The fourth battle between Nanming College and the freshmen of Zhulu College ended in a tragic form.

After all, it was a glorious battle of the public academy, and every Tianjiao did his best, and Zhang Ziwu, who participated in the battle, fought to the point of hemoptysis. However, this battle was tragic to a new realm, as the victor, Lin Qiancheng was all naked, constantly vomiting blood, the defeated Lian Guozhu was in a slightly better condition, but he was also panting so much that he couldn't speak, his palms were completely worn out, his palms couldn't help but blood gushing out, and his legs, which were tightly rooted in the ground, were also sore, and he couldn't even be sure if his leg bones were still there, or had he been broken by the strange power of the madman?

In addition, even the place where the two of them fought was also destroyed, Lin Qiancheng swung the hammer with the power of the mountain collapse force was too great, and it was spread to the black lance sweeping the ground, the grass and trees were broken, the sand and stone were shattered, and a vacuum zone with a diameter of more than one zhang and five feet was formed.

In this state, it is really difficult for the two of them to recover with their own strength, and the two Tianjiao hurriedly stepped forward to support their heroes, and took out the fastest acting elixir to feed the two, the elixir specially prepared for today has an excellent effect on the Thousand Forging Realm, and the blood stains of the two were stopped in a blink of an eye, although they did not fully recover from their injuries, at least to the extent that they could walk and talk.

"The backbone of Nanming College has been taught. Lian Guozhu endured the pain and took a deep breath and said solemnly to Lin Qiancheng.

If Lin Qiancheng won by other methods, he might not be respectful, but today's opponent such as the desperate Saburo's brazen style of play made him recognize the opponent's fighting spirit, thus changing his impression of Nanming Academy.

"Your lance is really powerful. Lin Qiancheng grinned, and said a little unnaturally because of the wound, if it weren't for Lian Guozhu's fighting style and the black lance's stubborn entanglement, he didn't have to use such a savage and tragic way to win, in the end, he was injured inside and out, and his weapon was also seriously damaged, which was much harder than dealing with a first-order demon beast.

Looking at the double hammer that was full of cracks, and the most serious part was almost penetrated, the corners of Lin Qiancheng's mouth also twitched, the last duel against Ling Qingyun was defeated due to the crack of the hammer, so he cast the double hammer thicker and heavier, and as a result, he was still hit hard in this battle!

There is no way, it seems that he will consume more materials when forging a heavy hammer like this, but where can he get so many of the best quality metals? It is impossible to conjure them out of thin air! As a last resort, he has to choose materials that are inferior to other Tianjiao, and the hardness and toughness of this material are much worse, and it is inevitable that he will suffer in such a big battle.

However, after seeing Lian Guozhu's three-foot lance being smashed by himself, Lin Qiancheng's mood suddenly improved a lot, and the material for casting the lance was obviously better than the material for his own hammer.

Lian Guozhu also noticed that the other party looked at his own spear and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this time he really lost a lot, in terms of cost, this long lance is really the first in the new class, he didn't know how much effort he spent on it, and was smashed to pieces by a hammer.

But compared to a weapon, today's harvest is even greater. Thinking like this, Lian Guozhu smiled reluctantly and stretched out his hand towards Lin Qiancheng: "Brother Lin is a hero, how about making friends?"

"I can't ask for it!" Lin Qiancheng smiled and stretched out his hand, and the two seriously injured teenagers clasped their hands, this is a friendship that has been fought out in a dripping battle.

In this way, the situation became 2 to 2, Nan Mingjiao caught up after a series of defeats, and defended the dignity of Lizhou Zhiyang with two consecutive victories, and the next last battle will be the king-to-king battle of the strongest on both sides, so the decisive victory is the most suitable.

"I've been waiting for a long time. Fan Huang Wu walked out of the side of the deer with a smile, and Ying Ying looked at her opponent with a smile.

The same is true below. Ling Qingyun replied with the sword on his waist extremely seriously, the Fan Huang Dance in his eyes was extremely beautiful, as if it was shrouded in a layer of misty light, he knew that under this light was fire, a beautiful fire that could burn people to death!

With a bang, the weapon in Fan Huangwu's hand has been unsheathed, this is a narrow long blade, with a golden and red scabbard and a horizontal knife with gorgeous ornamentation, the blade is slender and full of elegance, and the Taoist pattern is dragon-shaped, winding with the noble majesty that has been passed down since ancient times. Fan Huang Dance will swing the horizontal knife in the air a few times, just like a butterfly, elegant and gorgeous.

"Zhulu Academy, the first freshman, Fan Huang Dance!" After the dance, the girl spoke very seriously.

Ling Qingyun took a deep breath, the three-foot Qingfeng came out of the sheath with a crisp sound, and in an instant, the moonlight drew a galaxy-like sharp light in the forest, and the sharp edge that was completely different from the butterfly dance rushed away, but Fan Huangwu's face did not change, and his eyes were burning as he looked at the sword and left indelible traces in the air, as if a great mystery was dissected by her, turning into the most sweet spring water to nourish the heart.

"Nanming Academy, the first freshman, Ling Qingyun!" Ling Qingyun, who danced a brilliant sword flower, stood leaning against his sword, and also reported his name, and then the two freshmen smiled very tacitly, and the weapons in their hands danced a brilliant tide again, and collided with their own fierceness.

Suddenly there were countless buzzes, such as thousands of clanging sounds, it was simply the most noisy swarm of swarms waving troops to fight to create such an amazing clanging sword sound, the Qingfeng sword and the dragon pattern knife used their sharpest parts to fight fiercely, like two meteor showers touching each other, and either one could collide with their respective opponents and shatter instead of passing by, this wonderful sword martial art shook the two heavens for the first time.

"Brother Lian, how does this kind of sword technique compare to your lance technique?" Gao Longhu swallowed his saliva and asked the person with the highest martial arts skills on his side, but saw Lian Guozhu's brows tightened, and he observed the sword touch for a while before he said quietly: "My lance method lies in the overall situation, which can block the huge force of a hundred jun, but can suppress the cavalry of the gun forest, and it is strong in the general trend." And their sword skills and sword rules are in proportion, wonderful to the pinnacle, strong in the spirit of change, are two different systems. When it comes to martial arts alone, I may be one point better, but when it comes to the flexibility of hand-to-hand combat, it is beyond the reach of dust. ”

"Brother Lian is the enemy of all people, so there is no need to worry about it. A Zhulu Tianjiao persuaded, but Lian Guozhu just smiled and shook his head, then closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sonorous sound of the continuous collision of swords and swords, which was like a piece of music, without the momentum of the endless rushing of the great river and like the murmuring of the stream.

"Good swordsmanship/sword technique!" Ling Qingyun and Fan Huangwu looked at their opponents with increasing appreciation. In the eyes of others, it was just a short flick of a finger, but they waved their blades to slash and slash at an alarming frequency and collided hundreds of times, although this was only a temptation that did not use the power of martial arts and true qi, it also shocked their tiger mouths, and they were secretly shocked by the opponent's high martial arts, and they actually cracked all their bright or dark moves to parry, but a grappling battle made them only feel that their martial arts had improved, and they were extremely happy!

But today is not a private fight to learn martial arts, but a battle of honor on behalf of their respective academies! The young man in green shirt and the girl in yellow glanced at each other, both of them read regret in each other's eyes, but they still did not hesitate to increase the strength in their hands.

With a clanging sound, the long-entangled sword and horizontal knife finally shook and separated, and the owner of the weapon also retreated. Immediately, the panicked and fiery true qi poured into the weapons from the hands of both sides, shining the green blade like real gold, and the horizontal knife like a flame, both of which were extremely conspicuous at night.

Tianjiao looked at the dazzling sword, but unconsciously raised his head to compare the bright moon in the sky with it, how can the bright moonlight be compared with the edge, and the crystal lamp that illuminates the forest is equally inferior, at this moment, only the soldier bearer is the yao, and he is also the protagonist of this place!

The tactics of this moment had already been calculated before, so the two strongest Tianjiao swung their blades without hesitation, but they had the heart to tangent the blades head-on again, and the true qi of gold and fire was surging like waves, splashing flowers that were far more delicate than peonies. Ling Qingyun's mouth was slightly numb, and he collected his sword and slashed immediately, this time he finally did not touch the blade of the horizontal blade surrounded by flames, but the vertical and horizontal swords happened to form a vertical angle when they collided, and it was also a wonderful collision.

"What a blazing blade!" Ling Qingyun didn't have time to sigh that he and his opponent had a good heart, beads of sweat slipped down his forehead, this was not nervous but caused by the burning fire, he hurriedly glanced at the weapon in Fan Huangwu's hand, this sword wrapped in flames was extremely tough, and it was only a shallow mark when it was continuously slashed by his own sword, Fan Huangwu was a cunning opponent, she found the sharpness of Ling Qingyun's sword at the beginning, so she staggered the collision points of each knife to ensure that it could be supported under Ling Qingyun's sword for a longer time.

"His sword is so powerful, no wonder he can defeat Lin Qiancheng!" Fan Huangwu was also throbbing, and the sword that sprayed thin golden light seemed so unstoppable, making her inevitably hesitate a little more when swinging the knife, for fear that she would accidentally cut off her weapon for a while, and it was naturally impossible to talk about winning if she wanted to win, but this short hesitation was directly discovered by Ling Qingyun, and the sword in her hand was deceived by a false move, and then she stabbed Fan Huangwu in the heart!

If this sword is stabbed, the tip of the sword that can cut gold and break stones will naturally penetrate Fan Huangwu's heart, and there is no accident!

In this way, the battle is over, and Nanming Academy defends its glory in the challenge of the Zhulu Academy. But...... Ling Qingyun stared at Fan Huangwu's eyes, there was not the slightest fear in her eyes, she was completely aware that she would be saved by her husband before she was unscrupulous, but with her pride, she shouldn't accept defeat so easily, not to mention, was it really so easy to defeat the first freshman of the Zhulu Academy?

Ling Qingyun was suspicious for a while, but the sword in his hand still continued to stab out without the slightest hesitation, if he won, he won, if Fan Huangwu has any means to turn the tables, he will follow!

With this thought, Ling Qingyun not only did not regain his strength, but instead pushed the speed and power of the sword in his hand to the extreme, if this sword pierced the central mouth, even a strong person in the Golden Body Realm would have to be injured, let alone a Thousand Forging Realm girl, but unexpectedly, the tip of his sword actually stopped at Fan Huangwu's heart, and he could no longer advance half an inch.

It was not the powerhouse of the Linghua Realm who made a move, Ling Qingyun clearly understood this, he did not feel the power of heaven and earth surging, but he saw the girl in front of him smiling at him.

Then, the suffocating heat wave swept out with Fan Huang Dance as the center!