The master and apprentice didn't waste much time, and went straight to the underground arena of the academy.

As one of the oldest buildings in Red Hill College, this large arena located under the main teaching building has undergone many renovations and has become one of the top athletic facilities in the Western Continent. The interior space is vast and highly controllable, which can simulate a variety of extreme environments, and the load limit is very high, and theoretically can even carry the full force of the grandmaster-level battle.

The most important thing is that such an excellent arena is open to students and faculty members almost free of charge on weekdays, so as to cultivate the martial spirit of the college.

And this kind of atmosphere of advocating actual combat is also unique in the field of demonic paths.

As the foundation of civilization in the Southern Continent, the Demon Dao has a wide range of uses, and it has long been not limited to war. In particular, the pattern of the Eastern and Western Continents is stable, and there has not been a large-scale war for many years, so the war-based application of the Demon Dao has naturally been gradually neglected. Most of the Demon Daoists are engaged in various productive jobs, and they don't attach too much importance to the so-called combat ability. Even if today's demon priests can't fight at all, they can be respected through their profound attainments in other fields.

But on the other hand, if a demon priest is very capable of fighting, he will naturally be respected by everyone.

It is true that war is no longer the mainstream of human civilization, but the foundation of peace is forged by war.

When Bai Xiao and Yuan Shi walked into the arena, many people had gathered in the audience around them, including both students and tutors who watched the excitement. Bai Xiao's eyesight was amazing, in addition to seeing Qingyue, Lu Xun and others who came to the front row, he also saw a group of mentors wearing mentor robes and smiling masks in the corner, and they all played signs such as "Down with the original poem!", "Enforce justice!", "Return my girlfriend!", and a sad atmosphere came to his face.

"My twisted powder. The original poem explains.

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A simulated battle between teachers and students to test their physique actually attracted more than 100 onlookers in the academy, which can be said to be unexpected by everyone.

It is difficult to verify where the news first leaked out, and it is also unknown why the two came to fight at night, but these details are not important.

The important thing is that the chief savage from the Snow Mountain has to fight the youngest Demon Dao master!

That's enough.

In the audience, there was a lot of discussion.

"Who do you think will win?"

"There should be no suspense about victory or defeat, after all, Yuan Shi is a master-level demon Taoist, as long as he doesn't deliberately suppress his strength, he won't lose to his students no matter what. ”

"But even the Great Grandmaster lost in the entrance test before, although he was only a Great Grandmaster when he was 20 years old, but Yuan Shi is only in his twenties now. ”

“...... If you don't want to be like those masked people in the corner, who are pitifully selling on signs during the New Year's holidays, forget the concept of being in your twenties forever, and read it with me, the original poem is seventeen years old this year. ”

"Then may I ask the seventeen-year-old Master Yuan, how can he defeat that snow-capped mountain savage?"

"I heard that when she was studying under the Great Grandmaster, she did a lot of in-depth research with the Great Grandmaster on cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems, and soon after graduation, she got the title of Master of the Biochemical Domain. And the actual combat ability of the biochemical domain has always been strong, and it is also very capable of restraining Bai Xiao's combat style. What's more, if the teacher loses to the student, it will be too shameless. I don't think the original poem will be self-defeating in front of everyone. ”

"I think when she stands in the arena with her own students, she has no face. A seventeen-year-old demon master who has been a demon master for an unknown number of years, fights with a sixteen-year-old freshman who has just transplanted a demon seed and has not yet learned to outline supernatural powers, and the old cow eats tender grass and has no such way to eat......"

“...... I'll ask you something, what color do you like about the mask? ”

"Isn't it me, this is the audience, and she can't hear us talking!"

"But the people in the audience can hear it, especially the group of masked people in the corner, they can't wait to expose the meritorious service, as long as the newcomer is allowed to wear a mask, his mask may have a chance to take off, so take care of my brother, I have ......to leave beforehand."

"Don't leave me!"

Before the battle began, the discussion in the audience was already hot.

But it is clear that most people are overwhelmingly optimistic about the original poem.

In the field, the original poem also maintained absolute confidence, and the crimson dress was stretched out, like a gorgeous flower.

"Are you ready?"

Bai Xiao said: "It seems that you still don't know your opponent well enough. ”

Snow mountain hunters, be prepared at all times.

"Let's get started. ”

Before the last syllable of the original poem was settled, Bai Xiao moved, accompanied by an explosive swing of his arm, and the white bone spear shot out from the elbow joint, piercing straight into the forehead of the original poem.

The next moment, the gorgeous flowers suddenly spread out, turning into countless petals flying in the sky under the impact of the bone spear.

The edge of each petal is as sharp as a knife, dancing with the wind in mid-air, forming a gorgeous knife array.

Seeing this, Bai Xiao couldn't help but nodded.

The teacher did a good job of doing his homework.

It can be seen that the original poem has indeed put a lot of effort into making up for the biggest shortcoming of the Demon Daoist when facing the Snow Mountain Hunter.

Start-up speed.

No matter how powerful the Demon Daoist is, in most cases, his body is still an out-and-out ordinary human, and in terms of reaction speed, it is too far behind the Snow Mountain Hunter.

In Bai Xiao's view, most southerners are incredibly sluggish, and the interval between encountering a situation and reacting is incomparably long. Therefore, once you start fighting, as long as you complete a strong attack when the opponent is unable to react, you can often kill with one hit.

After Bai Xiao came to the Southern Continent, the two battles with the Demon Daoist relied on the absolute speed advantage to complete the killing before the opponent could use the Demon Dao Divine Power.

But of course, this trick is not invincible in the world, at least from the books he has read in the past few days, he has seen many ways to crack it.

The simplest is the trigger-type supernatural power, which is similar to a trap mechanism, once triggered, the magic energy will be modulated in an instant, and it is no longer limited by the reaction of the demon Taoist himself.

On the carnival night, the teleportation technique on the two princes was triggered. After Bai Xiao killed the two senior spies, the prince immediately returned to White Night City, which made him unable to react.

In front of him, the original poem turned into a rain of flowers, and obviously also used a trigger-type supernatural power, completing the transformation of the flesh at the moment when the bone spear and the body were reached, avoiding the fatal blow.

At the same time, the form of this flower rain is also aimed at one of Bai Xiao's major weaknesses.

Single means of attack.

No matter how amazing his results are, they are essentially purely physical attacks. If you can win, you will win by surprise and the opponent's physical defense is limited.

But with the ever-changing nature of the Demon Dao, if you transform yourself into a form that is difficult for physical attacks to work into, it will make it difficult for Bai Xiao to attack.

Bai Xiao saw an introduction to the power of the ancients in the book list that the original poem gave him, which mentioned that before the great prosperity of the Demon Dao, among the various forces that supported human civilization, the most popular one was martial arts. Through the study of martial arts and the polishing of the physical body, human beings in ancient times had incredible power when they raised their hands and feet. However, this power is too single and can be easily targeted, so it gradually declined during the Flame King's time.

Bai Xiao wasn't sure if the power he had was a so-called martial art, but the discussion in the book was indeed good.

If you rely on the physical body alone, the strength of the Snow Mountain Hunter will be too single, and it will be easy to target.

So in the absence of rules, Snow Mountain Hunters never fight only by their bodies.

Just when the original poem turned into a rain of flowers, Bai Xiao had already flicked his wrist and took back the bone spear he thrown, and it turned out that at the tail of the bone spear, there was an almost transparent meat tendon connected to the inside of the arm, which was held in his hand.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the bone spear's retreat, Bai Xiao rubbed the palm of his left hand on the tip of the spear, and suddenly the blood stained the snow-white bone spear red. Holding a blood-red bone spear, Bai Xiao exerted his strength under his feet, and rushed towards the rain in a wave of shaking mountains.

The moment Bai Xiao's momentum was launched, the thousands of petals transformed by the original poem began to rotate violently, trying to tear Bai Xiao to pieces like a meat grinder.

Rumble!

The moment the two came into contact, a flame burst into flames.

Bai Xiao's blood-colored bone spear swept across, and hundreds of petals were swept off in an instant, and after being touched by the bone spear, these petals not only lost their momentum, but also burned brightly.

Bai Xiao only swept the bone spear a few rounds, and the fierce petal array turned into a rain of fire and fell.

However, Bai Xiao frowned, and the muscles in his body subconsciously tightened.

A poem written by a southerner suddenly came to his mind: turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.