The old man looked at Zong Sini, sighed lightly, and said, "Haha, it turned out to be the sect master, and several leading elders from the Royal Academy came, and the old emperor Qifu never greeted him from afar, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful!"

At this time, Wen Song had already trotted in front of Huang Qifu, Huang Qifu's eyes changed, and he scolded: "What's the matter?"

Wen Song glanced at Accra, and muttered in Huang Qifu's ear: "Third Elder, it's him, his cultivation is only at the second level of the True Soul Realm, according to the rules, he is not qualified to participate in this competition between the two academies, and he is not even qualified to watch the battle." ”

Following the direction that Wen Song pointed, Huang Qifu squinted his eyes slightly, and saw Accra standing in the crowd, his breath swaying slightly, and indeed he was only a second-level cultivator of the True Soul Realm.

He straightened up, with a smile on his lips, cleared his throat, pointed at Accra and said, "Whose disciple is this?"

"It's mine!" Zong Sini blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh?" Huang Qifu sighed lightly, frowned slightly, and said: "It turned out to be a disciple of the sect master, then it will be easy to do, since it is your disciple, and he is here, it is not difficult for the old man to make an exception to give him a place to watch the battle." Wen Song, you record it and prepare a place for this disciple to watch the battle!"

Wen Song just wanted to nod and prepare to record, but at this time, Zong Sini said lightly: "My disciple is not here to watch the battle, but to participate in the battle!"

"What?" Huang Qifu's mouth was deformed for a while, and he almost wanted to burst into laughter, but after all, he was the host, so he couldn't be rude and said: "Old man didn't hear it wrong, right? Although Huang Qifu is already a hundred years old, he has not yet reached the point of being dizzy with old eyes, if Old Man is not mistaken, your disciple's cultivation should only be the second level of the True Soul Realm, right? Presumably, the rules of this competition The sect master is very clear, and the disciples whose strength is lower than the fifth level of the True Soul Realm are not qualified to participate in the battle, am I right!"

Zong Sini didn't deny it, and said directly: "Let's talk directly, how can I let my disciples participate in the war?"

Huang Qifu frowned, glanced at Zong Sini, and said: "This, the old man is embarrassed, although I am the third elder of the Huang Qi Academy, but this blatant violation of the rules, the old man can't do it." ”

Between the conversations between the two, many disciples of the Huangqi Academy had already surrounded them, only to hear Zong Si Ni say: "What do you mean, as long as my disciple proves that he has the strength of the fifth level of the True Soul Realm, he can participate in the battle?"

After Zong Sini said this, many students of Huangqi Academy had already set their eyes on Accra, and seeing that he was really only a second-level cultivator of the True Soul Realm, there was a look of disdain in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Of course, if the sect master can prove that the old man must have nothing to say, if not, he will either obey my arrangement, sell you face, and give your disciple a seat to watch the battle, or leave the Huangqi Academy now. Huang Qi wiped his beard lightly and said with a smile.

"Let's just say it, how to prove it?" Zong Sini's face flashed with a hint of gloom.

"It's very simple, Wen Song, you come here. Wen Song's cultivation is the fourth level of the True Soul Realm, as long as your disciple can defeat Wen Song, then I will admit that he has the qualifications to participate in the war. How is it, Sect Master!"

Hearing the Third Elder of Huang Qifu mention his name, Wen Song's face was full of joy, although his cultivation was at the fourth level of the True Soul Realm, he had already reached the peak, and he could enter the fifth level of the True Soul Realm with only a thin line.

Therefore, his true strength is actually close to the fifth level of the True Soul Realm. However, this is also where he wonders, if he makes more efforts to break through to the fifth level of the True Soul Realm, then he will also have the qualifications to participate in the battle, and he will not have to stoop here and become a doorman.

However, now that the opportunity has come, the Third Elder personally named him, this is an excellent opportunity to perform, if he performs well, he may be favored by the Third Elder, and he may be accepted as a disciple. He was wondering about this matter these days, how could he let go of such an opportunity as pie in the sky now?

Thinking of this, Wen Song's eyes showed a touch of joy, stepped forward, and said: "This Xuanyou, in Xia Song, is not talented, I want to learn my brother's tricks, I don't know if I can appreciate my face?"

Wen Song's provocation ushered in the whispers of many Huangqi Academy students around him, and his eyes revealed that he was gloating about Accra and his face full of disdain.

"Senior Brother Wen is a genuine True Soul Realm level 4, and this kid is only a True Soul Realm level 2, isn't he looking for death?"

"Yes, you see that he doesn't move, it's obvious that he is weak and doesn't dare to fight!"

"If this kid dares to compete, even if he loses, I admit that he is a good man, if he doesn't dare to fight, it will not only embarrass everyone in the Royal Academy present, but also make the always arrogant Zong Sinitri lose face, hehe!"

...... ......

The whispers of everyone reached the ears of the many disciples of the Royal Academy, and unlike their gloating, the many disciples of the Royal Academy looked at Wen Song's gaze, with a hint of pity and pity in their eyes.

In fact, Accra's deeds were also heard by many students of Huangqi Academy who were present, but they would not have imagined that the person who was known to everyone was Accra, who was relatively thin in front of him, and he was not good-looking except for a pair of ice blue eyes.

Accra looked at Zonsini, saw him nod slightly, then closed his eyes and turned his body to the other side.

The corner of Accra's mouth smiled slightly, stepped forward, and said lightly: "You...... Are you sure you want to compete with me?"

"Hahahaha......"

After Accra said this, someone in the crowd finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing: "This person is really funny, little True Soul Realm level two, he actually dares to talk to Senior Brother Wen like this, don't cry later." ”

A hint of gloom flashed on Wen Song's face, but he deliberately wanted to show himself in front of Huang Qifu today, and even so, he couldn't lose his manners and let Huang Qifu look down on him.

"In the following Song, please give me advice!" Wen Song said politely.

"Make a move!" three simple and short words came out of Accra's mouth.

"Damn, is this kid crazy, he actually let Senior Brother Wen make the first move, Senior Brother Wen, can he still be saved if he makes a move?

"Wait and see, he'll look good later!"

"It's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers, I don't know what it is!"

Wen Song's face changed, although he tried his best to maintain his self-cultivation, but looking at Accra's eyes, he was not afraid at all, and he didn't even put him in his eyes at all, and then looked at the proud face of the Royal Academy, Wen Song's extremely restrained self-cultivation was finally like a torrent that broke the embankment, and he only heard him shout: "In this case, Brother Tai should be careful!"

After speaking, Wen Song clenched his palms into fists, kicked his feet, and smashed towards Accra with a sudden punch, the momentum was quite strong, and it was obvious that he used seven points of strength.

Accra stood motionless, facing Wen Song, who threw a punch at him, only to see him raise his palm casually as if he had just woken up, and grabbed the fist that Wen Song attacked.

"Look for death!" Wen Song snorted, and his strength increased by another point.

Contrary to the expectations of everyone in the Royal Qi Academy, there was no situation of winning in seconds or defeating the enemy in one move.

"Smack--"

There was only a slight soft sound, and Accra's palm was already tightly gripping Wen Song's smashing fist.

"What? How is this possible?"

This scene made many disciples of the Huangqi Academy gasp, and their eyes almost fell to the ground, and they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Deceit, this kid must deceive, how can he catch Senior Brother Wen's fist?"

Ignoring everyone's surprise, Accra slowly released his palm and said, "So, you should understand, right?"

Wen Song's face changed drastically, and tens of thousands of voices in his heart were silently chanting impossible, impossible......

But what about the facts?

Just now, when his fist slammed into Accra's palm, he felt that all the power in his body was instantly unloaded, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

Wen Song wanted to perform well today, expecting to get Huang Qifu to look at him differently, but he didn't expect such a result.

How did he accept this, at this time, looking at Accra whose face was like water, his face became extremely ugly, and at the same time, the anger in his heart was completely aroused, only to hear him burst out, and the Yuan Xuan power of his whole body skyrocketed, and he attacked towards Accra's face again.

"I've already given you opportunities and steps, if you don't grasp it yourself, it's no wonder I'm not guilty!"

After speaking, Accra turned his palm into a fist, met Wen Song's fist, and met it with a punch.

"Boom--"

"Click--"

The sound of fists colliding together in the front and the sound of bones breaking in the back.

And with the sound of broken bones came a heart-rending voice like killing a pig: "Ah----"

With the sound of killing a pig, Wen Song's body flew upside down for dozens of feet, and finally fell to the ground hard, while Accra stood in place, his body not even moving at all.

Accra didn't even look at him, took three steps back, and returned to the crowd.

Zong Sini turned around, glanced at Huang Qifu, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Huang Laosan, in this way, my disciple is eligible to participate in the competition?"

"Huang Laosan?"

Everyone present was stunned, this person actually dared to call Huang Qifu the nickname of the third elder, did he not want to live? You know, in Huangqi Academy, there are few people who dare to talk to Huang Qifu like this.

Many of the disciples of the Huangqi Academy had not yet recovered from the shock just now.

Facing the peak of the fourth level of the True Soul Realm, the second level of the True Soul Realm thought that it was Wen Song's unilateral suppression, but unexpectedly, they guessed the suppression of the situation correctly, but they didn't guess who suppressed whom.

Wen Song, who was lying on the ground, was like ashes, this feeling was even more uncomfortable than killing him, he lost, he lost completely, and the other party beat himself to the point that he had no power to fight back with just one move.

No, not even the slightest thought of rebellion!

His eyes were full of fear at this time, he had never known that the power of his fist could be so terrifying, so terrifying.

This is still Accra's hand, only three points of strength, if Accra does his best, there is no doubt that Wen Song at this time is too dead to die.

Huang Qifu glanced at Wen Song, and saw that although his arm bones were broken, it was fine, and his eyes looked at Accra with a touch of deep meaning, and turned to look at Zong Si Nitri, Yu Zong Si Ni called him Huang Laosan didn't care at all, and said: "It turns out that the disciple of the chief master is deeply hidden, but the sect master has taught a good disciple!"

"So, are we qualified?" asked Zong Sinile aggressively.

"Of course, your disciple is qualified to participate, please!"