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A few minutes ago, the platform on the other side.

Han Jiangchen slowly picked up the sword in his hand and hung it in front of him. Opposite him, the opponent named Sun Wei was exercising his muscles and bones, his knuckles creaking.

Compared with the excitement over Xie Tianyang's side, the audience here is rare, and they are basically a few friends who have made good friends with Sun Wei. The only ones who were a little familiar were Wu Hao, who was in charge of volunteering as a senior student, and another senior student, Danxiu, who was in charge of first aid.

——She is not in charge here.

This thought flashed through his mind, but then he concentrated all his thoughts on the sword, and slowly stood it in front of him, facing the aura released intentionally or unintentionally.

"The freshman surnamed Han seems to have been overwhelmed at the beginning."

An old student named Cong Yuan, Dan Xiu, lowered his voice and said to Wu Hao next to him, "It seems that the situation is not very good."

He said so, but looked at Wu Hao and shook his head: "Look, it's not that simple."

"Um?"

Cong Yuan was puzzled, but didn't ask too much. As soon as the conversation on their side ended, Wei Ze raised his arm and spoke in a low voice.

"start."

At the moment when the words fell, Sun Wei suddenly let out a loud shout, and the spiritual power and luck of his whole body circulated around him in a circle, and his already strong body expanded further, like blowing up a balloon Generally grow taller and wider quickly.

The strange thing is that with this change, the Taoist uniform on his body has not been swollen, but has grown in sync with his body shape. In the time of one or two breaths, the person standing on the stage has become a four-to-five-meter More than a giant!

"It's... the law of the sky and the earth?" Cong Yuan whispered, "The freshmen have already learned this high-end technique? Have they changed their training plan this year?"

One of the most signature pretentious skills of the Disha magical series, there is a record in an ancient book that "with a pinch and a shake of the body, you will instantly become taller and stand taller than the world", which is also an expansion of Wei Ze's elective course content. It is obvious that the new students in the Qi refining period are far from being able to stand up to the sky, but it is enough for a monk in the Qi refining period to brag about it.

After all, no matter what their cultivation level is, the average novice would be afraid of such a spectacle before he even had to worry about it. In fact, the momentum of the two sides is indeed in contrast.

The few newcomers around naturally understood this, and this change immediately ignited their enthusiasm, and they all clapped their hands and booed.

"Brother Sun! Go to the opposite side with the hammer!"

"Brother Sun! Fuck him!"

Amid the shouts,

That Sun Wei's aura was even stronger, he threw away his arms with a deep roar, and a heavy punch brought a whistling wind, and he went towards his opponent like a rocket.

And at this moment, Han Jiangchen slowly bent down, probing forward with the blade of his sword.

boom!

The muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground spread, and Sun Wei's fist, which was nearly one meter in diameter, was swung down like a giant hammer, smashing the ground of the arena to splash gravel - but the figure who should have been standing there disappeared.

"what?"

The surrounding audience subconsciously blurted out, and Sun Wei on the stage was also taken aback, but then the huge pupils of the dharma body shrank suddenly. He felt a certain astonishing awe suddenly aimed at him, like being stalked by a hidden poisonous snake, but it was not a poisonous snake, but... a sword blade!

——Only in an instant, Han Jiangchen in front of him flicked his steps, and instantly swayed from the front to the side and back of Fatianxiangdi. The sword blade in his hand was reflected by the aura, pointing to the leg bend of the Fashen in front of him!

one strike!

The sword blade swung out with a chilly wind, and before Sun Wei locked onto the opponent's figure, there was a blunt sound in his ear, and some kind of blunt object slammed into the tendons on the side of his leg, In an instant, he felt a numbness at the place where he was hit, as if he had bumped into the foot of the table suddenly, and he knelt on one knee uncontrollably, and the Dharma body hit the ground, causing the whole platform to tremble.

But after all, he is also a monk who has entered the door, so he won't be stunned by this blow. The moment he realized that he had been hit, Sun Wei immediately reacted, suppressing the numbness in his legs, and the thick arm of the siege pillar swept back, using his hand as a stick, and wanted to take this opportunity to fight back.

But he came up short. The figure swayed without delay after finishing the blow, and the giant pillar-like arm only swept the air behind him, but exposed the gap again. Seeing Han Jiangchen turn around, he swung his backhand, and saw the spirit sword stabbing towards the opponent's arm!

Two hits!

The dazzling sword light entered the eyes, and there was no way to hide at close range. Seeing that the sword was about to cut directly on the flesh, Han Jiangchen's wrist shook, and the spirit sword spun in his hand, instantly turning the blade into a handle, and then, He stabbed the "numb tendon" of the arm with the hilt!

Could it be that he did the same when attacking the leg just now?

This idea just flashed through Sun Wei's mind, and a similar thud sounded again, just like before, this time his arm also went numb, drooping uncontrollably, and the side weakness was wide open!

Naturally, Han Jiangchen didn't let go of the opportunity, jumped up suddenly, turned around, and the next moment his figure appeared behind his opponent's neck. At this time, Sun Wei's hands and feet were still numb, and before he could recover, he saw that the sword hilt was pointing at him again, this time at the back of his neck!

Three strikes!

There was another muffled bang, and the hilt of the sword was slapped directly on the back of the opponent's neck, and the pupils were immediately fixed in the center, and even the huge figure with the sky and the earth stopped. Then, he watched the mountain-like figure slowly fall down, the aura on his body dissipated like smoke the moment he fell to the ground, and he turned back into the original strong boy again.

When Han Jiangchen landed, he didn't care about the stunned expressions of the people around him. He just retracted the spirit sword in front of him, and then looked at Wei Ze next to him.

"Three breaths have not yet started, the winner has already been divided." Wei Ze raised his hand, "In this match, Han Jiangchen wins."

There was no sound on the platform. Except for Wu Hao, everyone's words were stuck in their throats, and their mouths could hold two big steamed buns.

Three moves, only three moves, not only completely broke the opponent's advanced spells, but also directly caused the opponent to lose combat power.

what is this? This is called absolute suppression, called dimensionality reduction strike!

But... the person standing there is obviously a freshman, and the breath of the Qi refining period cannot be faked.

"What the hell... a dark horse that came out of nowhere."

It wasn't until the enchantment in front of him gradually dissipated that the old man named Cong Yuan realized it and murmured in a low voice.

"Today this is far from his full strength." Wu Hao looked at the figure, shook his head and said, "You can see it too? He wants to minimize the damage to the opponent."

"Nonsense, who fights with a sword hilt? This...although it's not bad, but everyone else is desperately fighting, it's too much to keep your hands on purpose..."

Cong Yuan didn't say any more about this. Not to mention anything else, if Han Jiangchen had really hit with a sword just now, what would have happened--any fool can imagine.

While talking, Han Jiangchen over there had already put away his sword and was about to walk out of the field. But just after taking half a foot, I heard a voice from behind.

"Wow, is this the end?"

Han Jiangchen turned around, just in time to see Jiang Ling flying over from the other side of the platform with a volunteer mark, and landed on this side of the platform: "This is not enough for a stick of incense, and it's over, you guys are too fast!" .”

"Did you see it just now?" Wu Hao turned his head, "Are you in charge of the scene on the 20th?"

"Anyway, the two platforms are next to each other, so you can see it when you turn your head." Jiang Ling said, "Someone on my side said just now that Xie Tianyang probably got the fastest promotion record, but it turned out that this side was even faster. Well, those bettors People probably get depressed."

At this time, the competitions on both sides had already ended first, and the old students in charge had no tasks, so you stood there chatting with each other. Han Jiangchen listened from a distance, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little happy.

—So she saw it.

He thought silently, this side is quiet, but the opposite platform is already full of people's voices.

On the adjacent platform arena, Xie Tianyang was also closing his momentum and walking off the arena. Several students around him lined up left and right in the posture of welcoming the hero's triumphant return, admiring, applauding, and blowing rainbow farts.

But Xie Tianyang turned a blind eye, and only asked the old student in charge next to him: "Is the other competitions over now?"

"No, you should be the fastest in this round..."

Halfway through the old man's words, another volunteer ran over and whispered something in his ear. Seeing his eyes change slightly, the words that came to his mouth turned around and swallowed back.

"Wait, that's not right... I heard that the scene on the 21st ended one step earlier."

As soon as these words came out, the noise of the crowd suddenly quieted down, especially those who usually followed Xie Tianyang with incredible eyes.

"Is there anyone who can beat Brother Xie faster?"

"Who is it?"

"Is this the opening surrender?"

For a moment, the cheers on the platform turned into discussions, and many people turned their heads to look in the direction of the adjacent platform. But at this time, the cleaning work on that platform has been completed, and everyone on the stage has gone clean, so they can only look through the list if they want to find it.

But when everyone was amazed, Xie Tianyang, who was in the center, looked as expected. He ignored the questions of the people around him and did not explain. He picked up the bag on one side and put it on his back. He walked out of the arena area and headed for the campus.

——Sure enough, as he expected, the strength of that student named Han Jiangchen is by no means simple.

By now, he was too lazy to find out who the other party was. Anyway, if the opponent is really capable, then sooner or later the two sides will meet in the preliminary finals, and then the competition will naturally be clear.

This sports meeting is the best opportunity the school has given him. In this event, he would always meet that person. Then, beat him.

Thinking of this, he felt his heart tremble with excitement, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

The stronger the opponent, the more meaningful it is to defeat him. For this, he had to prepare everything he could to the extreme. No matter what the opponent is, just do his own thing.

Xie Tianyang thought so, and in a blink of an eye, he had passed through the exit of Fudi and returned to the campus.

At this time, the last class in the afternoon was over, and the students should practice and study by themselves, and the campus was peaceful. He didn't wait for the other players from the competition in Fudi to come back, but turned directly into the self-study classroom.

This is the guidance venue that Bailiyu told him today. Compared with Hua Nian'an who has been stationed in the alchemy room all year round, Bailiyu's requirements for the venue are much more casual. Today he is in the equipment room, tomorrow he is in the classroom, and the day after tomorrow he may even be in the cafeteria. Anyway, there is basically no need for a refining furnace. , Wherever you go, there are lessons.

During the match just now, Xie Tianyang didn't consume much spiritual energy. He had almost recovered while walking and breathing, so he came directly to this teacher and prepared to start today's special guidance.

During this period of time, he has been following Bailiyu to practice the techniques of "refining" and "strengthening spirits". The competition just now proved his achievements during this period. From the very beginning, his goal was straight to the final, and in order to meet that person, he had to go one step further.

After entering the self-study room, Bailiyu was already there, but at this moment, there was still a laptop in front of the teacher.

At his request, Wei Ze specially asked for a new one from the official side and gave it to him. At this time, this ancient master was just sitting in front of the computer, holding the mouse in one hand, clicking with skillful movements, and the scene was very harmonious.

"..."

Xie Tianyang was quiet for a moment, then he looked in front of the computer, and saw that a webpage had been opened on the screen, the name was: Tiantian Xiangqi.

No wonder he didn't stay in the refining room but came to this classroom to guide... This place is the closest to the student dormitory area, and there are wireless network transmitters in the dormitory led by a group of students led by Xiao Youyu. This teacher... Why are you here to rub wi-fi!

Xie Tianyang stood there, watching Bailiyu proficiently point this point and that point, the horse walked like a flying field, throwing away the armor and unarmoring the opponent who was killed, and finally a "victory" popped up on the screen, and he put down with an unsatisfied look on his face. Mouse, looking at the screen and talking to myself.

"Ordinary people in this era can actually place the chessboard in the space of this 'computer' and control the chess pieces to move with their minds...and they don't need to think about it at all? Today's people obviously have no cultivation base, but their spiritual consciousness does not. So tyrannical..."

Xie Tianyang took a deep breath: "Teacher, you just chose computer battle..."

"Oh? So, the one who played against me just now was not a real person...but the spirit in this 'computer'?"

Bailiyu actually understood the meaning of the computer battle, and immediately became interested: "From what Your Excellency Wei Ze said, people today don't know the art of cultivating the soul, but they can use a technique called 'programming'." How to store some kind of spiritual consciousness in this 'computer' to make it serve the host...it's really amazing. The mortals of your era are indeed extremely wise in ancient and modern times."

As he spoke, he played another real-life battle in his hand, and while lighting it, he said to Xie Tian without raising his head: "Your task today is to use the method of spirit-possession to equip the blank mold over there." Clothes'. I have put the materials over there. This time, the surface of the clothing will be covered with 720 pieces of spiritual materials, divided into six layers, with 120 pieces in each layer. The first layer is arranged in a Liuhe formation. "

"Pay special attention. Today's spiritual weapon is an important item made according to the requirements of the university. It will be of great use in the future. After that, it will be presented to His Excellency Wei Ze for review. I hope you will be careful when refining it .”

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