"Si Kong Yu?"

Si Kongyu's appearance on the stage also attracted the attention of the disciples around him.

Although it was not as fanatical as Linghu forgot, it was recognized immediately.

"Sikongyu, one of the new disciples of tianzang academy, is the natural master of array

"I heard that he almost broke the record of Tongtian array two years ago when he started his career."

"Now he is a disciple of Tongtian peak."

"It's said that this man has excellent talent and is loved by the elder of tongtianfeng. It's a firm decision to be appointed the next chief of tongtianfeng."

The fame of Si Kong Yu is obviously better than that of Linghu.

But there were also a lot of comments among the spectators.

On the black cloud school and teaching seat, Qinglin glances at Xiao Yi unconsciously.

However, Xiao Yi still sleeps with her eyes closed and her face is normal.

As for Xiao Yi's stay in tianzang academy, the vice president is very clear from the beginning to the end.

The vice president is clear, which means that Qinglin is also clear.

"You're lucky you didn't match me." Qinglin stares at Sikong Yu on the competition platform and thinks secretly.

At this time, the fight on the competition platform has already started.

Si Kongyu's opponent is just a disciple of an ordinary academy ranking after dozens, without any pressure.

The fighting lasted only a few minutes.

"Holy wind array in the sky." Si Kong Yu gave a big drink.

Boom

On the competition stage, a large array suddenly formed.

Within the array, the strong wind blows.

But for a moment, the disciple was injured by the strong wind and was thrown out of the competition platform.

"In this battle, tianzang academy, sikongyu, won." Three referees announced the victory or defeat in a loud voice.

Around the spectator seats, the same bursts of discussion, "fierce, win is crisp."

"If there is no accident, sikongyu will be one of the dark horses in this hundred yuan dispute."

In the middle of the table, several elders of tianzang academy looked at Si Kongyu and nodded their heads with admiration.

The competition on the stage started again with the resignation of sikongyu.

After a round of competition, there was no wonderful competition for the time being.

Until a few hours later.

"No. 1347, Jinchen academy, Jinchen, come on stage." The referee yelled.

"Here comes another chief of the five university palaces." On the spectator table around, the cheers of the young disciples of each academy, which had not been seen for a long time, rang out again.

Jin Chen's opponent is just an ordinary disciple.

There was no suspense in the battle, and it ended quickly.

A round of competition, continue.

"1603, cangyun college, Tang Sha, come on stage."

"Oh? One of the two Tang Dynasties. " The eyes of the students around him brightened.

"Tang qianliu bad luck to the extreme, on the Linghu forget, has not had time to play has been defeated."

"Sandstorm Tang Sha didn't meet the chief of the five university Palace this time. He must have won easily."

Tang Sha's opponent is a school disciple ranking after more than ten.

……

"No. 1859, tianzang academy, take the stage."

"Fierce wind gun, vigorous action? Another fierce man There was a lot of discussion among the students around.

"Tianlongfeng seat under the pro disciple, and Wind Temple sub hall master."

"It is said that this man is not only favored by the elder of tianlongfeng, but also serves in one of the ten main halls of fengcha hall, which is promising."

……

"No. 1901, tianzang academy, Fang Shushu, on stage."

"Qiqiao Fang Shu?" The screams of spectators around him broke out again.

Although the cheers were not as loud or even fanatical as Linghu forgetting and Jin Chen, they were more intense than Tang Sha and Tang qianliu.

Among the martial arts colleges, there are more exchanges of martial arts and Taoism on weekdays.

However, among all the new disciples, Fang Shushu is the most famous and the fastest growing up peerless Tianjiao.

Qiqiao Fangshu is the only one who can match the reputation of the chief of the five university palaces in all martial arts colleges, and is only a new disciple.

……

Time gradually passed, a whole day later, the first round of competition is not over.

The dispute over the hundred courtyards, a grand event on the mainland of Yanlong, is really lively.

The martial arts colleges gathered in the surrounding spectator seats.

Such a grand event can never end in a short time.

But any competition here, if put outside, is definitely a wonderful competition between Tianjiao.

A few hours later.

"No. 2201, heiyun Xuejiao, Qin Yi, took the stage."

"No. 2202, tianzang Academy. Mo you, come on stage."Whoosh Whoosh

Two figures, jump on the stage.

However, these two people did not make the surrounding spectators produce too much turmoil.

Obviously, the two men were not well known in the courts.

Qin Yi doesn't have to say much.

Heiyun studies and teaches, and has little communication with any martial arts college.

And Mo you, a woman in red.

It's not like a great country, but it's also a top-notch one.

It's only in his early 20s.

"Don't worry?" On the competition stage, Qin Yi looks at the woman and disdains to smile.

"This name is similar to our brother moyou."

"It's just that the strength and accomplishments are far behind."

Women, that is, Mo you, face apathy, "the people who study and teach in the dark cloud, are all so arrogant?"

"If you really answer that sentence, people flock together, and birds of a feather flock together."

"Especially some little thieves. They are very tiresome."

Mo you said indifferently, slightly turned his eyes, and actually looked at Xiao Yi on the black cloud teaching seat.

In the eyes, obviously with bad and disgust.

"Well?" Xiao Yi frowned.

He used to be sleeping, but when Qin Yi came to the stage, he opened his eyes.

Generally, he would take a look at the battle of heiyun's disciples on the stage.

At this time, seeing the poor look of the woman in red, her eyebrows wrinkled.

"Xiao Yi, do you know?" One side green Lin doubts to ask a way.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "never met."

"You lie to the ghost, you." Green Lin face strange, "never met, people can see you like this?"

"Isn't it the romantic debt you're provoking outside again?"

"No Xiao Yi still shook her head.

Qinglin curls his mouth, and his face is obviously written with an expression of disbelief.

"It seems that sometimes it's not a good thing to look good."

"Like me, though not as handsome as a jade childe, but also graceful and elegant, quite handsome and extraordinary."

"For a man, it's almost enough; if he looks too good, he'll be in a lot of trouble."

Qinglin said to himself at will, "didn't you know that Mu Ning last time? A few days ago, on the Wuling peak, people were very quiet. They called it sweet enough. "

"Now, another one, alas..."

Qinglin talks, but sees Xiao Yi's head full of black lines and his face is not good. He stops talking.

Just at this time, a cry of pain sounded on the competition platform.

"Well?" Qinglin is surprised, his face is straight, and he looks at the competition platform.

There, Qin Yi has already tumbled on the ground, his face painful.

In front of Qin Yi, the woman in red sneers, and bursts of red powder are flying in the wind.

"It's a butterfly powder." Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed and her face looked at the woman in red.

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