Chen Shi'an appealed to the organizing committee of the competition, and finally agreed, and Mu Kui's place was filled again. So far, the two sides have once again maintained a three-on-three situation. The organizing committee issued a warning to the Academy of Genzo, and if there was any further behavior similar to the foul, the Academy would be directly punished for failure.

Xie Fei, the most powerful main player of Zhongshan Academy, has not yet played, Ding Yi of Xuanzang Academy cannot participate, and Long Yan, who is the second strongest, has also been eliminated in violation of regulations, and the current form is still Zhongshan Academy has an absolute advantage.

"You're on the cold. Chen Shi'an nodded.

Han Xu shuddered for a moment, stood up hard, and flew to the arena. Chen Shi'an stared at Han Xu's back for four seconds, not knowing what he was thinking.

The information obtained by Zeng Mao shows that he is cold, has water and gas qualifications, and is proficient in ice supernatural powers. It is a player whose strength is no less than that of Sawuqing. It is said that with this kind of strength, Zeng Mao can only send Hu Guiyan to barely cope. Pai Jian Yifan and Yun Xiang are just delivering food.

However, Hu Guiyan can only be the main general of the finale, and he can only make a choice between Jian Yifan and Yun Xiang.

"Ah Bang, you go, calm down, you must calm down, the other party's strength is stronger than you, you just need to fight with him, pay attention to the distance between the two sides, this battle is very critical. Zeng Mao reminded.

Yun Xiang didn't make a sound, and walked to the arena sullenly.

Yun Xiang punched the water outside the arena, and the strange thing is that the water surface not only did not concave down, but violated the laws of nature and was beaten out of a 'water bag'. Yun Xiang jumped onto the 'water bag', the 'water bag' gradually sank, and a 'water bag' appeared not far away, and Yun Xiang stepped on the 'water bag' all the way to the field.

Although Yun Xiang is a spiritual level, he is a mutated qi and body cultivator, and his supernatural power is to fight cattle across the mountains. But he can't fly. His brute strength can't conjure up wings. However, in close combat, he is strong.

He was carrying a whistle stick, which had been plucked from a tree near the hotel. This three-meter-long whistle stick, which retains some branches and leaves, looks like a mace at first glance.

Yun Xiang is the most grumpy one in the team, but his situation has always been a little awkward, he and Hu Guiyan overlap in some places, and they also overlap with Jian Yifan. It's really that there are no outstanding talents in the Xuanzang Academy, and only these players, who are mainly body refiners, can come out. Especially after Ding Yi joined, Yunxiang and a few of them became dispensable, and they almost completely relied on Ding Yi to gain experience in the competition.

However, each of them was promoted from the initial audition, eliminating many of their fellow disciples and brothers. Although their ability and strength in the team are not satisfactory, each of them is extremely conceited and has great self-esteem.

Ding Yi's strong rise, relying on his car puppet to fight the invincible opponents of the entire academy, they are naturally convinced. Participating in the Qinglian Competition, the competition between the top Xiuzhen students of each college, and seeing the top players of other colleges, they obviously felt that their strength was insufficient.

They are grateful to Ding Yi from the bottom of their hearts, and at the same time, they are also working harder to temper themselves, hoping that they will not become a drag oil bottle in the team, and they can really contribute to the team. Every time they play, they try their best to fight, hoping to catch up with the dragon boss......

If you lose in normal competition, you lose. However, Zhongshan Academy adopted such despicable methods, if it weren't for Ding Yi's vigilance, Ding Yi would even be killed by them. This made the group of teenagers extremely angry. This is no longer a competition, this is a life-and-death fight! At this moment, Yun Xiang had only one thought in his mind, which was to catch a kid from Zhongshan Academy and beat him up fiercely.

"Zhongshan Academy Han Xu!" Han Xu saluted to Yun Xiang in a proper manner.

"Phew!" Yun Xiang's return gift was a mouthful of thick phlegm, which was spit on the cold clothes, green and very disgusting.

The players of Zhongshan Academy quit and jumped up and reprimanded loudly, and the referee also came over and showed a yellow card to Yunxiang.

Yun Xiang didn't care: "You are all a group of despicable and shameless, insidious and obscene villains, you don't dare to fight us openly, and you make a trick in private, I'm sorry!"

Han Xu surprisingly did not refute, this young man from the family family is still a little simple, and he is still fighting between heaven and man until now. I don't agree with Lu Kuan and Chen Shi'an's approach.

"Zhongshan Academy is a robber academy, what kind of southeast leader, I'm sorry! You guys look like dogs, what are you dragging like you, what are you dragging behind? Is it glorious to have a team that only has black hands behind your back? What do you have to be proud of? Do you really think that just you people can represent our seven southeastern provinces? Which of you can ask yourself, and say unashamedly, that he can defeat Senior Brother Ding?

This gas dual cultivator is obviously not so powerful, and he curses endlessly as soon as he enters the field. The referee gave him another warning.

Han Xu silently turned back to the preparation area, he was speechless.

Yun Xiang also returned to the preparation area, his evil breath was still not gone, and he was insulting all the way.

The referee shook his head, these casual teenagers are really innocent.

"Let's go!" the referee gave an order, Yun Xiang rushed out in stride, Zeng Mao's words were left behind by him, and he longed for a hearty, fist-to-flesh battle. He wanted to vent his frustration and frustration.

Han Xu also pounced on the midfielder.

His hands contained a dangerous and deadly freezing air, his spiritual wings spread out, fanning the wind and snow, and wherever he passed, the ground was a pale white, turning into frozen soil, and his hair gradually turned from black to white......

Yun Xiang's speed was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it couldn't be as fast as the flying Han Xu, who took the lead in rushing through the middle line and released three ice ridges to Yun Xiang head-on.

Yun Xiang shouted, and with an iron plate bridge on his upper body, he let go of the three ice edges, the direction remained unchanged, and he continued to rush towards Han Xu at a rapid pace.

"Fight cattle across the mountains!" Yun Xiang took advantage of the moment when his hands were on the ground, and he also released his skills, and the ground under Han Xu was lifted up a large piece of dirt and shot towards Han Xu.

Han Xu himself also has qi spirit qualifications, and he has long predicted in advance that others are in the air, and they only need to turn around, and they avoid Yun Xiang's attack.

Yun Xiang faced Han Xu, and there were many disadvantages. Yun Xiang's melee attack is completely ineffective against Han Xu, Han Xu is in the air, no matter how strong the martial arts are, there is no way to take Han Xu. The permafrost environment created by Han Xu made Yun Xiang consume more aura than usual. In itself, his level was lower than that of Han Xu, and the result of abusing spiritual power would only hasten his defeat.

Zeng Mao saw Yun Xiang on the sidelines, and he didn't go to the game according to his instructions, and he hated it so much. Isn't this a confrontation between one's own shortcomings and the strengths of others?

However, he didn't understand that what Yun Xiang was really powerful about was not these martial arts and spells, but his endless abuse. Obviously, Hanxu's normal heart was destroyed. It was supposed that he only needed to follow this rhythm for a few minutes before he could achieve the final victory, but under Yun Xiang's endless curse attacks, his psychology changed.

He wanted to shut up the big man in front of him so much, and those heart-wrenching arguments made him a little crazy and couldn't stand it. It didn't take long for him to make a big move against Yun Xiang.

"Frozen for a thousand miles!" Han Xu roared. His hands were full of white gas, and he hit Yunxiang overwhelmingly.

The temperature of the competition field dropped sharply, and there were bursts of hoarfrost on the ground. Even the water that surrounds the arena is partially covered with thin ice. You can imagine how much the temperature in the arena has dropped at this moment.

Chen Shi'an frowned, this cold life really can't get on the main seat, and the psychological quality is really not good, there is no need to release this kind of big move. Is it necessary to waste spiritual power to deal with this kind of stupid big man?

Yun Xiang shivered, but this fueled his anger even more. The local environment of this aura change is even colder than the bitter cold environment in nature. The icy aura transformed into this spiritual power is pervasive, and the cold that penetrates the bones is the most hurtful and invisible.

Yun Xiang had long regarded Zeng Mao's words as the wind in his ears, and the battle with Han Xu made him even more angry, because Han Xu had been flying in the air, he couldn't attack, and the ground was cold and slippery, and his movements were limited. Yun Xiang, who likes to open and close attacks, is very aggrieved, and Han Xu keeps releasing ice ridges and ice picks to him without saying a word, which also makes him overwhelmed. His aura attack means are limited, this frozen soil is extremely hard, and it is difficult to lift the frozen ground from the mountains to fight cattle.

This anger has not been vented, on the contrary, he is still in the confrontation with Han Xu, and his body has been repeatedly injured by Han Xu's ice edges and ice picks. He didn't have any substantive and effective attacks at all, except for scolding.

"Wind Knife Frost Sword!" Han Xu snorted softly.

Let's end it, all this in front of you. Han Xu has never been so tired as he is today. This kind of exhaustion is not physical and spiritual fatigue, but psychological boredom in the face of this game, which is completely different from the beginning when he knew in advance that he could represent Zhongshan Academy in the Qinglian Championship. His heart was very confused, he despised and disdained what Lu Kuan and Chen Shi'an did, but he also had to admit that in the face of the magical boy of the Xuanzang Academy, neither Xie Fei nor himself had the means to deal with it.

It's just that he can't pass his own level, and he barely copes with the battle, and he is really a little tired of facing Yunxiang's poisonous tongue......

The spirit wings fanned up the ice and snow in the sky, and small ice beads and ice grains were wrapped in snow powder and ice crystals to form countless ice picks and icicles towards Yunxiang. At the same time, the frost on the ground, the broken ice also shot towards Yunxiang as if it had been summoned.

With Yunxiang as the center, a small tornado of a blizzard was formed in an instant.

Yun Xiang had no choice but to protect his head with his arms to block this wave of strong attacks. This is Han Xu's ultimate, and he didn't need to release it at all, but in order to seek the purity of his ears and end the battle early, Han Xu still released him early in the morning.

The snowstorm passed, and Yunxiang's whole person was buried in ice and snow.

Han Xu descended from the sky, it was over, and the world was quiet. His spiritual power release was a little excessive, and he stumbled. I finally completed the task of the academy, although I was a little resistant to this event, but I finally coped with the errand. General Affairs Chen shouldn't be able to say anything more, right...... As for the future, Han Xu didn't bother to think about it......

The referee flew into the field, it was a game of great disparity, and it should be over here. Either way, it was a fair game, and the assistant referee was ready to break through the snow like a hill to save Yunxiang, and the referee was ready to announce the result of the game.

Zeng Mao sat on the chair a little depressed, rubbing his temples with his right hand, this reckless Yunxiang was really uneasy.

Jian Yifan was doing preparatory activities on the sidelines, ready to play at any time.

"The ...... of Zhongshan Academy in this game" Before the referee's words were finished, there was a loud 'boom', and the entire snow-capped mountain covered in countless ice and snow cracked and exploded, and the sturdy boy broke out of the ice. He was ragged and wet, but his eyes were determined, and his bare parts of his body were bruised everywhere, but he didn't look bad.

The young man's voice was still so 'thunderous', and the sound shook the sky, and under the cold move, this guy didn't seem to be fine.

"Bastard, you dare to plot against Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu hasn't lost yet. ”

Several referees looked at each other and had to withdraw from the field again. Zeng Mao jumped up, and there were bursts of exclamations in the audience. This teenager from the Xuanzang Academy stunned them for a moment. Is that okay too?

Han Xu's heart was in turmoil again, ice picks, ice blades, and ice arrows ...... released his brain to Yunxiang, and while feeling incredible, he was also a little timid.

Yun Xiang himself is also a little inexplicable, originally he was trapped in the snow mountain formed by ice and snow by the cold and vivid big move, and he was submerged in ice and snow. But he was not struck down by the extreme cold, nor did he faint.

He was so angry that he didn't feel this kind of cold at all, on the contrary, in this extreme environment of cold outside and hot inside, he broke out, and his heart was like a fire, surging. This young man with a small amount of energy burst out with amazing potential at this moment. He couldn't break through his cultivation aura for a long time, and this time he broke through the bottleneck of his cultivation, and directly advanced to success in this extreme environment. He has now mutated and become a mid-level spiritual cultivator, but he doesn't know it personally. Everyone in the audience didn't know either.

Generally speaking, spiritual power is a standard for determining a person's ability to reach a certain level, but different qualifications, this method of completely referring to spiritual power value, is not feasible. For example, Ding Yi, his spiritual power value is outrageously low, but he is unanimously recognized by the three major grandmasters as a mid-level spiritual level, and they judge it by comprehensively considering Ding Yi's formations, mechanisms, refining tools, and so on.

The criteria for judging each qualification are very different, and even if it is the same qualification, the performance of each cultivator cannot help but be the same. In the case of a physical refiner, some are based on strength, while others are based on physical strength, and this kind of evaluation is very complicated.

Yun Xiang was judged to be at his level based on his destructive power. For ordinary Qi Spirit cultivators, the main means of attack is the Yuan Qi Bomb, just like the people from the Xuanzang Academy's Mixed Yuan Society. However, Yunxiang is a mutant, and the time for the release of spiritual energy is rapid and cannot last, so he can only use the magic power of 'fighting cattle across the mountain' in the way of a body refiner.

But this time, in this kind of erroneous situation, he completed a rare transformation.

Yun Xiang did not retreat under the attack of Han Xu, these ice and snow weapons can easily penetrate the rhinoceros skin, no less than metal weapons, but Yun Xiang only relied on a pair of fists, left and right, and simply blocked down.

Yun Xiang jumped like thunder, and at this point in the game, he didn't hit the other party at all, but the other party hit him countless times, and he felt very lost. His anger kept growing......

But he has been suffering from the lack of good supernatural powers and good attack methods, and until now, he is still a sandbag, and he has been continuously attacked by the cold.

Han Xu was even more depressed than him, he originally wanted to end the battle early, and the big moves were released, but the Xuanzang Academy were all monsters, this stupid big man named Yunxiang, he had already done his best, but this guy was just bruised, looking embarrassed, pitiful, in fact, there was nothing wrong. And he himself has now clearly felt that he is a little powerless. The spiritual power is about to run out, and he doesn't dare to rise into the air anymore, let alone stop releasing the spell, and the guy in front of him who is more rhinoceros than a rhinoceros makes him feel terrified.

Yun Xiang screamed when he was beaten, and all the original audience was still a little unbearable, full of sympathy for this stupid big man, but after fighting, everyone changed their minds. This stupid big guy has rough skin and thick flesh, and he is super durable, which is obviously also a great supernatural ability.

Zhen Zhen originally looked at Yun Xiang with tears in her eyes, and gradually her small mouth became a circle.

Chen Shi'an also saw that the situation on the field was not good, but he had no way to stop it now.

Han Xu's movements are getting slower and slower, originally, there were eight or nine ice picks with a wave of his hand, but now he can only send out two or three ice picks with all the strength of milk. Not only that, but he is also constantly retreating, and he has now been forced to the sidelines by Yun Xiang.

Yun Xiang's arms, along with his fists, were almost numb, he didn't know how many attacks he had blocked, the more he fought, the more fierce he became, the anger in his heart soared, he only had one thought, to beat the kid opposite.

His image was embarrassed, and his whole body was blue and purple, but his eyes were as bright and murderous as ever.

Han Xu was cold, palpitations and all kinds of hot sweats, cold sweats, like falling into an ice cave, he finally riveted his strength, and wanted to send another ice arrow. But the palm of the hand only symbolically appeared a puff of white gas, and nothing came out. He looked at Yun Xiang, who was a head taller than him, desperately, walked up to him, grabbed the collar of his clothes, and the big fist of the bowl gradually grew in front of his eyes.