Although Zhao Hanyan is petite and delicate, she is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. Her bright eyes shrank slightly, and a touch of coldness flew away. She glanced at her red lips and said coldly: "It's useless to say more, let's see the truth from your hands. You'll soon know what the price of arrogance is."

"Don't be stubborn, I will make you scream." As Hong Yu'e snorted coldly, she saw her arm swaying slightly, and a long sword emitting red light appeared, which was a first-grade weapon, Hongfang Sword.

The woman on the red horse was wearing heavy makeup, her plump body was covered with red armor, and her slender hands were like jade holding a red sword, making her whole body particularly eye-catching like a phoenix in the fire, attracting the shocking cheers of the West Courtyard.

"Yu'e is mighty, and a woman is not as good as a man!"

"Hurry up and defeat that little girl and let the North Courtyard lose face..."

Yuan Haba, the magistrate of the prison in the judges' seat, was a lustful person. His little eyes were flashing with a wretched look on the pair of women in red, and he was drooling. He said with a tsk: "The current students are all well equipped, and they always have first-grade weapons and mounts, so their combat power has been greatly enhanced."

Dean Wu Batuo said: "Cultivation is also a money-consuming matter. It is difficult for children from poor families to achieve great success. These outstanding students have almost all their families. They pay more attention to the ultimate assessment, so they naturally do their best to purchase good equipment for the students."

Yuan Haba nodded, "The dean is right. In the final analysis, the descendants of the big family will always shine brightly, while the children of poor people are destined to have no future and can only live at the bottom of society."

Looking at the scene again, Zhao Hanyan also showed off his weapons. It was a green scimitar, like the crescent moon in spring water, extremely sharp, with a phoenix head carved at the hilt of the knife. It was also a first-rate weapon, named Qingfeng Dao, and was presented to the most advanced weapon refiner in the town, which was excellent.

As Mu Yuzi started, they rode forward like female warriors. Hong Yu'e took the initiative and shouted loudly: "Damn girl, dismount me!" She waved the Hongfang sword and stabbed her, and the spiritual energy turned into a red edge, just like a rainbow after the rain, but full of murderous intent. The strength of the ninth level of body refining is indeed extraordinary. She is also a first-class player among the female students in the entire academy.

"You're dreaming!" replied without showing any weakness. As the abundant spiritual energy poured into Zhao Hanyan's arm, the green sharpness swept out from Qing Feng's sword to meet him.

"Sure!"

The two sharp edges collided and made a sound, and the light burst out. The green light came from behind and suppressed the red light, which surprised Hong Yu'e. She shook the reins and rushed to avoid it.

"Shit..."

The green sharpness emitted by the Qing Feng Sword fell to the ground, making deep marks, shocking many onlookers. What's going on? This little girl's strength is so powerful?

With one move, Zhao Hanyan obviously gained the upper hand. The students of the North Academy cheered and cheered excitedly, "Okay!"

"Hanyan is so powerful, defeat that Oui Niu."

"Who dares to underestimate the North Courtyard, there will be no good ending..."

Ji Shijiang, the instructor of the West Academy who was watching the game, stood up with a calm face in surprise. This was the first showdown of our college in the ultimate assessment. It was related to the morale of the students and was particularly important. Originally, Hong Yu'e's appearance against the little girl in the North Academy made him very pleased and felt that she was sure to win. Now it seems that he was wrong.

Since the start of the school year of the spiritual energy test, more than a month has passed, and the final assessment has been carried out in advance. Because of the haste, Hong Yu'e has not been able to break through to the realm of Linghong. She is still at the ninth level of body refining, but she has deeper skills than students of the same level. However, the little girl who faced her looks inconspicuous, but she is in the early stage of Linghong, and it seems that she has just broken through, which is difficult.

After practicing, the level represents the gap in strength, which made Ji Shijiang worried. He shouted loudly: "Avoid his sharpness and use your martial arts perfectly to defeat her."

Jiang Ruolan, the tutor of the North Academy, also paid close attention. When she found that the West Academy player was weaker than Zhao Hanyan, she was secretly happy, but she did not dare to be careless at all. After all, the strength of the two sides is not much different, and performance on the spot is also very important, she also spoke out: "Fight steadily and steadily, both offense and defense. Hanyan, you can definitely beat the other party."

Undoubtedly, this is a duel between students, and a battle between various branches and even tutors.

The failure just now made Hong Yu'e's face turn ashen, and she cursed angrily: "Damn girl, look at the move." She rode her horse around and turned around. Hongfang's sword swung its sharpness and launched a continuous attack. One sword quickly passed by, and the momentum was terrifying. It has to be said that this woman is perfect in terms of martial arts.

Zhao Hanyan was a little nervous when she participated in such a formal showdown for the first time and was under the gaze of thousands of people. Now she was surrounded by red lights, she seemed panicked and forced to retreat one after another.

Seeing Hong Yu'e showing off her might, Ji Shijiang praised loudly: "Okay, just fight like this." The students of the West Academy were also very excited and cheered deafeningly.

A look of worry flashed in Jiang Ruolan's bright eyes. It seemed that Hanyan still lacked combat experience. Even if she continued like this, she would lose even if she had higher strength. She wanted to stabilize the other party, but she was afraid that her voice would distract her and lead to greater mistakes.

Seeing that the students of our college were frustrated, almost all the students of the North College were sweating for Zhao Hanyan. Qiu Yu frowned and shouted loudly: "Zhao Hanyan, don't scare her, cheer me up and counterattack..."

Zhao Hanyan, who was in a panic, seemed to wake up like thunder. The other party's words brought her great courage. I must not let him down and give it my best.

"Go to yours..." With the curse, the green edge on Qing Feng's sword surged and faced the red light. Zhao Hanyan began a Jedi counterattack. For herself, for him, and for the North Court, she had to fight at any cost!

“Too free!”

The sound kept coming, and two sharp edges kept colliding in the air, making the sound terrifying!

The war horse circled back and forth on the field, and the master's powerful aura also infected the thunderstorm horse. The guy also became angry and opened his mouth and exposed his white teeth and bit towards the neck of the maroon horse.

"Huihui!"

The red horse was so scared that it neighed, with fear in its eyes flashing, and hurriedly dodged. After all, the other party was a first-level monster and it could not afford to offend it. The deadliest guy had a leopard head, which was too ferocious.

Under Zhao Hanyan's fierce attack, Hong Yu'e could no longer bear it. At this time, the car was frightened and dodged to the side, which inevitably gave her an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The palm wind hit hard, hitting Hong Yue'e's bulging chest. Even with a steel cover, she couldn't stand it. She screamed in pain, and her body twisted and almost fell off the horse.
Chapter completed!