The two academies have the same spirit, but they compete with each other. They are not allowed to kill people in the academy competition, but it does not mean that they cannot take heavy measures. So just by asking a little, you can tell how fierce the competition between the two academies was. Many sensational heroes were directly beaten to be disabled and lost the opportunity to enter the holy realm. I could have cut off Zhou Hanwen’s main spiritual vein and all holy veins with one sword, but I just didn’t do that.

...

"Bu Yixuan, ranking rose to fifth place!" Yun Nishang's voice was very clear.

The ranking changed again, Zhou Hanwen dropped from fifth to sixth, and Zhao Qingfeng dropped from sixth to seventh. This battle had no effect on the rest.

"Junior brother, Juyuan Dan!"

Lin Muzhao walked to me, holding a clear pill emitting pill fragrance in his palm. The Yuanji Pill can quickly recover its vitality and is the treasure of the Yuanling Realm powerhouse, and I don’t have one here. After all, this pill is too rare. One pill is worth tens of thousands of blood spirit crystals, and ordinary sects cannot afford it.

I took the Juyuan Dan and swallowed it in one sip. Not only did the Juyuan Dan fragrant, but also a little Lin Muzhao's girl Youxiang. I couldn't help but look up at her and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Muzhao."

"What are you polite?" She lowered her voice and chuckled: "Beautiful job, Zhou Hanwen's status in Ziji Palace will definitely plummet next time, which is equivalent to the three holy palaces of Tianfeng Academy being broken into one palace!"

"Senior sister, be careful, they may challenge you soon."

"Yeah, I know."

As expected, Pei Lixing, who ranked eighth in Tianfeng Academy, walked onto the battlefield and said respectfully: "Fairy Mu Zhao, I wonder if my junior brother is honored to learn your unique skills?"

Lin Muzhao came on stage and the Muzhao sword in his hand emitted a ray of light: "Junior Brother Pei, please give me advice!"

"please!"

Although Pei Lixing is strong, he is definitely not Lin Muzhao's opponent. However, even so, after twenty moves, Lin Muzhao defeated him, and the sword energy directly shocked him to severely injured. Although he was a saint, Lin Muzhao was decisive in killing and would never delay.

In the next battle, Zhao Qingfeng challenged Pei Lixing, easily defeated him, and replaced him as the eighth place.

In the ninth place, Shao Zhe walked onto the battlefield and looked calm: "Sister Mu Zhao, I would like to ask for advice!"

Challenge Lin Muzhao again?

My heart was chilling. Sure enough, the people of Tianfeng Academy were good at making a good plan. This round would greatly consume Lin Muzhao's strength. In the next round, strong disciples would challenge Lin Muzhao to win the second place. If the first place, the second place would be from Tianfeng Academy, obviously Bailu Academy would be defeated.

Moreover, the second round is just the beginning, the last round that is truly deadly.

The scene of ant colony attacking the elephant appeared in my mind. It was so terrible. Lin Muzhao may endure more than ten challenges in this round. Unless she can force herself to hold on, it will be extremely dangerous.

...

"You want to defeat me with this method?"

Lin Muzhao raised his beautiful eyebrows, held the Muzhao sword in his hand, and stood in the air with white clothes as snowy as snow. The soft peaks were upright and plump, with a slender waist and curved curves. His pair of snow legs appeared and faintly inside the dress, like an angry peerless female fairy, which was moving.

Shao Zhe shook his head: "Senior sister misunderstood. Junior brother just wants to learn about your Guiyi Fen Water Sword Technique."

"Is that so? Then come!"

Lin Muzhao took action directly, and a sword pillar burst out from around him and soared into the sky, which shocked many people.

"Fairy Mu Zhao's sword heart is united!"

"My God, her realm is already very profound. Now that she has realized the unity of sword heart, is Shao Zhe really good enough?"

"I bet on a hundred blood spirit crystals. If I don't use ten moves, Shao Zhe will definitely lose!"

The result was beyond everyone's expectations. Shao Zhe and the man before seemed to have changed into another person, with an extraordinary sword aura all over his body. He stood proudly in the air, sweeping and swinging the sword, entering a killing artistic conception. Each sword swung a bloody light, and hundreds of sword intents burst out in the light, which was very terrifying.

"The way to kill."

Lu Qingshu frowned: "Shao Zhe is the owner of the top ten swordsman in the West Lake Sword Contest. It seems that he has learned an ancient swordsmanship from the swordsmanship, and has cultivated it to the realm of great success. The saint junior sister is afraid it is a bit dangerous."

I whispered, "No, my senior sister will win."

"Even if you win, you will lose your strength."

Lu Qingshu gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Bu, you will challenge the third place Zuo Qiulin in the next round first. If you have the chance to defeat him, you will fight. This time, we can only fight side by side."

"I can do it, don't worry, brother!"

Lu Qingshu looked at me deeply, with admiration in his eyes, and focused on it: "Yes!"

On the side, Dongfang Lin'er looked at us coldly, without saying a word, and I couldn't help but feel trembling again. I had a very bad premonition. Could Dongfang Lin'er be a variable in this competition? She has always wanted to replace her as a new generation of saints in the White Deer Academy, and today is an excellent opportunity. As long as she defeats Lin Muzhao and ranks above Lin Muzhao, the winner will be her.

Looking back, I looked at Master Shangguan Ziyi on the observation stage, and I directly sent a message to her: "Master, will Dongfang Lin'er challenge her senior sister in the next round?"

Shangguan Ziyi's beautiful eyes were like water and said in a voice: "Yes, Xiaoxuan, you don't have to care about Mu Zhao's situation. Just follow your own path. This time... Maybe Bailu Academy will be defeated in a real miserable way..."

"No." I said firmly.

She glanced at me deeply and smiled, "Master, I know I won't misread you."

On the side, the Tianfeng Sword Saint Shangguan Nanfeng looked calm and looked at Lin Muzhao on the battlefield with his charming eyes. He wanted to speak but stopped, but finally chose to remain silent.

Perhaps, she doesn't want to do that to her disciples?

Looking at the group of disciples from the Holy Palace of Tianfeng Academy opposite the battle platform, I couldn't help but send a message to Li Qingyin: "It's another wheel battle. What's the point of defeating Lin Muzhao with this method?"

Li Qingyin was helpless: "I don't know if I can control these things. You have to know how to compete for rankings. These plans were all decided by two masters of the Holy Palace, and I can only wait for others to challenge them."

I sighed: "Qingyin, Qingyin, how great it would be if we were from the same mountain."

Her eyes looked faint: "I think so, but things went against my wishes."

...

As I expected, at the end of the second round, Lin Muzhao was challenged 14 times. Although she beat all the Holy Palace disciples of Tianfeng Academy, her own holy energy had been consumed seriously and she had no chance to recover. After taking a Juyuan Dan, she would continue the next round.

Looking at her sweating profusely and her pretty face turned slightly pale, I felt a little distressed and frowned and said, "Senior Sister, I finally understand your previous situation."

"What's the situation?" she asked with a smile.

"One person took on the beam of Bailu Academy, competed with a group of geniuses in the entire Tianfeng Academy, and also had to beware of the plot of the little girl in her backyard."

Her beautiful eyes were faint: "You can feel these things, which means that my senior sister didn't love you in vain."

"Don't worry, I will take the initiative in the next round."

"what you up to?"

"Challenge Li Qingyin, regardless of the outcome, I will fight once."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Muzhao looked at me with a reproachful look and said in a voice transmission: "Even if you have ten levels of Qihai, the colorful holy soul cannot be the opponent of Qingyin Junior Sister. You don't know how strong she is. If she wants, she can now enter the top three of the semi-saint list, but she just didn't challenge it. Moreover, the battle with Qingyin Junior Sister is mine, not you."

"ah?"

She chuckled: "Anyway, you have to work hard."

As he said that, at the beginning of the third round, Lin Muzhao took the initiative to jump onto the stage, holding Muzhao's sword in his hand, his whole body was as white as snow, his skirt was flying, so beautiful that it was a little unreal. He looked at Li Qingyin in the audience with beautiful eyes and said, "Junior Sister Qingyin, come on, fight with my senior sister, we haven't really had a real exchange for a long time."

"Senior Sister..." Li Qingyin bit her red lips, and wanted to speak but stopped.

I was shocked. This may be Lin Muzhao's pride and self-esteem. She could not tolerate other people's wheel battles consuming their strength. Even if there was only half of the holy energy left, she wanted to challenge Li Qingyin because this was a battle of victory and defeat between the saints!

Finally, Li Qingyin floated onto the stage, holding Qingyin Sword in his hand, and said, "Senior Sister, Qingyin will do her best."

"So too."

Neither of them moved, but at the same time, two sword pillars soared into the sky, and countless sword intents swept into a storm and rushed wildly in the battleship ingenious barrier. The scene was extremely terrifying. Some disciples of Tianfeng Academy who had challenged Lin Muzhao before were scared. This was Lin Muzhao's real strength. If she had used this power before, I'm afraid that Tianfeng Academy would have the corpses of fourteen Holy Palace disciples.

...

The two fairies fought to the decisive battle, and the scene of the sword was so beautiful that it was unremarkable. The fairy charm and the sword intent were intertwined. Even if it was a confrontation, it looked as beautiful as the scene in the scroll.

The sword light danced, and the golden texts of the Confucian and Taoist sword scriptures surged like a tide. Li Qingyin tried his best to defeat Lin Muzhao as quickly as possible. In this case, Lin Muzhao would retain some strength to deal with the next changes.

Lin Muzhao stepped on Qinglan, like a fairy in Lingbo. Every strand of sword intent contained the softness and boundlessness of Guiyi Fen Shui Sword Technique. Every time he stepped out, he stimulated thousands of sword intents and rushed towards his opponent, colliding with Li Qingyin's Religious Sword Book.

Everyone was dazzled. The decisive battle between the two saints did not look like a real duel. Instead, I wanted the dancing of the two peerless female fairies, which was very pleasing to the eye.

However, once the monks who entered the realm of sword heart enlightenment were fascinated by it. This was a rare observation. Whether it was Li Qingyin or Lin Muzhao, they were all the young generation of the upper world. Their cultivation and swordsmanship had already been ahead of everyone. Now the power displayed in this battle is amazing.

But the result is already destined.

Lin Muzhao may be able to compete with Li Qingyin for a long time in his prime, but now he has lost only half of his strength and has no chance at all.

"Senior sister, you're defeated."

The sword light swept past, wisps of golden words swept over, like a green ancient scroll that swept Lin Muzhao's body and directly retreated to the battlefield.

"Peng~~~"
Chapter completed!