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"Whirlwind ?"

Although his level wasn't high, it was one of the sword skills that Xuanyuan Zilong was most familiar with. Given his current strength, even though he couldn't injure Ou Hui, it shouldn't be a problem to cause him some trouble. The transformed fist contained spirit energy and it collided with Xuanyuan Zilong's sword skill and the spirit energy exploded in front of his chest. Immediately, his body swayed and under the force of the explosion, he actually took two steps back.

Xuanyuan Zilong, you have really made me look forward to it more and more. However, these unorthodox techniques don't have much of an impact on me, so show me your true capabilities. " Sha Tie patted his chest and let out a wave of clanging sounds as he coldly cried out.

As he looked at the nonchalant appearance of Feng Huihan, Xuanyuan Zilong let out a slow breath, his expression gradually becoming more and more serious. His strength was indeed too low on the surface, and he couldn't even bring out his full power with his sword skills.

But Xuanyuan Zilong wasn't unlucky either. He was the one who had to pretend to have this kind of strength, how could he blame others? However, it seemed like he had to show some strength now. Otherwise, things would not be easy to resolve. As he thought about this, his feet once again crashed onto the ground. He heard a crisp and muffled sound, and Xuanyuan Zilong's body turned into a pale black shadow. Carrying the aura of a sovereign, he charged straight at Feng Hua.

This unique aura was naturally the effect of Xuanyuan Zilong's high-grade saint sword skill, Chaotic Dance of the Gods and Demons. The power of that vague image of a god and devil was absolutely unfathomable.

Although he did not know what level of skill Xuanyuan Zilong was using, from the aura of the surroundings, he could vaguely guess that the might of this sword skill was definitely not weak.

Metal spirit energy had bestowed him with powerful attack and defense, but it had deprived him of his agility. He knew that even if he wanted to dodge, he would never be able to run away from Xuanyuan Zilong's attack, so why did he have to do such a useless thing, why did he have to do it in order to expose his own weakness?

As the golden light shot out, it turned into something like Xuanyuan Zilong's' Saiyan 'from the animation of his previous life. The dark golden spirit energy quickly appeared and wrapped around Fang Hui, making him look like a golden man made of metal, his entire body emitting a golden light.

After the spiritual energy surged out, the supreme aura lessened a bit, and the giant metal-like fist slowly clenched. In the end, it didn't have the slightest fancy appearance, nor did it have any moves as it directly struck out.

Although the Subduing Fist did not have any changes to its moves, the terrifying power it contained had completely engulfed the space around Xuanyuan Zilong. At this time, the control over the power of the ground encompassed everything.

With a tense face, the spirit energy in Xuanyuan Zilong's body trembled continuously as streams of overbearing spirit energy were spat out. Then, they quickly circulated through his meridians, giving Xuanyuan Zilong ample combat power.

On the Purple Feather Sword, the sacred light and the netherworld demonic energy circled around and finally collided heavily against Sha Tie's fist. Instantly, a powerful ripple spread out from the center of the two people and caused a few of the trees near the two people to form a few cracks as they became on the verge of collapse.

On the other hand, Fang Hua's body merely trembled a few times. It seemed that even if they were to use sword skills against each other, Xuanyuan Zi Long's current strength was still quite a bit weaker than Feng Hua.

That year. The Purple Feather Sword in Xuanyuan Zilong's hand was a Supreme Heavenly Weapon. Even though Xuanyuan Zi Long had only allowed it to display the power of a treasured weapon, the nature of a heavenly weapon could not be changed. This caused it to suffer greatly.

Previously, when they had clashed, if it wasn't for the isolation of the spirit energy and the gloves on his hands, his fist would have probably been sent flying. However, even so, right now, that fist that had been fawning on him had still left behind a scar.

Sha Tie's gaze subtly swept over the purple feather in Xuanyuan Zilong's hand, a bit of shock flitting across his heart. He had seen ordinary treasured weapons before, and even the glove on his hand was actually a high-grade treasured weapon. In the past when he was fighting those students in the inner courtyard, even if he used a top grade treasure weapon, it was basically impossible to penetrate the spirit energy and chop down the Slope Gloves to injure him at all. However, the sword in Xuanyuan Zilong's hand had such a frightening effect, it couldn't help but cause a hint of heaviness to form in his heart.

However, now, he gave up on clashing head on against it. Instead, he began to borrow the advantage of his agility, like a ghost, as he continuously flashed around the body of Feng Hua. From time to time, the Purple Feathered Sword in his hand swung out, bringing about "clang clang" sounds of metal colliding in the empty forest.

If he could dodge it, he would dodge, and if he couldn't, he would forcefully endure it. Occasionally, he would swing his heavy fist, and the feeling of increasing strength made it so that Xuanyuan Zilong had no choice but to draw back and dodge.

As the battle between Xuanyuan Zilong and Sha Tie grew increasingly fierce, the other few places also gradually entered into a white-hot stage.

Compared to Xuanyuan Zilong's situation of being completely at a disadvantage, Xuanyuan Zi Lin's side was the complete opposite. A golden light shot out from her palms and her figure was like a wisp of smoke. Her attack speed was also so fast that it left afterimages. Perhaps it was because she clearly knew that her brother would not be able to endure for long, she did not have the slightest thought of preserving her strength. Occasionally, when she displayed a powerful skill, she would force Sha Tie into a dangerous situation. If it were not for her rich combat experience, it was likely that this unlucky 'Black Demon Group' leader would be the first to lose.

But even so, Sha Tie was already secretly regretting his decision. He hadn't thought that there would be such a strong opponent among the freshmen, and it was even a beautiful girl. He finally understood why his four Profound Spirits lost just now. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. What he wished for now was for Feng Hua to quickly resolve the situation and help him. This way, he might have a slight chance of winning, but his dream was doomed to fail.

That was the fight between the near new students and the three members of the 'Black Demon Group' under the leadership of Ji Zi Yue and the others. Although there were a large number of new students, due to the intense fight with the eleven teams earlier, all of them were somewhat injured, including Ji Zi Yue and the others. Moreover, now that they had met three older students who had already half a foot into the Mysterious Spirit Group, it was naturally impossible for them to obtain victory.

Hence, in less than ten minutes, over a dozen of the nearly hundred new students were injured by the three 'Black Demon Group' members and withdrew from the battle. Fortunately, the three seniors weren't completely absent. Under the leadership of Ji Ziyue and the others, the three seniors still ended up in a lot of trouble. At the very least, every time they carried away a few freshmen, the older students would be left with a bit of a burden. Therefore, the remaining freshmen's enthusiasm was still very high. They also believed that Xuanyuan Zilong and the others would bring them victory in the end.

The current battlefield depended on whether it was Xuanyuan Zilong who had lost first or Xuanyuan Zilin who had won first. As long as Xuanyuan Zilin or Feng Hua, someone would be able to be the first to fight, and as long as one person could defeat the opponent half a minute earlier, then this battle might quickly shift the needle of victory to their side!

Regarding this point, practically all the freshmen who hadn't participated in the battle thought the same way. Thus, their eyes were tightly locked onto the battle between Xuanyuan Zilong and Xuanyuan Zi Lin. Because here, they would be the first to obtain victory or defeat.

Sha Tie ruthlessly swung his heavy sword at her, but with such strength, she was easily evaded. With a twist of his body, he appeared to the left of Sha Tie and slashed at Sha Tie's wrist with his blade. Immediately, the sword flew out of his hand. Xuan Yuan laughed as his hands began to radiate with spiritual energy as he struck out at Sha Tie's chest. From the looks of it, if Sha Tie were to be hit, then he would be the first one to be defeated.

Under the anxious gazes of the crowd, the distance between his palm and Sha Tie was getting closer and closer. However, just as the fist was about to strike Ji Haoyue's body, Sha Tie's slightly gloomy face suddenly opened his eyes, and two streams of blood flowed out from his nose. A thick murderous aura rushed out from his body like a ray of light, and a low roar rang out from his throat.

"Bam!"

As the two fists collided, a muffled sound echoed in the air. Xuanyuan Zilin's shoulder shook as Sha Tie let out a groan. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his lips. He fell back several steps before regaining his balance.

Raising his head to look at the pale face of Xuanyuan Zilin, Jian Chen couldn't help but feel angry. He hadn't thought that Xuanyuan Zilin would be so strong. Even though he had done his best, he had still suffered a bit.

"Humph!" Although Sha Tie feared her, he couldn't give up just like that. He couldn't allow himself to lose the face of an older student. With a cold snort, he forcefully suppressed the injuries within his body and charged at Xuan Yuan Zilin once more.