Yang Qingxuan's cold and calm eyes startled Wu Chao. He inexplicably felt the pressure and danger, but he didn't know where it came from.
Within the range of his Gravity Control, he could increase the gravity of his opponent by three thousand times. Even a master of the Origin Martial Spirit would find it difficult to get out of the range of his Martial Spirit, let alone a newcomer.
He immediately got rid of the uneasiness in his heart and roared, "You're about to die, and you're pretending to be calm! I'm invincible in close combat! "
The dagger sped up and chopped down.
Yang Qingxuan stretched his arm, and the bones in his body cracked. Then, under Wu Chao's dumbfounded gaze, he raised two fingers and gently clamped the dagger.
"This …"
Not only Wu Chao, but all the people present were dumbfounded and stunned.
"How can he still move freely under the Gravity Control?"
"He looks so cute. How does he look like he's being suppressed by gravity?"
"What's going on? Could it be that we're watching a fake match? "
All kinds of surprised voices were heard.
Yang Qingxuan flicked his fingertips and shook the dagger away.
Wu Chao only felt his arm go numb, as if a huge force had hit the dagger. The force was transmitted to his body, and he was shaken away.
Then he saw Yang Qingxuan holding the big sword and chopping down.
Wu Chao was scared out of his wits. He opened his eyes and roared, "Gravity Control, three thousand times, press! Press! "
"Bang!"
It didn't have any effect. The sword hit his chest, and just like One-eye, a mass of blood burst out. Then he was shaken away and fell to the ground hard. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of confusion, unwillingness, confusion, and fear. All kinds of complicated expressions were twisted together.
Yang Qingxuan's chest was also wounded by two blades. Blood dyed his whole body red, but fortunately, his body was strong, so it was not a big problem.
Yang Qingxuan walked forward with Fighting Ghost God and said, "In order to save time, I won't explain anything to you. Take my sword and die."
Then he raised his sword and was about to chop down.
Wu Chao was so scared that he screamed and waved his hands desperately. "I lost, I lost, I admit defeat."
Yang Qingxuan slashed down with his sword, but it was a feint. The Fighting Ghosts God disappeared from his hand. He said coldly, "That dagger of yours just now did not intend to take my life. That is the real reason why you are still alive."
Wu Chao's face was filled with fear. He swallowed with difficulty and his face was extremely pale.
The invigilator looked at Yang Qingxuan doubtfully and said, "Yang Qingxuan wins."
Although everyone initially thought that Yang Qingxuan would definitely win, the dramatic change in the battle had caused Yang Qingxuan to fall into a predicament with his first move. Everyone thought that it would be a reversal of the battle, but who would have thought that the final result would still be the same as what they had initially predicted? It was just that the process was too dramatic, making it difficult for everyone to accept at once.
Tan Tao was also stunned. His heart was in turmoil as he thought to himself, "How did he break through the shackles of gravity? It doesn't make sense. Once he entered Wu Chao's Gravity Domain, it's impossible for him to turn the tables."
Si Feiyu stood in the air, watching calmly.
"Indeed, it is the Martial Spirit Suppression. After the previous battle with Ye Mingchuan, I always felt that it was impossible. Even if he really had a King Grade Martial Spirit, he would not be able to execute it before reaching the King Grade."
Ding Yuan appeared behind Si Feiyu and muttered to himself.
Si Feiyu snorted and said, "Dean Ding, what are you trying to say?"
Ding Yuan said, "There must be an expert behind Yang Qingxuan. Even a cultivator with a King Grade Martial Spirit might not be able to comprehend the Martial Spirit Suppression. This is already a secret of the continent. "
Si Feiyu's heart skipped a beat. What Ding Yuan said was exactly what he was thinking. However, he naturally would not reveal his thoughts. He smiled coldly and said, "Dean Ding, are you testing me? You are worried about the Five Nation Grand Tournament, right? "
Ding Yuan said seriously, "I am not testing you. I really want to know. I am not too worried about the Five Nation Grand Tournament. Although Yang Qingxuan grasped the Martial Spirit Suppression, there are many restrictions. Furthermore, Shangguan Haitang's Martial Spirit is extraordinary. She might not be able to suppress it. "
Si Feiyu's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Dean Ding, you seem to know a lot about the Martial Spirit Suppression?"
Ding Yuan smiled faintly and said, "I have only seen it in the ancient books. In terms of ancient books, even the entire Northern Five Nations cannot compare to the Heavenly Consort Academy. It looks like Elder Si Feiyu does not usually study."
Si Feiyu's face darkened. He snorted and left to inspect the other venues.
After Yang Qingxuan defeated Wu Chao, the crowd dispersed like flowing water and rushed to the other examination rooms.
Chen Zhen and the others also leaped onto the stage to greet him.
"Are your injuries alright?"
Chen Zhen asked with concern.
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "I will be fine in a day."
Chen Zhen's expression was grave as he said, "I heard that your battle with Zuo Heng might be in the next round."
Meng Rui and the others were startled.
Yue Qiang was stunned and said, "Isn't, isn't this a lottery?"
Chen Zhen rolled his eyes and sneered, "Do you really think it's a lottery? Captain, where is your ball? "
Yang Qingxuan took out the ball and was stunned for a moment. The number on it had already disappeared.
Chen Zhen said, "These numbers can be controlled. After all, there is an element of luck in the elimination round. In order to reduce luck as much as possible, the academy will secretly do something to prevent the strong from meeting each other too early. "
Du Ruo snorted and said, "Although luck is reduced, it is still unfair!"
Chen Zhen said, "It can only be the lesser of two evils. Especially since this is related to the Five Nations Grand Tournament, the academy will interfere with the rankings."
Meng Rui said, "Then why did the academy arrange for Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng to fight in the next round? This way, one of them will be excluded from the top four and might not even be able to enter the Five Nations Grand Tournament. "
"Because the hatred between the two cannot be resolved, they cannot fight together. Otherwise, it will be counterproductive."
Su Ying walked up from below the arena and said slowly. Her pretty face was filled with gentleness as she nodded at Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan also smiled and nodded in a friendly manner.
Chen Zhen said in surprise, "Is it confirmed?"
Su Ying nodded and said, "It is confirmed. That is why my father asked me to inform Big Brother Qing Xuan."
Yang Qingxuan said, "It is finally here."
His face was filled with calmness without any ripples.
However, everyone felt like a volcano that could erupt at any time.
"Big Brother Qing Xuan, do your best!"
Jingjing and Wenwen also walked over.
Jingjing pretended to look around and said, "Where is Wu Qiyue? I haven't seen her recently. Does she not care about your competition at all? "
Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly. He recalled the day in the dormitory when this girl acted out of line. He could not help but break out in cold sweat and said, "She … has her own matters to attend to."
Jingjing said coldly, "What matters can be more important than Big Brother Qing Xuan's competition? I think that girl does not care about Big Brother Qing Xuan at all. "
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