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Chapter 147 The rhythm of the wheel battle?

"Why?" Feng Mo looked confused. He was second only to Fang Zijin's senior brother in the academy. Of course he didn't pay attention to a young boy like Han Qiudan who was still young, but Yu Ling was so

As soon as he said it solemnly, some doubts could not help but arise in his heart.

Yu Ling shook his head and didn't explain much. In fact, he didn't know how to explain it, because this was purely a mysterious intuition, or hunch, and there was no reason to explain it.

At a certain moment, Yu Ling suddenly felt another gaze falling on him. When he looked up, it was Chun Gufeng, the young man in yellow who stood alone. What was inconsistent with his calm expression was that his eyes were very sharp.

The sharp, cold sword intent makes anyone look at it as if they will be stabbed.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Chun Gufeng asked in a calm tone: "Are you Yu Ling?"

"It's me." Yu Ling said casually, thinking that the next second should be the most common revenge plot for his brother, right?

However, he obviously underestimated Chun Gufeng's Qi-nurturing skills. Although he had such a childish younger brother, Chun Gufeng was not abducted, but had an indifference and calmness far beyond his peers.

"Very good, I will always fight with you." Chun Gufeng nodded slightly, then lowered his eyes and looked away. He didn't even say a harsh word. His calm look did not look like his own brother was being bullied.

But anyone who is familiar with Chun Gufeng knows that it's not that he doesn't care about Chun Tiannan, but that his temperament is always like this. Even if the enemy standing opposite is an early stage Huazun, he will still be this indifferent.

A calm look. This can no longer be described as absolute confidence, but arrogance to the highest level, and he does not regard anyone as an opponent at all.

However, Chun Gufeng, who has never been defeated, does have such qualifications. If he is not an arrogant person, how can he sharpen the most arrogant sword in the world? The true meaning inherited from the First Hall's Jueguang Sword Art has always been like this.

In the first competition, Yu Ling collided with one of his own again, and Senior Brother Liu Dan on the opposite side also had a wry smile on his face.

"Junior Brother Yu, please give me some advice." Liu Dan didn't know Yu Ling before, but this did not prevent him from having a good impression of Yu Ling. After all, he had passed five levels and killed six generals, and made the direct disciples of the Seven Star Palace and the Wu Xuan Sect

The only one who has been stepped on by all the senior brothers is this young junior from the golden batch. This is something that will greatly increase your prestige. If you tell me about it, even the academy will be proud of it.

"Senior Brother Liu, you're too polite. It should be Senior Brother who gives the guidance." Unless the other party deliberately provokes someone, Yu Ling usually treats others with courtesy.

"Hypocrisy," the little princess in the audience looked disdainful. After spitting out two words in annoyance, she still felt unsatisfied, and added two more words: "Pretentious."

Yu Liang looked at his nose and heart, pretending he didn't hear anything. Anyway, when the little princess dislikes someone else, no matter what that person does, she can never expect to get a positive comment from her.

But after hearing this, Liu Dan felt relieved and had a better impression of Yu Ling. He smiled slightly and said, "Then let's stop this battle. It's best to save a little more energy for the next one."

At this time, Liu Dan couldn't help but secretly criticize the institutional arrangements of this round-robin competition. They didn't even give anyone time to rest. They fought eight games in a row. Everyone must be exhausted, right? Not to mention the eight people in front of him.

No one is inferior to him. It is simply difficult to win several games in a row.

"start!"

However, after the elder referee gave an order, Liu Dan still mobilized his spiritual power as quickly as possible. The long sword in his hand slashed out with thunderous force, and a rainbow-like sword slashed domineeringly across the martial arts field, like a galaxy transformed into a dragon.

Soaring, heading straight in front of Yuling.

Seeing the brilliant Milky Way rushing away, instantly submerging Yu Ling's figure, Liu Dan didn't feel relaxed at all. But just when he was concentrating on waiting for a formidable enemy, an inexplicable feeling of dizziness spread through his mind, even if

His willpower is not weak, but he can't help but lose consciousness at this moment.

not good!

Liu Dan had just realized that something was wrong, and before his body had time to react, a bright red firelight shot towards his face through the Milky Way. It was so hot that the air became hot and twisted, and the reflection in his pupils was full of fire.

"Buzz——"

Liu Dan quickly retreated, and his defensive skills turned into a semi-arc light curtain to block the front. No more, no less, it blocked the incoming fire, but a soft and lingering corrosive energy seemed to seep into his light.

Inside the curtain, this high-grade Tongxuan-level defensive skill was shattered into nothing in an instant.

As we all know, heat first and then cold, one ice and one fire, can best destroy the internal structure of an object, and the same principle applies to the yang fire and yin fire of Crimson Kill. This is also the most important reason why it far surpasses other high-grade Tongxuan spiritual skills.

, this property is simply the natural enemy of all kinds of protective shields.

When Liu Dan quickly retreated to avoid the raging fire, his attention could not help but miss the rear. As Yu Ling's fingers moved slightly, several beams of dark and silent dark magic light traced strange curves, successfully bypassing the

Behind Liu Dan, the next moment, several vital points on his back were approaching.

Liu Dan's scalp instantly went numb, and he felt a cold air rushing through his body. At the critical moment, he no longer cared about whether his posture looked good or not, and suddenly turned sideways, watching dangerously as several beams of dark magic light rubbed against him.

His robes flew past, and the cold air made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

However, this was just the beginning. Under the command of Yu Ling Tianling's peak soul power, several beams of dark magic light flew around flexibly and mischievously, never leaving the vital points of Liu Dan's body. No matter in front of him, behind him, or above his head, all directions were possible.

Appear.

Liu Dan quickly became exhausted and had no chance to fight back. Especially at a certain moment, his brain inexplicably fell into a state of chaos and blankness. Although it was only a short moment of stagnation, it was enough for the dark magic light to stab him back and forth.

Of course, Yu Ling was not so merciless. At the last moment, he still let the dark magic light hover around Liu Dan without really being cruel.

So after readily admitting defeat, Liu Dan couldn't help but sigh secretly. Fortunately, as both academy disciples, Yu Ling was more "gentle" towards his family. Otherwise, looking at the fate of others, Chun Tiannan seemed to have just recovered from a coma yesterday.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, Jing Yue, the senior brother of Wu Xuan Sect, was only an inch away from having his heart injured. He couldn't even think of taking any action until he lay down for ten days and a half. This was simply extremely miserable.

Looking at Yu Ling who was standing across from him with his sword sheathed, with a relaxed expression on his face, Liu Dan couldn't help but smile bitterly. This new junior brother is indeed so powerful. No wonder even Jing Yue was defeated by him. This level of cultivation is absolutely unadulterated.

No matter how much water there is, he worked hard and hard, but he didn't even seem to be doing warm-up exercises. The difference was already too big to be described.

"The next match is between Academy Yu Ling and Wu Xuan Sect Zi Qi."

The elder of the Seven Star Hall announced emotionlessly, urging Zi Qi to come on quickly as if he was rushing to be reincarnated, and then announced the start of the game in an extremely smooth manner.

Yu Ling couldn't help but frowned slightly. He accepted it even after he was in the first game. Why did he compete in two consecutive games? The random selection is not so random, right? This is obviously a deliberate black box operation.
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