The outside of the venue was filled with irritation, and An Zhen was shocked. He knew very well that the Dan Palace in Ningxia was not just golden, because he himself was golden.

He thought that using his secret skills would be enough to make Ningxia doom, but he didn't expect that as soon as the battle started, he was completely suppressed by Ningxia's violent spiritual fingers.

The seven-colored phoenix that had just transformed was shot with holes in the blink of an eye. An Zhen roared and a seven-colored sword was added to his palm. The sword was released, and the seven-colored phoenix was completely immersed in it. Even the finger sword stimulated by Ningxia's spiritual finger became ethereal, as if the seven-colored sword had the ability to absorb spiritual power.

"Jintian Sword!"

Zhu Shuliu's face darkened, "Old Jiang, this is a competition among classmates. Isn't it really necessary to have a lower limit?"

Jiang Wanshan's old face turned red, "An Zhen knows the importance of it. Besides, since it is a skill, she is naturally doing her best. How many successes can be achieved depends entirely on her own ability.

During the trial, there is no limit on using treasures. Ningxia is so powerful that it is also a proof of Ningxia's strength to force Anzhen to use the fourth-grade magic weapon."

Zhu Shuliu snorted coldly and stopped talking.

There was an uproar in the audience, and Yao Shan and others were already shouting and cursing.

On the high platform, Ningxia is already surrounded by dangers, and the power of the Jintian Sword is beyond imagination.

The sword energy is ubiquitous, and Ningxia Lingxu's finger finger sword is difficult to effectively defend. If it weren't for his extremely fast escape speed and the Vajra pattern, he would have been seriously injured on the spot.

Even so, Ningxia was hit in many ways and her clothes were messy.

An Zhen had the upper hand and had no intention of hiding his hands. It was clear that Ningxia would be disgraced. It would be best to use the stimulating sword energy to strip Ningxia's clothes naked.

Ningxia was annoyed, but was willing to cooperate. Seeing that his upper body was naked, his delicate body as white as jade, many female students blushed secretly.

Seeing that he was about to be stripped of sword energy, Ningxia suddenly waved his hand and put on another set of clothes. There was a lot of sighs from the audience.

Su Bingyun spat lightly and cursed "shameless", while staring at Ningxia's uncovered abdominal muscles with a red face.

"The space of sea of ​​consciousness, the second level of spiritual consciousness!"

An Zhen suddenly changed color.

He didn't expect that Ningxia would actually cultivate the space of consciousness. If so, his wishful thinking would not be able to be made.

Because no matter how he strips Ningxia's clothes, Ningxia will only replenish it from the space of consciousness.

A lot of spiritual power was wasted in vain.

An Zhen's thoughts changed, and the Jintian sword suddenly became sharp and pointed directly at Ningxia's key points.

Unexpectedly, Ningxia, who had escaped for a long time, once again sacrificed its Lingxu finger and launched an attack with An Zhen, not seeking to make contributions, but only seeking to consume An Zhen's spiritual power.

Just now, An Zhen used the Jintian Sword to peel off his clothes, which had consumed a lot of spiritual power.

At this moment, Ningxia used the spiritual finger to harass her, with the purpose of letting An Zhen continue to consume her spiritual power.

When An Zhen's spiritual power reaches its bottom, it will be his performance time.

At this moment, Ningxia's anger was already stirred up by An Zhen, and he could no longer care about the discrimination of interests.

The two of them fought for hundreds of moves. Ningxia changed into two more sets of clothes, and their bodies were covered with blood, but they fought to the death without retreating.

Several times, An Zhen forced Ningxia to admit defeat, but Ningxia ignored him, and he was really angry.

The atmosphere of the audience also silenced from the sky, turning into the silent moment. The direction of the wind in the dark has changed, and almost most of them are looking forward to Ningxia's victory.

First, An Zhen uses divine weapons to deceive others.

In both, Ningxia was bleeding all over her body, but she was dead and unretreated.

This tenacity and persistence moved everyone.

Finally, An Zhen felt that his spirit was exhausted. He gritted his teeth and a white talisman was in his hand.

"stop!"

Jiang Wanshan shouted sternly.

This time, even he could no longer protect Anzhen. His classmates competed with skills and actually used the fourth-grade strange talisman.

In an instant, several figures ran towards the field. It was Old Man Cheng, Huang Youya and others. However, before the formation of the large formation was opened, several people were blocked outside the ban.

With a whirlpool, the white strange talisman exploded, and thousands of ice arrows were fired on the entire platform.

An Zhen is jealous and narrow-minded, and she can't defeat Ningxia until this point. His mentality has collapsed. It is impossible for him to accept a draw or fail.

Since this is the case, why should he be willing to let Ningxia die?

When the ice arrow exploded, there was a ball in Ningxia's palm. The dragon scales were peeled off, and millions of ice arrows melted instantly. The nearest ice arrow that had stabbed Ningxia's eyebrows directly turned into a pool of clear water and poured on Ningxia's face.

After brushing the ground, he collected the Earth Fire Dragon Ball.

Just now, thousands of arrows were fired at once, and the entire platform was covered with ice arrows. Ningxia's earth fire dragon balls were released and guarded quickly, and no one could see clearly what he had moved.

The ice arrows disappeared, Ningxia soared into the sky, and An Zhen was stunned.

In an instant, Ningxia attacked near, and in mid-air, a black iron rod suddenly appeared in his palm.

The iron rod hit the ground, and An Zhen was too late to avoid it, so she could only wave her sword to block it.

Ningxia was filled with hatred, and the black iron rod swept out a large area of ​​strong wind. With a click, the seven-colored sword broke from the interruption, and Anzhen's feet poured into the floor, making a crisp sound.

If it weren't for the critical moment, Ningxia would have staggered the stick head by one point, and An Zhen would not be able to escape the disaster of brain bursting.

After brushing the ground, the middle-aged man in golden robe waved the ban and Jiang Wanshan rushed forward like a gust of wind and took An Zhen away.

An Zhen stared at Ningxia, and Ningxia bowed to him, "Brother An, Cheng Ren."

An Zhen let out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The deadly audience suddenly became boiling.

"Damn it, it's too fierce."

"There has been a genius in the Shenyi Academy, why have you never heard of it before?"

"It's normal that he hasn't heard of it, because he is not from a higher education class at all.

In other academies, except for students from higher education classes, who would pay attention to students from secondary education classes?"

"It's so fierce. Although this guy is only a middle school class, he will be able to advance in two years, who can compete with him?

I think the first place in the big exam can be awarded to him in advance.”

“…………”

The whole venue was noisy, and Ningxia received his medal and a golden square box from the middle-aged man in golden robe.

He weighed the square box in his hand, and based on his feeling, he knew that what was lying inside was a square object.

After receiving the award, Old Man Cheng rushed over and talked to him for a while, telling him to be low-key in the past period of time, it is best to go into seclusion and wait until the limelight comes.

He also told him that if he encounters a storm, he could go to the headquarters of the Joint Committee to find him.

Old Man Cheng responded, Ningxia took out two third-grade alien cores and photographed them in the hands of Old Man Cheng.

Old Man Cheng stared at Ningxia in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Ningxia said, "After the teachings of seniors and seniors Cen, there is no way to repay you. I am just a different core, so please accept it.

"Old man Cheng laughed, "It's not bad, I haven't forgotten me yet. Isn't it just a third-grade alien core? In my eyes, it's not a treasure. Take it back, take it back..."

Ningxia bowed and turned around.

Not far away, the teams from various families have gathered and are ready to start the teleportation array.

A clear light flashed, and more than two thousand students on the Void Sky disappeared.

Old Man Cheng's eyes emitted a shiny light, staring at two third-grade heterocores, and the more he looked, the happier he became.

Whoosh, Master Cen jumped out, and Old Man Chong stretched out his hand.

Old man Cheng glared, "What to do"

Master Cen said, "Don't even think about this one of my secrets. When Ningxia gave you a different core, I was staring at it and heard him mention me.

Senior brother, you really have the nerve to take it. A third-grade alien core is worth the value of a foundation-building pill.

Ningxia has not yet established its foundation. If you take such a heavy gift from him, you are worthy of being someone else's teacher..."

Master Cen was heartbroken, and Old Man Cheng was scolded by him and muttered, "It's not what I want.

You can be so good at it, don’t just want it. It’s enough for me to be alone without sex, you don’t have to hurry up.”

Master Cen snatched a third-grade alien core, "My apprentice is filial to me and wants you to be troubled."

After saying that, he left.

…………

After leaving from the central square of Shenyi Academy, Ningxia politely declined countless requests for dinner and was anxious to return to the dormitory to retreat.

Unexpectedly, someone from the Palace Chief’s office came to invite him, saying that it was the Palace Chief’s office who was looking for him.

Helplessly, Ningxia had to follow the people to Zhu Shuliu Office.

Unexpectedly, not only did the blessings flow, but Huang Youya are also there.

The two looked at Ningxia as if they were looking at a chicken that could lay golden eggs, with content in their eyes.

Half an hour later, Ningxia left Zhu Shuli's office with sweat on his forehead.
To be continued...