Soul Emperor Martial God

"Si Kongyu?"

Si Kongyu's onstage also attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples.

Although it was not as fanatical as Linghuwang's cult, it was recognized immediately.

"Sikongyu, one of the new disciples of the Tianzang Academy, the owner of Yukong's bloodline, is a natural formation mage."

"I heard that when he started at the beginning two years ago, he almost broke the record of the sky-passing formation."

"Now he is a direct disciple under the seat of Tongtian Peak."

"I heard that this person has excellent talents and is deeply loved by the elders of Tongtian Peak. It is hard to be determined to be the next chief of Tongtian Peak."

Si Kongyu's fame is obviously not as good as Linghuwang.

However, there was not a lot of discussion among the disciples around.

On the seat of Heiyun Learning, Qing Lin glanced at Xiao Yi unconsciously.

However, it was discovered that Xiao Yi still closed his eyes and slumbered, with an ordinary expression on his face.

Regarding Xiao Yi's stay in the Tianzang Academy, the vice president was very clear in his eyes from beginning to end.

And the vice president is clear, which also means that Qing Lin is also clear.

"Fortunately, you didn't match me." Qing Lin glanced at Si Kongyu on the martial arts stage, and thought to himself.

At this time, the battle on the competition stage had already begun.

Si Kongyu's opponent was just a disciple from an ordinary academy who was ranked below dozens, and there was no pressure.

The battle lasted only a few minutes.

"Tongtian Holy Wind Array." Si Kongyu shouted.

boom…

On the competition stage, a big formation suddenly formed.

Within the large array, a gale blows.

But for a while, this disciple was injured by the gale and was blasted out of the competition platform.

"In this battle, Tianzang Academy, Sikongyu, win." The three referees announced the victory loudly.

Around the spectator seats, there was also a lot of discussion, "Awesome, but winning is simply neat."

"If there is no accident, this Sikongyu must be one of the dark horses in this dispute of the Hundred Courts."

In the middle of the spectator seat, several elders of the Tianzang Academy looked at Si Kongyu and nodded frequently with expressions of appreciation.

The competition on the stage, with Si Kongyu's step down, started again.

After rounds of competitions, there is no exciting competition yet.

Until a few hours later.

"No. 1347, Jinchen Academy, Jin Chen, come on stage." The referee shouted loudly.

"Here, I'm one of the chiefs of the Five University Palaces again." The long-lost cheers from the young disciples of the various colleges resounded in the surrounding spectators.

Jin Chen's opponent was also just an ordinary disciple.

There was no suspense in the battle, and it ended very quickly.

Round by round of competition, continue.

"No. 1603, Cangyun College, Tangsha, come on stage."

"Oh? One of the second Tang Dynasty." The eyes of the surrounding disciples lit up.

"Tang Qianliu's luck was extremely bad, he faced Linghu Wang, and he was defeated before he could play in the future."

"The sandstorm Tangsha didn't meet the chief of the Five University Palace this time, so he would be able to win easily."

Tang Sha's opponent is a school disciple who ranks a dozen or so.

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"No. 1859, Tianzang Academy, resolute, come to power."

"Li Feng spear is vigorous? Another fierce man is here." The disciples who watched the match around were talking endlessly.

"He is a personal disciple under the seat of Tianlong Peak, and also the master of the Fengsha Temple."

"It is rumored that this person is not only favored by the elders of Tianlong Peak, but also holds a post in one of the ten main halls of Fengsha Temple. It can be described as a promising future."

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"No. 1901, Tianzang Academy, Fang Shushu, come on stage."

"Seven tricks recipe book?" The exclamation of the surrounding spectators broke out again.

Such cheers, although not as loud as Linghuwang, Jin Chen and other Five University Palace chiefs, even with fanaticism, but more intense than Tang Sha, Tang Qianliu and others.

There are many martial arts exchanges among the various martial arts schools.

However, among the new disciples in the various colleges, the most famous and fastest-rising peerless Tianjiao is Fang Shushu.

Qiqiao Fangshushu is the only person among the martial arts academies who can compare with the chief fame of the Five University Palace, and he is only a new disciple.

...

Time gradually passed, and after a whole day, the first round of competition was still not over.

The controversy of the Hundred Courts, this grand event in the Flame Dragon Continent, is indeed very lively.

All the martial arts academies are here, gathered around the spectator seats.

Such a grand event can never end in a short time.

But any competition here, if put outside, is definitely a rare and wonderful competition among Tianjiao.

It was a few hours later.

"No. 2201, Heiyun learns and teaches, Qin Yi, come on stage."

"No. 2202, Tianzang Academy, Mo You, come to power."

Whizzing…

Two figures jumped onto the competition platform.

However, these two people did not cause much commotion in the surrounding spectators.

Obviously, these two people do not have much reputation in the hospitals.

Qin Yi needn't say much.

Heiyun learns and teaches and has almost no exchanges with any martial arts academy.

And this Mo You was a woman in red.

The appearance is not a great country and city, but it is also a great posture.

Judging from the appearance, he is only in his early 20s.

"Mo worry?" On the martial arts stage, Qin Yi glanced at the woman and smiled contemptuously.

"This name is somewhat similar to our brother Mo You."

"It's just that the strength and cultivation base are far behind."

The woman, Mo You, had a cold face, "Heiyun is so arrogant?"

"Sure enough, in response to that sentence, people are divided into groups and things are gathered together."

"Especially some small thieves, they are especially annoying."

Mo You spoke indifferently, turning his gaze slightly, and he turned to Xiao Yi on the seat of Heiyun Learning.

In his eyes, there was obviously unkindness and disgust.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He was sleeping on a fake day, but when Qin Yi came to power, he opened his eyes.

Heiyun Xue teaches his disciples to fight on stage, he usually takes a few glances.

At this moment, seeing the woman in red's bad eyes, frowned.

"Xiao Yi, do you know?" Qing Lin asked suspiciously.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Have never met."

"You lie to you." Qing Lin's face was weird, "I have never met before, can people look at you like this?"

"Could it be the romantic debt you incurred outside again?"

"No." Xiao Yi still shook his head.

Qing Lin curled his lips, with an expression of unbelief on his face.

"It seems that sometimes it is not a good thing to look good."

"Like me, although he is not as handsome as a jade son, but he is also suave and handsome."

"Men, it's almost enough; it's too good-looking, it's troublesome enough to cause a romantic debt."

Qing Lin muttered to himself at will, "Did you say that you didn't know Mu Ning last time? On the Wuling Peak a few days ago, someone called Xiao Yi a bit sweet enough."

"Now, here's another one, alas..."

Qing Lin talked endlessly, but saw Xiao Yi full of black lines on the side, his face was not good, and he shut up quickly.

At this moment, there was a cry of pain on the competition stage.

"Huh?" Qing Lin was startled, his face straightened, and he looked at the competition stage.

There, Qin Yi was rolling all over, his face was painful.

In front of Qin Yi, the woman in red sneered, and waves of red powder fluttered in the wind around her.

"It's Meixin Butterfly Powder." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in red with some seriousness.

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