In the middle of the senior class, Zheng Nanting, a newly promoted student, stood up and walked towards the Dharma platform.

This former Yu Xiaoban, a taciturn person, has a neat appearance, although his clothes are not conspicuous, but he is meticulous, and seems to pay great attention to details.

Opposite him, it is also a slow opponent.

This person is wearing a black power suit, and his figure is thin, like a tree trunk with branches and leaves cut off, giving people the feeling of being a little gloomy.

The two stood in two corners and saluted each other.

The CSI decided to start, and both sides took out their respective weapons.

Zheng Nanting is just a mortal realm, and for the fight, he can only compete like in the law fighting competition provoked by Xie Zhen before, similar to the ordinary rivers and lakes.

He was silent before, but now he actually used a black long stick to put on a posture, which was really a bit calm and sincere. Let the surrounding students secretly cheer.

On the other side, the two-sided slap is a copper cymbal, but the style is more unique, the edge is jagged, black and matte, unusual.

Long sticks against copper cymbals.

An inch long, an inch strong.

At the beginning, Zheng Nanting's performance was really amazing, I don't know where to learn the exquisite stick technique, dancing through the wind and rain, if you want to defend, if you want to attack, you will attack, and you will always suppress the opponent.

In the cheers of the surrounding peers, that casual cultivator had almost no chance to fight back.

Because the weapon is short, his movements are counterattacking, basically looking for an opportunity to break into Zheng Nanting's close quarters. However, Zheng Nanting, who was on the other side, obviously knew this, and the long stick danced vigorously, ensuring that they were at a distance from each other and leaving no flaws.

And the opponent Sanxiu, although he is weak, is still not impatient, steady and steady, and seems to be in a very stable and relaxed mood.

Although in the eyes of cultivators, it is extremely primitive, but it is undeniable that its thrilling, stimulating perception, and attraction to the younger generation are indeed extraordinary.

Most of the students around Xiao Yu were attracted by the fierce fighting in the field, and no one paid attention to his existence anymore.

The competition in the field is becoming more and more intense, and there are strong expectations for the belonging of the "immortal seed post".

There is no mountain gate for casual cultivation, the inheritance is difficult, and the exercises are even more patchwork, but the rivers and lakes are the most experienced, and the fighting skills are also extremely unique. At this time, because of the opponent against the disciples of the mortal qi realm, they can't use low-level instruments, and they all rely on their personal skills, and they come and go, and the two of them are basically fair.

I saw that the loose cultivation movement was smart, sometimes squatting, sometimes jumping, like the monkey king stealing wine, the speed was fast; it was a pity that the opponent Zheng Nanting was calm and restrained, steady and steady, maintaining his advantage, guarding steadily, and several times he was counterattacked by the scattered cultivation to find a flaw, but he responded calmly and quickly corrected it.

If this continues, Zheng Nanting will win, but it is only a matter of time.

Because he had fused with the fairy sister and performed strange sword moves many times, Xiao Yu couldn't help but have a peculiar overlook perception of the situation in the field.

Even though he knew that Zheng Nanting had the advantage, he had a strange intuition in his heart.

On Xiao Yu's side, there was a middle class student, he was slightly distracted, and when he saw the wolf army star in it, his face was flat, and it was completely different from the cheers and noises of the students around him.

After seeing the wolf army star and suddenly smiling meaningfully, Xiao Yu was even more sure of his intuition.

At this time, Zheng Nanting's stick method is rigorous, and he advances and retreats in a certain way, and in the increasingly enthusiastic noise of the audience, he is also calm, and he does not see the possibility of missing at all.

Xiao Yu concentrated, focused his mind on his eyes, stared closely at the field, and suddenly found that the scattered cultivator was actually laughing!

Wrong!

With the attention, the peculiarity was finally discovered.

The problem should be the cymbals in the hands of the loose cultivators!

At this moment, Xiao Yu saw Sanxiu, and once again used a half-squatting posture, with a copper cymbal in his hand, but suddenly retreated backwards, and immediately felt bad, and couldn't help but shout at Zheng Nanting: "Be careful!"

As soon as the voice came out, he already regretted it slightly.

Xiao Yu is now, stepping into the heartbeat, the breath is powerful, how is it comparable to ordinary people, although the voice is not high, but it resounded on the stage, covering the crowd shouting at the same door, it is also easy.

The people around suddenly heard this shout, and they were also surprised, and looked at Xiao Yu's side.

At such an instant, Zheng Nanting had just stepped forward, and the long stick in his hand was poked out as usual, and he was shocked when he heard this loud shout.

On the opposite side, with a wave of his right hand, a black wind, lightning and lightning flew diagonally from mid-air!

At the same time, the bronze cymbal in the left hand of the loose cultivator moved forward, suddenly jumped up, and a few vertical leaps, with the sound of whistling wind, like a knife wheel, slashed towards Zheng Nanting.

Up and down, both at the same time!

Zheng Nanting was shocked by Xiao Yu's abrupt drinking, but instinctively was already on guard.

At this time, he suddenly found that the black shadow in the air smashed his head, and there was a strong wind in front of him, and he raised his breath violently, and shook the stick with both hands, like a windmill turning up, and the momentum sank vigorously, blocking the copper cymbals on his head at one end, and turning at the other end, and pressing on the top of the copper cymbals in front of him.

Dangdang -

The two collided loudly, overlapping like a sound, and suddenly came out of the Dharma platform.

After all, Zheng Nanting was in a hurry, and his stamina was insufficient, so he took two steps back, and not far away was the border.

On the other side, he got the opportunity, and without waiting for the other party's reaction, he took a few wrong steps and broke into his close circle, Zheng Nanting had an unstable foothold, and still returned to parry.

Cut into the inner perimeter of the scattered repair, although there is a single cymbal left, it is still as fast as the wind, strange as a ghost.

In the storm, Zheng Nanting was stumbling left and right, very embarrassed, but he could no longer distance himself.

At this moment, the bell sounded, and the appointed hour had arrived!

The two sides are tied.

"......" did not cheer.

The reversal of the situation in the last moment made everyone who supported the same door silent.

Everyone can understand that if it weren't for the fairness of the situation, and the time was agreed on not because of the age gap in the internal interest, I am afraid that Zheng Nanting would lose in the end.

Zheng Nanting's face was pale, panting like a cow, and the thrilling moment of danger overdrew his mental and physical strength. He also knew that if it weren't for Xiao Yu's reminder, he would definitely not be able to support it to the end.

The loose cultivation was simply not successful, and it was also considered a failure.

He stepped off the platform, picked up the bronze cymbals, and looked at Xiao Yu at the same time, taking a deep look......

This is the end of this fight.

Although the crowd dispersed, they continued to discuss.

For the last moment, Xiao Yu's shout, some people think it is a coincidence, some people think it is mysterious, and some people feel disdain......

No matter what, Xiao Yu's name once again circulated among everyone.

And this is also something that Xiao Yu was unwilling to do.

But the words have been spoken, and it is difficult to collect the water, Xiao Yu has firm beliefs, and he doesn't think about it, his own strength is the only cornerstone.

Zong Zhizhi seemed to send Xiao Yu away enthusiastically, and after turning around, he found the truth.

"What do you think?" Xie Zhen said with a frown.

"The transfer of the middle class can be regarded as letting him pick up a bargain, otherwise Zheng Nanting's battle should be on top of him. Zong Zhizhi smiled and said, "However, I can hide from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth." With this appearance, it is absolutely impossible for him to hide people!"

"Hmph, that's going to let you go away for a few days. Xie Zhen slammed into the direction of the mountain and slashed down.