Chapter 82: The Saint Fights Qingyan

Qingyan and the Sage Academy became the final winners of this game, but if it comes to force, everyone is still more optimistic about Song Chenxiang, who has been famous for a long time, and they are only surprised by the extraordinary strength of the dark horses of the Sage Academy.

This may be the inertia of thinking, unwilling to break the old pattern to see the problem.

"Please ask Qingyan Academy and Sage Academy to send their own contestants, and draw lots to decide which side will come out with the question. ”

Dean Wang Meng raised his voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, three people stood up from Qingyan Academy, namely: Song Chenxiang, Zhan Zhiming, and Feng Xinyi.

The Sage Academy also stood up with three people, namely Yan Yan, Zhang Chengyong, and Lei Yutong.

"Which of you will come first?" Dean Wang Meng said lightly.

Song Chenxiang glanced at Yan Yan and the others, he took a step forward and said lightly: "Let's come first, we have nothing to twist compared to combat strength." ”

Song Chenxiang stood up and already signaled that he was ready to challenge one of the people of the Sage Academy.

Hearing Song Chenxiang's words, everyone in the ring, especially the disciples of Qingyan Academy, all waved their flags and shouted, as if victory was in the middle of their hands.

Zhan Zhiming and Feng Xinyi's faces remained unchanged, obviously acquiescing to Song Chenxiang's statement.

Yan Yan stepped forward and stepped out, rushing to the night's blood and qi surging, and there was a faint smoke above his head.

This is the manifestation of a person who has achieved great energy!

Looking at the mighty Yan in front of him, Song Chenxiang was slightly surprised,

"I didn't expect you to break through and become a Sanshang Realm Dengtang, although you are full of qi and blood, but these are useless! I will tell you, the gap between you and me!"

Song Chenxiang waved his robe, and immediately the audience applauded.

An Bai, who was not far away, looked at Song Chenxiang with a little interest in his eyes.

"Brother Shi, you can't gamble anymore! Don't blame the junior brother for being ruthless, I won't lend you this spirit stone! How many spirit stones did you say you sent to the dealer this time?"

A thin young man pulled his fellow senior brother beside him and tried his best to dissuade him.

"What do you know! Senior Brother Song is an existence with explosive force value! This time the Sage Academy has lost!" The disciples who had just entered the audience clenched their fists and cheered up, their spirits were flying, and they were not sad for those Xu Lingshi at all.

Drizzle, yes, it's drizzle, as long as you win, it's drizzle that you lose in front.

Senior Brother Shi, who was in a state of excitement, couldn't hear or hear his junior brother's words, but was trapped in the absence of spirit stones, so he had to stop betting.

"Dean Wang Meng, I've worked hard. Yan Yan clasped his fists and saluted to the dean, as a student, Yan Yan would not forget the proper etiquette even if he was fighting in the ring.

Looking at Yan Yan with appreciation, Dean Wang waved his hand and signaled the game to begin.

Drawing out the long sword with him, Song Chenxiang took the lead in casting the unique secret method of Qingyan Academy, and a flame void rose up, attached to the cold and cold sword, and the temperature on the scene dropped instantly, and it seemed that they were all engulfed by this strange flame.

"This is! This is the flame of the Qingyan Academy. I didn't expect that the disciples of your Qingyan students would be able to master it at this stage, and even be able to attach it to weapons, this is indeed a young talent. ”

A college teacher in the stands was greatly moved, and praised his friend from Qingyan Academy, who was also a teacher.

"Hahaha, it's still Song Chenxiang who works hard by himself. This teacher of Qingyan Academy was especially honored, and he was a little modest.

I saw that in the ring, Yan Yan stepped out step by step, step after step, and his momentum gradually increased.

"This is the best time to prove Teacher An's name, I must behave well and let everyone see that Teacher An is the best teacher in Sage Academy!"

Yan Yan's blood was surging, and his momentum was stronger and stronger.

The monstrous momentum was concentrated in front of Song Chenxiang, and the oppressed Song Chenxiang could no longer maintain a calm posture.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword involuntarily tightened.

Song Chenxiang was slightly stunned.

"People, as long as they work hard, they will definitely be able to overcome the sky!, information, can only represent my past. Yan Yan said softly.

Waves of heat rolled around Yan Yan, this was the sweat that evaporated from the qi and blood!

Song Chenxiang took the lead in taking out the sword, and suddenly the flames soared,

The big sword swung around, and the sword qi was raging, as if waving the giant's soldiers, and there was a fierce sky, and the cold was pressing.

Yan Yan clenched his fists, his body was running with the method of transporting qi and blood that he had learned from An Bai, and he swung a fiery iron fist at Song Chenxiang, intending to use his powerful body to fight the opponent's flame of fire.

All the students, teachers, and even the dean looked at Yan Yan with great excitement and shock.

"This is, this is unparalleled qi and blood! I didn't want to beat the disciples of our Sage Academy, but they were able to develop their qi and blood to such a point!"

"It's nothing short of a miracle. Dean Wang's eyes were shocked, and the shock in his eyes had not faded.

Zhan Zhiming stared at Yan Yan's moves and styles, his eyes gradually deepened, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried about his senior brother in his heart.

cracking sound

There was a sound of flames bursting from the field, and Yan Yan waved his fists to resist Song Chenxiang's stormy attack, steady as a rock.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Yan Yan seized the opportunity to punch quickly, and the situation in the arena was suddenly reversed, and it became Yan Yan suppressing the main Song Chenxiang! With a pair of meat fists, he suppressed the genius of Qingyan Academy, who was good at fighting with sharp weapons!!

"This !!! this can't be !!" The three people of Qingyan Academy were dumbfounded, and even everyone in the audience was surprised.

Song Chenxiang saw the opportunity, fought to hit Yan Yan with a punch, pulled the long sword, retracted the sword style, withdrew from the fierce battle, and rested on the edge of the ring.

"Now, I should be able to use the Demon Pill, Song Chenxiang!" Elder Song's face in the stands was serious, but he was not worried but happy in his heart, and secretly muttered to himself.

As a member of the private cultivation of demon skills in this world, Elder Song is carrying out a great plan, once he succeeds, when the demon clan sweeps the world, he will also be in a high position because of this merit, and he will not be a low-level human race.

And the Demon Pill, at first glance, it seems that eating it has the same effect as an ordinary pill that stimulates qi and blood, but it is actually planting a wisp of demon breath in the body to seduce and change camps.

"I'm here to help you! Who gave you the surname Song? The whole family should be neat and tidy, and they should all serve the Demon Emperor! As long as you enter the demon, you can survive today!" Elder Song secretly comforted himself in his heart, everything he did was for the family and Song Chenxiang.

Feeling the pill in the robe, Song Chenxiang was very entangled in his heart, especially Elder Song in the audience looked at him with emotion, hoping that he could win this game.

Who is this person on the other side? Why was he so unknown before?

Touching his chest, the aftermath of that punch has not yet been breathed. The palm of his hand was numb, and it was the impact of the shock of the right hand holding the hilt of the sword.

To eat? or not to eat?

Eating means that you are not martial. If you don't eat, you are likely to live up to everyone's expectations and lose this game!

On the one hand, the interests of the family and the expectations of his classmates are tied together, and on the other hand, the heart of his own martial artist Xiang Dao, it is difficult to choose between the two, Song Chenxiang's face is entangled, and his heart is already in chaos.

Yan Yan did not take the opportunity to launch an offensive, he wanted to win above board, he wanted to put an end to all criticism, and he wanted to use his iron fist to justify An Bai's name.

"You're no match for me. ”

Yan Yan said calmly, this is not ridicule, nor is it arrogant.

Song Chenxiang became more and more tired the more he fought, and himself, his blood and true qi were like rainbows, and it was the time when he became more and more courageous.

"I'll give you another chance, you can use all your strength to strike, and you can exert your strongest strength while you still have the strength left."

"I'll convince you of losing!"

Yan Yan's voice drifted faintly to Song Chenxiang's ears, and the stimulated Song Chenxiang's face flipped for a while.

Few people in the audience can see the situation, but they are evenly matched, and they all wave their flags and shout for both sides.

Among them, there are especially many people in Song Chenxiang since then.

"Senior Brother Song, come on, although I don't have any spirit stones, but if you win, I'm just as happy as if I won the spirit stones!"

Brother Shi stood under the ring, hugging his junior brother and cheering for the players he supported.

"Senior brother, don't pull and pull with me, delay my youth. The thin junior brother hid his face and sighed.

As if a big stone had landed, Song Chenxiang's heart suddenly settled down.

Since I can compete with the strongest combat power, I won't be annoyed that I won't lose the game because my endurance doesn't last, so let's take this pill as a trial for my martial arts heart!

After a while, the luck skill quietly shattered the pill in his chest, and Song Chenxiang smiled heartily, "Take my strongest trick, Yanlong Fury!"