on the rostrum.

More and more mentors are persuading Zhou Cang to stop this battle.

They really don't want to see a genius compromise their own foundation, just for a momentary victory or defeat.

Love of talents is one aspect.

On the other hand, these people will be the mainstay against the beasts in the future!

Wouldn't it be a pity to sink here?
"Needless to say, let them fight. If their own potential is compromised, I will personally give them an elixir to make up for the loss!"

Zhou Cang said without a doubt.

All the instructors around took a deep breath.

Elixir!

That is a priceless treasure!

The vice-principal was even willing to pay for an elixir.

Just to let these two teenagers finish the fight!
The price paid for this can be said to be very huge.

But who knows Zhou Cang's thoughts.

He just didn't want to let the past events that he had never been satisfied with happen to these two peerless geniuses.

Having said all this, the mentors stopped trying to persuade Zhou Cang, and looked at the big screen again, wanting to see what kind of sparks these two teenagers would collide with.

In the secret rainforest.

Li Hantian's aura stopped climbing.

The excess energy floated up, condensing into a phantom of a middle-aged man in a blue shirt.

As soon as the man in the green shirt appeared, he had an aura of staring at the sky.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel how stalwart he was.

That is the image of the first Confucian saint, Ye Qing saw it in the high school history book.

That person has made great contributions to Great Xia.

Tranquilize the troubled times, drive out the beasts, and return the people of Daxia a land where they can live in peace.

He was the first batch of job changers, and he was also the one who evolved Confucianism to the extreme.

It can be said that without their few first-generation transferees, there would be no Daxia now.

Ye Qing bowed slightly to the Confucian saint Xuying, showing respect.

But that doesn't mean he's giving up the fight!

Even if the opponent just summoned the phantom of Confucian saints.

Even the presence of a Confucian sage in person cannot stop his relentless path of swordsmanship!
"The 162-generation descendant of the most holy teacher, Li Hantian, a Confucian scholar, please enlighten me!"

Li Hantian slowly opened his eyes and spoke calmly.

"This is my Confucian unique secret technique, Ye Qing, be careful."

His eyes have turned into a golden color, like a god, covering a radius of [-] meters with coercion.

Ye Qing didn't say a word of nonsense, just handed the sword directly.

The Meridian Sword sharply pierced Li Hantian.

The light of the sword is like a shadow, cutting all the mess!
Li Hantian's eyes were peaceful, and he remained unmoved by the sharp sword.

Until the tip of the sword was less than one meter away from him.

Only then did he speak softly and unhurriedly.

"stop."

The voice fell.

Everything around seemed to stand still.

The Meridian Sword hovered three centimeters from the center of his eyebrows, and froze there.

Li Hantian reached out and took off the Meridian Sword, looked at it, and smiled lightly.

"It's a good sword, so try it!"

As he spoke, he handed the Meridian Sword forward and spoke.

"One sword is frosty and cold for fourteen states, and the sword energy is thirty thousand miles across!"

In an instant, the situation changed, and a murderous atmosphere filled the air.

A ten-meter-long sword qi slashed out, tearing apart all the trees in its path.

With Ye Qing's thought, the Ziwu Sword erupted with sharp sword energy, broke away from Li Hantian's hand, and returned to him.

"Phantom Sword Dance!"

He grasped the hilt of the Meridian Sword, and slashed out an equally massive sword energy!

boom!
The two sword qi collided together, and the burst of energy annihilated everything.

Every inch of the land within a radius of [-] meters was affected by the sword energy, extinguishing all vitality.

This piece of land will be a barren land within a few years!
bass!
Ye Qing's legs exerted force, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Li Hantian and stabbed out with his sword.

The blade of the sword glowed with a cold light, and it was about to penetrate his heart.

Li Hantian's reaction was also quick, and he was a little short, avoiding this sure-to-kill sword.

But even so, he was cut and bleeding profusely from his shoulder.

However, Ye Qing is not satisfied with just causing such a small injury.

The Yilong Sword unsheathed by itself, attacking from a blind spot.

Before Li Hantian had time to cast the space stagnation spell, his arm was pierced, leaving a bloody hole that penetrated back and forth.

The severe pain was transmitted to the nerves, making Li Hantian's face a little distorted.

But now is not the time to scream pain, the battle between him and Ye Qing is not over yet.

He must defeat Ye Qing and get the first place among freshmen!
Among the Confucian students who have studied at Beijing University in the past, there is not a single one who was not the first in that class.

When it comes to him, there must be no exception!
Even if he doesn't care about it.

But he can't lose the prestige and prestige of his masters!
He remembered what his master told him before he came to Beijing.

That is to keep the freshman No.1 in his hands!
"You are strong."

Li Hantian looked directly at Ye Qing and said.

"But I have to beat you, sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. A fight is a fight. If you win, you lose. Just go all out."

Ye Qing shook his head and said.

"You don't understand, I can't lose, even if it's not for myself."

Li Hantian said, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Coincidentally, you have a reason why you can't lose, and I have to win too!"

Ye Qing stared like a torch, and said.

"In this case, it's useless to talk more, so let's see the real chapter under your hands."

"Okay, I don't know each other if we don't fight, after the fight, I'll buy you a drink!"

The smile on Li Hantian's face appeared again.

"Then we have to finish the fight first!"

"Besides, it's not fun to fight, and it's not fun to drink!"

Ye Qing also smiled, the sword energy gathered around him again.

"Haha! Then have a good fight, don't worry, I drink a lot!"

Li Hantian also laughed out loud, his fighting spirit rising.

Immediately, the two fought together again.

The sword qi is frosty and cold like a cold moon, and the awe-inspiring righteousness is like a scorching sun.

The two complement each other, reflecting half of the sky.

on the playground.

Looking at the devastated rainforest created by the two, Xinsheng fell into deep doubts.

"Are they really the same age as us?"

In the crowd, someone uttered a sentence of torture that hit the soul with a trembling voice.

Why is their fight, compared with these two, like children fighting?
It's as if they are all warriors, and Ye Qing and Li Hantian are immortal cultivators.

This is not a latitude at all!
"This is the real pride of heaven, we are all just a foil."

Some people laughed at themselves.

Before they entered Shangjing University.

He is also a genius in every high school and even the entire city.

How proud and high-spirited that is.

Including just before arriving at Beijing University.

He even thinks that he is no worse than anyone else.

They feel that even those who rank above them.

It's just that there are more resources than them.

But now, they have truly seen the gap between them and the top Tianjiao.

That bit of self-esteem and pride was ruthlessly broken,

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