Start From Cultivation University

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The next morning, in the expectation of everyone, the second Kunlun University military training graduation ceremony and tug-of-war finals began on time.

This "people" almost includes everyone in Kunlun University except employees and lecturers: early in the morning, the training ground was surrounded by water. Not only were more than 600 new students, but even the old students gave up the morning study. Run, squeeze in the crowd to watch the final.

In addition to the scale, compared with the previous game, there is one biggest difference in the final: the referee of this game is personally served by Wei Ze.

At this time, he has also come to the training ground, standing in the field with a negative hand.

Three boundaries have been drawn on the ground with spirit ink for determining win or loss, and on the line is a demon-binding cord from Yunshen's unknown place, originally used to bind demon, as a prop for this competition. Behind Wei Ze, a simple wooden box was placed there, with dozens of elementary spirit swords already installed in it.

These spirit swords were also carried out from Wenyun Tower in Shangguan's residence, and they were considered the lowest-grade spirit treasures. It was originally used for practice by the disciples of the clan, but after being taken into custody at the resident, it became a teaching aid for the swordsmanship class of Kunlun University. In the last semester, the first class of students has already achieved that everyone has allotment.

However, even though it is a batch of spirit swords, it still takes time to carry it out from the blessed land, infuse spirit power, activate the spirit seal on the magic weapon... and so on. There were a large number of people in the second session, and the distribution of spiritual weapons was in order, but everyone wanted to be the first wave of users, so this priority became a prize for military training acceptance.

Wei Ze looked around at the students around him. The moment he arrived, everyone's eyes were on him. Just under that gaze, he floated up with his feet, hanging above the wooden box, and at the same time raised his hand towards the sturdy **** rope.

"The two groups of students in the competition are now allowed to enter."

Following his remarks, the crowd brushed their gazes and looked at the two teams that came out from both ends of the team.

In the group on the left, Xie Tianyang habitually walks in the front of his group, leading the people behind him to the rope. Opposite him, the head of the group on the right is a boy named Li Feng. This man is quite strong. He is estimated to be more than 1.9 meters tall. Xie Tianyang, who was already very tall, stood in front of him. Half a head shorter than him.

But this gap did not affect Xie Tianyang's state. He just looked at his opponent with a serious look, and then began to order the team members behind him to pick up the rope on the ground.

"Just follow the action I told you before: lower the center of gravity, lean back, the rope should pass under the armpits, the toes are in front of the knee..." He said, and finally added, "In the use of spiritual power, it must be According to my password, maintain the unity of the perspective of capacity, and never allow the big "loophole" as before, and don't give opponents the opportunity to take advantage of it."

Finally, he instructed the team members that the nine people behind him clenched the rope as he said, leaned down one by one, and set the best force for the tug-of-war.

The ten people on the opposite side were doing the same thing with them, and both sides lifted the celestial cable together and leveled it up.

When the red cloth tied in the center of the rope was completely aligned with the midfield line drawn in the middle of the two groups, the two groups of freshmen on the field each took a deep breath, and the onlookers raised their heads together and looked. Towards Wei Ze, who was flying in the head.

At this time, he was watching the preparations of the two groups, slowly raising his palms while watching. After the two groups' movements were completely stopped, he vigorously waved his palms down and shouted, "Go!"

The moment he uttered his words, the whirlwind of spiritual power was already rolled up from the midfield: twenty people stretched their muscles at the same time, and their spiritual power rushed directly into the fairy cable through their arms, forming two invisible air dragons. , Entangled fiercely with ropes as the battlefield!

For this group of beginner monks, tug-of-war is no longer a pull of strength, but a collision of spiritual power. This fairy rope is the arena of collision!

Because of this, Xie Tianyang already let go of his throat and yelled at the moment he started to exert his strength.

"One-two-release!"

Following his command, the nine people behind him rhythmically retracted their spiritual powers, pulling the ropes and pulling back at the same time, the cyclones of spiritual power in front of them undulated like waves, and really resembled the waves. Move forward along the rope, exerting tremendous pressure on the opponent's body one after another.

The other party is also doing the same thing, and the fluctuations of spiritual power are rushing at them in a chaotic manner. Seeing the wind stirred by the aura spread from the midfield, blowing everyone's hair and clothes.

If they were using ordinary hemp rope instead of celestial rope... even if it were ordinary steel bars, they would probably break directly after the impact of these two spiritual forces!

"Wow! That's okay!"

"Brother Feng is awesome!"

"Xu Jinxing-come on! Xu Jinxing-come on!"

The crowd of students onlookers boiled, and the freshmen who were excluded from the field jumped one by one and shouted together with the players in the center. The old students seem to be even more excited. Those students who have reached the foundation-building period simply floated to the low altitude and jumped directly above the heads of the new students who jumped below, occupying the best view.

"This wave of freshmen is amazing!"

In mid-air, Jiang Ling and Yuan Qingqing flew together, commenting leisurely, then waved her arms again, and raised her arms towards Chu Yunyi, who was pulling the rope in the line below, and shouted: "Come on, Yunyi! Jin! We can't lose to them!"

She added a bit of spiritual power to her words and poured it directly into Chu Yunyi's ears in the team. At this moment, Chu Yunyi was gritting his teeth, holding the thick rope tightly with both hands, sweat dripping on his wet forehead.

For the former Chu Yunyi, this is really a rude and savage sport, which is not comparable to aristocratic sports such as golf, horse racing and sailing.

But now she has completely put her elegant image behind, standing there with other classmates roaring, blushing with a thick neck, like a yelling groundhog.

"One-two-release!"

She shouted together with Xie Tianyang in front of her, and at the same time vomited in the same rhythm as the team members around her. The invisible spiritual power flowed out of her hand, and the spiritual power of the nine teammates was combined with Xian Suo. Ten people on the opposite side collided. There was tremendous pressure, which made her feel like a hill was pressing down in front of her, and it was even difficult to breathe.

But now she can't take care of it anymore, she just stares at the decisive banner in the center.

Under the impact of the two spiritual forces, the red cloth strips seemed to be nailed in the strong wind, and they did not move. They only moved slightly along with the saw at both ends of the rope. They slightly moved closer to the right line, but the amplitude was not high. big.

Obviously she is not the only one looking at the cloth now. In the middle of the air, the floating old students took a full look at the scene and the situation, and they were discussing each other while watching.

"I'm rubbing, bull! The group that five people broke through, actually supported the spiritual power of the nine Qi refining periods on the opposite side!"

"This group of command is good, and obviously has practiced cooperation. Looking at their spiritual power, the concentration is much higher than that of the opposite, no wonder they can last so long under the disparity in strength."

"But looking at this situation, there are still disadvantages when there are few breakthroughs... but it's hard to say. The disadvantages are not particularly obvious now, maybe..."

Halfway through the last sentence, he suddenly closed his mouth and opened his eyes wide.

Right in front of them, the muscles of a boy in Li Feng's group on the right flared up, and the spiritual energy of Qi refining around his body rushed wildly, and the green veins on his arm were bare. Following his changes, the already large spiritual power cyclone in the right group expanded again, and to the opponent, it was like a huge boulder suddenly added to the pressure of a hill above his head!

That is the weight of the nine Qi-refining spiritual powers at the same time...No! Ten shares now!

"Li Feng and his team... the last one also broke through?!"

"Damn? What kind of luck is this? One group is all SSR?"

Wei Ze's eyes changed slightly in the air, and a reminder of [Spirit Power +10] flashed before his eyes. At the same time, all the onlookers screamed in exclamation, and saw that the cyclone from the right suddenly increased in strength, as if a dragon was pressing against the opponent like a bamboo.

Under pressure again, the group on the left that was already at a disadvantage instantly showed depression, the front Xie Tianyang was pulled out three or four steps in succession, and the group members behind him groaned at the same time, and even seemed to maintain the release of aura. Somewhat reluctantly.

"Ten refining qi vs. five...it's no good."

Song Xudong in the crowd shook his head, and stretched out his hands towards Wu Hao and Xiao Youyu behind him: "Haozi, Brother Xiao, bring the spirit gathering paper, this is really gone."

The two people watching the battle from behind looked at the scene, their complexions also sank, put their hands in their pockets and took out the spiritual paper. By their side, the faces of the students watching the game were uniform, some shook their heads and some sighed, but most of them were expected.

"That's too... If there are eight refining periods on the opposite side, maybe the group on the left will hope to win, right?"

"There is no way, the grouping is purely random, chance is also part of the strength."

"The team on the left is not unjustly defeated, it's just because of bad luck and not a good teammate..."

But no one noticed at this time, at the very end of the queue on the left, Han Jiangchen, who was holding Xian Suo, narrowed his eyes slightly.

He is the last in the entire group, and he can naturally see the state of the front group members: under the coercion of ten qi-refining stage practitioners, the spiritual power around them is already unstable. A burst of spiritual power began to dissipate in all directions, and there was a potential for collapse.

Xie Tianyang, who stood at the forefront and grasped the overall situation, was obviously aware of this, and the blue veins on his forehead violently, staring at Li Feng, who was the leader on the opposite side, looked as if he wanted to eat people, but this still couldn't change the overall situation.

The mark in the center of Xian Suo was shifted to the right bit by bit, and a group of people were also pulled forward step by step at the same time. Including Xie Tianyang, the bottom plates of several people have begun to tremble slightly. This is a spiritual power. Omen of exhaustion.

The opponent clearly saw this, and the power that had already had the upper hand was once again suppressed. The power was blowing, and the ten people on the left felt the strong wind in front of them for a while, and the spiritual power stirred the surrounding air, as if a small tornado was set off in front of them.

Han Jiangchen naturally saw the frantic wind current, but at the same time, he also saw another thing.

——In a certain place of the wind, several spiritual powers rubbed against each other, reaching out a hollow like a wind's eye.

Soldiers have a cloud, and all weapons have their "eyes." No matter how tough a weapon is, there must always be the most vulnerable point where all forces can resist and collapse when touched, which is the so-called key. This is true of weapons and spiritual power, not to mention that it is the students who have just started to manipulate this spiritual power at this time.

In the previous exercises, Xie Tianyang has faintly noticed the existence of the vulnerability in the ten-person team. The exercises in these days are also done to reduce the vulnerability of his own-but it is one thing to know that the vulnerability exists. Can you find it? That's another matter.

As to whether this loophole can be exploited to take advantage of the opponent's weakness, it is something else.

Before that, he didn't know how to speak to the team members about this matter. But now in the finals, a group of people are desperately trying to reverse the disadvantage, and he feels that he has to do something.

Han Jiangchen took a deep breath in secret, still holding the immortal cable as it was on the surface, but the spiritual power that was originally integrated into the crowd was pulled out of it in a moment and returned to his hand.

He stared at the empty "eye" in the opponent's spiritual power, the withdrawn spiritual power turned around in his hand, and the strength increased instead of decreasing. Then his hand suddenly squeezed, and the spiritual power stored in his palm rushed out, passing the team members' combined attack, and following the fairy cable to directly hit the cyclone of the opponent, just like an invisible sword pierced and stabbed exactly. The "eyes" of the opponent!

——This movement completely fell into the eyes of Wei Ze flying overhead, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim.

For the cultivator, finding the position of the opponent's "eye" is always one of the most important content of combat skills training, and it is also the content after the sophomore year to put it in the actual combat class.

But now, what it takes decades of experience to perceive and explore has been "seen" by this young man who has just started.

A spiritual force rushed straight into it, as if suddenly pinching the seven inches of the snake. This change was so small that the students onlookers didn't even notice the silent movement. Between the sparks and flints, only a group of ten people on the right could be seen changing their expressions at the same time.

In their feelings, at that moment, it was like a mighty force hitting the cotton ball suddenly, and the gathered cyclone suddenly dissipated. Obviously this unexpected change has knocked them out. It is at the moment when the front is lost and the back is still not up. Ten practitioners in the Qi refining period, at this time, no one can condense the spirit anymore while holding the rope. force!

The momentum of pulling back naturally stopped for a moment, and everyone who witnessed this scene instantly fell into confusion. Between the lightning and flint, Xie Tianyang was the first to react, and turned to swift capacity, yelling at the same time: "Quickly let go!!!"

This voice awakened the slightly stunned team members behind them, and saw ten spiritual powers gushing out again, and the momentum of the wind on the left regained, like a rotating wind dragon rushing forward, instantly tearing the opponent's application. Power on the rope!

The ten people on the opposite side were shocked and hurriedly adjusted their breaths again, but in this situation they had lost their first move. Before they could gather their spiritual power, Xie Tianyang’s group of offensive had already rushed, and the force from the rope slammed back. Directly drag them all together, and rush forward!

"One-two-release! One-two-release!"

Xie Tianyang didn't leave any room. When he noticed that the situation had changed, he suddenly increased his strength. While shouting chants, he dragged the fairy rope with a mountain-shaking momentum. The momentum was like seeing a pack of prey wolves. If you catch the opportunity, you must eat it up!

The nine team members behind him followed him and saw light dust drawn under the feet of ten opponents. The mark in the center flung to the left like a pendulum movement. After five or six rounds, the mark finally touched the ground on the left. The dashed line gave it a dazzling red light!

The outcome is divided!

"...Fuck, awesome!!"

The crowd of onlookers were all dumbfounded, and then burst into loud applause. Several old students floating in the air waved their arms and screamed loudly, while those who gambled stood dumbfounded in place-including Song Xudong and Zhou. Yan.

Before the two of them recovered from their stunned state, they saw a pair of hands stretched out from behind, put them into their pockets one by one, and lightly pulled out the two pieces of spiritual gathering paper they had put in their pockets.

When the two of them turned their heads, they saw Xiao Youyu clip the two pieces of spirit gathering papers to their fingertips and shook them in front of them: "Thank you for your sponsorship, two brothers."

"...I did it?! How the **** is this possible?!"

The two of them were mad, looking at the high-level materials flying away, their faces were so painful that they couldn't breathe. In front of them, the losing group on the right was showing a look similar to them, standing there holding Xian Suo stupidly with an incredible face. On the other hand, the winning group on the left is called the roar of gongs, drums, and firecrackers.

"We won!! We really won!!"

A group of people cheered and ran forward, yelling and dancing. Behind them, Han Jiangchen at the end of the queue gently put down the Xiansuo in his hand, without making any sound, just standing in place, watching without a word.

In front of him, the cheering crowd quickly formed a circle, shouting the name of the winner.

"This wave of winning is all based on the command of Brother Jie!"

"Brother Jie is awesome!!"

"Brother Xie is here, we are all up to two... No, Brother Xie is up to five!"

A group of people were in a state of excitement, and they didn't even notice that there was no one in the team. They surrounded Xie Tianyang, like a general who had returned from victory, only to lift him on the spot.

But Xie Tianyang, who was surrounded by him, did not show any happiness. On the contrary, he stood frowning at this moment, seeming to be very confused.

He was in charge of the spiritual power just now, so he naturally noticed the strangeness of the situation turning around for an instant.

At that time, there should be one person in his group who had withdrawn his spiritual power. Because of this withdrawal, the opponent suddenly collapsed.

Who did this on earth? Is there someone in your team who can beat ten?

This is too nonsense. But if there are such people... how do they do it?

After thinking about this, he clearly understood that this victory was not achieved by himself, but by someone's light. This kind of victory that did not belong to him made him feel uncomfortable like a fly.

What he wants is to be the first to lead his team to defeat the enemy, and then uprightly to obtain the glory he deserves; instead of taking advantage of others to pick the ready-made fruits, the latter only makes him feel sick.

"During the tug-of-war just now, who withdrew in the middle?"

He waved his hand to stop the group members cheering around him, and asked this question. As expected, he saw the surrounding students stunned: "Retire? Did someone retreat just now? How can I win after retreating? of?"

Xie Tianyang's face sank, his eyes went over the excited classmates around him, and he looked around: when he looked to the back, he saw Han Jiangchen at the end. The two eyes crossed across the heated human wall. The former stood in the middle of the applause. The person stood in a quiet corner.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly penetrated into the hustle and bustle.

"It is indeed a very exciting final. Congratulations to the classmates who won the first group. The group that won the quarter-finals came out, and now the spirit swords of the priority group will be awarded."

The applause suddenly fell silent, and the students who were booing around closed their mouths instantly, and even the two groups of people on the field hurriedly dispersed, stood in a row in front of the rope, and looked up.

At the place where everyone's eyes were gathered, Wei Ze was still floating in the air with his hand in his hand, but now, the spirit sword originally contained in the wooden box was completely floating beside him, and as he raised his hands and feet, the sword was slightly deflected. At the same time, the blade of the sword reflected the direct sunlight, flashing with dazzling light and shadow.

Wei Ze raised his hand slightly, **** together, a spirit sword hanging beside him landed first and flew towards the students under his feet. Finally, he stopped in front of Han Jiangchen.

"In this competition, I saw a very unexpected potential~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wei Ze turned towards the young man below, meaningfully and authentically, "Now, as a Kunlun University student, you have enough qualifications to get it. "

Han Jiangchen still didn't say a word, but just stood there blankly. After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to hesitately stretched out his hand, solemnly grasped the hilt of the long sword in front of him, and clenched it vigorously.

At that moment, Weize saw a spark of light flashing in his dark eyes.

At the same moment, dozens of spirit swords floating in the air flew down simultaneously, and handed them to the young girls in front of them one after another.

First Xie Tianyang stood in the front with a group of ten people, then the runner-up Li Feng group, and then the other six groups behind him. The order was in order, but everyone showed ecstatic expressions after they got the sword.

This was the first time in their lives that they had come into contact with a real spirit weapon, and it was awarded by Wei Ze himself. For them, this is no longer just a long sword, but is really grasped in their hands...excellent!

"Congratulations, everyone, and congratulations to all the students who participated in this competition." Wei Ze smiled slightly in the air and glanced over every student in front of him, "From today on, you are all true immortals."

Breathing and heartbeat accelerated together, and a group of freshmen fiddled with the low-grade spirit swords in their hands in place, as if they were holding a hot potato, and the hands touching the hilt of the sword were trembling. Among them, the only one who seemed a little more calm was Xie Tianyang: He just frowned and looked at the hilt of his hand, with a confused look on his face.

But no matter what the idea is, the game is now over. Next, after the freshmen have completed various tests according to the process and completed a set of Qi refining methods, the military training is considered to be over.

With the end of military training, a new semester kicked off.