The use of elixir is forbidden in the academy tournament, but magic weapons can be used. *top*dot*small* says www.23wx

The Dharma Weapon is the first thing that everyone needs to obtain after becoming a monk. A magic weapon that can be used in your hand will even accompany the monk for a long life.

Although each monk can have countless magic weapons, but the real hands are often only one or two, for these two magic weapons, often warm in the dantian, always cultivate the tacit understanding between each other, over time, so that all the monks for their own magic weapons are precious like life, just like their own siblings.

Therefore, using magic weapons, in addition to normal battles, although you can also self-detonate and injure the enemy, but unless the situation forces you, no monk will choose such a way.

But Bi Xiao made such a choice at this time.

This choice was difficult for him, because it would make him lose a weapon he was proud of, he was helpless, because in the battle just now, he didn't hurt Cui Zhiqun too much even if he sacrificed blood, and he was also sad, like losing his own relatives.

With a tragic burst of sound from his mouth, before the others could react, the flying sword that was originally facing Cui Zhiqun suddenly shone with a dazzling golden light.

As soon as this golden light appeared, a huge explosion sounded from the center of the golden light, and instantly spread throughout the entire square.

Rumble!

At the same time as this explosion appeared, the golden light that was originally condensed on the flying sword actually expanded from the center of the explosion like a wave, and it was Cui Zhiqun who was closest to the center of the explosion who was hit first!

Originally, when he heard the explosion in Bi Xiao's mouth, Cui Zhiqun already felt that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to withdraw the attack and retreat to dodge. But the speed of the explosion of this flying sword was so fast that Cui Zhiqun had just thought about it, and before he could make a move, the golden ripples had already expanded in front of him.

This golden ripple looks extremely dazzling, and can even be described as beautiful. But if you are in it, you will never feel that it is beautiful, but you will definitely have a feeling of fear, and Cui Zhiqun is like this at this time.

Bi Xiao's self-detonating flying sword was his most proud weapon, and it was a magic weapon. Although it is only a subordinate, the power of self-explosion is absolutely extraordinary. So much so that the golden ripples had just rushed in front of Cui Zhiqun, and before the two even touched, a howl of pain had already come out of his mouth.

The scream was accompanied by torn clothes, a body that was shaken away, and blood spurting from the mouth and nose.

The sudden change caught everyone by surprise, watching Cui Zhiqun be shocked by the golden ripples, watching the golden ripples expand to the edge of the ring, some people standing closest to the ring immediately subconsciously retreated, as if they were worried that the golden ripples would rush out of the ring and hit them.

It wasn't until this ripple hit the formation around the ring, and as the two collided, the formation shook but did not break, and the golden light disappeared from here, that these people breathed a sigh of relief and moved their eyes to Cui Zhiqun in the ring again.

I saw that although Cui Zhiqun was still standing in the ring at this time, his tattered clothes, pale face and blood on the corners of his mouth all showed the tragedy of this battle.

"Bi Xiao, Jingzhou Academy, I remember you!"

Cui Zhiqun ignored the gazes of everyone in the audience looking at him, but kept staring at Bi Xiao who jumped out of the ring, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, if it wasn't in the Eastern Wilderness City at this time, if it wasn't in the academy martial arts competition, everyone had no doubt that she would immediately rush off the ring and brutally torture Bi Xiao.

Although he won the victory, Cui Zhiqun did not have the slightest excitement. On the contrary, the trembling body and fierce eyes proved the anger in his heart at this time.

Although this battle was exciting, everyone in the audience did not cheer because they saw a wonderful game, and there was a surprising silence around the entire fifth ring, but after a while, when everyone's eyes fell on Bi Xiao, who was already seriously injured under the ring, and watched Bi Xiao return to their seats with the support of Ling Fan and others, one of them let out a sigh.

"I didn't expect Jingzhou Academy to be so crazy!"

The man's voice was immediately echoed by those around him, and it was clear that he was speaking for everyone.

"In the third game, the Wolf Academy won!"

Even the referee seemed to be shocked for a moment, and the voice announcing the victory was much late.

"In the fourth game, please take the stage from both sides!"

Although Cui Zhiqun was injured, he still had the strength to fight, so naturally he would not be replaced, and at this time, everyone's eyes were also looking in the direction of Jingzhou Academy.

At this time, they were curious about who Jingzhou Academy would send in this competition that was very likely to be the last game.

But in the position of Jingzhou Academy, none of the seven people spoke, and even Fan Gongming, who would announce the candidates for the tournament in every game, remained silent this time.

However, although they were silent, their eyes looked neatly at the young man who had not been on the field.

Without speaking, Ling Fan just nodded heavily, then turned around without hesitation, stomped on the ground with both feet, and had already jumped into the ring.

Ling Fan really didn't need to say anything, although he didn't have any hatred with the Wolf Academy before, but he saw the tragic battle before.

Although Jingzhou Academy is now 1-2 behind the Wolf Academy, under the serious injuries of the two, it also won him the hope of victory.

Ling Fan, who had just stepped into the ring, did not pay attention to the puzzled gazes of the people around him, but suddenly closed his eyes.

The others didn't know what Ling Fan was doing, only he knew that he was digesting the shock that the game just now brought him.

Thinking about Jiang You and Bi Xiao, who couldn't afford to be seriously injured in the ring, thinking about the resolute eyes and desperate momentum of these two people in the battle, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already full of persistence and determination.

"Since everyone has given so much, how can I live up to everyone's hopes! Not to mention that I am also from Jingzhou Academy!"

Ling Fan muttered, then looked at Cui Zhiqun in the distance, and said loudly, "Jingzhou Academy, Ling Fan!"

Who is Ling Fan? No one here recognizes anyone except a few people from Jingzhou Academy.

"Who is Ling Fan?"

"I think he's just a monk in the Ning Yuan period. ”

"The long sword he is carrying is more than one person high, is it also a magic weapon?"

Ling Fan's voice spread, and there was immediately a burst of discussion under the ring. Among these discussions, most of them focused on Ling Fan's strength and the long sword behind him, and it was not until Cui Zhiqun's voice sounded that this discussion weakened a little.

"I thought that Jingzhou Academy would send Lin Xiaoyu in this game, but I didn't expect to send someone like you who has never been there, I think you are also a cultivator in the Ning Yuan period, presumably you also want a blood sacrifice!"

After a half-loud recovery, Cui Zhiqun's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot, but those who knew him knew that such a calm tone not only did not calm his mood, but on the contrary, it was the precursor of him suppressing his anger and preparing to explode.

Obviously, Ling Fan at this time was the target of his anger.

Of course, Ling Fan didn't know about this. However, it didn't matter to him whether he knew or not, he just stared at Cui Zhiqun, without the slightest expression on his face, and said calmly: "What about the blood sacrifice? What if there is no blood sacrifice?"

In the face of the Jindan Period, few people in the Ning Yuan Period were able to remain calm. At this time, Ling Fan's expression was just pretending in Cui Zhiqun's opinion. He just snorted coldly and said with a wicked smile: "Whether you are a blood sacrifice or not, I will never let you walk out of the ring alive in this game!"

Cui Zhiqun's words were almost said through gritted teeth, which shows the anger and resoluteness in his heart.

But after hearing this, Ling Fan was still expressionless, and lowered his head for a while, as if thinking.

"Since the result of the blood sacrifice is the same or not, then I simply don't sacrifice blood!"

Ling Fan's words silenced Zhou Ben's originally noisy discussions.

Although in everyone's opinion, Ling Fan, as the last person to appear in Jingzhou Academy, should have some means. But even so, he is obviously only in the Ning Yuan Period, and the defeat of the Ning Yuan Period to the Jin Dan Period is also a recognized fact on the mainland, if someone says that he can rely on the strength of the Ning Yuan Period to defeat the Jin Dan Period, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

So when Ling Fan took the stage, everyone thought that he would perform a blood sacrifice like Jiang You and Bi Xiao before. At this time, Cui Zhiqun, who had already been injured a lot, was also very likely to be defeated in the hands of Ling Fan after the blood sacrifice.

But if Ling Fan didn't rely on blood sacrifice, no one would think that he would be able to win.

Even Cui Zhiqun, who was in the distance, was stunned when he heard it, but then a smug laugh immediately came out of his mouth.

"You don't have a blood sacrifice? Do you want me to stop killing you in this way? It's ridiculous, your death has become inevitable today, but if you don't choose a blood sacrifice, I can make your death more happy......"

Cui Zhiqun's smug voice echoed in the ring, but Ling Fan didn't seem to hear it, not only did he still have no expression on his face, but even his eyes turned to the direction of the referee.

"Is the game starting?"

Ling Fan's voice interrupted Cui Zhiqun's smug laughter. For Ling Fan's calmness, even the referee thought that he was pretending, but when Ling Fan suddenly asked at this time, he could only nod awkwardly.

"Game on!"

Hearing the referee's voice, Ling Fan faced Cui Zhiqun at this time, and seeing that the other party didn't make any moves, he didn't say anything, but took off the long sword behind his back first, held it in his hand, glanced at Cui Zhiqun in front of him, and said lightly: "I'm here!"

After saying that, Ling Fan's body shook, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he actually didn't run his true qi, as if he was just relying on his physical body, and rushed towards Cui Zhiqun with a long sword.

With such an action, it was as if ordinary people were fighting, and everyone around them was stunned. Even Cui Zhiqun had a feeling of crying and laughing when he saw Ling Fan's movements.

However, after half a ring, when Ling Fan rushed to a distance of one zhang in front of him, a bloodthirsty expression immediately appeared on his face, and then without hesitation, he mobilized the true qi in his body, sacrificed his flying sword, and commanded him to meet Ling Fan.