In the ring, the water and gold spirits were steaming upward, and the two people were illuminated by the blue and gold lights, standing in the air, staring at each other, competing against each other, and not giving in.

Yang Zhishui said solemnly: "I promised my friend that I would defeat you quickly." ”

Oh, here you go. Zhang Yifei smiled faintly, beckoned to Yang Zhishui, and motioned for him to make a move, not at all afraid of Yang Zhishui's big words.

While speaking, Zhang Yifei glanced at Feng Jialun, extremely vague, his brows were less furrowed, as if he remembered someone, and smiled bitterly for a while.

Feng Jialun was keenly aware of Zhang Yifei's gaze, and thought that what Zhang Yifei thought of at this time must be Jing Shu, otherwise he would not show a wry smile, after all, Jing Shu liked him Feng Jialun, and rejected Zhang Yifei.

Yang Zhishui looked directly at Zhang Yifei and said, "One move determines the outcome of the game, how?"

Whatever, if you can beat me with one move, then I'll throw in the towel. Zhang Yifei spread his hands, noncommittal, and did not agree to Yang Zhishui's proposal.

He is a cautious person, never think that the victory or defeat can be determined by one move, the two against the enemy, the key is to seize the other party's loopholes, carefully observe, before he can deliver a fatal blow, after a fight just now, he feels that he and Yang Zhishui are evenly matched, and they have not grasped the defects of the opponent's moves, so they think that the battle will continue for a while.

Of course, he didn't directly refuse Yang Zhishui, but just said, if you can beat me with one move, then I will admit defeat. He threw the question to Yang Zhishui again, whether he can defeat him with one move depends on Yang Zhishui's own, and it has nothing to do with him.

Smart people talk like this, and they never leak so much.

Hearing this, Yang Zhishui shook his head and smiled, and the two water bodies gathered the blue qi sword at the same time, facing Zhang Yifei, and said solemnly: "I'm going to make a move, don't be optimistic." ”

As he spoke, he waved the blue air sword in his hand, and quickly rotated in front of him, and the two water bodies, one left and one right, surrounded Zhang Yifei and issued a move respectively.

The sword turned into wind, one cold and one hot, two streams of water vapor spun up quickly, and two blue gas clouds instantly wrapped Zhang Yifei in, covering everyone's sight.

Yin and yang, fire and water together. ”

Yang Zhishui's two water bodies stared at each other, stretched out their hands, and the blue air sword rotated automatically, without his distraction control.

One hand is like a cold jade, steaming cold, and the other hand is as red as magma, steaming hot.

The two hands, sealed separately, look at the opposite techniques, although the aura emitted is water aura, but it is two different states.

It is divided into yin and yang, and it is divided into hot and cold, which complement each other.

Whoosh, whoosh. ”

The two bodies of water rushed into the blue qi cloud, and then there was a burst of fighting sounds inside, and the two auras of water and gold burst out, constantly emitting bursts of aura fluctuations.

Under the ring, Feng Jialun opened his yin and yang eyes and saw everything that happened in the blue qi cloud clearly.

Yang Zhishui's two water bodies, one left and one right, attacked Zhang Yifei's upper and lower bodies respectively, adding their fists and palms, cooperating seamlessly with the earth and the sky, and secretly combining the Tao of Yin and Yang.

Zhang Yifei, holding the golden qi sword in his hand, made sharp moves, stabbed, picked, swept, split, the tip of the sword and the blade slashed through Yang Zhishui's body, setting off a burst of water lines, making Yang Zhishui's body cracked, and then when the golden sword left, Yang Zhishui returned to its original state.

This made Zhang Yifei frown, and attacked even more frantically, the golden sword transformed into countless sword shadows, and looked at Yang Zhishui's two water bodies in a mess, but it didn't take long for Yang Zhishui's water bodies to reunite and restore their original appearance.

As time passed, Zhang Yifei gradually lost his opponents, his movements were obviously much slower, the golden aura in the dantian became thinner, and half of his body was cold and half hot, which made him uncomfortable and felt the stagnation and mania of the aura in his body.

Yang Zhishui, the two water bodies still attacked Zhang Yifei together, and their body and attack speed did not decrease, and they have always maintained their strongest state.

Zhang Yifei's eyes flickered, suppressing all hesitation, uneasiness, and jealousy, and instead of firmness, he clenched the golden qi sword, and it seemed that he was going to make the last game.

Yang Zhishui seemed to have also felt Zhang Yifei's strong fighting intent, the two water bodies stopped attacking, came together, first the left and right hands together, and then the body slowly fused, two into one, becoming a whole, a complete Yang Zhishui.

At this time, a peaceful water aura emanated from Yang Zhishui's body, without a trace of rage and coldness, and the two forces were neutralized together and reached a state of equilibrium.

Zhang Yifei also adjusted himself to the best state, the breath of his whole body was restrained, and all the golden aura was gathered on the golden sword in his right hand, buzzing and vibrating, excited, and also felt the master's determination to fight for the last time.

Jin Sheng, dictatorship. ”

Zhang Yifei pointed his hands together, his index finger and middle finger were erected and brought close, the golden aura burst out, controlling the golden qi sword, floating in mid-air, facing the water of Yang, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the sword body gradually became golden and bright, almost materialized.

Faintly, a vague golden shadow appeared above the golden sword, there was an ancient aura, the body was three points taller than ordinary people, a pair of sharp eyes looked at the world, under the glance, the void shook, and cracks appeared, making the ring shake.

Outside the blue qi cloud, the rotation speed of the two blue qi swords slowed down, and they were affected by the golden figure, and the two clouds of cold and hot qi emitted were also reduced a lot.

In the blue qi cloud, Zhang Yifei's body felt a burst of comfort, the feeling of cold and heat in his body slowed down a lot, and the flow speed of the spiritual energy in his body became faster.

Feeling the changes in himself, Zhang Yifei smiled proudly, put his hands together, and his index finger and middle finger faced each other, emitting a golden aura and injecting it into the golden sword, making the golden shadow clear.

Seeing this, Yang Zhishui moved, did not give Zhang Yifei any more time, gathered his hands together, clenched them into fists, and directly attacked Zhang Yifei, wanting him to stop injecting aura into the golden sword.

"Smack~ "

Yang Zhishui, whose body was stunned, was blocked by a big golden hand, which grabbed him in the palm of his hand, making him unable to move.

Zhang Yifei took this opportunity to grasp the golden qi sword, slashed out countless golden sword qi, and slashed towards the surrounding blue qi clouds, wanting to disperse the qi clouds.

It's just two clouds of qi, the same qi branches, one side is frustrated, and the other side quickly replenishes it, and there is a manifestation of interdependence.

"Bang!"

Yang Zhishui, who was trapped, emitted countless three-inch blue qi swords from his body, and suddenly broke free from his golden hand and defeated it.

It's coming, it's coming. Yang Zhishui stared at the two clouds of hot and cold air, his hands were tied with strange seals, and he muttered to himself, "Yin and Yang are one, Tai Chi Bagua Diagram, seal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, at the junction of the two qi clouds, a yin and yang gossip diagram appeared, one black and one white, entangled, emitting strong energy fluctuations, thumping and scattering in all directions.

The gossip diagram floated directly above Zhang Yifei's head, emitting two rays of black and white light, white light on top, a white bell cover, and black light below, covering Zhang Yifei's shadow and making it impossible to show his body.

The white bell, indestructible, like a cage, locked Zhang Yifei in it, and at the same time emitted a white light, shining on his body, and suddenly a great coercion was exerted on his body.

On the soles of Zhang Yifei's feet, the black light turned into big hands, grabbing his feet tightly and restricting his movements.

Zhang Yifei couldn't move, his face was pale, he looked at Yang Zhishui coldly, urged the golden qi sword, cut the palm of his left hand, a drop of bright red blood oozed out, and entered the golden sword, and immediately a shining golden bloom and attacked Bai Zhong furiously.

For a moment, the white bell was full of holes, tiny holes appeared, and golden aura overflowed.

Zhang Yifei stomped on the ground with his right foot, and the golden aura burst out, trying to break free from the restraints under his feet, a three-inch golden sword cut through the big black hand, freeing his feet.

Yang Zhishui watched coldly, did not take advantage of the situation to attack, pursed his lips and smiled: "Zhang Yifei, I didn't expect you to have a back hand, you can, show it to your heart's content." ”

After speaking, his hands were sealed, and the black and white pillars of light in the Bagua Diagram were stronger, shining on Yang Zhishui's body, the white bell was strengthened, and the black light was even worse, and the pressure exerted on Yang Zhishui's body was greater, and the black hand was also grasped tighter.

In the meantime, Zhang Yifei also accelerated his counterattack, and a drop of blood flew out, shining with golden light, reflecting him as divine, treasured*, his body was extremely rigid, and a strong golden qi erupted between his gestures.

For a while, the golden light, black and white light competed against each other, fighting anxiously, on par, Zhang Yifei's face was pale, and the blood passed very fast.

Yang Zhishui didn't take the opportunity to attack, he kept staring at Zhang Yifei, full of interest, and asked: "Zhang Yifei, where did you get this technique of stimulating golden aura with your own blood? It can be regarded as a Jedi life-saving trick." ”

However, this trick is too damaging to your body, and if you can't defeat your enemies with this trick, then you will definitely die. ”

While speaking, Zhang Yifei stopped resisting, sealed the bloody mouth, and said calmly: "I, admit defeat." ”

Yang Zhishui was stunned, his expression was a little weird, he scratched his hair, and said with a smile: "How can you admit defeat?"

If you can't win, you've used all the tricks, what are you going to do to resist? Zhang Yifei smiled, still calm, "After all, this is not a battle of life and death, what do you say?"

Yang Zhishui nodded, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "You are a good person, honest. ”

After a pause, he said: "It's just that the strength is not good." ”

After speaking, the gossip map was removed, the aura was restrained, and Zhang Yifei was released.

Hearing Yang Zhishui's words, Zhang Yifei was not annoyed, he was a loser, what was it to be ridiculed a few times?

Zhang Yifei floated off the stage, looked at Qing Renwu, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, Renwu, I can't beat him." ”

Qing Renwu's eyes widened, staring at Zhang Yifei for a long time, before he sighed and said: "I don't blame you, Yin Baili and this Yang Zhishui are very weird, I haven't found out their identities until now, it is estimated that there is an extremely strong force behind them, otherwise why would they be so powerful? And the exercises they perform are also quite exquisite, not ordinary people." ”

Forget it, since it's all over, don't mention it again, it's just that our Qinglong Academy lost two cities, and now there is Xin Yun left. ”

Qing Renwu looked at Wang Xinyun, his eyes were hopeful, and he asked: "Xin Yun, you know best how Feng Jia Lun is fighting, for the sake of Qinglong Academy, as well as the face of our three young people in Wang Cheng, you must defeat Feng Jia Lun." ”

Wang Xinyun glanced at Feng Jialun, turned to look at Qing Renwu and Zhang Yifei, nodded, and said arrogantly: "Don't worry, I will definitely win." ”

In the ring, Zhang Yidao raised Yang Zhishui's right hand and announced: "Yang Zhishui wins." ”

At the viewing seat, Dean Lin's face was very good, and he exclaimed: "Good, good, good!"

Qingrenshu and Zhang Dingzheng smiled bitterly, the two families were defeated one after another, and their faces were really not good-looking.

Wang Jiatian looked at Wang Xinyun with flickering eyes, and then looked at Feng Jialun, his eyes flickering, as if he was making a decision.

Yang Zhishui stepped down, patted Feng Jialun on the shoulder, gave him an encouraging look, and said, "Jialun, it's up to you next." ”

Rest assured, I will never lose. Feng Jialun laughed.

Huo Wu was worried that Feng Jialun would be injured, and whispered: "Jialun, be careful, don't show mercy to the Wang family, every good thing in their family." ”

Feng Jialun shook her hand, nodded, and went into the ring.

Wang Xinyun exchanged a look with Qing Renwu and Zhang Yifei, and also went to the ring.

The two faced each other, both with a cold look in their eyes.

The third battle is about to begin.