"On the eleventh day of the Academy Summit, Chaos Academy vs. Dawn Academy."
"In the first round, Chaos Academy played a disciple—Lin Binglian, and Liming Academy played a disciple—Su Mutian."
In the martial arts arena, the gong that announced the start of the game resounded throughout the audience.
The channels on both sides also opened instantly.
All the spectators in the stands gathered their eyes together.
In the direction where the eyes converged, Jiucheng was looking at the passage of Chaos Academy.
"Lin Binglian, is that the girl who is good at ice control?"
"Yes, that's her. Not only is she strong, but she is also a little beauty. I came to see her."
Under the attention of tens of thousands of people, at the passage of Chaos Academy, a graceful figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
For a while, there were cheers from men on the square.
"I'm going, this female doll from Chaos Academy has such a high support rate, how can I play this game? Even if I win, I guess I will be drowned by everyone's spit."
On the other side of the corridor, Su Mutian stepped out, looking at the supporters on his side with a bitter expression on his face.
However, his expression gradually became serious.
The winning and losing points of this round-robin match will directly affect whether Liming Academy can win the first place in this college peak match.
As the first person to take the stage, he must give the Academy an advantage.
"I have seen your battles. You specialize in wind spells."
Lin Bing Lian stood generously in the middle of the martial arts arena, but did not rush to move his hands, and slowly let out a clear and clean voice.
Su Mutian was taken aback for a moment, but did not speak.
"Although your strength is very strong, but in this first round, I want to win for my academy and lay the foundation for victory."
Lin Bingpian made a calm voice, then slowly raised both sides with both hands.
For a while, the blue dress was flying, and the aura of cold ice began to excite wildly all over.
"Sorry, I think so too."
Su Mutian raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes condensed in an instant, his palms suddenly turned and pushed, and the two wind blades instantly condensed and shot out.
"Crack."
The wind blade just blasted to Lin Binglian's body, but was resisted by an ice shield, bursting out icy debris in the sky.
In the icy debris, Su Mutian's body is like a swimming dragon, driving the wind and fists down.
"The Python of Ice."
Lin Bing Lianjiao yelled, and slammed her palms forward. The icy crumbs all over her body condensed again and turned into an ice python, spinning and rushing away.
"boom."
The two collided again, and the wind blade and icy debris continued to fly in the entire battle.
"I didn't expect this little girl from Chaos Academy to be so strong. It seems that she didn't use her real ability in the previous battle."
In the lounge, Gongsun Lingyu's eyes showed a touch of surprise.
"It seems that if Su Mutian doesn't reveal some of his hole cards, it's really not easy to win this first round."
Mo Ran also nodded slightly, his expression solemn.
The disciples of the Liming Academy were also behind the four great masters, with a nervous expression on their faces.
This Su Mutian was the second-ranked disciple in the Liming Academy's combat power, and he did not expect to be in a deadlock in this battle.
If Su Mutian fails to win this round, it will seriously affect the final victory of the game.
Everyone was nervous, but Qin Shaoyang in the corner closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, breathing in his own breath.
"Hey, Qin Shaoyang, as a disciple in this field, the most important thing now is to observe the battle of the Chaos Academy and wait for the Academy to win the battle."
"But you don't have a sense of collective honor at all in your dangling appearance? I really don't know how the teachers would agree with you to participate in the competition, and it is still the most important fifth round."
Lu Yuefei seemed to be eyeing Qin Shaoyang, and at this time she took the initiative to find fault again, standing beside Qin Shaoyang and reprimanding loudly.
Qin Shaoyang, who was interrupted in his cultivation, looked rather unhappy, frowned and looked up at Lu Yuefei.
"It's said that women have big breasts and no brains. You don't have big breasts, but you really don't have brains. If you want to watch the battle, just go and watch the battle obediently, don't disturb me."
Qin Shaoyang replied faintly, and stopped paying attention to this girl, and was immersed in the cultivation again.
During this period of cultivation and adjusting his breath, he has gradually sensed the shackles of the Nine Heavens in the Tongtian Realm.
She was about to try to hit the shackles, but she was interrupted by the woman Lu Yuefei.
"You, what do you say about me?"
Lu Yuefei jumped angrily, her face full of anger.
When he was preparing to do it angrily, he suddenly felt a chill rising behind him, and immediately looked back subconsciously.
Grandmaster Chi Hanfeng did not know when to appear one meter behind her, and Lu Yuefei's shoulders trembled in fright.
To this academy master, who is called the demon pupil, many academy disciples both respect and fear in their hearts.
"Don't disturb him."
Chi Hanfeng uttered four words faintly, so he didn't look at Lu Yuefei more.
However, Lu Yuefei's expression froze, and the anger she had just raised against Qin Shaoyang instantly disappeared.
She didn't dare to provoke this cold teacher.
Qin Shaoyang couldn't help but raised his eyes and glanced at Chi Hanfeng. Rumor has it that the pupil technique practiced by this teacher has reached a state of culmination.
Did he see the signs that he was about to break through
Although he was puzzled, Qin Shaoyang knew that this was not the time to speculate about these things.
Without Lu Yuefei's interruption, she immediately converged her mind and re-entered the state of cultivation.
In the martial arts arena, the battle between Su Mutian and Lin Binglian became more fierce, and the collision of the two martial artists of the Ninth Heaven Realm had already caused the whole audience to boil.
Su Mutian has always maintained an offensive state, with a slightly erratic pace. Although his fist speed is not fast, it is agile and changeable, as if blending with the flow of wind.
The attack gap between each punch has been reduced to the extreme.
Lin Binglian, who had been on defense, was soon forced to the corner of the duel field.
Seeing the right time, Su Mutian suddenly jumped up into the air and slashed from top to bottom. The wind around him instantly gathered and wrapped around it.
The power contained in this foot shocked the audience in the square, and even sonic booms sounded from the chopping leg.
"It's over, Windbreaker Tomahawk."
Su Mutian shouted in a low voice.
This was his first leg, but it was also his strongest blow.
Lin Bing, who was forced to the corner, bit her teeth tightly, but unavoidably, her palms rose sharply, condensing countless ice crystals, forming four ice pythons and resisting them head on.
The cheating that was entwined with the gang wind crashed down, and wherever it went, the three ice pythons on the front burst one after another, unabated, and rushed to Lin Binglian's head.
Lin Binglian's face instantly paled, and she couldn't avoid this blow.
However, at the last moment, Su Mutian turned his waist, and the angle of his leg axe moved horizontally by one foot, almost touching Lin Binglian's body.
The gang wind smashed down vigorously, leaving a long mark several inches deep on the wall of the arena.
At the same time, the last ice python slammed into Su Mutian's chest, and under the strong impact, Su Mutian spurted blood and flew out.