There are eight platforms in Qianwu Square, arranged according to the five elements and eight trigrams, which is the ring used for the competition.

In order to increase the embarrassment of Haoran Academy, the competition between Haoran Academy and Spring and Autumn Academy was specially arranged on the platform of the cadre position, this platform is the most wide among the eight platforms, and the number of people who can accommodate the audience around is also the largest, at this time it is already overcrowded, and only a path is left in the middle for the contestants to get into the ring.

Mei Qingqiu glanced at the Spring and Autumn Academy, and found that Liu Suchen, the president of the Spring and Autumn Academy, did not come, and even the president of the Chunshui Academy did not come, only Fang Xiaoxue, the president of the Autumn Mountain Academy.

Wang Taiping had already entered the ring, and his opponent was a young sword cultivator from the Feather Transformation Realm of the Akiyama Courtyard.

Li Muyao whispered to Mei Qingqiu: "Master, I've heard of that guy, Lin Mo, one of the key cultivation objects of the Spring and Autumn Academy, they have always had the ranking of "Spring and Autumn Eight Thousand Years Old, Heaven and Earth Exhibition Kunpeng", which refers to the ten most powerful people in the younger generation, and Lin Mo is ranked fifth. The fat man is definitely no match for him!"

Mei Qingqiu said: "Although Wang Taiping is two realms worse than Lin Mo, this little fat man is eccentric on weekdays, and it is difficult to say that he may be able to win by surprise." It's just that there is some lack of confidence in the obvious tone.

Yan Shi smiled and said: "I see that the fat man is much bigger than him, what is the guy called Lin Mo is definitely not the opponent of the fat man!"

Li Muyao didn't want to pay attention to him, but just gestured to cheer Wang Taiping.

Mei Qingqiu found that Fang Xiaoxue was looking at her, praying in her heart: Don't come over.

Who knew that Fang Xiaoxue had already walked towards him slowly with a smile, still holding some bottles and cans in his hand, and he didn't know what it was.

Mei Qingqiu bit her teeth and was ready to be humiliated, clenched her fists and said, "Brother Fang, why didn't Dean Liu come today?"

Fang Xiaoxue laughed loudly: "The dean said, there is no need for him to come to such a competition, spend more time on studying, so that the Spring and Autumn Academy can reach a higher level!"

No matter how stupid a person is, he can also hear the contempt for Haoran Academy in Fang Xiaoxue's words, not to mention that none of the people who can come to Xuanqian Palace are stupid, which caused all the onlookers to burst into laughter.

Mei Qingqiu's face had turned purple and blue, but she could only silently endure Fang Xiaoxue's ridicule.

Yan Shiyi was not happy, he was now a person from Haoran Academy, Fang Xiaoxue humiliated Haoran Academy, which was tantamount to humiliating himself, and said coldly: "You deans don't dare to see their students being beaten into pigs' heads!"

Fang Xiao Academy, the dean of the Autumn Mountain Courtyard of the Spring and Autumn Academy, even Mei Qingqiu had to treat him politely, he never thought that such a stinky kid would dare to contradict him in words, and he couldn't help but scold, and suddenly remembered that this kid was just a miscellaneous servant in a library building, and he didn't insult his identity by saying most of the words to him, so he glanced at his disciple.

There was already a person trotting over there, and said as he walked: "Who am I, it turned out to be a boy who does chores in the library, Dean Mei, is there no one available in your Haoran Academy, and you actually sent such a small Si over." ”

Fang Xiaoxue smiled, his eyes staring at Mei Qingqiu, trying to see his embarrassed appearance.

Mei Qingqiu couldn't find the words to refute for a while, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Yan Shiyi sneered: "This benevolent brother who doesn't even have a name, if you still need the brother of the academy to deal with you, I can knock you down alone!"

The man shouted, "I don't even have a name, my name is ......."

Yan Shiyi waved his hand to stop him from continuing, "It's okay not to say your name, anyway, we never care much about the defeat of our opponents!"

Li Muyao heard what he said mean, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Li Muyao was originally good-looking, and this smile was even more smiling like a flower, and the person was not only stunned.

This guy's name is Han Fei, and he is also one of the "Spring and Autumn Eight Thousand Years Old, Heaven and Earth Exhibition Kunpeng", two places higher than Lin Mo in the ranking, ranking third, seeing Yan Shiyi humiliating himself so much in front of Li Muyao, where could he still bear it, turned his head and said to Fang Xiaoxue: "Uncle Shi, wait for this kid to leave it to me, I will beat him half to death with one hand." ”

"Uh..."Fang Xiaoxue was a little hesitant, he had already formulated a countermeasure last night, using Lin Mo against Wang Taiping, Han Fei against Li Muyao, and as for Yan Shiyi, he sent Ma Junlong from the Dongfu Realm to deal with it, so that nothing would go wrong.

"Well...... this" Fang Xiaoxue hesitated.

Han Fei hurriedly said, "Senior Uncle, don't you have confidence in me. You think, Lin Mo will win this battle, and it is easier for me to beat this kid than to pinch an ant to death. With two wins out of three, you have nothing to worry about. ”

Fang Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, feeling that what Han Fei said was not unreasonable, Lin Mo Han Fei must win, Ma Junlong vs. Li Muyao, Dongfu Realm vs. Dongfu Realm, the outcome is unpredictable, but in this way, the Spring and Autumn Academy is already invincible, and suddenly he thought of something more interesting, so he smiled and said: "Okay, just do it!"

"By the way, Dean Mei, I have some healing elixir here, and your academy disciples will inevitably be injured later, so let's take it!" Fang Xiaoxue smiled and forced the bottles and cans in his hand into Mei Qingqiu's hands.

Mei Qingqiu wanted to hand it back to him, but who knew that Fang Xiaoxue had already pulled Han Fei back to his original position, Mei Qingqiu felt the sneering eyes around her, and it was not right to throw it away, and it was even more inappropriate to put it away.

Fortunately, at this moment, "choking", a sound of gold and iron broke out in the ring, and Wang Taiping and Lin Mo had already fought together.

Wang Taiping made the first part of "Dedicated Swordsmanship", which focuses on defense, and obtains the meaning of "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall".

Lin Mo because he was two realms higher than Wang Taiping, as soon as he made a move, a fairy sword was like a swimming dragon, only to see Lin Mo's long sleeves wave, and the sword light was like a nine-day swimming dragon, shrouded towards Wang Taiping.

Mei Qingqiu shook his head and sighed, in one move, he made a judgment, Wang Taiping was not Lin Mo's opponent.

Li Muyao was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that Lin Mo had already raised his own natal flying sword!"

Yan Shiyi said strangely: "What is the Natal Flying Sword?"

Although Li Muyao was reluctant to deal with him, he still said: "When the sword cultivation reaches the realm of the cave, you can open up the cave in the body, and in the cave, you can warm the flying sword and become your own natal object, and the power of the sword is more than doubled!"

Yan Shi nodded as if he didn't understand, and planned to ask the old man again after returning to the library.

"Ahh

There was a sudden scream in the ring, and a slightly chubby body was falling to the stage, but it was Wang Taiping who was stabbed in the chest by Lin Mo's sword qi, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down like a broken kite.

When Mei Qingqiu saw it, he was shocked, this was worth it, he was stabbed in the chest by such a powerful sword qi, and if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and there would be a lot of obstacles on the path of cultivation in the future. Mei Qingqiu quickly swept towards Wang Taiping's falling body and hugged the fat man.

"What's the matter?, is the injury serious?" Mei Qingqiu asked impatiently as soon as he put Wang Taiping on the ground.

Wang Taiping was frightened, got up, patted his chest and said, "I'm scared to death, fortunately I secretly borrowed Master's robe last night, otherwise I would have died this time!"

Mei Qingqiu saw that his beloved disciple was fine, and he didn't blame him for stealing his talisman robe without asking, but just patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

"Spring and autumn, Lin Mosheng wins!"

Lin Mo flew off the ring proudly in the voice of the notary, his body was still in the air, but he didn't forget to make a garbage gesture towards Haoran Academy.

Mei Qingqiu ignored the ridicule around her, and said softly to Li Muyao: "Mu Yao, you go up in the second game!"

Yan Shiyi hurriedly said, "Dean, if you don't let me go up, I'll kill that shit!"

Mei Qingqiu said angrily: "If you go up, we can go home!"

"Dean, what do you mean by that?" Yan Shiyi said unhappily.

Mei Qingqiu really couldn't stand the cynicism around her, and couldn't wait for a quick decision, "Mu Yao, go up!"

"Yes!"

Li Muyao agreed, and her figure floated to the ring as fast as lightning.

"Yo, this junior sister, so good-looking, why stay in Haoran Academy, anyway, Haoran Academy is about to be kicked out of Kyoto, senior sister, why don't you switch to my Langyue Academy!" A thin, pale, and somewhat obscene teenager coaxed in the audience.

Li Muyao's apricot eyes were cold, she stretched out her hand and pulled out the fairy sword on her back, and without saying a word, a sword stabbed out, and the person was caught off guard, and was hit by the sword qi, and suddenly his feet were empty, and he staggered back five or six steps before standing firm.

Before he had time to speak, someone had already laughed and said: "What's so good about Langyue Academy, when Haoran Academy is removed from the Sixth Academy, it will be your turn to be at the bottom of Langyue Academy, according to me, this junior sister might as well come to our Shanhe Academy to sign up, our Shanhe Academy is not good to say, there are still many handsome young talents, and the guarantee junior sister can't be selected." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was already a large amount of ill-intentioned laughter on the side of Shanhe Academy.

Li Muyao took out his sword like lightning, and several people fell to the ground in an instant.

Everyone couldn't imagine that although this woman was good-looking, her temper was so short-tempered, and no one dared to continue to laugh at her in an instant.

Yan Shiyi in the audience smiled silently, but she was surprised in her heart that Li Muyao's swordsmanship was so good, and it seemed that she would still have good rules in front of her in the future.

Fang Xiaoxue had already put Ma Junlong in the ring, he knew that Ma Junlong would be defeated under Li Muyao to a large extent, but it was better to give Haoran Academy hope first, and then let Han Fei smash it with his own hands, so that it would be more fun.

"Spring and Autumn, Ma Junlong!"

"Haoran, Li Muyao!"

As soon as Li Muyao finished speaking, the fairy sword in his hand drew a rainbow light, and the sword intent was clear, and he killed Ma Junlong, using the "Ten Rules of Straight Swordsmanship" of Haoran Academy, and obtained the sword intent of "Warriors must not help but Hongyi".

Ma Junlong hurriedly responded with the "Spring and Autumn Glory and Withering" swordsmanship.

In an instant, the sword qi in the ring was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light covered the sky and the sun.

Li Muyao endured from early morning to now, and finally had to vent, and had the heart to brake the majesty of the Spring and Autumn Academy.

"Bang!"

The sword light just stabbed the fairy sword in Ma Junlong's hand, "Ding Ding Ding", a crisp sound sounded, the fairy sword in Ma Junlong's hand was broken into pieces and fell to the ground one after another, Li Muyao was unforgiving, and another sword stabbed out, knocking Ma Junlong straight out of the ring, Ma Junlong flew more than ten zhang away before falling straight to the ground, motionless, but fainted.

Yan Shiyi pulled Wang Taiping to laugh and applaud together, Mei Qingqiu let out a long breath, and finally saved a little face.

Fang Xiaoxue didn't seem to be indifferent, he just ordered his disciple to carry Ma Junlong back, and then let Han Fei start to prepare, and advised: "Wait a minute, don't keep your hands, humiliate that library clerk in the ring, and make Haoran Academy lose face as much as possible!"

Han Fei laughed, trying his best to make his voice heard in the entire Qianwu Square, and said loudly: "Uncle Shi, don't worry, I can beat that little Si crying father and mother with one hand!"

After speaking, Han Fei's body was vertical, and he floated into the ring in a dashing manner, with his right hand behind him, and his left hand made a move towards Yan Shi: "Boy, come up and die!"

Yan Shiyi said, "Dean, I'm going up!"

Don't talk about others, even Mei Qingqiu himself doesn't have much confidence in him, he just hopes that he won't lose too ugly, and advises: "Be careful, if you are not defeated, just admit defeat!"

Yan picked up a little head, smiled at Wang Taiping and Li Muyao, and slowly walked towards the ring, dragging the black iron rod in his hand, "clang" non-stop.

Wang Taiping said suddenly: "How can there be a feeling that a strong man will never return?"

Li Muyao jumped up and slapped him on the head, and scolded: "Crow's mouth, you can't say something nice!"

Yan Shiyi had already stepped into the ring, but he shouted "oops", but it turned out that the black iron rod was not taken well, fell to the ground, and walked down from the ring again, lifted the iron rod and put it across his shoulder, and then walked up slowly.

Mei Qingqiu really didn't have the face to look at, and couldn't help but scold.

Fang Xiaoxue laughed and said, "Dean Mei, don't worry, our students in the Spring and Autumn Academy are all reading sage books, and all of them have a gentlemanly demeanor, so it doesn't matter if you wait!"

No matter how good Mei Qingqiu's temper was, he couldn't help but curse Fang Xiaoxue in his heart, as if what Haoran Academy read was not a sage book.

Yan Shiyi finally stood in the ring, carrying an iron rod, standing still.

"Haoran, Yan Shiyi!"