"Boom" huge rings into one. In this ring, a quarter of an hour later, the final match of the freshmen will be played.

"I guess the boy won!" said one freshman. "I guess it's the girl who wins, and the girl's spiritual power transformation has been done to the extreme. "Another freshman. "I'm here to sit in the bank, let's make a bet to see who wins!" a freshman coaxed. The third elder knocked on the freshman's head, "Gambling is not allowed in the academy!"

Shu Manyun had a bright smile on his face, "Yi Ling, I've been waiting for a long time and finally waiting until now." ”

Yi Ling didn't know that Shu Manyun was about to retaliate, and smiled slightly, "Yes, it's finally time for the last one." ”

A quarter of an hour is fleeting.

Shu Manyun's smile became brighter and brighter, Yi Ling's sense of ominousness became more and more obvious, and his cold hair stood upside down.

"I always feel so uncomfortable. Yi Ling muttered quietly.

The two slowly walked to the ring.

"Begin!" the three elders shouted as both of them stood in the ring.

The "boom" torrent washed this Yi Ling mercilessly.

"Isn't this trick something new?" Yi Ling said with a slight mockery.

When the torrent just submerged Yi Ling, it instantly condensed into ice.

"Not good" Yi Ling snorted lightly, and the seven-colored spiritual power swept away on Yi Ling's body, wanting to shatter the ice.

The torrent of "Click" continued to condense into ice, and finally Yi Ling was frozen tightly, forming an iceberg, which was difficult for even those at the peak of the Spirit Realm to break.

"Hahaha" Schumann stood in front of the iceberg and laughed recklessly, his otherworldly temperament no longer existed. But Schumann smiled more lively, and the smile with that beautiful face showed a sunny beauty and a cheerful beauty.

Yi Ling is now suffering from the iceberg and mentally being tortured by Shu Manyun, but he is thinking about how to break the game.

Suddenly, Yi Ling's aura flashed, and the colorful spiritual power attached to the protective body on his body disappeared, and the space around Yi Ling suddenly became disordered, and the space around Yi Ling continued to distort.

Suddenly, the ice around Yi Ling disappeared, without warning! Not melting, but silently.

Space was made around Yi Ling, who was tightly frozen, Yi Ling's hands stretched forward, and all the ice blocks touched by Yi Ling's hands disappeared, and in this way, Yi Ling made a passage in the iceberg.

Yi Ling's heart was on fire, and he didn't say anything, and the colorful spiritual power beside the "Spirit Decisive Anger" instantly turned red!

Surprised, Shu Manyun was only surprised, looking at the iceberg that was broken, it took seventy percent of the spiritual power to condense it! But looking at the menacing Yi Ling, he had no choice but to put away his surprise, with an apologetic face, and waved his hand while saying, "Don't get excited." "Because Shumanyun has consumed seventy percent of the spiritual power in his body, he has recovered one layer just now, and he can't match the current Yi Ling at all.

Yi Ling didn't seem to hear anything, and the red light in his right hand vibrated loudly, and the angry version of the Spirit Shock Strike! This is the mode in which the Spirit Shock Strike can exert the greatest power! Yi Ling is angry.

"Don't push me!" said Schumann proudly, no longer apologizing.

Yi Ling still walked menacingly towards Schumann Cloud.

"Now Schumann has some of it," said a freshman. "It's called not dying if you don't die!" said another freshman. These two freshmen were both people who were swept down the ring by the torrent of Schumann clouds, and their hearts were full of resentment, but this was also caused by a lack of strength.

"Don't force me!" Shu Manyun said proudly, Yi Ling slowly paced some distance away from Shu Manyun.

"You forced me!" Schumann shouted, doing something that no one expected!

"Oh!" the freshmen were all stunned, their eyes glazed over, watching what Schumann had done.

"This is too shameless, isn't it?" said one freshman. "It's just, it's shameless!" a freshman chimed in.

Schumann Yun actually jumped out of the ring by himself!

Yi Ling was also stunned, he just wanted to scare Shu Manyun, not really make a move, and then really scared Shu Manyun out of power, it seems that his relationship with Shu Manyun is not good.

The first place has been decided, and the last one to fight in the ring is Yi Ling!

"The last battle is over, and the first place in this freshman qualifying competition is: Yi Ling!" the three elders announced. "Next, you have a chance to choose to challenge someone higher than you, and if you win, you will take his place!

"I'm going to challenge for third place!" Xuan Ziluo said without hesitation after hearing this.

The young man in the third place is also helpless, he also noticed the battle between Xuan Ziluo and Shu Manyun during the battle, although Xuan Ziluo was defeated, but although he was defeated, it was normal for the spirit control realm to be defeated under the hands of the spirit realm, and the young man boasted that he would definitely not last so long under Shu Manyun's hands, this is the precipitation of combat experience, although they are all the pinnacle of the spirit control realm, but because of the lack of combat experience, even if it is the same realm, it will lose.

"The resumption of the war begins!" said the Third Elder

The violent spiritual power condensed on Xuan Ziluo's fingers, and the force under his feet was exerted, and he arrived in front of the young man in an instant, "Xuantian One Finger!"

"Jian Songbang" The young man double-killed and pinched his fist, condensed his spiritual power, and bombarded away with both hands at the same time.

"Boom"

Two different spiritual powers bombarded together, and the two spiritual powers appeared disordered.

"Boom" is evenly matched, and the spiritual power is constantly melting.

"Buzzing" fists and fingers are constantly shaking.

"Xuantian Step" Suddenly, Xuanziluo's figure flashed and withdrew his Xuantian finger.

"Not good. The boy didn't react, and leaned forward naturally.

"Boom"

Xuan Ziluo punched out, and the boy fell out of the ring.

Obviously, Xuan Ziluo not only has a high cultivation talent, but also a wealth of combat experience.

"Is there anything to challenge!" the Third Elder continued.

"Me!", "I!", "Me!"

"I'm sorry. Yi Ling's face was full of apologies. "I just didn't hold it at the time, don't be angry, Sister Manyun. Yi Ling said with a slightly coquettish tone.

"Hmph, now I know it's time to apologize, it's too late!" Schumann's little face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, Sister Manyun, don't be angry. ”

Except for the battle of Xuan Ziluo, the rest of the rematch was unremarkable. The rematch is finally over.

"The rematch is over! Now it's time for you to wait so long, and the awards!" said the Third Elder.

"Boom"

The originally quiet ring suddenly became noisy.

"Next, I'll take you to the assembly hall to assemble. ”

"Just forgive me, Sister Manyun~" Yi Ling still didn't give up, and kept repeating this sentence.

"Okay, okay, it's not impossible for me to forgive you, well, if you can get the person who presents the award to hug you and kiss you, I'll forgive you!"