"you lose!"
Zhen Ji stood on the ring, with Broken Sword swaying and pointing at the student under the stage. The student vomited blood out of breath, spouted a mouthful of blood, and fainted directly.
Losing to a girl, and a girl whose strength is lower than her, is simply a shame in shame! Coupled with the double blow in the public, he was not dizzy or dizzy!
There is no way, who let him lose?
After the referee announced Zhen Ji's victory, Zhen Ji immediately ran over excitedly and came to Ling Fei's side.
"Master, I won!"
Ling Fei squinted and smiled lightly:
"Don't worry, there will be more to come. It's not too late to wait for you to win more."
Zhen Ji had a triumphant expression on her face.
"Master, rest assured, Tuer will not let you down!"
The facts are just like what Ling Fei predicted. In the next few rounds of competitions, Zhen Ji basically passed the test all the way and won the victory easily.
The points under Ling Fei's name are also rising all the way, seeing a lot of teachers, and his eyes are extremely red.
But soon, the other teachers conspired together, secretly not knowing what they were doing.
By noon, Zhen Ji had already started participating in the eighth duel. In this duel, Zhen Ji's opponent was a great swordsman named Tianming. Judging from the data on the book, this Tianming and other previous encounters by Zhen Ji were nothing special, and even the rather ordinary one. However, when Wang Zhaojun heard Zhen Ji’s opponent was him, his face instantly Somewhat ugly!
"Zhen Ji's matchup in this round is probably not easy!"
"how you said that?"
"That Tianming, looks very ordinary, very ordinary, not even very famous, but in fact, he is one of the top three winners of this competition!"
"so smart?"
Ling Fei was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that these old fried dough sticks, so quickly, would have caused a big problem for Zhen Ji!
"At that Tianming, it is said that there was a sword god in the family's ancestors. Although it is said that it has fallen a little, but speaking, he still has some strength! Moreover, the blood inheritance of the sword god, coupled with the ancestral swordsmanship, let him Although she is a great swordsman, she can easily cross the ranks of battle! Although Zhen Ji can also go to the ranks, but she also needs to spend a little effort, but that Tianming is a direct spike! The concept of this is different. "
Ling Fei narrowed his eyes.
"If you say so, Zhen Ji, there may be some trouble this time."
At this time, Zhen Ji had already stepped onto the ring, and the master Tianming on the opposite side also stepped forward!
It was a young man with a long sword on his back. He was dressed very plainly. His eyes were black and white, and they looked a bit like those in Ling Fei's world!
From those eyes, Ling Fei could see that this young man had some strength.
After Tianming and Zhen Ji came to power, they both bowed to each other.
"Zhen Ji!"
"Tianming!"
"Please enlighten me."
The two didn't talk too much nonsense. After the words were over, Tianming drew out her long sword at once, while Zhen Ji was also cold-eyed and slowly drew out her short sword.
The two of them stared at each other in the air for less than ten seconds. Suddenly, Tianming stepped on his feet and turned into a white rainbow. With super speed, they came to Zhen Ji in a flash!
"So fast!"
Zhen Ji sighed with emotion, took a step back under her feet, and at the same time swung her sword to quickly release a long-range magic attack! In front of her, there were dozens of ice cones in an instant, turning into a blue streamer, rushing to the sky in an instant. In the midair deep in the sky, generally speaking, this state of inattention makes it difficult for him to control his strength, unable to quickly change his body shape in a short time, and unable to avoid the attack from the opposite side. But Tianming did not panic in the slightest.
"cut!"
As he hummed, the long sword in his hand burst out a strong white sword glow instantly, rising from the ground, and instantly cut down nearly half of the ice cones, cutting dozens of ice cones from the middle, A hollow area was formed, enough for Tianming's body to cross over.
The corners of Zhen Ji's mouth lightly raised. Just when those ice cones came to the two sides of the sky, she instantly reversed the magic element, transformed the ice element into a flame element, bang bang bang... directly detonated dozens of ice pits!
This hand frightened many people watching the game in an instant.
"I'm going! What was that just now? Isn't that the cone of ice? How did it become a flame element?"
"Yes, what the hell is this?"
"Did she cheat?"
There was a lot of discussion below the stage, but some knowledgeable ones cast solemn eyes on Ling Fei who was offstage.
Wang Zhaojun couldn't help but chuckle and said:
"It seems that there are still many people who are more knowledgeable. Knowing you as a teacher is the most important thing!"
Ling Fei snorted softly.
"This is normal. If they haven't discovered my greatness, it means that Winter Academy is really a bunch of mediocrities!"
"In this way, Zhen Ji still has some chance of winning!"
"No, Zhen Ji will lose!"
Wang Zhaojun frowned and didn't understand what Ling Fei meant!
"Zhen Ji's magical ability to transform elements is not enough for her to win?"
As soon as the voice fell, the explosion flame was directly cut away by a few pure white sword energy. Zhen Ji's expression instantly became a little more solemn.
Tianming held a long sword in his hand and said with a cold face:
"You are very strong, but in front of me, you will not be an opponent!"
With that, he held a long sword in his hand and walked towards Zhen Ji step by step.
Zhen Ji's silver teeth bite, stepped on her feet, turning defense into offense, and gaining the initiative by attacking.
She flew into the air and attacked with the element of water. When it fell, the element of water instantly burst into countless water mist, covering the entire arena, bewildering her vision! Then, she fell quickly, fell into it, and attacked Tianming.
In the mist, there were several sounds of collision of swords. Ling Fei couldn't help but shook his head when he heard this sound.
"Zhen Ji is basically defeated. The opponent's sword qi cultivation is indeed not weak. Moreover, the opponent has an incomparable attachment to the sword, and his mind is very heavy, and he is extremely sensitive. Zhen Ji attacks the opponent with a sword, even if It is taking advantage of the field of vision, but the opponent is more sensitive to sword aura attacks. After losing the line of sight, he has no distracting thoughts and can better display his sword skills!"
Ling Fei's words fell, and the mist on the ring gradually dispersed. Zhen Ji was seriously injured and fell on the edge of the ring.
Wang Zhaojun was shocked.
"Zhen Ji, give up!"
"No! I will never admit defeat. Master is the only apprentice participating in the competition. If I surrender, Master's college will all lose!"
Tianming walked towards her.
"In that case, then you can stay!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and cut out with a sword, Changhong ran through the sun, the attack was extremely fierce, if it fell on Zhen Ji, although it would not be fatal, it would still be severe enough!
At this moment, suddenly, a red light fell, and instantly defeated the white light!
Zhen Ji was startled, and said in a daze:
"Are you... Junior Brother Jiutian?"
"Ah. Sister, I'm sorry, let you play so many games alone, you should be tired, so let's go to rest and rest. Next, leave it to me!"