong nodded and said, "This young man's flesh and skin cultivation is good, and he dares to take the other party's sword ray." β
Cui Mang said with a smile: "Those who major in fists and feet naturally have to cultivate the defense of flesh and skin. Can you guess which of these two will win? β
Wan Yanxiong looked at it carefully a few more times, and when he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly froze.
"Huh?"
Cui Mang also noticed that something was wrong, and immediately stared at it.
"Bang!"
Bang!
On the battle platform, figures are staggered, and lights collide.
After Yang Mei stabbed out a few swords in a storm, she was directly punched and flew out, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the sword in her hand also came out of her hand.
She immediately endured the pain and jumped up from the ground, hurried over to pick up her sword, and was about to speak with a gloomy face, when her throat suddenly sweetened, and she spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".
Then I became a little dizzy.
This punch hit her in the abdomen, directly disrupting the star power in her body.
"Is Senior Sister Yang going to admit defeat?"
Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists and stood on the opposite side, not taking advantage of the victory to pursue.
Yangmei raised her hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, gritted her teeth and said, "I, Yangmei, would rather die......"
"Boom!"
Who knew that before the words in her mouth were finished, Luo Qingfeng had already arrived in front of her and punched her in the chest again.
And this is the place where the star power in her body is just about to be gathered.
"Bang!"
Yangmei flew out again, fell heavily on the edge of the battle platform, and her whole head fell directly down the battle platform, and she spit out a mouthful of blood in her mouth again.
The disciples who were standing below watching the battle suddenly exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly retreated.
One of the male disciples said, "! This person is so rough that he beats his chest directly! I don't know at all that I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade! β
A female disciple next to him snorted coldly: "Didn't you see that this woman is ruthless, either stabbing someone's throat, or stabbing someone's heart and crotch?" Obviously, these two people have a feud, presumably a love feud. This woman must be out of the wall and want to kill this original partner. β
The male disciple said, "Why didn't that male disciple give up in the first place?" β
The female disciple said coldly: "The parents are so good-looking, and they are good people at first glance." This woman looks treacherous, don't you see it? β
Yangmei lay there embarrassed, and when she heard these discussions in her ears, she was immediately ashamed and angry, and hurriedly struggled to get up from the ground.
"Luo Qingfeng! Today I want to ...... bayberry Ahh
Who knew that before she finished speaking, Luo Qingfeng came to her again, flew up and kicked her in the face and mouth, and kicked her out again with a "snap".
This time, she flew straight off the stage and fell heavily into the crowd.
According to the rules of the competition, even if you are knocked off the battlefield, as long as you don't admit defeat, don't fall into a coma, and don't get seriously injured, you won't lose.
She can still get up from the ground, walk onto the battlefield, and regroup to fight again.
But at this time, she no longer has any fighting power.
No matter how stupid she is, no matter how angry she is, and no matter how much she wants to take revenge, she also knows that the real strength of the two is too different.
What's more, at this time, her mouth was full of blood, her head was dizzy, her chest and stomach were extremely painful, and the star power in her body could no longer be condensed.
She couldn't even stand up.
At this time, the elder who was in charge of supervising the competition walked up to her, took a look at her injuries, and asked, "Do you want to go up again?" β
Liang Feng and the rest of the team in the North Courtyard all came here and hurriedly persuaded: "Senior Sister Yang, forget it, you are not Senior Brother Luo's opponent." β
Yangmei suddenly burst into tears.
The elder frowned, and asked again with a cold face, "Do you want to admit defeat?" Or go up and fight again? β
Yang Mei said with tears in her eyes: "I...... I throw in the towel......"
After saying that, he cried loudly.
The elder stepped onto the stage and announced, "The first team of the North Courtyard, Luo Qingfeng has won and entered the top twelve!" β
In the stands, Zhenbei Wang Wan Yanxiong showed a touch of surprise on his face: "This young man's cultivation is ...... It's a little unpredictable, I don't know if it's what kind of exercises I've cultivated, or if it's ......"
Cui Mang on the side, the smile on his face disappeared, and the light flashed in his eyes.
And Shangguan Ming, who was standing on the side, also looked a little ugly.
(End of chapter)