A flash of red light flashed, and dozens of ghosts immediately vaporized and disappeared.

But Di Ming looked at the barrier and slowly frowned.

Is it his imagination?

This time the ghost's strength seems to be stronger than last time.

However, the energy of the barrier has weakened.

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Cultivation Continent, Longteng Academy.

The dust and smoke in the center of Feilong City cleared, and two figures slowly emerged.

Both Chu Tianyou and Jun Muyan were scarred and their faces were like rice paper.

Everyone held their breath for a moment, staring at the scene on the shattered high platform without blinking.

Finally, the girl in white clothes stained with blood slowly raised the corners of her lips.

The pale and pale face is like the pale sky, dyed with red clouds, making it extremely bright.

On the opposite side, Chu Tianyou suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

A huge wound opened from his chest, the wound was deep enough to see the bone, and it was only an inch away from the heart pulse.

And this is obviously not that he avoided the key point, but that his opponent showed mercy.

Chu Tianyou's body swayed suddenly, and he quickly used the red flame sword to support himself to prevent him from falling completely.

The dazed eyes were slowly filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Did he lose?

In a real competition, he actually lost to Jun Muyan? A girl who was only twenty years old and had a first-level Golden Core!

"team leader!"

"Boss Chu, are you okay?"

The members of the Kirin team came over one after another, with worried faces on their faces.

Chu Tianyou stared blankly at Jun Muyan across from him for a long time before he revealed a bleak and desperate smile and slowly shook his head.

He opened his chapped and bloody lips, and with difficulty, almost using all his strength, he spat out three words: "I...lost."

As soon as these words came out, the entire Feilong City was completely boiling.

"Won... it was Team Xiaoyao who won, and it was Jun Muyan who won?!"

"The Qilin team lost, lost to a team of seven people. This...how is this possible?!"

Everyone's face was filled with shock, horror, and complete confusion and disbelief.

The strongest team in Longteng Academy, the one-in-a-million talented group among the younger generation in the Ziyun world, unexpectedly lost to a little-known team in the Canglan world.

And the most outstanding genius in the history of Longteng Academy even lost to an auxiliary department violinist.

How can the monks of Ziyun Realm, who have always been aloof, accept this?

Even more unacceptable are the other members of the Kirin team.

"Are you kidding?! How could our Qilin team lose?!" Xue Huailu's face burst with veins and he roared hysterically, "I don't accept it, how could we lose to a group of trash from Canglan Realm?!"

Xu Yi also screamed: "Yes, we haven't lost yet, we still have the strength to fight. Jun Muyan, don't think that just because you used trickery to beat the captain by one and a half moves, you think Team Xiaoyao has won!"

Not to mention Xue Huailu and Xu Yi, even Jin Zhonghao, Duan Wenbin, and Qu Yuanlei showed unwilling expressions.

In front of everyone, ten people fight against seven people, high-level Jin Dan versus low-level Jin Dan. If they admit defeat, how can they have the nerve to stay in Longteng in the future?

Chu Tianyou frowned and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.

Xue Huailu's spirit was shaken, and he looked at everyone in the Xiaoyao team with resentment: "The real game begins now! From now on, I, the Qilin team, will not be merciful."

Xue Huailu was extremely arrogant at this time.

He feels that he has the ability to be arrogant.
Chapter completed!