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- On the ring, strong winds blew, the wind roared, and smoke filled the air.
"What, you're still not convinced? One of you just got down, and someone jumped up again without thinking about life and death?!" He was dressed in a black uniform commonly seen among warriors, holding a three-foot-long Qingfeng sword in one hand, pointing towards the opposite side, on the ring. Standing are students from St. Scarth's College!
'Fran' from the Victorika Spiritual Power Academy looked solemn and sneered: "I have nothing to do with him, but hearing you talk about how powerful warriors are is too arrogant. I have such a small spiritual power. The master wants to learn from it, but it¡¯s useless to talk too much, so let¡¯s see the real deal.¡±
While he was speaking, he didn't even look at Dickraf, who was lying on the ground behind him, his face pale and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. And Dirkaf was obviously seriously injured. After hearing Fran's words, his face turned pale with anger, and he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"The people of Victorika Spirit Master Academy are so embarrassed. They actually use wheel fighting. Brother Montag, you have to teach them a lesson for us and let them know how powerful our St. Scars Academy is" came out from the crowd. He let out a loud shout, which aroused the excitement of everyone around him, and everyone turned red in the face.
In Shenghui Continent, the status of spiritual masters is very high. Because of the rarity of their profession and the mysterious and terrifying spiritual power they use, they have always surpassed warriors in status, even many powerful martial soul warriors. When facing a spiritual master, you have to be half a point shorter. This is especially true for top colleges such as Victorika Spiritual Power Master Academy and St. Scars Warrior Academy, which are adjacent to each other. Although they are in harmony with each other on the surface, privately there are constant frictions and competition with each other, and students from the two colleges often clash.
However, Victorika's Spiritual Power Master Academy is, after all, the number one spiritual power academy in the entire continent. The people it recruits are all top geniuses from all over the place. Strong ones emerge in endlessly. Although the surrounding martial arts academies are also top-notch academies on the continent. , but it is always half a step ahead, and is often in a passive position. Moments of pride like this are really rare. So seeing that our side had achieved an overwhelming victory, the crowd was naturally excited and agitated.
Montag, who was dressed in black, did not expect Fran to say this. He sneered and said, "I don't care whether you have anything to do with him or not. Since you came up walking, let me lie down."
"Boom!"
Before he finished speaking, Montag's expression became solemn, and the long sword struck out like lightning. In the space, the light shone brightly, and sword flowers all over the sky swarmed past, almost swallowing up the entire space.
The first lesson for a warrior is to fight a lion against a rabbit, and you must try your best. No matter how strong the opponent is, you must attack with the strongest combat power in order to be invincible.
¡°Obviously, this Montag is well aware of the truth, so he strikes without mercy and uses the most powerful killing move right from the start.
"Mental barrier!"
The sword flowers in the sky made Fran's face change. The opponent's strength was really beyond his expectation. As of now, there is no way. After all, he is also the top student recruited by the core department of Victorika Spiritual Master Academy this year. Although he is not old, the spiritual power cultivated in the brain has begun to take shape. Suddenly, all the mental energy in his body burst out, roaring, turning into a wall that could not be seen by the naked eye, blocking him in front of him.
The sword was like a shooting star. Almost in the blink of an eye, the sword shadow in the sky suddenly shrank and turned into a huge sword energy, slamming into the wall.
¡°Bang bang!¡±
The terrifying sword energy suddenly shattered the invisible barrier, and the wall built by Fran's spiritual power suddenly collapsed and shattered suddenly,
"Haha, a spiritual master is nothing more than that. Get off here."
With a groan, Fran spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was bombarded by huge force, and he was thrown off the ring.
"careful!"
Just when he was about to fall off the ring, a cry of surprise rang out, and then, a figure flashed away at a speed beyond ordinary people, and suddenly caught Fran's body, although he was staggered by the huge impact force. He took several steps back, but finally regained his footing.
"Fran, are you okay?"
Altai helped Fran, who was still a little pale, and asked.
"Thank you." Fran was silent for a moment and said
He has an arrogant personality, so it is quite difficult for him to say these two words.
"You're welcome."
Others may be a little unhappy to hear some stiff thanks, but Altai has a kind personality and is easy to get along with, so they don't take it to heart.
"Humph, why, here comes another one who wants to be a hero? Since he is here, I will give it to you?Let's go down together. "
"Flaming Cross Sword!"
In Montag¡¯s eyes, Altai¡¯s actions were simply a silent provocation. On the ring in full view of everyone, the person who came was about to take the person away without making a sound, and he simply didn¡¯t take him seriously.
A sword broke through the air, and blazing flames appeared in mid-air. The fighting spirit in Montag's body swarmed out. The sword light composed of two flames suddenly swung, and the cross swords struck down hard.
"Be careful!" someone in the audience shouted in surprise.
"May the great Alpache God grant me the power to condense the sky into mountains!"
At some point, Altai turned around. Under the hazy light, he looked extremely pious.
The calm air in front of him suddenly distorted violently when he said those words. In an instant, a vaguely visible prototype of a mountain peak stood in front of Altai.
"Boom!"
The three-meter-long sword light condensed by the flames hit the mountain peak, as if a gun buried in the air detonated all of a sudden. The terrible collision formed a violent shock wave. The wind roared on the ring, and the flaming sword and the mountain peak disappeared. Turn into nothingness.
"No, I don't want to fight you, I" The terrifying impact force made Altai take several steps back. He quickly supported Fran beside him, trying to explain something.
However, the students of St. Scars College are the most war-loving, especially Montag, who is a martial arts fanatic. Seeing Altai's strength, his fighting spirit suddenly rose, and he snorted coldly. He didn't care at all, and suddenly exploded with more power. The fighting spirit fluctuates.
"Happily, you are much stronger than the two boys just now, but it's just that. Let's see how many moves you can take on from me?!"
A figure brought up the raging wind, blowing away the surrounding dust, and rushed towards Altai like a phantom like lightning.
"Cross cut!"
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Like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, Montag waved the long sword in his hand. The entire arena seemed to turn into countless phantoms of him, and he unleashed four martial arts moves in a row. In an instant, the arena was filled with flames. The entire arena was almost ignited by the fire, and the air began to heat up.
This is the arena of the Martial Arts Academy, and almost all students are students from the St. Scars Martial Arts Academy. Therefore, when they saw that Montag had the advantage, the crowd couldn't help but become louder and booed loudly one after another.
After all, on the Shenghui Continent, the status of spiritual masters is indeed far higher than that of ordinary warriors. Unless you are a top spirit warrior, you will rarely have the opportunity to see a mysterious and lonely spiritual master suffer such a disadvantage.
"In the name of the great Alpache spirit, I pray to block hostile attacks and condense the sky into wind!"
Altai's face was solemn, and the voice from his mouth came out. Although the voice was not very loud, it suddenly drowned out the noise of the whole place.
In the sky, the air flow twisted and condensed, and tornadoes emerged one after another, stirring up a chaotic storm and straddling the face of the Flame Cross Slash.
¡°Boom!¡± ¡°Boom!¡±¡
With a series of loud noises, the tornadoes all over the sky blurred and dissipated, taking away the terrifying fire attack.
At this moment, Altai sent Fran off the stage and at the same time jumped up, trying to jump off the ring. Although he had just blocked a series of Montag's attacks, his mental power was almost exhausted. At this moment, he no longer had the strength to take action. Jumping off the ring was the best option, not to mention that he was not here for the fight.
"Humph, how can it be so easy to leave?!"
Suddenly, a hot fighting energy filled the ring behind him. Altai's face changed drastically. Now he was in mid-air, with no place to dodge. What's more, the mental energy in his body was almost exhausted, and it was too late to resist. .
Altai¡¯s face turned pale and he closed his eyes resignedly.
¡°We¡¯ve already given up, so why force others to make things difficult for us!¡±
Just as Altai closed his eyes and waited for death, a familiar voice seemed to travel from a distant space and appeared in his ears in an instant.
"Chen Ting!"
"Boom!"
As the mysterious voice sounded, the situation above the arena changed, and a terrifying spiritual power fell from the sky, forming an invisible and twisted hollow that instantly filled the entire arena space.
"Kakaka!"
Although Montag rose up to resist, in the face of absolute power, even the fine steel sword in his hand could not withstand the terrible force, and it shattered inch by inch and crashed on him.
"Deng Deng!"
Montag only felt as if he was being trapped by a mountain.Hit, he stepped backwards, leaving a shallow footprint with each step. He retreated to the edge of the ring before stopping.
At a glance, there are a series of long footprints of different depths left on the hard bluestone platform.
Under the ring, the originally excited and red-faced teenagers were like ducks grabbed by the neck by an invisible hand. Their faces were all red, but they could not make any sound.
Forced back with one blow!
Everyone could hardly believe their eyes. Montag, who had been killing everyone just now, could not even resist a move from the attacker, which was completely beyond everyone's imagination.
The whole place was in an uproar. Montag's surging flames and fighting spirit just now were extremely violent. Even if he was far away from the ring, it would make people feel frightened, but he was wiped out by someone's hand. This was really terrible.
Everyone was stunned! There was a burst of noise, and the entire scene fell silent for an instant.
"Who is it? Who has such terrifying strength?"
"Could it be that the chief students from Victorica's Spiritual Master Academy are here?"
Everyone is confused.
"Isn't it right? He, where is he?" At this moment, someone finally discovered the initiator of the matter.
"He's there!" A trace of solemnity and panic flashed through Montag's eyes as he stood still on the ring. His whole body became more aura, and he looked towards the crowd below the ring.
"brush¡¡"
Everyone¡¯s eyes immediately turned. At this moment, they all turned to the person in the center of the field. They suddenly scattered in all directions. Everyone was frightened. They didn¡¯t want to draw the flames of war towards themselves.
The next moment, there was only a thin young man left in the center of the ring.
There was silence in the place, and everyone focused their attention on him.
On the ring, Montag's eyes flashed with light, and the fighting spirit in his whole body surged. The majestic flame fighting spirit with scorching properties rose up, and he stared at the thin young man in the audience.
Because of his uncontrollable fighting spirit, he couldn't even control the fighting spirit in his body. The terrifying momentum came towards him, making many people around the ring feel hot and pressing, depressed in their hearts, and hurriedly left the surrounding area.
From this aspect, it can be seen that Montag's strength is absolutely extraordinary. Being able to overwhelm people with his momentum is already a very profound and terrifying method.
But Chen Ting, who was standing under the ring, was completely indifferent. His face was very calm. No one knew what he was thinking, even though Montag's fighting spirit roared out and swept around his body, thinking He must be completely burned into coke.
"But Chen Ting is still like a rock in the violent ocean. No matter how the wind and rain roar, I will remain motionless without any fluctuation.
At this moment, everyone¡¯s eyes fell on him.
Everyone is guessing, who is this sudden and mysterious thin young man? Although it was only for a moment, the terrifying fluctuations in mental power had already made everyone's hearts tremble.
Everyone has different thoughts, but one thing is the same, that is, how powerful and terrifying power is contained in this somewhat thin body.
At this moment, it can be said that there is a dead silence around the arena. No one speaks, and all the attention is focused on the thin young figure.
"He is really scary!" Dickaf, who had been helped down, turned pale and looked at the figure in the field in shock, muttering to himself.
Fran, who was being supported by Altai, took a breath of air and stared blankly at Chen Ting's expressionless face. "I actually imagined that he would challenge him at first. I really overestimated my abilities! This is the real deep love." It¡¯s unpredictable. Altai, that¡¯s what I said!¡±
Beside him, Altai didn't have as many thoughts as Fran and Dirkaf. He laughed naively, "Yes, Chen Ting is really strong. Fortunately, he is my friend!"
Montag on the ring was filled with the desire to fight. He looked at Chen Ting feverishly and said, "You are strong enough to be my opponent!"
There was a solemn tone in his tone, and it was obvious that he had regarded the person in the audience as a real threatening enemy.
Chen Ting turned his head again, looked at Montag who was standing at the edge of the ring with an eager face, and said slowly: "You are no match for me!"
When speaking, Chen Ting's tone was quite calm, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing, but in everyone's ears, it had a convincing meaning.
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