Zifeng didn't expect Qin Yao to pass the selection, so he couldn't help looking at her carefully. Qin Yao glanced at Zifeng reluctantly and sat aside with a cold hum. It seems that Zifeng underestimated her.
Of course, danxiu neutron wind also found Roman's figure. Just because of the limitations of their identity, they just looked at each other with a smile and passed by.
After an hour, the open space is divided into more than a dozen areas, each of which is not only small, but even small. After all, it is good for students to release their mental strength, let alone cover a certain attack range. Of course, except Zifeng, a pervert.
Everyone messed up and randomly decided the order of appearance. In such a situation, Fu Xiu's opponent is not necessarily Dan Xiu, but also Fu Xiu's person.
Zifeng was arranged for the second round. His opponent was a danxiu named Li Feng. His name should be a girl.
The psychiatrist tries to compare with Zifeng's expectation, but then makes Zifeng stunned? Looking back at Xiang Yanwu, his eyes were asking. Is it a psychiatrist trial?
Yanwu was so red that Zifeng stared at him. The competition between the psychiatrists in front of him was like scratching each other. There was no merit at all. But over the years, it's been going through step by step. If it's really a contest, you can see some real fire in the last few competitions.
There will be two circles on the left and right sides of each area. The two sides of the war sit in it respectively. Then they exert their spiritual strength and oppress each other. Zifeng asks like this because he sees many times that the spiritual strength of both sides can not be condensed into shares. In other words, we can not make a substantive attack. We can only stand in a stalemate. Finally, those who have exhausted their mental strength first will fail and leave!
Khan, two people, with big eyes and small eyes, red faces and angry eyes, call the spiritual force of their whole body to cover each other, try to oppress each other with spiritual force and leave the circle under them. Once they go out, they will also fail and leave the field.
In fact, it's no wonder that there are few stars in the way of spiritual cultivation, let alone Xiang Zifeng's spiritual body. As for the secret art of spiritual attack, there are few rumors, so most psychiatrists have spiritual power, but they can't release it. They can only use this most primitive method to carry out spiritual collision.
With a loud bang, Wu Chuan, not far away, stood up slowly with a grim smile in his mouth. A Fuxiu teenager opposite was thrown out of the field by Wu Chuansheng, fainted and didn't know whether to live or die. It was obvious that Wu Chuan was going to give Fuxiu a blow.
Wu Chuan stared at Zifeng coldly, and his eyes twined Zifeng like a poisonous snake. Zifeng couldn't help laughing. The grasshopper after autumn will let you jump for a moment!
Without Tang Yun, now only Zifeng is Fu Xiu's hope and dependence, "brother Zifeng, you must teach that stinky Wuchuan a lesson! He hurt brother Xiao Li. " Qin Yao ran over from one side and said sadly. After some investigation in Yanwu, Xiao Li in Qin Yao's mouth should be cultivated for at least more than a month before he can recover.
Looking back, he saw the listless look of Fu Xiu around him. Zifeng felt a nameless heat in his heart, "what's the matter? Admit defeat before the contest? "
Seeing that no one answered, the white girl took Zifeng's question, "Zifeng, are you mentally uncomfortable? Like sister Tang Yunxue? "
In a daze, Zifeng couldn't help looking deeply at the faces of others. No wonder everyone was so frustrated. Danxiu must have deliberately spread rumors to confuse the people, "do you really think my mental strength has been seriously damaged? Well, in that case, you attack me together! Come on! "
Zifeng's hands drooped naturally, relaxed and natural, without any discomfort. Everyone looked at each other, but no one attacked.
"Since you don't do it, don't blame me for being impolite!" After speaking, a vast ocean of spiritual power immediately covered nearly 20 people in front of them, and then the spiritual power continued to strengthen until they couldn't bear it.
The girl was instantly imprisoned by Zifeng's spiritual power. Her originally dark eyes released the luster of hope at the moment. Only by feeling Zifeng's spiritual power closely can we understand his terrible side. More than 20 people, even without the slightest force to fight back, were in a bitter stalemate. Compared with before, they didn't dare to panic under the ancient mirror.
For a moment, Zifeng stopped and looked at the people again. There was a little depressed look in his eyes. Only the girl asked aloud, "then why did you have a painful expression on your face during the selection?" It turned out that Zifeng's disguise was responsible for such suspicion, so that even the people around him deceived him.
Leaning over, Zifeng whispered, "don't you want to teach danxiu Wuchuan a lesson? If I'm safe, do you think Wuchuan will fight? If he runs away without fighting, I will miss a chance to teach him a fair lesson. "
In this way, people suddenly look at Zifeng again, which is a sense of respect from the bottom of their heart. All the Fuxiu were so energetic after a moment that Yan Wu, who sat with the Cang moon, was confused.
In the twinkling of an eye, it was the second round. Zifeng slowly walked up in the eyes of the people. Lin xuanke was particularly eager around. Just now, Lin xuanke heard from danxiu that Fu xiuwuzifeng and Tang Yun were mentally damaged. The final winner of this year's spiritual normal university competition will be danxiu Wuchuan!
At the moment Zifeng stood firm, the person opposite made him in a trance. He almost didn't stand firm, Li Feng? The comer was actually a young man. The young man was full of feminine breath from top to bottom. His footsteps, waist, clothes, and even his face didn't have any masculine breath.
One step two bumped up, carefully placed a white handkerchief on the ground, and then sat down.
Before Zifeng came back, danxiu girl cheered, "Sister Feng, come on! "Sister Feng is mighty"
It happened that Li Feng just hummed and made a soft voice, which made her lie down on the court in an instant, "annoying"
He felt a tumbling in his stomach and cold all over. Zifeng looked at the arbitration aside with a look for help. He didn't want to make the arbitration look more iron blue. That appearance was more than ten times more painful than Zifeng.
A loud drink, "the game begins!" I couldn't see it any more. The arbitration hurried out of the venue. With a charming voice, Zifeng couldn't stand it any longer, "handsome boy, are you ready? Take it easy later, I "
I feel like I'm on pins and needles. My blood is churning. I just feel that things in my stomach are about to surge up. My mental strength suddenly sprays out. In a flash, Sister Feng opposite is pushed out of the field by Zifeng's mental strength, while Zifeng is staggering. She runs to an uninhabited place with vain steps and vomits
No one knows the feeling of baizifeng. At such a distance from Li Feng, his strong Rouge aroma, combined with his tone, is more lethal than any attack!
And Zifeng was really hurt this time! It's badly hurt!