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

Although he won the first game, he could look at the expressions of the two academies under the ring, but it was like Jingzhou Academy had won. —Apex—Dot—Novel www. {2} {3} {w} {x}]

At this time, the rest place of the Wolf Academy was silent, and there was no joy of victory on everyone's faces, but they all looked solemn and stared angrily in the direction of Jingzhou Academy.

But this time, Jingzhou Academy stopped looking at them, and it wasn't until the referee announced that the contestants in the next game would take the stage, and Fan Gongming's voice came to Ning Chuan's ears.

"This game, you must win!"

Glancing at Ying Hao, who had less than half of his strength left on the stage, Ning Chuan smiled indifferently and nodded fiercely.

In the second battle, the Wolf Academy did not change people. It's not that they don't want to, but because they only have a total of three Jindan stage students, and if Ying Hao is replaced, it means that Ying Hao will not be able to play again in this game.

Even if Ying Hao's strength was less than half of it at this time, it was much stronger than those students in the late stage of Ning Yuan. Instead of replacing him, it is better to let him continue to hold on on the field.

Seeing that the second person to take the stage from Jingzhou Academy was Ning Chuan, Ying Hao actually felt a sense of relief.

At this time, in his mind, if the second one to come up was a Ning Yuan period monk, I am afraid that the result must be the same as before.

"Jingzhou Academy, Ningchuan!"

Ning Chuan jumped lightly and had already landed on the ring. As Ying Hao reported his name again, the second game of the two colleges began immediately.

Of course, this time the referee will no longer despise the two sides of the competition like last time, but activate the formation of the ring at the beginning, but he has been muttering words like 'crazy, all crazy', and his eyes have been staring in the direction of Jingzhou Academy.

"Ning Chuan, you're finally here!"

Ning Chuan is the only Jindan stage player in Jingzhou Academy, and the Wolf Academy also knows this. So seeing the first strong man of the other party standing opposite, although Ying Hao's strength was only half left, his eyes still showed excitement and bloodthirsty light.

Although the Wolf Academy wanted to preserve its strength and quickly resolve the battle, in Ying Hao's heart, he still wanted to kill Ning Chuan to vent his anger against Jingzhou Academy.

"Hmph, what are you talking this nonsense for?"

Ning Chuan looked at Ying Hao opposite, his eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time, the law in his body was running rapidly, and a faint white mist gradually appeared around him.

This white mist is the condensation of the surrounding aura, and the only one who can achieve such momentum is a monk in the Jindan period.

A moment later, the same situation occurred around Ying Hao.

Ning Chuan and Ying Hao are both real Jindan period monks, and the competition between the two is destined to be very different from the battle just now.

From the beginning, the two of them each showed their own unique Taoist skills.

I saw Ying Hao raise his hand and wave, and the white mist around him surged wildly, and immediately condensed a sharp claw that had been half a foot in square in front of him. The claws were like tiger claws, and each fingertip was extremely sharp, not much compared to any flying sword.

And Ning Chuan's movements were much simpler than Ying Hao's, just swung a punch forward, and as his fist swung out, a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and the white mist around him also condensed into a fist the size of half a zhang, and smashed towards Ying Hao.

The punch and claw slammed into each other between the two.

But as the two Dao techniques collided, the imaginary explosion did not appear, and was replaced by a dense 'crackling' sound.

The sound was like a fist and a claw corroding each other, and it didn't take long for both to dim at the same time.

At the same time as it was gloomy, the faces of the two also changed at the same time.

Ning Chuan's face was a little paler than before, and it was obvious that the consumption of Dao skills had some impact on himself.

But compared to Ning Chuan, the impact on Ying Hao is greater.

After all, he himself is no longer in the peak state, and the strength that can be exerted is only half of it, coupled with the already weak body, until the Dao skills of the two cancel each other out, and finally dissipate at the same time, the corner of Ying Hao's mouth has already shed a wisp of blood.

"You just got hurt all at once, and it looks like you're just that!"

A voice of disdain came from Ning Chuan's mouth, but the action was not interrupted, and when the Dao skills of the two of them were just offset, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked, and a sharp light shot out from his toes at the same time, heading straight for Ying Hao's dantian.

This sharp light was as fast as lightning, and it had rushed in front of Ying Hao almost in the blink of an eye.

Although Ying Hao wanted to refute after hearing Ning Chuan's words, the appearance of this sharp mang gave them no time to refute at all. The gang took a step to his side, and at the same time commanded the flying sword in his hand to slash at Li Mang.

Poof!

As if slashed on tofu, Ying Hao just swung down with a sword, and Ning Chuan's sharp light was easily cut into two pieces.

It was so easy to dissolve Li Mang, so that Ying Hao's expression froze, not only was he not happy in his heart, but he also seemed to have guessed something, and suddenly had an ominous feeling......

But before he could figure out what this ominous premonition was, he saw that the severed light did not dissipate, but turned into two, heading straight for Ying Hao's chest and dantian.

"Hmph, this is my sword splitting technique, how can it be resolved so easily?"

Ning Chuan's sneering voice came from a distance, and at the same time, he raised his leg and made two consecutive side kicks.

Every time he kicked out, a golden ray flew out, two consecutive rays, plus the previous two, which immediately made Ying Hao scramble.

Speaking of which, Ying Hao is also depressed, if he is at his peak, although this swordsmanship is peculiar, it will not pose much of a threat to him. As long as he instantaneously launched a Dao technique, he could easily cancel each other out with Ning Chuan's power.

But now that he is seriously injured, he can't do the instantaneous Dao technique at all, even if he can release it, it will aggravate his injury, and at that time, even if he blocks these four powerful rays, I am afraid that the next time will be completely suppressed by Ning Chuan.

In this way, Ying Hao can only continue to dodge, while thinking about solutions.

Ying Hao's footwork was good, and for a while, Ning Chuan's attack couldn't touch his body in the slightest.

However, the consumption of all-out dodge is not small for Ying Hao, just like the consumption of controlling the sword division technique is also great for Ning Chuan, but unfortunately, Ying Hao's body is not in the peak state, although the consumption of both sides is also very large, but the consumption of Ying Hao is faster.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before Ying Hao will be able to maintain his extreme speed. Ying Hao also knew about this situation, but he also knew that in his battle with Ning Chuan, no matter who won or lost, the losing side was very likely to lose his life.

Thinking of this, Ying Hao looked at Ning Chuan, who was approaching him step by step, and watched the other party's attack get closer and closer to him, and sometimes he was even almost hit on his body.

Ying Hao gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great decision in his heart. I saw that he suddenly raised his arm, and his index finger lightly dipped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to point to his eyebrows.

Blood sacrifice is almost a desperate Taoist technique that monks must know, and seeing Ying Hao's movements at this time, everyone around the ring almost thought about what Ying Hao was going to do at the same time.

"Does he really want a blood sacrifice?"

Fan Gongming, who had been calm, frowned tightly when he saw Ying Hao's movements, obviously Ying Hao's movements were beyond his calculations.