Yi Kun said, "Ai Wei wins without fighting."
"Yay!"
Ai Wei jumped up happily, throwing a few flirtatious glances at Yang Qingxuan, saying, "You're so good to me."
Yang Qingxuan was speechless, saying, "What does that have to do with me?"
He turned and jumped, flying towards his own arena.
The arena was marked on the back of the ball. The other 12 people also jumped up, heading towards their own arenas.
Yin Yao against Mei Juan, Lu Yifan against Wang Hua, Zuo Heng against Chen Ting, Fu Zhuo against Lan Mu, Young Master Jin against Wen Zicheng, Fang Chen against Mo Ke, Yang Qingxuan against Wu Chao. Ai Wei could not win.
The square filled with tens of thousands of people also dispersed, running towards the arenas they wanted to watch.
"Hmph, tricks."
After the crowd dispersed, there were only a few people left in the square. Ding Yuan snorted coldly.
Yi Kun's face twitched, saying unhappily, "Dean Ding, what are you saying?"
Ding Yuan had his hands behind his back, heading towards Yang Qingxuan's arena. He suddenly stopped, saying, "The remaining six people from the Nine Heavens Ripple Club all separated. Do you think I would believe you if you said you didn't do anything secretly? "
Yi Kun laughed, saying, "This seems to have nothing to do with Dean Ding."
"Indeed."
Ding Yuan nodded, saying, "It has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, he continued to walk forward.
Every step was not big, but the ground contracted under his feet. One step was a hundred feet away, and the second step he disappeared.
Yi Kun's face was gloomy as he watched Ding Yuan leave, then turned to look at Si Feiyu, saying, "The top 16 battle will be the focus of the entire Northern Five Nations. Although Prince Jin sent the Imperial Army to maintain order, you and I still have to take care of the seven arenas."
Si Feiyu nodded, saying, "Okay." His figure flashed, and he went into the distance.
…
On a large arena in the northwest of the academy, Wu Chao stood solemnly, slowly closing his murderous eyes to rest.
There was calm in a big battle.
Although he was ashamed and angry, he quickly calmed himself down, waiting for the battle with Yang Qingxuan.
A large number of students rushed over and surrounded the ring.
Among the seven matches, Yang Qingxuan versus Wu Chao was one of the more popular matches, with at least three to four thousand people watching.
"How many moves do you think Wu Chao can withstand from Yang Qingxuan?"
"How many moves? Even One-eye was killed in one strike. Although Wu Chao is ranked slightly ahead of One-eye, he can at most exchange three moves. "
"Just as I guessed, this place should be the first place to decide the winner. We can still rush over to watch the other match."
"Great minds think alike. This is also the reason why I came here to watch the battle. I can watch one more battle."
All kinds of discussions came from all around, causing Wu Chao's originally calm face to turn purple in an instant.
"Scum, what did you say?!"
As soon as he opened his eyes, he angrily stared at the few people who were talking. They were so scared that their faces turned pale. They retreated in the crowd, not daring to look him in the eye.
"Tsk, you can't beat Yang Qingxuan, so you're venting your anger on us."
"Yeah, let's see how long he can be so mighty. He'll be beaten to a pulp in a while."
On the other side, many students began to whisper, and the sound of ridicule continued to spread.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Wu Chao roared furiously, "I'll show you my strength later. As for Yang Qingxuan, I'll make him stop in this ring!"
He turned to look at the invigilator and shouted, "Where's Yang Qingxuan? Why hasn't he come yet? Is he afraid? "
The invigilator also had a puzzled look in his eyes. He looked at the sky a few times, but didn't see anyone. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. Let's wait patiently."
Wu Chao sneered, "Other than fear, I can't think of a second reason."
Suddenly, a ray of light rushed over from afar, and landed on the arena with a "bang" sound. Because the speed was too fast, the ground was shaken and cracked, and a large amount of dust was raised.
"Cough, cough, sorry, I'm late."
In the dust, Yang Qingxuan waved his hand and said, "Sorry, I came to the wrong ring. I only realized my mistake after I went to someone else's ring, so I took a detour and came back. "
Wu Chao, "…"
The invigilator was also speechless. He waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Let's start. I have a dinner appointment tonight."
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I have something to do too. Let's hurry up."
Wu Chao was furious and roared, "You're the one who's wasting everyone's time!"
A ray of soul light flickered on his body, and a sword appeared in the air. Then, a second, a third, and a total of nine swords appeared and hung around him.
"This is …"
Yang Qingxuan was dumbfounded. This formation was a bit like the Taixuan Sword Tomb, but the ten swords were not martial spirits, but real swords. He wondered in his heart, "Sword Controlling Technique?"
"It's the martial spirit — Hanging Sword Ridge!"
"What a powerful sword martial spirit. It can control nine swords at once!"
"With this formation, it will be very difficult for Yang Qingxuan to win in three moves, right?"
"Yang Qingxuan's martial spirit is also a sword martial spirit. This is interesting."
Exclamations came from all around. Everyone was a little excited.
Wu Chao pointed with his hand, and the nine swords attacked in the air. He also moved, turning his hand into a blade, and flew forward quickly behind the nine swords.
Yang Qingxuan laughed. Sword Qi lingered on the Fighting Ghosts God, and the sword light swallowed and spat out.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
A few golden lights flew out from the Fighting Ghosts God, and a series of metal clashing sounds knocked the nine swords away. At the same time, he stepped forward and slashed at Wu Chao's chest.
Wu Chao's face was gloomy, but suddenly the corner of his mouth rose. He shouted, "Die!"
The blade in his hand went to meet the big sword.
Yang Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said in his heart, "Strange, he wants to block my sword with his flesh and blood?"
Just as he was thinking that it was strange, his arm suddenly sank, and his whole body seemed to be sucked by the ground. "Boom!" He fell down, and the blue bricks under his feet were directly crushed!
"What's going on?!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. Not only his arm, his whole body seemed to be under infinite gravity, and he couldn't even stand straight.
"Bang!"
Wu Chao struck out with his palm, and the blade of his palm struck his chest, causing blood to spurt out.
"Puff!"
Yang Qingxuan's body was too heavy, and he didn't fly after taking such a heavy blow. The power of the one hand slash was completely absorbed by his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was full of shock.
This unforeseen event caused all the students to be shocked, but there were also many mocking voices that sounded out from all directions.
"Haha, Yang Qingxuan, this brat, can't see through his opponent's Martial Spirit."
"The Hanging Sword Ridge is just a trick. This brat hid it very well. The true ability of his Martial Spirit is to control the gravity within five feet!"
"So that's how it is. No wonder he can easily control the sword. It seems that there were also people who fell for it in the previous Large Competition!"
"He can control the gravity within five feet as he wishes. Wu Chao is invincible in close combat!"
The whole crowd was discussing and sighing in pity.
"Did he lose?"
In the crowd, there was a youth who looked like a student. His face was stern and determined. He laughed and said, "If he lost, then we won't be able to see each other in the Five Nation Grand Competition."
This person was actually Tan Tao from the Jingyun Nation, who had interacted with Yang Qingxuan before. He was wearing the uniform of the Cangnan Nation and mixed in with the students without anyone noticing.
"Hahahaha!"
Wu Chao couldn't help laughing wildly. He was so excited that his face was distorted. He mocked, "Although there aren't many people in the entire academy who know the secret of my Martial Spirit, it doesn't mean that there aren't any. You didn't even ask around. It seems like you're very arrogant! You can stop here in the ranking tournament. There's no place for you in the front! "
A cold light flashed in Wu Chao's eyes. He grabbed a dagger with his right hand and slashed at Yang Qingxuan's shoulder.
Killing was prohibited in the Large Competition. Although there were cases of killing, Wu Chao was afraid of trouble. He chose to let Yang Qingxuan live and just crippled him.
"Oh, so it's to control the gravity. I thought that I ate too much recently and didn't train much, so I gained weight."
Yang Qingxuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and shot a cold gaze over.
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