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The 32 students of Honghu academy all stood on the school field.

Meng Zhiqiu stands in the front of the crowd with pride, and is tens of meters away from Bai Chen.

As the first student in the Academy who dares to challenge Mr. Wang, he is also a descendant of one of the four great powers in the mainland of China. His battle is bound to cause a lot of trouble.

The scene was once depressed, making the sky also inexplicable haze down.

Yin Qingyan and Liu Rufeng look at the direction of the school field in surprise. They don't know how Mr. Jiang will teach.

"Do you think Mr. Jiang can win?"

Hua Sixiang scratched his head.

"He won a fart! Do you think Nanyue sect is a common force in the Jianghu? " When beimubo mentioned the word Nanyue, his eyes showed a strong respect.

"But After all, he's our husband. He must be unfathomable! "

Hearing Hua siqiong's words, Beimu Bolton sneered: "you are a country bumpkin. I really don't want to talk nonsense with you. Let me tell you this, if Jiang Xiaobai can win brother Meng today, I'll wash my hair upside down here!"

"Don't say it too early. Mr. Honghu academy is not as weak as you think."

A woman's gentle voice suddenly rang out from behind.

The crowd looked back at the sound and immediately began to blush.

"Mr. Yin, Mr. Liu."

The students responded respectfully.

In their opinion, Bai Chen is just a Ranger with no roots and no doors. However, yin and Liu are famous families in Xuanzhou. They are not only rich in financial resources, but also have the thatched cottage and wanjian gate behind them. They are also powerful sects that inherit the past, ranking second only to Shenfeng Pavilion.

Therefore, no one in the Academy dares to show disrespect to these two gentlemen except Meng Zhiqiu, who is qualified to despise them.

Originally, Shenfeng pavilion was as famous as Nanyue, but Shen dieyao's life in Shenfeng pavilion was not as dignified as a dog's.

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The surging energy stirs up the sky. In this dark and ghostly weather, Meng Zhiqiu's spiritual power is like the Holy Light tearing the darkness, shining between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Bai Chen's spiritual power of the three stars universe has been diffused. Although it is extremely terrible in the eyes of these students, it is obviously weaker than Meng Zhiqiu.

Meng Zhiqiu clenched his sword around his waist, drew it out, and immediately lifted it with cold eyes: "Mr. Jiang, let me see your self created spirit skill!"

Smell speech, white Chen silently but smile, the hand print move, a willow branch is to fly directly from the distance to come over, be grasped by him finally in the hand, willow branch stretch of double son straight.

"What does Mr. Jiang want to do? Does he want to fight Meng Zhiqiu with a willow branch?"

Gongsun Bo was shocked to hide behind Hua Sixiang.

Compared with everyone's surprise, Meng Zhiqiu is more angry at the moment.

Willow branches

Who do you look down on?!

Suddenly, Bai Chen holds a willow branch and steps on the void with the sole of his foot. His body suddenly soars into the air. Under everyone's gaze, his body spins quickly, and the gorgeous air flow begins to fly with his body.

"This move...?!"

Meng Zhiqiu gradually frowned.

He didn't recognize the start of Bai Chen's move.

I don't recognize him with his knowledge!

Is it really Mr. Jiang's own creative skill?

But the energy of this world

His face dignified raised his head, see at the moment of white Chen, like a huge vortex, crazy wantonly absorb the energy of the surrounding world, the storm formed around him in a moment, a vast wave of energy, instant leap thousands of miles!

Yin Qingyan and Liu Rufeng look at each other, and there is a strong color of horror in their eyes.

And Shen Xiaoyao and Nan yue'er are also plain hands, obviously did not think, sir's self created LINGJI, incredibly can be strong to such a degree.

"The first form of Fu Long Jian Jue - Tornado rain strike!"

With a sharp drink from Bai Chen, the willow branches in his hand swung forward. The hurricane around him flashed a dazzling purple thunder awn in an instant, and roared away in the direction of Meng Zhiqiu.

"Sure enough That's great

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhiqiu finally admitted Bai Chen's savvy, at least let him come from the creation of LINGJI, he is absolutely unable to create such a powerful LINGJI!

However, it only made him appreciate it. After all, compared with the skill created by their ancestors of Nanyue sect, the tornado rain strike was a little dwarfed.

In the face of the lightning storm, Meng Zhiqiu suddenly held his sword in front of him, clenched his hands and chopped down.

At this moment, behind him, a huge sword which was higher than the pavilion of the Academy appeared. With the terrible wind, the lightning storm in front of him was cut apart from the middle in an instant.

With a flick of the sword, Meng Zhiqiu was about to raise his eyes to appreciate it. However, when he saw the bright Venus in the sky, his face suddenly stiffened.At this time, among the thick clouds like ink painting in the sky, golden stars are flying, just like stars all over the sky, but it makes people feel within reach.

The condensation of infinite starlight makes the sky bright again, even dazzling.

The students were surprised by this strange vision of heaven and earth, and they all came back to Bai Chen.

"The third form of Fulong sword formula - cold star shadowless chop!"

I saw the faint blue figure in the sky. Suddenly, the handprint moved, and all the stars gathered in one place. At last, it turned into an invisible air current, just like a sharp but invisible holy sword, which directly cut through the sky and rushed to Meng Zhiqiu's direction.

Seeing this, Meng Zhiqiu's face suddenly changed, and the air currents of green, yellow, red and green began to fly around him.

Seeing this scene, Shen Xiaoyao couldn't help but wonder that Mr. Jiang forced him to use the meteor sword array!

"Meteor sword formation!"

Sure enough, Meng Zhiqiu suddenly stabbed his long sword to the ground, and Peng flew several times. In his East, West, South and north directions, four different colors of sword shadow appeared directly.

Four sword shadows stand in the forest. Meng Zhiqiu's fingerprints move again, and a water ripple rushes forward. In an instant, it collides with the invisible sword of Fulong sword formula.

Boom!

A vast energy shock wave, directly to the minimum range, straight into the sky.

In a flash, the clouds dispersed and the whole sky became clear.

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Bai Chen sees Meng Zhiqiu's meteor sword array and suddenly nods.

It is worthy of being the first freshman of this year, and it did not make him look forward to it in vain.

However, if you want to absorb this boy into Chen Yao sword clan, you need to appropriately suppress his spirit.

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"The fourth form of Fu Long Jian Jue - Kang long no regret."

Bai Chen's clear voice rolled up again from the sky like thunder.

"Other moves?"

Meng Zhiqiu holds the hand which is still shaking fiercely, and looks at the floating figure in the sky. His eyes are filled with endless shock.