Soul Emperor Martial God

"Medium sacred artifact?"

Around the spectator stand, there was an exclamation.

One after another, burning eyes gathered on the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

That sharp sword exuding cold white sword light was obviously a powerful middle-grade holy weapon.

The middle-grade holy artifact, that is a treasure that even the emperor of Xianwu Dao cannot possess.

Not to mention that this is now a sword-like holy artifact, and looking at its breath, it is obviously much stronger than the average middle-grade holy artifact.

On the competition stage, Xiao Yi held the sword indifferently, ignoring the exclamation of the surroundings.

With indifferent eyes, he looked at the three referees at the edge of the competition stage.

The three referees nodded and stepped forward.

He glanced at Shi Jingtao, who had fallen off the competition platform, and said loudly, "This battle, Heiyun learns and teaches, Xiao Yisheng."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, retracted the sword, turned and left.

He drew his sword because the stone Jingtao repaired a mountain.

Together with the rocks, they are already very good at defense.

The Five Chi Academy, one of the five university palaces, is second only to Tianzang Academy in terms of ranking.

His disciples are all Tianjiao.

Shi Jingtao is another strong disciple of Lichi in the Five Moment School, second only to the chief of Lichi.

The cultivation base of one body has reached the eightfold level of the Holy King Realm.

In other words, this person is not only powerful, but also amazing.

If he doesn't use swords or martial arts, it will be more difficult to fight with this person slowly.

After all, aside from all means, his real cultivation base is only the sixth layer of the Saint King Realm.

In addition, you can fight with this person if you have to work hard.

Therefore, Xiao Yi didn't waste time and drew his sword directly.

And there are only two swords in his hand, one is the Blizzard sword, and the other is the Leng Yan sword.

The Blizzard Sword is nothing but the best element, not even the sub-sacred weapon.

As far as Xiao Yi's strength is concerned, the Blizzard Sword is almost useless, so he can only use the Leng Yan Sword.

But after Leng Yanjian had absorbed a lot of blood energy before, it was much stronger.

Therefore, Xiao Yi was just a sword aura, and he blasted the Stone Jingtao out of the competition platform.

According to the rules, if the opponent fell to the stage and lost directly, the three referees also declared the victory directly.

Xiao Yi turned and left.

Behind him, an exclamation suddenly erupted.

"I remember now, isn't this kid who severely injured Senior Brother Jinhu with a sword on Wuling Peak a few days ago?"

On the first day of the Wuling Peak, there were still many academies who had never felt the Tianzang Academy.

And even the disciples present at that time, I am afraid that most of them just put their minds and eyes on the disciples of Jinchen Academy, as well as Chu Rou and others.

Not many people care about Xiao Yi and Qing Lin at all.

Even in the end, Xiao Yi suddenly injured Jin Hu seriously, which attracted attention.

But those attentions were only placed on the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

Naturally, until now, some disciples gradually recognized Xiao Yi.

At this time, another exclamation sounded.

"I also remembered, isn't this son the outcast from the Tianzang Academy two years ago?"

"On the same day, he was also holding this sword and easily defeated Wang Yue, the eighth disciple who was passed down under the seat of Tongtian Peak."

"This guy, nothing else, luck is good, got a middle-grade holy artifact."

"Oh, with the middle-grade holy artifact in hand, it is amazing."

A round of discussions sounded from the spectator stand.

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear, and walked back to his seat in Heiyun.

In the competition stage, Shi Jingtao was able to react from the failure of the fall.

Looking directly at Xiao Yi with cold eyes.

"Heiyun learns and teaches, what is the ability to defeat me by relying on the prestige of the middle-grade saints?" Shi Jingtao roared angrily.

Xiao Yi ignored it, already returned to his seat, sat down lightly, and rested on a slumber.

There was still a lot of discussion around the spectators, but more about the middle-grade holy artifacts in Xiao Yi's hands.

But these discussions quickly dissipated with the loud shouts of the three referees.

"No. 57, Wu Chi Xue Gong, Linghu Wang, come on stage."

"No. 58, Qianchuan Academy, Tang Qianliu, come on stage."

Whizzing…

Two figures instantly jumped onto the competition platform.

"It's Brother Linghuwang." Excited suddenly erupted from the spectators around.

Moreover, this exclamation was much more violent than any previous one.

With admiring gazes, almost all of them were concentrated in the indifferent figures on the martial arts stage at this moment.

Linghuwang, the disciple of the Wuchi Academy, the chief disciple of Jianchi, and the chief of the Wuchi Academy.

At this moment, Mo You, who had always been indifferent, narrowed his eyes on the seat of Heiyun Academy.

"Sword idiot Linghu forget." Mo You muttered to himself, a war intent flashed in his eyes.

On the martial arts stage, Linghu Wang ignored the exclamation of his surroundings, but turned his head and looked directly at Mo You.

"Forget Worry Sword, Mo You." Linghu forgot to say, the same warfare flashed in his eyes.

"I heard that you picked almost all the top talents in the west, and even Jin Chen was defeated by you."

"In the following competition, if I have a chance, I look forward to fighting with you."

"Yes." Mo You nodded.

Linghu Wang's gaze shifted from Mo You, to Xiao Yi who was sleeping on the sidelines.

"Your cultivation is still weak, you still have to practice harder."

"Since you are a sword repairer, you should know that the sword is life."

"Your sword is very strong, I hope you don't let it be ashamed."

Xiao Yi sleeps on vacation without speaking.

Qinglin curled his lips on the side, "First take care of yourself, I hope you are just a sword idiot, don't be a fool."

"Huh?" Linghu Wang looked at Qinglin, with a sharp gaze in his eyes, looking directly at Qinglin.

"Hiss." Qing Lin's gaze met with him, and his eyes suddenly stabbed.

On the side, Xiao Yi opened his eyes instantly, staring directly at Linghu Wang with indifferent eyes.

Under the indifferent gaze, Linghu Wang's face changed slightly, and he had to withdraw his direct gaze at Qing Lin, and turned to stare at Xiao Yi.

Two eyes colliding in the air, one sharp and the other indifferent, are actually not giving way to each other.

Xiao Yi's indifferent words slowly sounded, "I think, before you defeat me, I don't have the qualifications to teach me how to deal with swords."

"At least, a peak of the Saint King Realm is not enough."

Yes, Linghu Wangnai is the peak cultivation base of the Saint King Realm, only one step away from the Saint King Realm.

"Very good." Linghu Wang smiled lightly and withdrew his gaze.

The battle on the martial arts stage started soon.

On the black cloud seat, Xiao Yi glanced at Qing Lin, "Is it all right?"

"No." Qing Lin shook his head and blinked some stinging eyes.

"This guy is very strong."

Mo You said to the side, "Don't mind the two juniors. Linghu forgets that he is a sword idiot and loves swords like his life. That's just a few words.

"These characters are not malicious."

"Yeah." Qing Lin nodded, "However, it is also a sword idiot. If you meet this guy in the next competition, Junior Brother Xiao Yi, be careful."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly, noncommittal.

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