The hiccup in the ring didn't last long, and the final result was that the boy who was lying on the ground was carried out of the ring.

And the lucky Liang Youshi was escorted into the final battle by this unknown childhood friend, and he also withdrew from the competition early.

Zhu Mianmian and Shen Wanhui retracted their gazes, and at this time they only had this opponent standing on the opposite side in their eyes.

The two did not directly touch each other, but kept the distance at this moment and tested each other.

The battle between children and students in the junior immortal cultivation academy is actually not so gorgeous.

First, they still have too little experience in fighting, and second, the means they can use are very limited.

The two of them are releasing each other's Yuan Techniques back and forth, but they can find that their Yuan Techniques are not yet able to be retracted and released freely.

Each time you cast the meta-technique, there will be a relatively noticeable pause, which gives the opponent enough time to dodge.

In addition to the Yuan Shu that they can use, the children are also allowed to use some of the spirit runes, but the premise of using the spirit runes is that they must be drawn for themselves, and the use of spirit runes drawn by other people's hands will be banned when they come to the stage.

The number of runes that each child can carry is ten, and in this situation, it may be the key to their victory.

The rhythm of releasing the Yuan Technique to each other was destroyed by Shen Wanhui's next move, and after the Yuan Technique was cast, smoke suddenly rose from the ring out of nowhere. Suddenly, Zhu Mianmian on the ring couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

Fortunately, Zhu Mianmian was not unprepared, and a spirit rune lit up in her sleeve, blowing a cool breeze in front of her.

The wind stopped, and the fog dissipated, greeting Shen Wanhui, who was holding a long stick, greeted Zhu Mianmian.

The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, Shen Wanhui did not expect that his mist talisman could make Zhu Mianmian mess, but with the cover of the mist talisman, his long stick would definitely be able to give Zhu Mianmian a blow.

"Despicable!" Hao Yun shouted, although he knew that he could bring a weapon, but who would have known that Shen Wanhui would carry such a shameless weapon.

The fog made Zhu Mianmian subconsciously take two steps back, and she was standing on the edge of the ring at this time. Seeing that the pitch-black oak stick was about to knock Zhu Mianmian out of the ring, but she didn't know where she borrowed her strength, and she actually jumped high to dodge the blow that Shen Wanhui was determined to win.

"Light Body Spirit Talisman?" Shen Wanhui looked at Zhu Mianmian's light body, and immediately guessed the reason.

Shen Wanhui stepped forward with a dancing stick, pointing straight at the place where Zhu Mianmian landed.

Hitting, peeling, splitting, covering, pressing, clouding, sweeping, piercing......

Shen Wanhui has no use for all kinds of methods of making sticks, before coming to Xiaobi, he only learned some stick methods roughly, but at this moment, he forgot all about it.

He just relied on the advantage of the stick commander to wave wildly, trying to win the competition with this king eight sticks.

At this time, Zhu Mianmian was like a fallen leaf, under her conscious control, swaying left and right, and was stunned to avoid Shen Wan's continuous attacks.

Shen Wanhui repeatedly missed, and freed up one hand to quietly use a quagmire talisman.

He predicted where Zhu Mianmian would land, and suddenly threw the spirit rune in his hand towards his feet.

As soon as the quagmire talisman touched the ring, it disappeared, but this terrain-changing talisman was useless here.

"Damn, I didn't say this at the beginning?" Shen Wanhui threw Zhang Lingfu plainly, and his heart was very angry.

Zhu Mianmian didn't see Shen Wanhui's small movements, if it weren't for the fact that the terrain was not allowed to be changed in the ring, she might have fallen into Shen Wanhui's way.

The aging effect of the soft voice spirit talisman was only half a pillar of incense, and after Zhu Mianmian landed, he slid backwards and slid out of two more positions, keeping a safe distance from Shen Wanhui.

"If it doesn't work like this, do you really want to use the ugly stick that Hao Yun gave?"

When Zhu Mianmian was distracted and thinking, Shen Wanhui stepped heavily on the ring and rushed towards her like an arrow from the string.

"Do you dare to be distracted at such a time?"

I don't know if Shen Wanhui was beaten by Hao Yun, and he even yelled at Zhu Mianmian at this time.

Zhu Mianmian was brought back to his senses by Shen Wanhui's shout, and the long stick had arrived in front of him.

Just when Shen Wanhui thought that he was about to succeed, a strong force came from the stick, and it actually took him around in a circle.

"Where did this Zhu Mianmian get so much strength, didn't she flee in a hurry?" Shen Wanhui grabbed the long stick in his hand so that it would not fall to the ground, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Zhu Mianmian didn't expect that he could have such an effect just by throwing a stick casually.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Cai really had the real feeling of sticks touching, she would have thought that Shen Wanhui was deliberately confusing her.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Shen Wanhui looked at the black short stick in Zhu Mianmian's hand and sneered at her.

Zhu Mianmian didn't reply, and took a defensive posture with a stick.

Obviously, Zhu Mianmian has not learned any stick skills, but even if he has learned it, he is afraid that he will not be able to use a few points on this short stick.

Shen Wanhui sneered, spat on the palms of his hands, and raised his stick to attack Zhu Mianmian.

Zhu Mianmian was ready at this time, the movement of the long stick was actually in her control, and she waved the short stick to sweep the stick of Shen Wanhui's long stick.

In this sweep, in fact, Zhu Mianmian didn't exert much force, but she heard the sound of the wooden stick waving out of the sky.

Shen Wanhui's oak stick was derailed by a blow from the short stick, and he staggered to his side before he stopped.

"What the hell is your stick?" Shen Wanhui shook his numb hands and asked Zhu Mianmian.

At this time, Zhu Mianmian would pay attention to him, it was a wood yuan technique in his hand, Shen Wanhui didn't have time to dodge, he could only roll on a lazy donkey, and he flipped back, and the sharp cyan blades were nailed between Shen Wanhui's two strands, only a millimeter away from his body.

Shen Wanhui's crotch was cold, and he looked up at Zhu Mianmian in horror.

Zhu Mianmian was unforgiving at this time, and flew towards Shen Wanhui with a slap of the leaf blade.

Shen Wanhui's hands and feet were in a mess, he couldn't care about his image, turned over and fled backwards. If it's a little late, he's going to say goodbye to a happy life.

released a large number of Yuan Techniques at one time, and Zhu Mianmian also had to stop and straighten out his vitality.

At this time, Shen Wanhui had already come to the edge of the ring, and if Zhu Mianmian could hold on for three more breaths, I was afraid that Shen Wanhui would take the initiative to jump out of the ring.

There was no more sound of Ye Blade breaking through the air behind him, which made Shen Wanhui let out a long breath, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and got up immediately, this was the best time to fight back.

Shen Wanhui cautiously took out a spirit rune, he didn't expect to use it at this time

He slapped the spirit rune on his chest, and the pale cyan spirit rune gradually dissolved in Shen Wanhui's chest, and when the spirit rune disappeared, Shen Wanhui also dissipated into the air.

The wooden stick that had been rolling down the ring suddenly disappeared.

Zhu Mianmian's cold hair exploded, and she secretly screamed in her heart, it's not good.

The sound of the long stick breaking through the air was in Zhu Mianmian's ears, but it was clear that there was nothing on the front and side of him.

Zhu Mianmian didn't have time to think about it, so he could only hold the short stick on his chest and take it by feeling.

A strong force came from the short stick to Zhu Mianmian's chest, and she took three steps back with just one blow.

Shen Wanhui didn't use all his strength with this stick, otherwise Zhu Mianmian's decision would not be as simple as just taking three steps back.

Shen Wanhui, who was hidden in the air at this time, was like a cat that had caught a mouse, and he enjoyed the feeling of hunting at this moment.

He walked quickly behind Zhu Mianmian, and raised his hand to make another stick.

Zhu Mianmian continued to resist the stick blows that would come from nowhere, while quickly thinking of ways to deal with it in his mind.

Finally, she found a wonderful opportunity to put away the short stick in her hand.

Shen Wanhui looked at Zhu Mianmian's movements and thought that she was going to give up struggling, but reason still told Shen Wanhui not to take it lightly at this time.

In the last stick, he decided to use twelve points of strength to knock Zhu Mianmian out of the ring with just one blow.

Just when Shen Wanhui was about to come out with the last stick, a thick smoke and fog that he was very familiar with rose on the stage.

A stick was struck, but Shen Wanhui didn't receive feedback from the stick, and he didn't hit!

He was not in a hurry, before the effect of his invisibility talisman was lost, Shen Wanhui still had enough time to deal with Zhu Mianmian.

But the most important thing at the moment is to break through the fog in front of you.

Shen Wanhui waved his hand and played an obstacle breaking charm, and the fog was like snow welcoming the sun, and it melted immediately.

The fog cleared, and Shen Wanhui saw him standing in place, facing away from him at this time.

This is the time!

The long stick struck Zhu Mianmian on Zhu Mianmian's back with Shen Wanhui's full strength.

"Sister!" Zhu Changchuan shouted.

The fog was thick just now, and he couldn't see anything clearly on the shadow wall, but at this time, the clouds and fog dispersed, but he only saw Zhu Mianmian being swung out of the ring like a sandbag by a huge force from behind him.

Sliding out of a beautiful arc, Zhu Mianmian smashed out of the ring as Shen Wanhui expected, motionless.

"Brother, sister, she was beaten out!" Zhu Changchuan said as he looked at Hao Yun, who was a little indifferent beside him.

"It's okay, you keep looking. Hao Yun looked at Zhu Mianmian who fell outside the ring, and he didn't worry at all.

Zi Xuefeng was originally just Gu Jing Bubo's expression, but when he saw this, he raised his thin eyebrows with satisfaction: "It's a little interesting." ”

Shen Wanhui appeared, came to the ring, looked at Zhu Mianmian lying on the ground and said with some disdain: "I thought you had how many catties and taels, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." Your Baiyang Immortal Mansion is really some waste, and Shen Fu's waste is also a match in your Baiyang Immortal Mansion. By the way, let your two waste brothers be careful, if I meet them one day, I will beat them just like I did today. ”

Shen Wanhui looked at the monk who was watching the battle and asked, "Immortal Chief, can you announce the result?"

The monk looked at Shen Wanhui with a strange look in his eyes, but he was silent.

"She was beaten by me, why didn't you sentence me to win?"

The monk still didn't speak.

"I..." Shen Wanhui seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his head to look at Zhu Mianmian lying on the ground, his mind was blank...

"Did you find out now?"

Zhu Mianmian's faint voice sounded in Shen Wanhui's ears.

And then there's a stick.

Shen Wanhui only felt that his back was run over by an earth dragon, and he fell to the ground with a wail.

"Do you think I won't be able to do invisibility talismans?" Zhu Mianmian looked at Shen Wanhui who fell to the ground and said expressionlessly.

She then walked to Shen Wanhui's side, and it seemed that she hadn't fought enough.

"You scold me"

A stick

Shen Wanhui wailed

"It's okay if you scold Baiyang Immortal Mansion"

A stick

Shen Wanhui whined

"You scold your brother, that's also your freedom. ”

A stick

Shen Wanhui was powerless to resist

"But you!"

"Don't scold my brother!"

Zhu Mianmian said as she waved the ugly burning stick in her hand.

A stick

Two sticks

Three rollers.

Shen Wanhui was completely knocked unconscious.