"You want to die early, why not fulfill you!"
As soon as Zuo Heng stepped on his feet, he flew onto the ring, his whole body was like a sword not drawn out of its sheath, giving people a feeling of depression before eruption, as if once he made a move, there would be a mountain torrent and a tsunami, and the sky would collapse.
Yang Qingxuan raised his sword and made a gesture, and a mighty sword intent erupted and compressed around his body.
The invigilator's face changed drastically, and he slapped the middle with a palm, breaking the spiritual pressure between the two, and shouted: "The competition is important, don't be presumptuous!"
At this moment, two more teachers jumped onto the stage, standing beside Zuo Heng and Yang Qingxuan respectively, as if they were ready to strike at any time, and shouted at the same time: "Be honest!"
With a wave of Yang Qingxuan's big sword, Dou Guishen disappeared in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer, "I'll let you live a few more days."
Zuo Heng was furious, and shouted: "I should have said this, right!"
But Yang Qingxuan had already jumped up and turned into a stream of light, ignoring him at all.
"Boom!"
Zuo Heng was furious, stepped on his foot, and the floor tiles of the arena cracked instantly, and it also turned into a ray of light, chasing after him murderously.
Everyone was dumbfounded, watching the two streamers disappear before their eyes one after the other.
"Can you catch up? You won't start a fight?"
"But Yang Qingxuan is indeed too arrogant. I can't stand provoking Zuo Heng like this."
"Don't catch up, you have to witness the whole process of such an exciting martial arts."
Tens of thousands of people exploded like a pot, talking a lot.
At this time, several figures rose up into the sky and chased after them.
It was Baili Bing, Chen Ting, Wu Hao, Fu Zhuo... and other strong men who had been waiting and watching in the crowd, but had not made a sound.
The three invigilators exchanged glances in shock, and hurriedly chased after them.
Many daring students also followed behind the three teachers, for fear of missing a shocking battle.
But soon, news spread that Yang Qingxuan was nowhere to be found, and Zuo Heng didn't catch up with him, so the fight was unsuccessful.
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked forward to the upcoming ranking battle even more.
The matter of Yang Qingxuan provoking Zuo Heng quickly spread in the academy and even the empire, and became a topic of conversation in the streets and alleys.
In the dean's office, Qing Buli and several elders gathered together, holding a list of the top 50 in their hands. Su Ze was also present, and there was a special person, You Ye who had graduated. With the strength of the original Martial Realm, one has the qualification to sit on an equal footing with the elders.
Yi Kun glanced at the list, and said: "The top fifty is about the same as expected, with little difference. There are a total of five freshmen entering, namely Yang Qingxuan, Chen Zhen, Meng Rui, Du Ruo, and Duan Weiwei. I don't rule out the possibility of being lucky." , but most of them are not bad at all.”
Si Feiyu chuckled, and said, "Fifty into twenty-five, how many of these five freshmen can we keep?"
Yi Kun said: "I'm afraid Yang Qingxuan is the only one left. After all, the top 25 is not just as simple as luck, the competition is almost absolute strength."
Everyone nodded and agreed with this view.
Su Ze was worried, concerned about another matter, and said, "What do you think about the battle between Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng?"
You Ye chuckled and said, "Is it to see whether you win or lose? It's really half-baked, and I'm looking forward to it, but if I'm asked to place a bet, I really want to try to beat Yang Qingxuan." He smiled grimly and licked his lips.
Mr. Jin also followed behind him like a shadow, without distinguishing his face.
Because the main body is fused with the blood of gluttony, there is a trace of wildness on the body, which makes people shudder.
Su Ze said in a deep voice: "Winning or losing is one thing, and the impact after the war is another. No matter who wins or loses, it will be troublesome. If one person is killed in the battle, the impact will be even greater."
Qing Buli said: "What King Jin means is that no one can die no matter what?"
Su Ze nodded and said: "This is inevitable, otherwise it will be difficult to end!"
Qing Buli ordered: "When Yi Kun, Wu Hao, Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng fought, you were responsible for guardianship, and you must not let one of them perish."
"Yes." The two replied in unison.
Qing Buli said: "In addition to the battle between Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng, I am more concerned about this year's top five, who is qualified to represent our Tiancong Academy in the five-nation competition."
You Ye took stock and said: "This session is indeed very interesting. Yin Yao and Lu Yifan each have one place in the top five, Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng can advance to one, and there are two left. The competition is very fierce."
…
On the second day, the battle of the top fifty.
The battles were held in ten arenas, and each arena had only two or three groups, so the rounds were fast.
When Yang Qingxuan came on the field, he only looked at the battle table, and couldn't help being stunned, the opponent was Huamu's Wu Hong.
But as soon as he came on stage, Wu Hong was nowhere to be seen. The invigilator yelled several times, but Yang Qingxuan could only be pronounced victorious without a fight.
This time, Zuo Heng's shadow was not seen outside the arena, not even Huamu's people.
After Yang Qingxuan got off the competition, he went to the other arenas, turned around, and found that among the students admitted to the inner court with him, Du Ruo narrowly won and advanced, and the rest of them all lost.
But Du Ruo was also seriously injured, so he could only stop at the twenty-fifth place.
Moreover, Du Ruo's status is quite special, he is a disciple of Zhongtu Yunqian Palace, and he is favored by various forces, and various healing pills are queued up to deliver them immediately.
Several other people also suffered serious injuries and were sent to the medical room.
Chen Ting looked at Yang Qingxuan's worried look, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, these boys are fine, but they were a little stubborn and refused to admit defeat, so they were beaten and disabled."
Yang Qingxuan nodded, and said in a cold voice: "The next competition, don't let me meet these people who made the moves."
Chen Ting smiled, and said: "I guess we won't be able to meet each other. The next round of 25 to 16 is not a martial arts match."
"Ah? No more fights? Then how do you compare?"
Yang Qingxuan was surprised.
Chen Ting's head was full of black lines, and he said depressedly: "You really don't know, don't you even read the rules?"
Yang Qingxuan said in a daze, "I just know I'm going all the way up."
Chen Tingdao: "In general, it is correct, but there will always be an element of luck in the lottery qualifying competition. And twenty-five into sixteen, it is to completely screen out the lucky people."
Yang Qingxuan asked curiously, "How is that compared?"
Chen Tingdao: "It doesn't matter, there are various methods, but this year, Elder Wu Hao will take the initiative to play the Nine Heavens Waves. Whoever can't support it will leave the venue directly."
"Nine Heavens Waves!"
Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled, the song he heard in the library that day sounded, and it seemed to have a subtle connection with the eight-tone string fingers, and he suddenly longed for it.
After cultivating Liuyang Palm to the extreme, he has been studying the other six fingers for the past few days, and has gained a lot of experience.
(end of this chapter)