Medicine door witch

Chapter 1118 Great Fighting Assessment (5)

Although Xuanyuan Yu is only a second-generation disciple in Shengjintang, despite his noble status, his status as a seventh-rank martial spirit is enough to make all the brothers admire him.

The regent Xuanyuan Zhiji, who came here specially to observe, turned his head sideways, his eyes were slightly dark, and the corners of his lips curled up with a meaningful arc, and said: "Yu'er, don't get excited, the grouping of the big martial arts is going to be a big fight." Picked at random."

"Random? Why have I never heard of martial arts for freshmen, and they need to fight against second-generation disciples of second-level martial spirits?!" Xuanyuan Yu was furious, and a terrifying light shot out from his eyes like black holes.

Xuanyuan Zhiji looked stern, and said: "Fu Dong violated the school rules, so there is nothing unreasonable in such an arrangement."

"I think you guys did it on purpose!" Xuanyuan Yu exposed Xuanyuan Zhiji's face mercilessly, "You let Luo'er fight against a second-level martial spirit, but Xuanyuan Yangyue is about to die with a seventh-level martial artist You are going to fight against your sick child, Uncle Emperor, Shengxiu Academy is not your backyard, you can do whatever you want!"

The fierce dispute between the two quickly attracted the attention of everyone around them.

Xuanyuan Zhiji's face was punctured, his face was dull, and he said angrily: "Coincidence! It's all a coincidence! It's Yangyue who is lucky! That Ling Luo who is unlucky can blame me? It's a joke!"

Xuanyuan Jing, the chief hall master of the Holy Pill Hall, slowly turned his head and looked at the two people who were arguing.

Xuanyuan Jing is more than 100 years old. Except for his long silver hair and beard, he looks like a person in his 30s.

His cultivation base is extremely high, and he has already touched the secret of the life mark. Instead of getting old, his body has a tendency to become younger.

If it is really about seniority, Xuanyuan Jing is also the uncle of Emperor Xuanyuan Bugui, and his status is very noble.

Xuanyuan Jing's indifferent glance made the arrogant Xuanyuan Zhiji immediately silence.

"Master!" Xuanyuan Yu looked at Xuanyuan Jing with a faint look of expectation, "I also ask you to uphold justice."

Xuanyuan Jing narrowed his sharp eyes, and his voice was like the endless wind between mountains and rivers, grand, quiet, and steady.

"It's indeed inappropriate for Fu Dong to take part in the freshman assessment. But the fight has already started, so there is absolutely no way to stop it. It won't be too late to deal with it after the third test is over."

"But Luoer..."

"The teacher will pay attention to the freshman you care about. If she is really good, the teacher will let her enter the Shengxiu Academy." Xuanyuan Jing's answer was very fair.

Only then did Xuanyuan Yu feel relieved, and his slightly worried eyes drifted to the field. The first round of the martial arts competition had already begun.

Holding the Scarlet Heaven Sword in her hand, Ling Luo stood facing the wind, and with a cry of Tsing Yi facing the wind, she was like a blooming green lotus, blooming with stunning beauty.

No matter how strong your opponent is, you must not lose in terms of momentum.

Fu Dong also pulled out his long sword, and a layer of blue-purple flames condensed on the long sword.

With just one glance, Ling Luo recognized it. What the other party tested was the bluish-purple ghost fire, one of the thirteen different fires.

The fighting has begun!

The two rushed out at the same time, both at extremely fast speeds, like lightning, with a "kuang", the two swords slashed together heavily.

Ling Luo's vitality was not as strong as the opponent's, but with Jihuo's turbulent momentum, he received more than a dozen moves in a row, and the two sides were on par.

(End of this chapter)