On a steady and determined cheek, a pair of restrained and plain eyes stared at Zhan Xiaoyao who was walking towards him.

As he approached and stood still, Zhan Xiaoyao faced the middle-aged man calmly. Without any words or actions, the two of them just stood opposite each other.

The insult and ridicule of the audience was full of insults and ridicule, but some older warriors seemed to have understood something from the two of them. A hint of admiration and enthusiasm appeared faintly.

The male host shook his head in disbelief and howled wildly: "The battle between Zhenwu, Xiuwu, and Wudao Academy ended in such a posture. Is this the end of Zhenwu or the decline of martial arts under the prosperity of the Dharma and the mutual compassion and mutual appreciation of brothers and sisters? Zhenwu is really powerful and defeated without fighting. It is a great irony, a great irony."

A destructive energy burst out, and the violent energy blew over the ground of the battlefield. The male host was in the violent air wave, howling like falling dead branches and leaves, throwing them away and hitting the weapon rack on the edge of the battlefield. His whole body trembled and he looked at Zhan Xiaoyao in horror.

The abuse and discussion of the audience came to an abrupt end in this violent aura!

"I, Zhenwu, is not your opponent, and I, Zhenwu, will not be your opponent. In two days, don't let me down. I hope you can still see you leading martial arts and creating miracles on behalf of martial arts."

The middle-aged man turned around and left, and walked proudly towards the gate of the arena with Zhenwu and others.

"Xiangwu Academy!" a loud shout.

"Again!" The roaring in an orderly manner, Xiuwu and his group suddenly stood up.

Zhan Xiaoyao looked at Zhenwu's distant back and shouted: "Look at Zhenwu!"

The pairs of respect and eager eyes were full of enthusiasm, and they looked at Zhenwu away with a burning spirit, and a crazy fighting spirit burned wildly in their hearts.

The whole scene was quiet, and I suddenly realized what the sincere heart of a warrior is and was willing to give up his grand heart for glory.

On the second day, all the fighting arenas were placed by the organizer at a high cost.

The picture and sound can be projected onto a huge crystal wall at the top of the arena through this formation. Each arena has this formation, and you can see the competition in the imperial-level arena where Xiuwu is located, and the price is to consume huge spiritual stones. Because of this, the ticket price of the arena has been rising again and again.

All the warriors from Fengyun City and its surrounding cities gathered in Fengyun City. The powerful sects paid a high price to get a ticket and a ticket to the Saint-level Arena.

Because the tickets to the imperial court are sold, they were purchased by Yichen, Piaomiao, Haomiao Academy and some Dharma Dao Sects in the East, South and Western Regions.

In the first holy stage, Wang Chao and Jin Fengdie stared at the crystal screen nervously.

"Here, come, that's what we practice martial arts. Look, Xiaoyao appears, he's handsome. The boss is the boss."

In another holy stairs arena, Lan Ruotong Yaoyao with a mask looks at the screen and can't help but open her mouth: "Xiaoshou, I actually learned to attract attention, but it is really cool. Hehe, it's worthy of being my Little Pepper's future..."

In a corner of the arena where Lan Ruotong was, a pretty woman in a blue shirt looked at the screen with a burning look, her eyes full of affection.

A tight black dean's clothing is spotless, full but not abrupt, slender and strong, a handsome cheek with cold cheeks, a pair of deep eyes without squinting, and a Xiuwu

The crowd walked towards their own position.

After all the four winning colleges arrived, a Qianli female host Lianbu walked to the center of the arena: "In this college competition, some situations occurred in the low-level team of the intermediate competition, so it was delayed to today. Under the attention of the crowd, the final day of promotion was ushered in. In order to demonstrate fairness..."

There were many corners of the stands, and there were sarcasm sounds.

The female host was experienced and her voice suddenly increased, and continued: "By drawing lots, we will decide the opponent to fight."

"No."

A sudden word suddenly sounded at the location where Xiuwu was.

Everyone's eyes suddenly condensed towards Zhan Xiaoyao.

"We are only looking for Piaomiao today!"

As soon as Zhan Xiaoyao's words fell, the audience suddenly became uproar, sighing, excited, and puzzled.

"Hmph, I'm really afraid that I can't get you. You took the initiative to send it. If you inform me, let him do what he wants. There is also an official gambling game that doubled the odds. Xiuwu was one to two hundred, and half was on our academy." In the VIP pavilion, an old man stood with his hands behind his back at the window.

A follower hurriedly left after receiving his order.

"Grandpa, I must teach them a lesson today, especially that guy Zhan Xiaoyao. Dad should be able to defeat him easily." Zhang Wenting looked at the fighting arena gritted.

"I have made arrangements for this competition today. They will be checked before the competition. If you take the pill in advance, hum, this competition is meaningless. Let's wait and see the show."

Zhan Xiaoyao was so sharp that the female host didn't know what to do, so hesitated to look at Piaomiao Academy. Piaomiao Academy was full of anger and everyone glared at him: "I really think we are afraid that you will not succeed, just compare. Today, you are the ones who are crying and calling you mother."

The host looked at the VIP pavilion hesitantly, and saw a man nodding, then he quickly said: "Today's competition for martial arts and Piaomiao! The remaining two academies will be competed tomorrow. The rules will remain unchanged. Time is a stick of incense. Please invite both students to come on stage and undergo inspection."

The martial arts practitioners stood up and did not go directly to the arena, but gathered in front of Zhan Xiaoyao: "Did you all remember what I teach you?"

"Remember!"

"Go and prove yourself."

After a moment, the students from both sides came on stage. Several old men stepped forward to check each student carefully. After confirming that no one was taking pills and no one hid other items other than the competition, they nodded to the female host.

"Next, please ask the students to choose their own weapons, armor, and flying swords!"

The students from both sides were selected and stood in the center of the arena.

The female host then opened her mouth and said, "The official handicap has been opened, and everyone can bet before the winner is decided. The official handicap, but it is also Haomiao, Piaomiao, Huiyue has made every effort to temporarily invest, with strong funds and guaranteed reputation. Okay, let's get back to the point: Piaomiao, who has encountered failure, has met enemies again this time. Is Xiuwu really powerful, can defeat Piaomiao again, or Piaomiao accumulates strength and washes away his previous shame? Please wait and see. Next, I announce that Piaomiao vs Xiuwu, and the competition for the students has officially begun."

As the female host's words fell, the five magic students of Piaomiao quickly dodged towards the outskirts of the arena, trying to occupy four corners and surrounded the martial arts practitioners.

Xiuwu's arrangement is reasonable, Zeng Rourou's close combat

Main sword, Xiao Zhuang defends the main shield, Zhang Haiyi Meteor Hammer assists, Xie Tinglei fights long-distance bows and arrows, Wang Miao's dagger sneak attacks,

"Remember what the dean said, fast, strange, ruthless, and move, that guy who assists in recovery of wood attributes is mine."

There was no too much fancy, and the battle broke out. Wang Miao moved, and the other students moved, and rushed towards the target that had been selected.

Piaomiao students adopted a one-on-one tactic. At this moment, the competition was about body skills and speed. The magic cultivators who fought far away were in close combat were fought by melee warriors, and the result was imagined.

"Well, it seems that Xiu Wu is still a little smart and has not fought with them in groups."

"Although the martial artist's body is strong, it is useless to only defend. Once the group battle warriors' defense does not seem to be of much use except blocking damage for their teammates. It is still a wise choice to divide and divide."

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and a student in the arena called out quickly: "Stop their attacks, and never let them get close." A female student shouted, waving a small staff in her hand quickly, muttering words.

The ground under Zeng Rourou's feet kept gushing out of rattan as thick as an index finger, wrapping up towards his legs. At the same time, more rattans kept rushing toward both sides of Zeng Rourou's body.

Zeng Rourou's speed increased, and three sword forces were used to pull out the sword body one after another. Hearing and screaming, three clear sounds of sword force easily pierced the vine, and the sword body easily pierced the five vine, but the vine was not broken, and it suddenly tightened from the crack in the middle of the vine, stuck the sword body, and wrapped its tough branches towards the sword body.

Xiao Zhuang, who was burly, bit his gums and stepped on the ground suddenly. At this moment, he rushed towards a wood-attribute spell student who was the main defense.

"Hmph! Manniu knocked you out of the way. The wooden dock shield, get up."

A thick and huge shield composed of mixed psychic energy of wood element attributes suddenly appeared in front of Xiaozhuang. Touch! The heavy impact sound suddenly broke out, and Xiaozhuang was rebounded back and took three steps back. Xiaozhuang shook his head and ran towards the student.

On the other side, Wang Miao's dagger's reverse grip speed increased to the extreme, his toes twitched rapidly, and his body was like a keen black panther, shooting at a piaomiao student.

"If you want to attack, you are too tender. The spring breeze blows on your face, and sweet rain falls from the sky!"

A wood-attribute elemental aura rippled, and the rich vitality made the wood-attribute spells of the two teammates in their entire body even more fierce, and the power of the spells increased a lot. However, Wang Miao stepped into it and was as if he had stepped into a green mist. His high fighting spirit was resolved, and his mood was refreshed and refreshed. In the green mist, brown projectiles suddenly appeared, falling from the sky and smashing towards Wang Miao.

These projectiles were extremely fast, and they had already caused a sound of breaking through the air. The range attack spell was activated, and the opponent seemed to have been hit and his movements were slow. The sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the student's mouth and slowly walked out of the fog. What was strange was that when the student walked past, the falling projectile turned into a trace of green smoke and disappeared.

The only one who did not move was Xie Tinglei. He bent his bow and arrow straight into the arrow, and three iron arrows immediately flew towards another student.

"I dare to show off my ugly things even if I have a trick. The flying flowers are flying."

As a wood student's spell sentence fell, a stream of wood elements surged in the air, and twelve gorgeous flowers suddenly appeared in the air, each of which rotated slowly, and flew towards the iron arrow and Xie Tinglei one after another.
Chapter completed!