He looked at the five pillars of pale red light that flew in, and the state academy monk waved the small cyan flag in his hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info saw several rays of light fly out of the small cyan flag, and the glow collided with the pillar of light, and they all disappeared silently. Seeing this, Gan Qingyun and the monks of this state academy both frowned.

Seeing this, Gan Qingyun opened his mouth again, and a thumb-sized red ball in his mouth shot out quickly, quickly shooting towards the monk over there. Seeing this, the monk waved the small cyan flag in his hand a few more times. I saw that the cold air in the small cyan flag was rapidly rising outward, and by the time the thumb-sized red ball flew out, there was already a thick wall of ice in front of the monk that was bubbling with white cold air.

When the thumb-sized red ball hit the ice wall, it rapidly spread red liquid from the place where it hit, which was magma. Soon the ice wall was melted by the lava, but there wasn't much left of it. Gan Qingyun saw this, but frowned. In his opinion, it should not have taken much to melt this wall of ice by melting this magma, but now there is not much left. It is estimated that it is because the cold ice palm cultivated by the monks of Nashu Academy is much more advanced than himself. Gan Qingyun thought secretly.

By the time the ice wall melted, the monk had already gone elsewhere.

Then, the monk of Nazhou Academy waved the small cyan flag in his hand again, and countless ice picks flew out of the small flag. Each of these icicles was the size of a palm, and it was the first time Gan Qingyun had seen such a large icicle in battle.

Gan Qingyun jumped several times, and finally dodged these ice picks. Then he ran to the monk in the distance. Seeing Gan Qingyun rushing towards him, the monk retreated while waving the small cyan flag in his hand. Several wind blades flew out of the small flag, and the speed of this wind blade was extremely fast, Gan Qingyun wanted to use "shrinking the ground into inches" to dodge, but he was still scratched by several wind blades. Then, Gan Qingyun jumped several times in a row, and he was already very close to the monk of Nazhou Academy.

Seeing that the distance was not far away, Gan Qingyun rushed straight to the monk not far away. When the monk saw this, he secretly said that something was wrong in his heart, and he kept waving the small blue flag in his hand. I saw countless wind blades flying out of that small flag that were larger than just now, and the speed of these wind blades was even faster than just now. Seeing this, Gan Qingyun still rushed straight towards the monk, and when these blades were about to approach him, Gan Qingyun shook his body while moving. However, despite this, there were still a lot of wind blades hitting Gan Qingyun's body, and by the time Gan Qingyun moved to the side of the monk of Nazhou Academy, Gan Qingyun's clothes were already in tatters.

After coming to the monk's side, Gan Qingyun kicked horizontally, and the monk didn't have time to run. I saw that he opened his mouth in a panic, and a thumb-sized white cold ice ball flew out of his mouth and rushed straight towards Gan Qingyun. Seeing this, Gan Qingyun also had a mouth, and a thumb-sized ice hockey ball with white cold air flew out of Gan Qingyun's mouth. Then, the two balls collided, and from the place where the two balls collided, the ice was rapidly spreading in all directions. Under normal circumstances, the spread of cold ice requires attachment to carriers, but at this time, the cold ice in the air quickly formed a thick ice wall in front of Gan Qingyun and the monks of Nazhou Academy.

But at this time, Gan Qingyun's right leg was close to kicking the monk's body, and I saw that the monk was kicked by Gan Qingyun and flew out backwards. The monk dissipated in the air like this, and it turned out that Gan Qingyun's kick would kill him. Now that the opponent has disappeared, then this game is won by Gan Qingyun.

Although Gan Qingyun won, there is still one group that has not ended. Gan Qingyun is not in a hurry, and by the way, it is good to look at other people's competitions, and you can also know each other and confidant. It's easier to win the next game.

The group that did not end was a friar from the city courtyard and a male monk from the state court.

On the stage, the friar had a yellow rune paper attached to one of her arms, and the nun had a shield in front of her.

When Gan Qingyun looked at it, the female cultivator's fist hit the shield in front of the male cultivator. Immediately, the ripples from the collision of the monk's fist and shield spread out in all directions, blowing the clothes of the two monks with a sneer. There were also cracks in the place where the friars were standing, but when their competition was over, they would disappear on their own.

The on-site competitions are all virtual characters, and even the scenes are virtual, so those cracks on the ground are naturally simulated. Although the test bench of the big competition is nothing different from the small competition, this is also a big competition after all, and it is also a big competition of the state academy, and the strength of the disciples participating in the competition is not comparable to the disciples of the small competition, so there are still some differences between this competition and the competition table of the small competition.

Gan Qingyun, who was on the side, was also a little surprised when he saw this female monk competing with the male monk of the state academy. I didn't expect this female monk to be a physical cultivator, but this female monk is only in the late stage of skin refining, and she has not yet reached the consummation of skin refining.

What surprised Gan Qingyun even more was the power of the female monk's punch, although she had not reached the perfection of skin refining, the power of her punch was almost equal to the strength of Gan Qingyun's punch with all her strength. I don't know if this female monk has practiced exercises similar to her own Eight Jin Palms, but if she did, it would be a bit troublesome. Gan Qingyun thought secretly.

The reason why the female cultivator on the stage was so powerful was because of the yellow rune paper on her arm. The name of this rune paper is called: "Powerful Talisman", although the name of this rune paper is a little vulgar, but the power is not small. Especially for monks who have practiced alchemy, the effect is even greater. From the performance of this woman just now, you can see the extraordinaryness of this rune paper, and Gan Qingyun also recognized the rune paper at this time, he once saw the appearance of this rune paper in a book, and now after a little thought, he remembered the role and name of this rune paper.

In the stands, the nun punched the shield a few more times, and as the nun waved her arm, the "strong charm" on his arm also flashed, and the light became brighter and brighter.

The strength of the female cultivator's punch was greater than the other, and after a few punches, the shield in front of the male cultivator shattered. At this time, the male cultivator had already withdrawn a few feet away, and a large copper hammer appeared above the place where he was originally standing. The bronze hammer slammed into the nun and the nun saw this, and the nun hurriedly stretched out a fist to the brass hammer, and the fist struck the copper hammer with the light flashing on the nun's arm. Just hearing the sound of "bang", the fist collided with the copper hammer, and the sound was deafening.

And there was also a small pit where the female cultivator was standing, and the crack centered on the small pit spread to all sides, and the rift even spread to the male cultivator's feet. There was only a slight cracking sound, and the hammer was torn apart, and the fragments of the hammer were scattered all over the ground. And the rune paper on the nun's arm also emitted the brightest light and then turned to ashes. The male cultivator was also surprised when he saw this, he didn't expect this female man to be so fierce that she would actually smash her copper hammer alive. He knew that his copper hammer was much harder than ordinary copper hammers, and it was even more unbreakable with a strong sigil engraved with it. How could he not be surprised that he was broken by someone with a punch.

After the rune paper dissipated, the female cultivator was also a little out of strength, and saw that there was an extra pill in her hand at some point, she stuffed this pill into her mouth, and then looked at the male cultivator opposite. And the condition of the male cultivator was not good, seeing that his face was pale, it must have been that when the copper hammer was broken just now, his divine thoughts were affected a little.

At this time, the two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, both of them stayed in different places, one was recovering his strength, and the other was recovering his mind. Now it's up to whoever recovers first and who wins.

After a while, the nun moved. With a gentle wave of her hand, several silver rays of light flew towards the male cultivator. Seeing this, the male cultivator hurriedly dodged. And the female cultivator was already ready, and as soon as the male cultivator moved, she also rushed in the direction of the male cultivator's movement. When the male cultivator saw this female cultivator like this, how could she not know what she was thinking. The male cultivator hurriedly moved to another place, and when he moved, there was an extra bead in his hand, which looked a bit like a mud pill. He threw it at the place where the nun had come, and as soon as the mud pill hit the ground, it quickly dispersed in all directions, and suddenly this area became a swampy place.

Seeing this, the female cultivator had no choice but to take a detour, and this detour delayed a little time, so naturally she couldn't get close to the male cultivator.

Seeing this, the friar threw it again and stabbed several ice picks at the monk. Gan Qingyun saw that there were still a few beams of silver light next to these ice picks. However, the silver light was close to the icicle, and the monk did not notice it. After he dodged the icicle, he threw a thunderball at the nun. As soon as the thunderball was thrown, the male cultivator felt that something was wrong, because he felt as if something was shooting at him from behind. The monk tried to dodge, but it was too late, and several silver rays of light from behind him rushed straight to the back of his head, passing through his brain at once.

It turned out that the female cultivator waited for the silver light to circle behind the male cultivator, and then controlled the silver light to fly towards the male cultivator. This game was won by the female cultivator of the city academy.

This silver light turned out to be several silver needles, it seems that this female cultivator's divine thoughts are much stronger than mine, otherwise she would not have the ability to control that silver light to fly back. Gan Qingyun looked at the dissipating body of the man on the stage and thought secretly.