Chapter 957

After the momentum completely broke out, you Wanren said to Murong Jinghong, "come out of the sword."

Murong startled Hong but shook his head: "you don't need a sword to deal with you."

She didn't choose to use Jinghong sword. This is a big ratio in the college. It's not a fight between life and death. However, Jinghong sword is too sharp. If it's not well controlled, it's either death or injury.

Second, her heart is proud. Since the other party is barehanded, she doesn't want to take advantage of weapons.

You Wanren was overjoyed. In fact, just now he just used an exciting method. The cultivation of the two people is the same. If Murong Jinghong uses Jinghong sword, he will suffer a loss.

"Ice soul fist!"

Murong surprised Hong with a fist, and suddenly the air on the whole challenge arena seemed to be reduced by dozens of degrees. The students watching near the challenge arena could feel the cold wind.

For a time, a layer of thin ice was formed on the ground, and the strong energy swept the snowflakes and suddenly swept away to you wan blade. This is the power of the master in the combination period.

"Fire fist!"

Youwan blade shouted loudly, but also punched out. The hot fist wind brought flames and hanged with the cold air issued by Murong Jinghong, throwing up white fog and enveloping the whole challenge arena.

Ice soul divine fist and flame palm are common skills taught by Xuanwu college, but they are surprisingly powerful when used under their hands.

After the collision of the two strong Qi, there was a dull sound, and then the strong wind swept away the fog, which made everyone see the scene on the challenge arena again.

Murong Jinghong and you Wanren are in their original positions respectively. They look equally divided. Only they know who is high and who is low.

You Wanren looked more and more serious. He was at a disadvantage in the competition just now.

This closed for one month, with his own efforts, he broke through the bottleneck of the perfection of the refining virtual environment and reached the initial stage of integration.

However, his breakthrough method is weaker than Murong Jinghong.

Murong Jinghong takes the Dragon Power pill, which has extremely powerful spiritual power. At the same time, he practices on the seventh floor of the futu tower. His aura is much stronger than that outside.

Therefore, in this case, Murong Jinghong's cultivation is more profound than that of him in the early stage of combination.

Then the two men fought together again. It was a competition with the closest strength and the highest cultivation, so it looked very wonderful and made the onlookers happy.

Around, cheering and shouting went higher and higher.

Over the years, Beiyuan has lost five games in a row. Today, the students of Beiyuan finally saw the hope of winning, so their emotions soared and their cries were earth shaking.

At the beginning, the two were in a situation of equal strength, but with the passage of time, Murong Jinghong's advantage in cultivation became more and more obvious and gradually gained the upper hand.

After fighting for more than an hour, Murong Jinghong seized an opportunity and punched you Wanren in the chest.

The power of the fist during the fit period was so amazing that you Wanren immediately flew out of the challenge arena like a bullet.

Fortunately, Murong Jinghong didn't try his best in this competition. This punch just knocked him off the challenge arena, otherwise he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

You Wanren got up from the ground and looked at Murong Jinghong on the stand and Qin Haodong next to him. His eyes were unwilling.

This defeat means that he has missed the title of king this time, and also lost the opportunity to beat Qin Haodong.

But there is no way. Strength is strength. Murong Jinghong's strength is so higher than him.

"Win, Jinghong fairy finally won! Our north courtyard finally won!"

"Long live the amazing fairy, and the north courtyard will win!"

"What's the big deal? I won one. Our most powerful sister Tu Jiaojiao hasn't appeared yet..."

Under the challenge arena, the students of North South College are fighting with each other.

On the challenge arena, Hai Zhengming announced that Murong Jinghong won the game, followed by Tu Jiaojiao, the last student of the south hospital.

Tu Jiaojiao is wearing a set of fire red robes today. She looks more and more hot and moving.

If Murong Jinghong is the Jinghong fairy of the north courtyard, she is the goddess of the South courtyard and the idol of countless men.

So when she stepped onto the challenge arena, the students of the south academy suddenly became boiling and cheered for their goddess.

On the challenge arena, the two people smiled at each other after meeting, without the expected anger.

Murong Jinghong said, "sister Jiao Jiao, we've never touched before. Let's have a good duel today."

Tu Jiaojiao said: "this kind of game without any suspense, playing or not playing really makes no sense."

When the students heard this, they thought it was Tu Jiaojiao's pride and that they would defeat Murong Jinghong. In fact, the real meaning was clear only to the two people on the stage.

Murong Jinghong said, "the result is not important. The important thing is the process. We still have to compete."

Tu Jiaojiao made a gesture and said, "well, do it!"

"Sister Jiao Jiao, be careful!"

Murong screamed, then bent his fingers into a sword and stabbed Tu Jiaojiao's face.

She uses her finger as a sword and uses the startling sword technique.

Although Jinghong sword was not used, it was still full of the sword Qi and cold after pointing out.

Tu Jiaojiao's fiery red figure flashed gently and let the sword pass. Then she bent her fingers into a sword and stabbed Murong Jinghong's weakness.

Murong Jinghong raised his hand and pointed out that the sword Qi of the two people collided with each other, and the field burst with earth shaking sound.

This is a more wonderful competition. First of all, the two beauties are very eye-catching. Coupled with the cultivation during the fitting period of the two people, they are like wearing a butterfly like body method, which makes people dizzying for a time.

Yun Qianqian said to Qin Haodong, "do you think sister Jiao and sister Murong will win?"

Qin Haodong said: "it should be Tu Jiaojiao. Their accomplishments are not much different, but Tu Jiaojiao has a deeper understanding of martial arts."

On the stand, ouyanglan said, "old man, you will lose again this time!"

Luo Dongqing shook her head and said with a smile, "we can't lose. Although Murong Jinghong is a little worse than Tu Jiaojiao, we still have our grandson-in-law who didn't play."

Ouyanglan said, "is he more powerful than Murong Jinghong?"

She began to fight Qin Haodong twice in succession. She knew that Qin Haodong's accomplishments were only the perfect realm of refining the virtual realm, which could not be the opponent of the fit period.

Luo Dongqing said, "that boy can't speculate according to common sense. You'll know later."

Two women on the challenge arena came and went, and they fought until they reached more than 200 moves. Suddenly, the figure on the arena converged, and both of them stopped.

At the moment, Murong Jinghong and Tu Jiaojiao on the stage are like two static statues. Murong Jinghong's two fingers point to Tu Jiaojiao's choking throat, about a foot away.

At the same time, Tu Jiaojiao's two fingers poked into Murong Jinghong's heart, less than an inch away.

This is the distance that Tu Jiaohong can fight first. If Tu Jiaohong can fight first, it also represents the distance between life and death.

Murong Jinghong took back the pointed sword finger and said, "I lost!"

Tu Jiaojiao just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing the scene on the stage, the students watching under the stage immediately became boiling. The students of the South Hospital cheered, while the people of the North Hospital were dejected and disappointed.

Murong Jinghong has lost. Do you think they will lose for the sixth time in a row?

As Hai Zhengming announced that Tu Jiaojiao had won the game, everyone in the field focused on Qin Haodong, the only student left in Beiyuan.

Hai Zhengming said, "please let the last student of Beiyuan come on and decide who is the king today."

Qin Haodong stood up and walked towards the challenge arena step by step. There was no tension before the competition on his face. On the contrary, he hung a faint smile.

"Isn't this the rookie Wang of our college this year? He can't be Tu Jiaojiao's opponent. It seems that our North College is over this year!"

"It's also possible that you didn't find that he is the captain of the north courtyard. According to reason, his strength should be higher than Murong fairy."

"It's impossible! He's a first-year student. How can he be more powerful than Murong fairy? It's said that he has a good relationship with the little witch Luo Hongying. He must have delayed the relationship with president Luo before he became the captain."

Song Junyu looked at the man on the stage. At this moment, she found that the man couldn't see through himself. It was like a mystery.

Can it be said that he is really hidden and has the cultivation that can surpass the fitness period?

Next to Wang Zhiliang is the same. When Qin Haodong was selected as the captain, he was very unconvinced.

But up to now, even Murong Jinghong has lost, and all the expectations of Beiyuan fall on this man. I don't know if he will disappoint everyone!

Seeing Qin Haodong's calm and comfortable smile, the South courtyard was also nervous.

"Who is this man? He even came out later than Murong Jinghong. Does he have higher strength? Is it the card hidden in the North Court?"

"Bullshit card. I think no one in the north courtyard can use it. That's why I took him to make up for it. In fact, I just admit defeat. I didn't see his smile. It seems that I have no intention to do it at all."

"Sister Tu Jiaojiao is a master at the fitting stage. There are no three moves to clean up this guy."

You Wanren stood by and looked at Qin Haodong on the stage. His eyes were full of hatred. It was a pity that he had no chance to avenge his brother, or even stand on the stage together.

On the stand, Luo Dongqing said proudly, "my son-in-law has made a move. This year's king must belong to our north courtyard!"

Ouyanglan said, "are you so confident in him?"

Luo Dongqing smiled strangely: "wait a minute, you'll know the result!"

Qin Haodong ignored the comments around him, went to the middle of the challenge arena and smiled at TU Jiaojiao: "sister, we've met again so soon!"

Tu Jiaojiao smiled: "I really don't want to see you. Without you, today's king would belong to me."

Qin Haodong said, "isn't it comparable? Maybe you will win in the end!"

"Come on, don't treat me. I don't want to be abused. Remember to invite me to dinner later!" Tu Jiaojiao said loudly to Hai Zhengming, "I admit defeat!"