Ruan Ruan and several people quietly watched the first group of games under the stage, and each time 20 students competed, only ten winners could be left, waiting for the second round of the draw.

The twenty-ninth drawn by Yuqing was the third group to play, and she was a little looking forward to it and a little nervous. Ruan Ruan took her little hand, shook it, and cheered her up.

The first two groups quickly decided the winner, and it was Yuqing's turn to take the stage, Yuqing jumped on the stage and grimaced at Ruan Ruan, who nodded at her with a smile.

Yuqing's opponent is a male student in the second year of entry, and he can't help but be secretly happy to see that Yuqing is a freshman. The two of them saluted slightly, and the man swung his sword and slashed, but he was not merciless, and there was no sign of humility at all.

Since the last time she fought Zhao Dingyi, Yuqing has not been lazy when she returned to the academy, and has been honing her swordsmanship. Seeing the man's move, the butterfly dance sword in his hand fluttered lightly, turning into a sword shadow, and met him in a virtual and real way.

Ruan Ruan looked at it and nodded slightly, and said in her heart that this girl has improved a lot.

The man didn't dare to rush forward when he saw the sword flowers all over the sky, so he had to dance the long sword to protect his body. The two came and went, and the long sword was just a false temptation, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

When the man saw that he couldn't help Yuqing, he was a little impatient in his heart, and he didn't hide his selfishness, so he ran his true qi on the sword, slashed it down, and collided with Yuqing's butterfly dancing sword.

Yuqing also ran the Maiden's Heart Method, the true air turned, and under the collision of the long sword, the man felt a feminine power coming from the sword, and the long sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to swing it.

Yuqing took advantage of the butterfly and danced the sword and twisted it, and the man had to abandon the sword and retreat, admitting defeat.

Yuqing grinned, glanced at Ruan Ruan Soft in the audience, and happily went to the side to wait.

Du Xiaobai saw it on the side and couldn't help but admire, "Senior Sister Yuqing is so powerful, she is worthy of being a disciple who can enter the inner gate." ”

Ruan Ruan didn't say much, he saw the battle of everyone on the field in his eyes, and kept analyzing it in his heart.

Soon Ruan Ruan came to power, and his opponent turned out to be one of the hundred students who started together. The student saw Ruan Ruan ascending to the seventh floor of the Miaoyin Tower that day, and he was also extremely impressed in his heart. Knowing that he couldn't win, he saluted Ruan Ruan, "Senior Brother Yushi, there is no need to compare this time, I just admit defeat." "He is older than Ruan Ruan, but Ruan Ruan has already been shortlisted for the inner disciples, and he is still hovering in the ranks of the outer disciples, so his tone is very humble.

Ruan Ruan also returned the salute, walked off the stage, and stood with Yuqing.

Yuqing's face was full of grievances, "It's too easy for you to win." ”

Ruan Ruan raised her fingers, made a boo gesture on the side of her mouth, and pulled her to stand quietly aside.

When it was Du Xiaobai's turn to play, he was not very lucky, and he met a second-year student. Although he tried his best, his skills were not as good as others after all, and he was soon defeated.

The results of the first round were quick in coming, and the remaining one hundred and twenty people went on to draw lots.

Ruan Ruan drew the fifteenth, Yuqing drew the one hundred and seventeenth, Yuqing patted his chest, "I'm scared to death, if I go against you, my promotion will end here." ”

Ruan Ruan grinned, "Other people are not easy to deal with, you have to come on." ”

Soon it was the turn of the two to take the stage at the same time, Yuqing shook her small fist and gestured to Ruan Ruan, the two looked at each other and smiled, and each faced their opponents.

Standing in front of Yuqing was a third-year student, tall and with a loud voice.

He looked at Yuqing, "It's interesting, I met a newcomer, and it's still a little girl." ”

Yuqing saluted, "Please advise the senior." ”

The student smiled, "My name is Wang Dachuan, I have been in the school for three years, and I am about to graduate, and this is also the last time I will participate in the competition of the academy." ”

Yuqing saw that he looked familiar, and her heart moved, "What is the relationship between you and Wang Dacheng?"

Wang Dachuan's eyes widened, "Do you know my brother?"

Yuqing said with a smile: "It turned out to be an acquaintance, Senior Brother Dacheng once helped me, he is a good person." ”

"It turns out that there is such a relationship, and I am embarrassed to make a move when you say that. Wang Dachuan is straightforward and fast-talking.

"It doesn't matter, although the senior brother gives it a go, although I am a woman, I should not be underestimated. "Yuqing is not polite at all.

Wang Dachuan shouted "yes" and punched Yuqing.

Yuqing saw that he was powerful and powerful, and he didn't use weapons, so he dealt with him lightly.

Wang Dachuan's fist wind was violent, and before he could reach his body, he had a faint pain on his face, and if he hit, Yuqing's small body would not be able to bear it.

Yuqing stepped on the footwork of the Yu family, her body was as light as a leaf, and with Wang Dachuan's fist drifting, Wang Dachuan's fist failed to hit her after all.

Wang Dachuan missed several punches, and his strength did not weaken, but became more courageous. On the field, only the fist wind was whirring, Yuqing's thin body was interspersed left and right, dexterously dodging in the gap between the fists, and others pinched a cold sweat when they looked at it.

Wang Dachuan roared violently into the sky, his body became even bigger than before, the whole person seemed to be inflated, and his arms became thicker. The surface of the body emitted a faint golden light, like the god of war descending to earth, majestic.

Yuqing felt the air around her pressing towards her, and her body could no longer move dexterously. He could only draw out the Butterfly Dance Sword, run his true qi, and stab Wang Dachuan in the chest.

Seeing this, Wang Dachuan closed his palms and clamped Yuqing's sword in the palm of his hand, Yuqing pulled out the sword hard, but he didn't move at all. Wang Dachuan said "heh" in his mouth, his arms were forced, and he rotated in place, and threw Yuqing and his sword wheel up and threw him to the audience.

Yuqing turned over in the air, stood under the stage, and saluted Wang Dachuan, "Senior brother has profound skills, admire and admire." ”

Wang Dachuan bowed his head and said: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed to deal with my junior sister, I even used the golden body of the battle to win." ”

Yuqing knew that there was still a gap between her and him, so she was not annoyed in her heart, and quietly watched Ruan Ruan's game.

Ruan Ruan met Mouton in the second grade, and the two got entangled after a little introduction.

Mouton made a golden wedge in his hand, waving the wind everywhere, faintly carrying the sound of the dragon's groan, and the momentum was very amazing.

The two intersected with their swords and collided dozens of times in a row, and Mouton felt that his arm was gradually numb, and he couldn't help but be surprised by Ruan Ruan's profound skills.

Ruan Soft copied with a soft gaze, not daring to underestimate the other party.

The gold mace used by Mouton is infused with fire-based true energy, and the surface of the gold mace seems to be burning, and the surrounding air seems to burn with a scorching aura.

Ruan Ruan Soft ran the Qingming Xiaoling and transformed it into the true qi of the water system, and as the frost sword swayed with bursts of water vapor, a cloud and mist slowly condensed in the air.

It's raining, how can there be rain?

Mouton looked up strangely, and the rain was falling. No, this is not rain, this is the condensation of sword qi, is it! His pupils constricted, and a terrible thought was generated, this is sword intent!

The sword intent turns into rain, and it is pervasive.

Mouton stood there in a daze, only raindrops fell between heaven and earth, and at this time he had no fighting spirit, and the gold mace in his hand also returned to its normal color.

Ruan Ruan put away his sword, very satisfied with the sword intent of rain that he had perceived. In the battle with the fire ants in the cave, he finally combined the Yu family's swordsmanship with his true qi, and comprehended different experiences, especially the attack on the range, which had a miraculous effect.

Mouton looked at the young man opposite, sighed, he was not wronged to lose, and after seeing that the other party had comprehended the sword intent, the result was already obvious.