On the battlefield, the competition began.

Yuan Zhiyuan was dressed in a blue suit, his hands were empty, he didn't hold any treasures, and the expression on his face was quite indifferent.

He majored in fisting.

Luo Qingfeng was also bare-handed, and his face was calm and waveless.

The noise from the audience quickly disappeared.

The new disciples of the Southern Courtyard Open Heaven Nine Stars, and the new disciples of the North Courtyard Open Heaven Nine Stars.

The two are competing for the top three, and the battle is sure to be exciting.

Yesterday, Luo Qingfeng punched Yuan Xiao in the south courtyard to the head, and many disciples knew it, or they had all heard it, that Yuan Xiao was a member of the Yuan family, and this Yuan Zhiyuan in front of him was also.

So today's battle between these two people must have a lot to watch.

Almost all the people watching the battle in the field are focused on this place at this moment.

Including those on the upper floors of the south and north courtyards in the stands.

Zhenbei Wang Wan Yanxiong's interest was even stronger, because the encounter and progress of the disciple named Luo Qingfeng on the stage made him feel incredible.

He wanted to see what the boy was hiding.

Of course, Cui Mang, the vice president of the Southern Academy, who was sitting next to him, was also concentrating at the moment, looking at the battle platform with a complicated mood, and his face didn't look very good.

The young man on that stage should have been a disciple of their Southern Academy.

Under a big tree at the edge of the square, a noble woman wearing a plain white dress also stood there quietly at this time, looking at the battle platform.

The bright sunlight sprinkled on her graceful and charming figure, as if gilding her charming figure with a layer of holy brilliance, beautiful and dreamy.

"The competition begins!"

On the battle platform, after Elder Mei finished announcing, he did not immediately step off the battle platform, but glanced at the two of them meaningfully, and reminded: "You two are both promising disciples in the courtyard, and they are both very young, and there is still a long way to go, so don't be impulsive." ”

After the click, he stepped off the battlefield.

On the battlefield, there was silence.

The two looked at each other, both with bare hands, and did not do it immediately.

"Wow!"

Around the battle platform, a thin mask of light lit up.

The formation is opened.

In order to avoid being affected by the outside during the competition, or other abnormal situations, at the beginning of the competition, there are formations to isolate the inside and outside of the battle platform.

No one can rush to the battlefield casually, and no one can throw anything on it.

The sound outside is not heard by the people competing on the battle platform.

Only the elder who is in charge of supervising the competition can control everything on the battlefield.

"You killed my brother."

Yuan Zhiyuan spoke, but his tone was calm, and the expression on his face was also extraordinarily calm, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

Luo Qingfeng didn't speak.

Yuan Zhiyuan said again: "Yuan Fang should have been killed by you, right?" ”

After speaking, his pupils shrank, and he continued: "No one would doubt Ling at the beginning, because everyone knows that you only have the realm of the Open Heaven Five Stars, even if I finally heard that you have reached the Open Heaven Seven Star Realm, I didn't doubt you, because you can't have that ability." But now...... After you killed Yuan Xiao with one punch yesterday, we all understood. ”

"Luo Qingfeng, in fact, I admire you very much, I really admire you. At the beginning, I also came from an unknown child of the Yuan family, relying on myself to the present, I understand you very well...... We could have been friends, but unfortunately ......."

Speaking of this, he shook his head: "It's just a woman, you shouldn't destroy your future for her, or even lose your life for her......"

With that, he suddenly disappeared in place.

"Boom!"

A huge fist with yellow spikes instantly appeared in front of Luo Qingfeng, and with a deafening sound of breaking the sky, it smashed into his chest.

Luo Qingfeng didn't avoid it, and his fist, which was already full of strength, also slammed into it.

"Bang!"

Fist to fist, two powerful forces collided violently.

The fist exploded.

A huge wave of qi erupted between the two of them, sweeping towards them like a tidal wave.

The two of them shook and stepped back.

Yuan Zhiyuan took a few steps back and stopped, the clothes on his body rattling in the air waves.

Luo Qingfeng retreated to the edge of the battle platform, and Fang stabilized his body.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

"What a strong force!"

"It seems that Senior Brother Yuan's strength is still stronger, and he almost shook that kid off the battlefield with one punch."

The disciples of the Southern Courtyard were very excited.

In the stands, Shangguan Ming and Sun Changshan, who refused Luo Qingfeng to enter the Southern Courtyard, also had slightly relaxed expressions on their faces.

Last night, Dean Cui's face was very ugly, and the eyes of the other high-level leaders of the Southern Courtyard looking at them were also full of meaning, if this young man defeated their disciples of the Southern Courtyard Open Heaven Nine Stars again, I am afraid that by then, several of them will not only lose face, but also be severely punished.

"I hope this kid from the Yuan family will fight for some energy."

Sun Changshan's palms were sweaty, and he muttered secretly in his heart.

At the beginning, Shangguan Ming was going to take the disciple surnamed Luo into the Southern Courtyard, but he resolutely stopped him and drove the young man away. He is actually very weak-minded, after all, he has received a lot of benefits from the Yuan family, and has a close relationship with the Yuan family, and he resolutely did not want this young man at the beginning, also because of Yuan Tong.

If this young man loses today, forget it, it is better to die, and if he wins again, the hospital will definitely investigate this matter and hold him accountable.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was another explosion on the battle platform.

The two figures collided in a burst of fists, quickly retreated, and then immediately collided together.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

On the battle platform, the sound of fist-to-fist, flesh-to-flesh collision, and the sound of air blasting constantly sounded.

The exploding fists and tumbling waves of air enveloped the entire battle platform.

The people watching the battle under the battle platform soon couldn't see the figures of the two clearly, and only heard the sound of continuous collision and explosion, which was continuous and more and more intense!

As soon as the two of them made a move, it was the most ferocious hard encounter, fists to the flesh, and the moves were a duel of strength, without any fancy moves.

Compared with the wonderful and gorgeous sword moves and supernatural powers in the previous game, it seems to be a little boring, and some female disciples don't seem to be interested, but many male disciples clench their fists and watch with enthusiasm.

Half an hour later, the vague figure on the battle platform parted in the deafening sound of explosions.

The air was like a tidal wave, and both of them retreated.

Luo Qingfeng retreated to the edge of the battle platform again, his clothes were torn, his whole body was red, two flames seemed to be burning in the depths of his pupils, his mouth was panting, and his chest was constantly rising and falling.

And Yuan Zhiyuan on the other side was the same, his forehead was covered with sweat, his mouth was panting, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

In this contest of strength and strength, the two seem to be on equal footing, and neither of them has taken much advantage.

In the stands, Yuan Tong squinted his eyes slightly, and his hands in his sleeves were already clenched.

On the seat not far away, Zhenbei Wang Wan Yanxiong was nodding and praising in praise: "The explosiveness of these two disciples looks very good...... With such a fist, I'm afraid that I won't be able to tell the winner until dark, and it looks like I'm going to use other means......"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows suddenly cracked, and a scarlet bead appeared, like a third eye.

Seeing this scene, many people in the stands exclaimed: "Talent Divine Power [Blood Pupil]!" ”

The corners of Yuan Tong's mouth curled.

Wan Yanxiong's face showed a hint of surprise: "Yes, I can awaken such a supernatural power." If this [Blood Pupil] can be successfully promoted to the third level, it will definitely be a big killer. ”

"Huh!"

The scarlet pupils between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows suddenly shot out a bloody ray, like a blood-red sword, shooting towards Luo Qingfeng on the opposite side.

As soon as Luo Qingfeng dodged, the second blood bonus sword appeared!

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

Then, more blood bonus swords appeared, densely packed, enveloping all of Luo Qingfeng's retreats.

"Boom!"

Luo Qingfeng didn't retreat again, and punched out, and the azure fist bloomed!

Immediately, he danced with his fists, constantly shattering the blood bonus sword that shot out, and walked forward step by step,

However, the next moment, Yuan Zhiyuan suddenly let out a low shout, and the red light between his eyebrows burst out, and a scarlet giant sword flew out, instantly breaking through the fist and strong wind shield in front of him, and colliding with his fist.

"Boom!"

Luo Qingfeng's body shook and stepped back.

When he stood up behind him, he found that his fists were bloody.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

Then, at this time, more blood-red swords flew in, and Luo Qingfeng had to clench his fists again, and while swinging his fists, he involuntarily stepped back.

Soon, he retreated to the edge of the battle platform.

But at this moment, Yuan Zhiyuan's attack suddenly stopped, and the scarlet bead between his eyebrows suddenly became larger, and the red light inside spun rapidly, obviously accumulating more power quickly.

Seeing this, Luo Qingfeng didn't hesitate, and immediately rushed forward, and his fists erupted with a dazzling scarlet fist!

"Crimson Thorn!"

When he punched out, the scarlet orb between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows suddenly shot out a huge scarlet sword!

"Boom!"

Bang!

A huge wave of qi exploded between the two of them.

Luo Qingfeng suddenly felt a terrifying force attack, and then his body shook, and like a leaf in a hurricane, he floated backwards and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He got up from the ground as soon as possible, the qi and blood in his body tumbled, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes turned black, his body staggered, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

The qi and blood in his body that were shaken were tumbling violently, constantly gushing out of his mouth and nose.

His pupils almost turned red.

On the other side, Yuan Zhiyuan's originally indifferent face became a little hideous at the moment, and the scarlet bead between his eyebrows was still rapidly accumulating more strength.

Under the battle stage, everyone watched with bated breath.

The nightingale's face turned pale, and one hand clutched the crow's small hand beside her.

Dong Miaomiao, who was on the side, had no smile on her face, her little face was tight, and the two small fists in her red sleeves were clenched tightly.

And in the stands, everyone in the South Courtyard had a relaxed expression on their faces.

Especially Sun Changshan, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

Yuan Tong's face was not shocked.

And the high-level officials of the North Courtyard all became solemn at this moment.

Liang Lizhi walked to Dean Xu's side, and whispered with a solemn expression: "Qingfeng is only afraid that he can't hold on, if he doesn't admit defeat, I'm afraid that he will ......."

Xu Liao looked sharply at the battle platform below and did not speak.

He naturally knew in his heart that in yesterday's competition, this young man killed the people of the Yuan family on the stage, and if the children of the Yuan family on the stage today find an opportunity, they will definitely not show mercy.

But at this time, even he can't do anything.

The king of Zhenbei and the people from the main courtyard are still sitting next to him, he can't run down and stop the competition, or go directly to let the young man admit defeat, right?

"Look again."

After a pause, he could only reply like this.

Liang Lizhi sighed and had to leave, staring at the figure on the battle platform.

He took this young man into the North Courtyard.

When I first recruited this young man in, I only saw that this young man was rejected and humiliated by the Southern Courtyard, and my heart softened for a while, and I didn't know if this young man would make progress, who would have thought that in just over a month, this young man was directly promoted from the original Open Heaven Five-Star Realm to the Open Heaven Nine Star Realm!

This kind of cultivation speed against the sky, even if he thought about it now, he still felt absurd and incredible. Even the genius disciples of those genius teams can't compare.

So, this boy must not have an accident.

He stared nervously at the battle platform, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

On the battle platform, when the scarlet bead between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows accumulated terrifying power and was about to burst out, it suddenly froze and froze there, and the scarlet bead also stopped rotating.

And the young man covered in blood on the opposite side suddenly jumped out like a cheetah and appeared in front of Yuan Zhiyuan.

"Huh!"

The scarlet fist bloomed like a blood flower!

The young man's bloody fist suddenly became huge, like a scarlet giant hammer, smashing heavily into the scarlet bead between Yuan Zhiyuan's eyebrows!

The shield in front of Yuan Zhiyuan, like paper paste, burst open in an instant.

When that terrible scarlet fist came to his forehead, the scarlet orb between his brows could finally move!

He wanted to burst out in horror, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded!

The huge fist like a hammer, with terrifying power, slammed heavily on his forehead and smashed on the scarlet orb!

"Click!"

There was a sound of bones shattering.

Yuan Zhiyuan was directly smashed out and flew out, and fell heavily on the edge of the battle platform behind.

He rolled around on the ground a few times, and immediately jumped up from the ground as if he were unharmed.

However, when the disciples watching the battle in the audience saw his face clearly, they were all startled.

His forehead had sunken slightly, and the scarlet orb between his eyebrows had been shattered, and it had also sunken down, his face was covered with minced flesh and blood, and he looked extremely hideous and terrifying!

He stood in place, his body shook, his eyes seemed to be a little dull, after a few breaths, he seemed to feel a pain to the bone, he suddenly couldn't help but cover his forehead and screamed miserably, his whole body trembled.

Luo Qingfeng clenched his bloody fists with both hands, dripping with blood, and walked towards him step by step.

The people of the Yuan family in the audience shouted loudly, but there was a formation to isolate them, and they couldn't hear them inside.

But at this moment, Yuan Zhiyuan seemed to have finally come to his senses, he immediately raised his left hand, and with a flash of light, a small ding, as black as ink, appeared in his palm.

The little ding spun quickly and flew above his head, and then the light flickered, quickly growing larger.

"Qiankun Ding!"

Seeing this small ding, someone in the stands exclaimed.

"The Yuan family's Qiankun Ding!"

It seems that many people in the upper echelons of the Southern Courtyard know each other.

Yuan Tong squinted his eyes, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The faces of the high-level leaders of the North Courtyard changed, and someone directly said angrily: "The Yuan family is so shameless!" It's just a new disciple competition, and they actually use such a treasure! ”

"This is blatant revenge for yesterday's competition, right?"

No one responded to the accusations of the high-level leaders of the North Court.

Zhenbei Wang Wan Yanxiong only frowned slightly, but did not speak.

According to the rules of the competition, this is not a violation.

Xu Liao, the vice president of the North Academy, had a pale face, and was about to speak, when his expression suddenly moved, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure on the stage.

The young man's bloody hand suddenly had an extra knife.

The blade of a knife was full of gaps, the body of the knife was rusty, and there was a broken knife at the front.

"Broken knives?"

At this time, everyone watching the battle was full of stunned expressions.

"Huh!"

On top of the broken knife, a scarlet light suddenly bloomed.

Immediately, the sword was swallowed, and a scarlet blade curved like a crescent moon suddenly grew out of the broken blade!

Yuan Zhiyuan let out an angry roar from his mouth, and the Qiankun Ding suspended above his head suddenly bloomed with a circle of brilliant light, and the light in the Ding surged, as if a terrifying energy was about to pour out!

But before this energy burst out, the scarlet blade in Luo Qingfeng's hand, which was full of gaps, had already slashed up with a piercing sound of breaking the sky!

"Zheng—"

A deafening crash sounded.

Sparks fly!

The blade full of gaps slashed heavily on the Qiankun Ding, which was full of energy!

In the stands, the corners of Yuan Tong's mouth seemed to show a touch of sarcasm.

Yuan Zhiyuan even smiled with blood on his face: "Just rely on your broken knife? ”

However, in the next second, the grim smile on his face suddenly froze!

"Huh!"

The blade full of gaps, blooming with scarlet blood, like a sharp saw, suddenly pulled on the Qiankun Ding, the sharp sawtooth actually easily sawed through the mouth of the Qiankun Ding, and then with a "click", the entire scarlet blade cut into the Qiankun Ding.

This prestigious treasure of the Yuan family is unexpectedly vulnerable!

Yuan Zhiyuan froze for a moment, his mouth open, and he seemed to be a little incredulous, as if he thought he had seen it wrong.

"Click!"

The scarlet blade directly sawed Qiankun Ding in half, and then, with great momentum, slashed open the shield above his head and landed directly on his head.

At this moment, Yuan Zhiyuan didn't know what he was thinking, or his head had shut down, or his body couldn't help himself, his face was frozen in place, his mouth open, motionless.

The jagged scarlet blade instantly split his head, then his neck, and then, all the way down, split his entire body in two.

Blood spilled out, and internal organs spilled all over the ground.

The body was like a split piece of wood, evenly separated from the middle, fell to the sides, and then fell to the ground, making two faint and unwilling sounds.

At this point, the proud son of the Yuan family was killed on the spot.

The battle reversed too quickly, ended too quickly, and died too quickly, and the disciples who were fighting outside the battle platform didn't seem to react until this moment.

In the field, there was silence.

In the stands, Yuan Tong's face turned pale, his hands shrunk in his sleeves trembled uncontrollably, and his body seemed to be unstable.

Sun Changshan, who was sitting not far away, also froze in his chair, motionless.

(End of chapter)