A few minutes ago, the other side of the platform.

Han Jiangchen slowly picked his sword in his hand and hung it in front of him. Opposite him, the opponent named Sun Wei was moving his muscles and bones, and his knuckles were clattering.

Compared to the lively atmosphere in Jie Tianyang, there are few audiences here, basically a few buddies who are good at Sun Wei. The only ones who are a little familiar with are Wu Hao, who is responsible for being an old student volunteer next to him, and another old Dan Xiu, who is responsible for first aid.

——She is not responsible for the place.

This thought flashed through his mind, but then he focused all his thoughts on the sword, slowly stood in front of him, facing the aura that was intentionally or unintentionally released on the other side.

"That freshman named Han seems to be suppressed in the opening momentum."

Old Dan Xiu, named Cong Yuan, lowered his voice and said to Wu Hao next to him, "It seems that the situation is not very good."

He said this, but looked over there and shook his head: "Look, it's not that simple."

"Um?"

Congyuan was puzzled, but he didn't ask much. As soon as the conversation ended, they saw Wei Ze lifting his arm over there and whispering.

"start."

Just as the words were finished, Sun Wei suddenly shouted, and his spiritual power and luck flowed around him in a circle of mist. His already sturdy body further expanded, and he quickly grew taller and widened like a balloon.

What's strange is that with this change, the Taoist uniform on his body did not rise and fell, but increased as his body shape increased simultaneously. After one or two breaths, the one standing on the stage had become a giant of more than four or five meters!

"It's actually... the law of heaven and earth?" Cong Yuan exclaimed, "Has the freshmen actually learned this high-end technique? Their training plan this year has been changed?"

The most iconic pretentious skills in the series of Earth Demonic Divine Arts are recorded in ancient books, "A hand pinchs and sways, and they become extremely tall and stand tall in the world." This is also an extension of Wei Ze's elective course. It is obvious that the newborn in the Qi Refining Stage is far from standing tall, but just giving to this level is enough to boast about a Qi Refining Stage monk.

After all, no matter how good the cultivation level is, ordinary novices have to be afraid of such strange sights before they can even wait to get from the bottom of their hearts. In fact, the momentum between the two sides is indeed quite obvious now.

The freshmen around naturally understood this, and the change immediately ignited their enthusiasm and clapped their hands and started to cheer.

"Brother Sun! Go opposite me!"

"Brother Sun! Fuck him!"

Amid the shouts, Sun Wei's aura became even stronger. He shook his arms with a deep roar, and a heavy punch brought out a howling sound of wind, heading towards his opponent like a rocket.

And at this moment, Han Jiangchen slowly bent down and leaned forward with his sword blade.

Bang!

The muffled sound of the heavy object falling to the ground spread. Sun Weina's fist, which was nearly one meter in diameter, was like a giant hammer, causing gravel on the ground to splash everywhere - but the figure who was supposed to be standing there disappeared.

"What?"

The audience around him subconsciously blurted out, and Sun Wei on the stage was also stunned, but the huge pupils of the Dharma body suddenly shrank. He felt that some amazing intention suddenly aimed at him, as if he was being stalked by a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, but it was not a poisonous snake, but... a sword blade!

——In just a moment, Han Jiangchen in front of him shook his steps and instantly shook from the front to the back of the Fatian Xiangdi. The sword blade in his hand shone with its spiritual light, and the point where it pointed was the bend of the leg of the Dharma body in front of him!

One blow!

The blade of the sword swung out with a cold wind. Before Sun Wei could lock in his opponent's figure, he heard a thud in his ear. Some kind of blunt object suddenly hit the tendons on the bend of his legs. In an instant, he felt a numbness in the area where he was hit, as if he suddenly hit the table foot, and his whole person fell uncontrollably on one knee, and his Dharma body smashed the ground to make the entire platform tremble.

However, he was also a monk who entered the sect, so he would not be stunned by this attack. The moment he understood the attack, Sun Wei immediately reacted and suppressed the pain in his legs. The arm that was as thick as a siege pillar swept backwards, using his hands as a stick, and he would take this opportunity to fight back.

But he took a break. The figure shook without delay after completing the attack. The giant pillar-like arm only swept the air behind him, but instead exposed the gap again. Han Jiangchen turned around and raised his backhand, and saw the spirit sword stabbing towards his opponent's arm!

Two strikes!

The dazzling sword light came into his eyes, and there was no way to hide from close range. Seeing that the sword was about to cut directly on the flesh, Han Jiangchen's wrist trembled, the spirit sword swirled in his hand, instantly turning the blade into a handle, and then suddenly poked the "numb tendon" on his arm with the hilt!

Could it be that he did the same when he attacked his legs just now?

This thought just flashed through Sun Wei's mind, and a similar thud sound rang again, just like before, this time his arm also numbed, drooping uncontrollably, and his weakness on the side opened up!

Han Jiangchen naturally did not miss the opportunity. He suddenly jumped up and turned around. The next moment, his figure appeared behind the opponent's neck. At this time, Sun Wei's hands and feet were still numb. Before he could recover, he saw that the hilt of the sword had pointed at him again. This time, the position was - the back neck!

Three strikes!

Another dull sound, the hilt of the sword slapped straight behind the opponent's neck, and the pupil was frozen in the center, and the huge figure of Fatian Xiangdi stopped. Then, the mountain-like body slowly pounced down. The moment he fell to the ground, his body dissipated like smoke, and he turned back to his original strong boy.

Han Jiangchen landed on the ground and did not care about the stunned expressions of the people around him. He only took the spirit sword back in front of him and looked at Wei Ze next to him.

"The three breaths have not yet started, the winner has been decided." Wei Ze raised his hand, "Han Jiangchen won in this game."

There was a silence on the platform. Except for Wu Hao, everyone's words were stuck in their throats, and their mouths could hold two big steamed buns.

Three moves, only three moves were used, not only completely breaking the opponent's advanced magic spells, but also directly causing the opponent to lose his combat power.

What is this? This is called absolute suppression, and it is called dimensional reduction strike!

But...who stood there was also a newborn, and the aura of the Qi Refining Period was not fake.

"What a fuck...what the dark horse came out."

It was not until the barrier in front of him gradually disappeared that the old man named Cong Yuan reacted and murmured in a low voice.

"Today this is far from his full strength." Wu Hao looked at the figure and shook his head, "You can see it too? He wants to minimize the damage he will do to his opponent."

"Nonsense, who fights with the hilt of the sword? This... although it's not bad, everyone else is trying hard. It's too much to hold back on purpose..."

Cong Yuan didn't say much about this. Not to mention anything else, if Han Jiangchen really hit the sword blade just now, what would it be? Even a fool would want to get it.

While talking, Han Jiangchen had already put away his sword and was about to walk out of the venue. However, just as he took half his foot, he heard a voice coming from behind.

"Wow, this is the end?"

Han Jiangchen turned around and happened to see Jiang Ling, who was carrying the volunteer sign, flew over from the other platform and landed on the platform here: "It's not enough to make a single finger, and it's over. You guys are too fast."

"Did you see it just now?" Wu Hao turned his head, "Are you responsible for the 20th scene?"

"Anyway, the two platforms are next to each other, and you will see it when you turn your head." Jiang Ling said, "I just said that Jie Tianyang probably wants to get the fastest promotion record, but it turns out that this is even faster. Well, those bettors are probably depressed."

At this time, the events on both sides had already ended first. Several responsible old students had no missions, and they stood there and chatted. Han Jiangchen listened from a distance, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little happy.

——So she saw it.

He thought quietly, but he was quiet here, but he saw that the platform opposite was already full of people.

On the adjacent platform field, Jie Tianyang is also closing in and walking down the field. Several students around him are all in the way of welcoming the hero's triumphant reunion, marveling, applauding, and blowing rainbow farts.

But Xie Tianyang looked like he turned a blind eye and asked the old student who was responsible next to him: "Is there an end to other courts now?"

"No, you should be the fastest advancement in this game..."

Halfway through the old man's words, another volunteer next to him ran over and said something to him. He saw his eyes slightly change, and he turned around and swallowed the words he said.

"Wait, it's not right... I heard that the game on the 21st ended one step ahead of schedule."

As soon as these words came out, the noise of the crowd suddenly became quiet, especially those who usually followed Jie Tianyang and looked incredible.

"Can anyone fight faster than Brother Jie?"

"Who?"

"Is this a surrender at the beginning?"

For a moment, the cheers on the platform turned into discussions, and many people turned to look in the direction of the adjacent platform. But at this time, the cleaning work on the platform had been completed, and everyone on the platform had left clean, and they could only turn the list if they wanted to find one.

But just when everyone was surprised, Xie Tianyang, who was at the center, looked as expected. He ignored the questions of the people around him and did not explain. He picked up the bag on his back, stepped on his feet, and left the field area and headed to the campus.

——As he expected, the strength of the same student named Han Jiangchen is definitely not simple.

At this point, he was too lazy to pursue who the other party was. Anyway, if the other party really had the strength, then the two sides would meet in the qualifier finals sooner or later, and the prematureness would naturally be clear at that time.

This immortal luck event is the best opportunity given to him by the school. In this grand event, he will always encounter that person and then defeat him.

Thinking of this, he felt his heart tremble with excitement and clenched his fists involuntarily.

The stronger the opponent is, the greater the meaning of defeating him. For this, he must prepare everything he can to the extreme. No matter what the opponent is, just do his own.

As Jie Tianyang thought about this, he had already passed through the exit of the blessed land and returned to the campus.

At this time, the last class in the afternoon had already ended. The students should practice self-study, self-study, self-study, self-study, and the campus was calm. He did not wait for the others in the blessed land to come back, but turned directly into the self-study classroom.

This is the guidance venue that Baili Yu told him today. Compared with Hua Nian'an, who has been stationed in the Danfang for many years, Baili Yu has more casual requirements for the venue. Today is in the utensil room, tomorrow is in the classroom, and the day after tomorrow, maybe you can still be in the cafeteria the day after tomorrow. Anyway, there is basically no need to refine the furnace for the magic weapon, and it will be a lesson everywhere you go.

During the competition just now, Jie Tianyang did not consume much spiritual power. His breathing while walking was almost recovering, so he came to find the teacher and prepared to start today's special guidance.

During this period, he has been practicing the magic of "refining" and "enhancing spirit enhancement" with Baili Yu. The competition just now proved his achievements during this period. From the beginning, his goal was directly aimed at the finals. In order to face that person, he had to go further.

After entering the study room, Bai Liyu was indeed there, but at this time, there was a laptop in front of the teacher.

At his request, Wei Ze specially asked for a new one from the official side for him. At this time, the powerful ancient cultivator sat in front of the computer, holding the mouse in one hand, and clicking it skillfully, and the scene was very harmonious.

“…”

Jie Tianyang was quiet for a moment, looked at the computer, and saw that a web page had already opened on the screen, the name was: Tiantian Chess.

No wonder he didn't stay in the refining room but came to this classroom to guide... This place is closest to the student dormitory area, and there is a wireless network transmitter led by Xiao Youyu in the dormitory. This teacher...is here to take advantage of wi-fi!

Jie Tianyang stood there, watching Baili Yu point this and that point skillfully. He walked away from the Rio and Flying Field, and threw away the opponent's armor. Finally, a "victory" popped up on the screen. He put down his mouse with an unsatisfactory look on his face and muttered to himself.

"The mortals of this era can actually place the chessboard in this "computer" space and control the chess piece to play with their minds... and there is no need to think carefully about playing chess? Today's people obviously have no cultivation, but their spiritual consciousness is so powerful..."

Jie Tianyang took a deep breath: "Teacher, you just chose a computer battle..."

"Oh? So, the one who played with me just now was not the real person... but the spirit of the weapon in this 'computer'?"

Baili Yu actually understood the meaning of computer battles and immediately became interested: "Listen to what Master Wei Ze said, people today do not know the art of soul cultivation, but they can use a technique called "programming" to place a certain spiritual consciousness in this "computer" to serve the host... It's really amazing. The mortals of your time are the ultimate wisdom of ancient and modern times."

As he said, he opened another plate of real-life battle in his hand. While nodding, he said to Jie Tianyang without raising his head: "Today's mission is to use the method of attaching spirits to put the 'utensil' on the mold over there. I have put the material there. This time, the surface of the utensil must be covered with 720 pieces of spiritual materials, which are wrapped in six layers, with 120 pieces of each layer. The first layer is arranged in a six-layer array."
Chapter completed!