"Boom!"
In the sky, a figure of a sword was like a black iron tower, with a sharp wind breaking sound, and his feet were chopped heavily on the ground. After a short time, where he settled, the dark floor made of special materials unexpectedly cracked quietly. Some small gaps. And, at the moment it landed, dozens of contestants on the field also clearly felt the ground tremble fiercely. At the moment, they cast surprised eyes at the dark shadow. It was only slightly stunned.
Domineering Liu Qing, this fierce domineering and brutality is afraid that only he can possess the entire inner courtyard.
When he landed, Liu Qing's body was as straight as a gun, without the slightest bend. A black heavy gun with the same length as his height was slanted behind his back, faintly filled with a thick and heavy aura.
After falling to the ground, Liu Qing suddenly raised his head and cast his gaze to a place on the high platform. His sight was filled with fiery fighting spirit, and his gaze was directed towards Lin Xiuya as everyone expected!
The audience's gaze shifted along Liu Qing's line of sight, and finally stayed on Lin Xiuya, feeling the aura of the needle-point to the magnificence between the two, and they all looked forward to it. I don’t know that this inner courtyard belongs to the real top two friends. If you start, who will win
Lin Xiuya smiled faintly at the gaze of the audience, arched his hand towards Xiao Yan who was not far away, and immediately touched his toes on the ground, his body flashed out of the high platform like a fallen leaf, and a light blue wind whirled on the soles of his feet. In the end, he was like walking up a staircase, and every time the sole of his foot fell, he would be like stepping on an invisible stepped surface. In this scene, it seemed that he was walking in the air. This hand undoubtedly caused the audience to exclaim immediately. They all knew that even if they were the strongest fighters, they had to rely on the wings of fighting spirit to stay in the air, and something like this seemed to walk on the ground without any help. To the point, it requires at least Dou Huang's strength to be able to barely manage it.
Looking at the hand exposed by Lin Xiuya, even on the high platform, there are some elders nodding slightly. With their eyesight, it is natural to be able to see that the former is not really walking on the ground, but with the help of the wind system of vindictiveness, it is condensed into an invisible stepping point under the foot, and it cannot be sustained. With the control of Yilin Xiuya's current strength, being able to do this step is already very surprising.
Under the gaze of the audience with astonishment, Lin Xiuya changed into the air and dropped his feet gently on the ground. He immediately stood with his hands in his hands. At this moment, there are already young students with stars in their eyes. Omen of it.
"laugh"
While everyone was still intoxicated by the sight of Lin Xiuya stepping in the void, suddenly a faint low thunder sound rang in the air. Some people hurriedly raised their heads, but apart from the silver light that flashed in their eye pupils, they didn’t find anything else. When they looked around blankly, there were some sharp-eyed people, and they found that there was a sudden increase in the field. There was a figure in a black robe.
"Xiao Yan? This guy's speed is so fast." Now Xiao Yan's appearance is already familiar to all the students in the inner courtyard, and the iconic Xuanzhong ruler also reveals his identity. For a while, low voices of surprise come and go. Rang.
Xiao Yan's appearance was not as heavy and gorgeous as the two in front of him, but in the eyes of those who are truly capable, it is indeed not inferior to Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya. After all, the speed is indeed somewhat faster. Terrible...
In the field, Liu Qing, Lin Xiuya and a few others all turned their heads and cast their gazes on the quiet and silent young man in black robes. Very vaguely passing the shallow fear in his eyes, even they have to pay attention to this speed. Even, with the exception of a handful of one or two people, many people ask themselves, even if they use their full strength, I'm afraid they can't have such a speed.
"The speed of this little guy is probably because it is difficult to find how many people can compete with Dou Ling. Moreover, it is a little immature in the same way as the body. What kind of horror will it be?" On the high platform, Elder Hao, who had a good relationship with Xiao Yan, stroked his beard and exclaimed sincerely.
"The body and fighting skills he cultivated are probably not low-level. Otherwise, such an effect will not be achieved." An elder nodded, but faintly guessed something.
Elder Su Qianda stood there calmly, but the thunderous sound that was not unfamiliar to him flashed in his mind. After a while, it seemed that something had been thought of, and his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. Someone murmured suspiciously in his heart: "Why does this little guy have this kind of physical and physical fighting skills? This is an opportunity for the'Feng Lei Pavilion' to not spread. If those guys find out in the future, I am afraid that it will be entangled."
If Xiao Yan knew that Elder Su could recognize the origin of his fighting skills at a glance, he would be extremely shocked by this old guy's venomous eyes.
In the field, shortly after the three of Xiao Yan entered the field. Somewhere in the audience, a little girl in white clothes slowly climbed up the stairs, and then stared at countless stunned eyes around. When he walked to the front of the team, he seemed to be chewing something in his mouth, looking around, and when he saw Xiao Yan, he suddenly smiled, revealing the identity of the cute and neat little Huya Ziyan. It is clear in the inner courtyard. There are not many people. Perhaps it is the people on the strong list and some old students know that for some new students who come in late, they have never heard of this name. After all, the former is not often in the inner courtyard. And no one dared to challenge her, therefore, the people in the inner courtyard only knew Liu Qinglin Xiuya and others. But I didn't know that the strong list above them would be such a cute little girl.
When chess whispering in the surrounding stands, the faces of some contestants in the field became a little unnatural, except for those who have only recently squeezed into the strong list. Others made most people have a little fear flashing on their faces, and their performance made everyone in the field bewildered.
Zi Yan was too lazy to pay attention to the eyes around him. He kept chewing on the pills that Xiao Yan had refined for him. The leisurely appearance, but there is no sense of urgency that the competition is approaching. If it was placed two years ago, here There are also some opponents in the courtyard that can fight against, but now those strong ones have graduated and left. Time passed, but she became a drunk student in this inner courtyard in the image of this little girl, er, although this student is a bit old (the original Tudou dialect should be associated with Pinyin) weird eyes The faces of those contestants were swept away, and Su Qian shook his head helplessly. Now the atmosphere of the inner courtyard has gradually become sturdy. In that arena, some of the rookies who did not know how to fight have become prairie wolves with rich combat experience. Now I want to contain their ferocity, but it's a bit difficult.
"The rules are the same as before. The opponents are drawn by lot." Su Qian stopped talking nonsense and said in a deep voice, seeing that I hadn't achieved great results.
When the words fell, his sleeves lightly flicked, and suddenly a piece of torn black cloth not far away from Xiao Yan and the others floated down. The stone platform underneath is exposed. On the stone platform, there is a large wooden tube with a lot of bamboo sticks in it.
"There are twenty-five to go to the blue lottery in the tube, and twenty-five to go to the red lottery. The number of votes is from one to twenty-five. For example, if you draw a blue lottery to twelve, then your opponent will be a red lottery twelve. The holder of this.” Su Qian briefly said about the lottery rules. This thing is not complicated, so the students who have experienced this for the first time can understand it.
"Well, the draw begins!"
A contestant walked to the stone platform in an orderly manner. Then he drew out the bamboo stick, and when he read his number, he walked away. Therefore, now with Ziyan's almost abnormal brute force. I'm afraid that even Liu Qing and others can hardly contend with it. This little guy has become an extraordinary existence on the'strong list'.
"Cough!" The faint coughing sound containing grudge sounded in the ears of everyone in the audience, and the whispering suddenly began to decrease. After a while, it completely dissipated, and one after another looked up, looking at the old man in black robe at the center of the high platform, his eyes full of awe and respect. As the great elder in this inner courtyard whose strength and power are only under the mysterious principal, even ordinary elders maintain respect for him, not to mention students like them. Xiao Yan didn't rush to draw lots, and stood still. Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, and his smile tilted his head. Sweeping his gaze towards the rear, he just saw a pair of spiteful gazes. Looking at their appearance, it turned out to be Bai Cheng who had been defeated in his own hands. Seeing his appearance, it seemed that he still had a grudge against him. Moreover, in this hatred, there is also a bit of dissatisfaction, perhaps he is like the outside world, thinking that he lost in the hands of Xiao Yan because of that Long Li Dan.
Seeing Xiao Yan's gaze, Bai Cheng's face trembled, and he gave a sneer, strode forward, walked to the edge of the stone platform, fumbled for a while, and finally took the bamboo stick on the red background, and said in a dull voice: "Red Bottom fifteen." After finishing reading, he stepped aside and continued to stare at Xiao Yan with vicious eyes, cursing viciously in his heart: "It's best to get the same bamboo stick as Liu Qing!"
Under Baicheng's curse, Xiao Yan finally slowly walked towards the stone platform, and then drew out a red background lottery, his gaze swept away, first was startled, and then a touch of playfulness appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Fifteen on red background." Xiao Yan smiled lightly. He raised his gaze slightly, and saw Bai Cheng who had a sneer on his face suddenly stiff.