Nesta was getting closer to Ye Yinzhu, and Ferguson was getting more and more nervous. With his strength, he could easily stop the game from continuing, but he didn't know when he should make a move.
"Hurry up! Dean, if there is something wrong with Ye Yinzhu, I will..." Just when Nina was already a little speechless, the situation in the field changed again.
Ye Yinzhu, who was sitting there, didn't start playing the piano. He suddenly raised his head, stood up, and faced the scorching heat flying down in the air. His clear eyes were full of longing, and he let out a not-so-high-pitched cry.
"purple-."
The magical light on Ye Yinzhu's body disappeared, and the milky white halo seemed to be burning under the guardianship of the moon god. In the depths of the milky white halo, a mass of purple light burned from the center of his brows, and instantly spread throughout his body.
Without the appearance of the magic hexagram, a purple phantom figure just pierced through him.
The phantom became a reality, purple hair, purple eyes, tall body, cold face, like the most solid wall, he blocked in front of Yinzhu.
There is no opening, because there is no need for verbal communication between them.
Zi raised his head, and met the swooping red dragon Dijia with substantive eyes. Without fighting spirit, without any light, he just swung his fists.
At this moment, Ye Yinzhu had already sat back on the ground, as if he knew that Zi would definitely be able to block the swooping flame "meteor". The eight fingers of both hands were caressing the strings at the same time, and the low-pitched piano music sounded between the flicks of the eight fingers.
How powerful is a giant dragon and a heavy knight diving with all their strength? It's not enough to describe it with a thousand catties, their weight is more than this figure. What's more, there is fighting spirit, and the magic of the fire dragon. All of these are superimposed under this rush. But facing them, there was only Zi's fists.
boom-
With the instant impact, the red and green rays of light scattered and splashed, and the powerful defense cover of the entire central proving ground trembled suddenly.
The huge dragon body bounced back, and the red dragon's terrified dragon chant and Nesta's muffled groan sounded at the same time.
The eight-meter Blood Soul Spear let out a string of groaning sounds amidst the violent tremors, and the red dragon flew up again, but the speed at this time was much slower than before.
Yes, Zi used his fists to block the full impact of Nesta and the red dragon. At this time, his legs were already knee-high into the ground, and within a radius of ten meters around him, the ground cracked at the same time, only the seat where Ye Yinzhu was sitting was still intact.
"Foul, that's a foul. You actually asked an outsider to help the game. In my opinion, that's at least a blue-level fighter." Old Monkey, the head of the epee department, said loudly in surprise.
Ferguson stared at the center of the training ground with a solemn face, shook his head, and said: "No, although he is a warrior, he is not human. I can't feel a human breath from him. The summoning of my life is actually a legend. Called by the ancient natal life."
Iron Arm also showed shock on his face, of course he knew how strong Nesta's impact was, even he was absolutely unwilling to face Nesta's impact head-on, "You mean, is that a monster? To be able to transform into a human, except for the undead, only level 9 monsters can do it. But his strength does not seem to be strong enough to reach level 9.” If it is a level 9 monster, even the joint impact of Nesta and Red Dragon is impossible Let Zi's legs sink into the ground.
Ferguson said solemnly: "He is by no means an undead. All of this is beyond the scope of my cognition. I am afraid that only the great masters of Falan Seven Towers can explain what is going on."
The roar of the collision did not affect Ye Yinzhu's performance. At this moment, his piano music has already begun. The song "Pingsha Luoyan" is like a guest of swan geese, very ethereal in the sky, and the geese are walking in harmony, singing in harmony, disappearing and appearing suddenly, as if they are coming and going. Circles of dark red magic ripples spread around Ye Yinzhu's body.
Hearing Yinzhu's piano music, the lines on Zi's face softened a bit, and he easily pulled his legs out from the ground. His movements were natural, and he was obviously not injured by the opponent's impact just now.
At this moment, Nesta was the one who was most terrified in his heart. To him, Zi's fists were not like human hands. The instant impact seemed to hit a mountain made of mithril. Spit out a mouthful of blood. The fire attribute in the fighting spirit not only didn't hurt the opponent at all, but turned back. If the red dragon Di Jia hadn't blocked most of the counter-shock force, he might not be able to sit firmly on the dragon's back now.
Nesta felt that Dijia was trembling, not because of injury, but a trembling of breath. Among the red dragon clan, adult red dragons can reach level eight. It can only make the red dragon tremble, which is only possible for monsters of a higher rank than it. But dragons are a proud race, and Nesta has never heard of any magical beasts on the continent of Longzinus that can make such a situation happen to red dragons.
Looking down at Zi standing beside Ye Yinzhu, Nesta's fighting spirit was so low for the first time, he didn't even know whether he should attack again. And at this moment, he heard "Pingsha Luoyan". The melody rises and falls, stretches continuously, and is beautiful; the tone is quiet and beautiful, but there is movement in the stillness. Euphemistic and smooth, timeless and fresh. Instead, his tense mood eased a lot.
The dark red halo has covered the entire practice field at this moment. Ye Yinzhu looked at Zi in front of him, and suddenly found that his heart was so quiet. With Zi by his side, his thoughts were relieved and his mood was happy. It made him fully integrated into "Pingsha Luoyan" at this time.
The dark red mana began to change, starting from around Ye Yinzhu's body, the color gradually faded, the dark red gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint yellow. The color is very light, but it is exceptionally clear.
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw this scene. There are not no students who have improved their grades in the competition. However, according to the order of rainbow levels, red level should be followed by orange level, but the change of Ye Yinzhu in front of him obviously violated this rule. Huang, that is clearly the light yellow that represents the beginning of the yellow class! If they knew that Ye Yinzhu's magic level had reached the elementary level of green level at this time, I don't know if they would stare their eyes out of their sockets.
Chizi Qinxin, the Chizi Qinxin that Ye Yinzhu had cultivated for sixteen years, finally sublimated at this moment. That is not the yellow rank in the hearts of the spectators, but the sword gall and Qin heart that symbolizes the second stage of Qin Zong. After continuous hard work and comprehension, Ye Yinzhu finally completed the most important transformation since he practiced piano magic by Zi's side.
"The autumn is refreshing, the wind is calm and the sand is flat, the clouds travel thousands of miles, and the sky is flying. Borrowing the lofty aspirations of the crocodile, expressing the heart of the Yishi. It's a song "Pingsha Luoge"." Nina's eyes became a little obsessed, as if I saw that it was not Ye Yinzhu who was playing in the middle of the practice field, but his master, who made me miss him for a long time... .