But it was that Xing Qian held the spirit sword and held it across Jian Sheng's throat.
"I...I lost." Jian Shengnan said with difficulty. She felt bitter in her heart. She was also a superior existence among the prospective students of Zuo Sui Academy. Except Pan Zhao, no one could suppress her. At this age, she rarely failed. Even if she failed, it was after a hearty battle that the opponent resorted to the strongest means to suppress him.
However, today, she couldn't even display the secret technique, and was restrained by the other party. This also means that the gap between her strength and the opponent's strength has become extremely astonishing. All the pride was shattered at this time, the other party only entered the fifth heaven of the spiritual realm!
Jian Shengnan left the competition ground stupidly, and there was already a blank in his mind. This battle hit her too hard. The people in Zuo Sui Academy also looked sad at this time. The second place in the student list of their own side was defeated by a fifth-tier Celestial Warrior who entered the Spirit Realm, and it was so miserable.
Everyone remembered what Zhuang Xian had said before, and they were suddenly shocked. This person is better than Zhuang Xian, is it really possible to defeat Pan Zhao? For Zuo Sui Academy, if Pan Zhao was defeated by Xing Qian, it would be even more embarrassing than defeat by Zhuang Xian.
I just relaxed a little, and then it sinks again.
Xing Qian looked in the direction of Zuo Sui Academy and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to regain your strength."
"No need!" Not long after Pan Zhao sat down, he stood up again. His face was dignified, and at the same time a bit tired, and occasionally this thought flashed through: It seems that being the number one in this student list does not have much benefit. At this time, all the pressure was on his shoulders.
Although Xing Qian had only entered the fifth level of the Spirit Realm, he gave him an unfathomable feeling. If he loses to this person, it is not just Zuo Sui Xuegong who will be ashamed, it will also become his own life shame.
Seeing Pan Zhao walking slowly, Xing Qian calmly said, "Is it really unnecessary? I don't want to bully you."
What Pan Zhao said was returned. Pan Zhao's face was slightly dark, and he said, "No, just broke through, and all the injuries in the body were removed. Defeating Zhuang Xian did not consume much energy."
This is a verbal response to the opponent.
However, Xing Qian did not change his expression. He just said what he thought, not aimed at Pan Zhao. Looking at that calm face, Pan Zhao frowned slightly. The other party didn't mean to provoke deliberately. He just targeted it with words, but he fell into a disadvantaged position.
Shaking his head, throwing away these thoughts, the result of the battle determines everything, and the rest is not important. He stared at Xing Qian like a beast, then suddenly shot and patted the front with a palm.
Dadaoguang's palm flew out and attacked Xing Qian with terrible power. The opponent can easily defeat Jian Shengnan, and his strength is certainly not weak, so Pan Zhao dare not care about it. It is this powerful secret technique that is not weak when he makes a shot.
Xing Qian's face was still calm, his arm waved, and the spirit sword flew lightly. The crowd looked nervously at the two people in the competition field. After Xing Qian waved the spirit sword, they heard the whistling sound.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The harsh sound sounded, and everyone was shocked to see that the wind-like sword glow flew, accurately smashing all the bare palms in the air.
Pan Zhao's pupils shrank, and he took a step back subconsciously. The other party unexpectedly caught every bare palm of him. What a powerful soul consciousness is needed. Even Zhuang Xian can only use a sledgehammer to form a perfect defense to resolve this trick. But Xing Qian cracked it lightly.
"Use your strongest means, otherwise, you will have no chance." Xing Qian said slowly.
Pan Zhao suddenly felt angry when he heard the words. A kid who entered the fifth level of the spiritual realm had such a big tone that he didn't put him in his eyes at all. It was really irritating.
"Okay! I want to see how you can resolve my troubles!" Pan Zhao said angrily, and he no longer kept his hands, stretched out his hands, and moved his fingers together. A line of silk threads that make people feel chills appeared, this thing was sharper than the spirit sword, and it was extremely tough. Before, experts like Zhuang Xian were all cut out with terrible scars. Underestimating all these circumstance, it will not end well.
call out!
The inaudible sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the densely packed silk thread, in Pan Zhao's hands, went to attack Xing Qian in an orderly manner, without the slightest sign of disorder.
The special silk thread formed by the spiritual energy was cut from all directions, and Xing Qian swung his sword again to perform the secret technique before. The blade light is like a wind blade, cutting accurately on each thread. However, Xing Qian's eyebrows jerked, and he found that those blade awns had been cut into two segments and then disappeared in the air. The spiritual thread that Pan Zhao had made was so tough.
"Not bad!" Xing Qian praised, his face finally showing a trace of interest.
The people in Zuo Sui Academy looked at the young man in horror. Facing such a terrible attack, he was so calm and confident. How strong is his strength?
Or is he just pretending, in fact, he is already out of skill? However, everyone knows that this is unlikely.
Yunmo scrubbed his chin and whispered, "Pan Zhao, I'm afraid I will lose."
"What?" Hearing Yunmo's voice, Meng Sisi and the others turned their heads and looked at them. Before Yun Mo could speak, they were once again attracted by the battle in the field.
boom!
The spiritual energy in Xing Qian's body was circling crazily at an extremely fast speed, and then the spirit sword in his hand burst into an extremely hot flame.
Shoo!
Countless threads were cut over, and Xing Qian's figure moved, like a bird, deftly avoiding all attacks. When he stopped, everyone realized that the distance between him and Pan Zhao had been extended to a great extent. The situation of the silk thread siege has already been cracked.
Looking at the burning spirit sword in Xing Qian's hand, Pan Zhao felt a bad feeling in his heart. He rushed forward, wanting to regain control of the silk thread to surround Xing Qian.
However, he heard Xing Qian yell: "Fen Kong!"
Hum!
The fiery flames turned into sword lights and flew out, accurately cutting on the silk thread. Those silk threads quickly dissipated like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
Pan Zhao tried his best to control the silk thread, trying to make it avoid the attack of the sword light, but the flame sword light, as if it had eyes, followed the silk thread closely, and then chopped it to pieces.
Not only did the silk thread break, but after it broke, it dissipated in the air directly.
Soon after, Pan Zhao was horrified to see those terrifying flame sword lights flying towards him.
"what!"
Pan Zhao waved his hands, propped up a huge protective shield, trying to block the powerful sword light.
However, only two sword lights fell, and the protective cover shattered. Afterwards, those sword lights accurately slashed on Pan Zhao's body.
Puff puff puff!
Blood spattered, followed by a burnt smell. After Pan Zhao endured several sword lights, Xing Qian waved his hand, and the other sword lights disappeared. There were terrible scars everywhere on Pan Zhao's body. He fixedly looked at Xing Qian, and fell down with a thump after a while.
"Brother Pan Zhao!"
Many people exclaimed. Some women even started crying. It was so miserable that Pan Zhao was defeated without any suspense. Entering the eighth level of the Spirit Realm, losing to the fifth level of the Spirit Realm, for Zuo Sui Xuegong, this is a great shame!
A doctor flew into the competition arena and took Pan Zhao away. Many students from Zuo Sui Academy were shocked, and their minds were blank.
Is there such a big gap between the Zuo Sui Academy and the Right Sui Academy?
Everyone sat there dejectedly, feeling like a nightmare. Thinking of what they said after the first few victories, it feels so ironic. Why go on winning all the way, this is losing all the way! Even the battle between Pan Zhao and Zhuang Xian was actually lost.
Zuo Sui Xuegong lost terribly.
"Haha! What a genius, just a native chicken!" Guan Yue said loudly on the side of the Zuo Sui Academy, making the faces of many students in the Zuo Sui Academy extremely ugly, but no one dared to refute it. The fact is there, Zuo Sui Xuegong is indeed far behind.
A teacher from the Zuo Sui Academy laughed a few times, and then said to the teacher at Zuo Sui Academy: "Don’t care too much. We communicate with each other. There are always winners and losers. You lost this time, too. It doesn't matter."
The teachers in Zuo Sui Academy's face became extremely ugly after hearing this, even though it was indeed the case. However, in the past, has it been defeated, has it been so miserable as this time? The duel of top students was almost annihilated.
However, the things that make everyone angry and powerless are yet to come.
Xing Qian calmly looked at the direction of Zuo Sui Academy's participating students, and said lightly: "The first person in Zuo Sui, too weak!"
"Let's go together! If you beat me, then it's Zuo Sui's victory, so why not!"