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Although his hair is gray and his skin is orange, his eyes are bright and clear.

"Hey."

There was a barely perceptible sigh, and before it faded, the old man was already on the stage in the blink of an eye.

The wind blew his sleeves, and he swung them suddenly, collecting the sharp sword light that Xiao Lin had attacked with into his wide sleeves.

He casually collected a ray of sword light, and judged that the old man did not even move the corner of his clothes. He gently waved his arm, and boundless spiritual power pressed down, strangling the sword light in his sleeve.

He stroked his beard, with no reproach in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad. This third-year kid won this battle."

The academy has never had any rules that prohibit one from using all one's strength and attacking with all one's might for fear of killing someone.

Quite the opposite.

Once on the competition stage, the academy only requires students to try their best and give it their all.

As for the degree of attack, there is no need to worry, because there is a teacher on hand to make the final decision, which is enough to ensure that the students' lives are not in danger.

The old man who made the ruling raised his head and sent Yang Qun off the stage with a ray of light. He turned his robe and sat cross-legged in the air again.

Part of Yang Yun's body surface was burned due to struggling in the fire, and a medical team soon took him away for medical treatment.

But even if he hadn't been injured, he wouldn't have been able to go on stage again.

Any student who is rescued from the stage by the judging teacher will be judged as disqualified from going on stage.

Because of the situation at the time, if the college teacher had not provided timely first aid, the student would most likely have been seriously injured or even killed.

"Yang Yun actually lost!" someone said in disbelief.

"And even the Judge has taken action. This means that not only has Yang Yun lost, but he is also likely to be beaten half to death by the other party!"

"You're useless! You can't even handle an eighth-level junior fellow student."

Some people cursed Yang Yun, while others seized the opportunity.

"Hurry, hurry, kill him while he's weak. He just finished a battle and his spiritual power must be exhausted."

"That's right. Any one of them can win at this time."

"Someone come up to the stage and don't give the other side a chance to breathe!"

The fourth-grade students shouted loudly, and were so excited that they couldn't wait to go on stage.

If we can beat someone and make him temporarily incapacitated, it would be considered as solving a major threat to competition.

Several third-year eighth-level students who had been waiting in the audience, ready to take the place of the other party at any time, also said to Xiao Lin anxiously, "You should go off the stage first and take a pill to recover your spiritual power. We will help you consume the strength of several ninth-level cultivators on the other side."

Xiao Lin put the cracked sword into the mustard seed ring, replaced it with a high-level spiritual sword, and while injecting the remaining spiritual power into the sword, he raised his hand and swallowed two second-grade Qi-enhancing pills.

Feeling the spiritual power filling up his Dantian, he shook his head and refused: "I have control over my physical strength, so the consumption is not serious. As for spiritual power, I also have sufficient pills to replenish it."

When he had used the formation to trap Yang Qun just now, he had taken the opportunity to swallow the elixir and briefly regulate his meridians.

Therefore, although the condition is not as good as before, it can still reach 80% or even 90% of the physical condition.

"Well... okay, but if you really can't hold on any longer, don't force it. Jump off the stage in time to recover and adjust. We can hold the opponent back for you at any time and do our best to buy you time to recover." said one of the substitute students.

At this point in time, the competition between the two grades is at the most intense sprint stage.

Those who took to the field were all top students who had retained their strength from previous competitions, and the competition was a test of talent on both sides.

At the critical moment, the grade was extremely united.

Make every effort to support the two strongest men, allowing them to retain control of the trial platform and strive to win more training resources for their grade.

Although they are no match for the fourth-year ninth-level students, they are still capable of delaying them for some time.

The substitute students are not worried about the president now, but about Xiao Lin.

Because Lu Changjue’s tactics are very clear.

One word: drag.

Wait until the last quarter of an hour before the end of the competition and then throw the person off the stage.

There is no point in admitting defeat as long as you don't step down.

The opponent that Lu Changjue faced was ranked tenth in the fourth grade and was the weakest among all the ninth-level ones.

When this person came on stage, his intention was to consume Lu Changjue's strength in advance.

So that other students who come on stage later can win smoothly.

The result was that although he had reached the ninth level of cultivation, there was still a huge gap in strength between him and Lu Changjue, who was at the eighth level.

After dragging on for half an hour, the student finally realized that he was no match for Lu Changjue.

The reason why the other party kept me here, like a cat playing with fish, and was at ease from beginning to end, was to delay time.

But when he wanted to jump off the stage and replace other students.

But he found that he didn't even have the chance to step down.

Whenever he showed signs of stepping down, he was kicked back to the center while still at the edge of the stage.

Different from the fierce battles on other trial platforms, these two people, one was trying desperately to get down, while the other tried to intercept and kick people back.

Kicked back onto the stage.

Lu Changjue pushed the glass lens, feeling somewhat pleased.

It turns out that kicking people is very addictive.

Invisible waves appeared in the air, and he quickly flashed to the air outside the platform. With swift movements, he kicked out, kicking the student who had run to the edge of the platform back to the center area.

The student was in a very bad mood.

Although he was not injured, his body was covered with dust from rolling around on the stage. He looked extremely dirty and had a look of despair.

Even so, his classmates of the same grade continued to shout at him and urge him on.

"Run faster!"

"You can't win, and you can't escape. After this battle, your right to choose a spouse for the next five years will be thrown away completely."

"Hurry up, brother. I'm worried about you."

"Run, here, here! Oh, I've been caught again."

"Don't give up. Persistence leads to victory. Give him a fake move, then a flexible sliding tackle... ah, failed."

After twenty-five failed escape attempts, Lu Changjue lost his patience and trapped him in a light prison.

The student sat down with a sad face, thinking it would have been better if it had been like this earlier.

The assistant frowned: "Director, he is completely trapped on the stage."

Shan Zhen was also extremely annoyed: "What a mistake."

Who would have known that Lu Changjue, a usually steady young man from an aristocratic family, could use such a dishonest tactic without any hesitation.

The audience burst into an uproar and sparked a heated discussion.

"President, are you tired and want to take a break?"

"Why don't you kick anymore? I, Jiang Fenfang, swear that after carefully watching the president kicking people, I have realized the essence of Cuju and benefited a lot from it. So please satisfy my enlightenment journey, don't be polite, keep kicking, the movements are very cool, Fenfang loves it!"

"Hahahaha, you're making fun of me..."

"The legs are so long, I love to see them, it's hard not to support the Fenfang sisters."

"Hello Jiang Fenfang, Goodbye Jiang Fenfang!"

"I, Liu Dahua, have identified that person by his real name. His real name is Qi Duoduo, not Jiang Fenfang."