Jiang Xiaoyi's opponent is Wang Cheng of Qingcheng Academy, perhaps because of the many masters in front of him, Wang Cheng, who has always been a disciple of the old academy, actually fell to the twelfth position on the odds list, which can't help but make people sigh.

The competition in the second grade of the 100 colleges is much more fierce than that of the first-year students, and even the strength of the masters is much stronger. The odds of students in this grade should not only refer to the rankings of the major colleges in the last five years, but also integrate the performance of these students collected by the imperial authorities in various places in the past year, and finally add their respective results during the competition of the hundred colleges last year, so there is this odds list.

If you analyze it only from the paper, the last time Jiang Xiaoyi was in the first grade, she won the top ten results in the 100 colleges, if it weren't for the overall score of Longmen Academy falling outside the top ten, Jiang Xiaoyi's odds might be a few points higher, which means that Jiang Xiaoyi's real strength is among the crowds, and before the eighth.

On the other hand, Wang Cheng, an old college like Qingcheng College, has not fallen out of the top ten for several years, and with the addition of the academy's halo, Wang Cheng is ranked twelfth, but his strength is a few points weaker than on paper.

Of course, this is just talking about the strength on paper, and when it comes to the victory or defeat of the battle between the two, it also depends on the Shengke of the exercise attributes of the two sides, the situation of the scene they enter, and the personal performance of the battle, who can win in the end, and no one can say before the result comes out.

Wang Cheng was able to fight all the way from the old Qingcheng Academy to become the first in this year's class, and a set of Songfeng swordsmanship in his hand was naturally very exquisite, and he had even begun to master one or two moves of the sword of artistic conception.

However, as soon as he entered the illusion realm, the yellow sand in the sky directly gave him a dismount, in this environment, Wang Cheng has not yet fought with Jiang Xiaoyi, his strength has been suppressed by three points, this gap can definitely become a trench for him to lose at a critical moment.

So there is no need to think about it at all, Wang Chengcheng has set a tactic based on delay. He knew very well in his heart that as long as he survived to the next scene, it must be dominated by a water or wood environment, and that environment would be the most suitable for him to play.

As soon as the three-minute protection time arrived, the wind and sand on all sides covered Jiang Xiaoyi's gaze, but he, who had already experienced many illusion battles, had already judged the general position of Wang Cheng after walking a few steps.

With a slight smile, Jiang Xiaoyi had already slowly forced towards Wang Cheng's position, although Wang Cheng had time to prepare, but Jiang Xiaoyi was very confident in his strength. Mo Fei has entered the top ten unexpectedly, and Jiang Xiaoyi can't let Mo Fei and the first-grade juniors see jokes.

Standing in the wind and sand, Jiang Xiaoyi looked at a piece of yellow sand dozens of meters away in front of him, although Wang Cheng did a lot of cover-up, Jiang Xiaoyi still saw a lot of things.

As soon as his hands were closed, the magic in his hands quickly pinched, and wisps of fire attribute aura quickly gathered in Jiang Xiaoyi's hand, and between three or two breaths, a fireball the size of a basin had already appeared in Jiang Xiaoyi's hand. As soon as his hands were closed, the fireball floated gently in front of Jiang Xiaoyi.

Jiang Xiaoyi's talent in swordsmanship is not very good, but his talent in swordsmanship is slightly better than that of the entire Longmen Academy.

I saw Jiang Xiaoyi smile lightly, and looked at the center of the sand pit dozens of meters, and the next moment, a fireball the size of a basin had already whistled and smashed towards the place where he could see.

With a loud bang, the center of the sand pit suddenly burst open, and between the wind and sand, gray wooden thorns of three centimeters long and short flew in all directions, and the tips of the wooden thorns also had a touch of dark blue light, and at a glance they knew that they were smeared with poison.

Jiang Xiaoyi sneered, and the disdain on her face was unconcealed in front of everyone in the ring stands, causing a big uproar.

In the Daomen Academy, except for the students of the various medical departments, few people will use poison in Dabi, although this is in the illusion, it will inevitably make people a little disdainful.

Although this burst of wooden thorns delayed Jiang Xiaoyi's time for a while, Jiang Xiaoyi still analyzed Wang Cheng's approximate location from the clues, turned around and slowly pressed towards the left front.

In fact, Wang Cheng didn't have many choices to make, it was impossible for him to act in Jiang Xiaoyi's direction, so if he was not careful, he might be hit head-on by Jiang Xiaoyi. Therefore, his choice can only be the three directions of the front and the left and the right back, and the depth of the two sides has the longest, so it is not difficult to guess how to choose.

Jiang Xiaoyi's attainments in techniques are very deep, if it is not limited to cultivation, many advanced techniques cannot be practiced, I am afraid that Wang Cheng can be directly killed in seconds without meeting.

At this moment, the center of the original sand pit was already a mess, not far after Jiang Xiaoyi walked through the sand pit, suddenly, the sand pile behind him suddenly abandoned, and the long sword stabbed at the back of the unsuspecting Jiang Xiaoyi with a sharp sword.

At the critical moment, I saw Jiang Xiaoyi pacing hard with his left foot, and the whole person instantly rushed forward, and the speed was extremely fast. Behind him was a three-foot sword that was chasing closely, less than half a meter away from Jiang Xiaoyi's vest.

Wang Cheng believed that as long as Jiang Xiaoyi's speed was a little slow, the long sword in his hand would definitely be able to penetrate the opponent's heart with one sword, after all, Wang Cheng had been gathering momentum for a long time, and Jiang Xiaoyi was in a hurry.

However, after only two breaths, Wang Cheng's face suddenly changed, because he found that no matter what, the distance between him and Jiang Xiaoyi had not been narrowed in the slightest. Not only that, but the distance between the two people is also widening little by little.

Liang Dong on the stands sighed softly, Wang Cheng really underestimated Jiang Xiaoyi, the short-range explosive power of the fire system technique was difficult to match even Liang Dong's wind technique, let alone Wang Cheng of the pure wood system. If Wang Cheng broke a little and attacked Jiang Xiaoyi when he first walked to him, he might still have a few chances of winning, but as soon as Wang Cheng hesitated, the distance between the two people was slightly widened, and his chances of winning plummeted, and in the end, it was in vain.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoyi suddenly turned around, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly, and layers of red light flowed above the sword body.

The distance between the two people was not far in the first place, and Wang Cheng continued to chase Jiang Xiaoyi, so Jiang Xiaoyi's sudden turn and backhand sword did not give Wang Cheng much chance to react at all. Wang Cheng only had time to slash the long sword in his hand towards Jiang Xiaoyi's sudden sword, and the next moment he saw blood splashing and the figure suddenly separated.

Wang Cheng's luck was not bad, a sword full of true power in his hand smashed on Jiang Xiaoyi's long sword, which really allowed him to avoid the key point in his heart. However, it was only the vital point of the heart, and in the blood splash, Wang Cheng's entire left arm was cut off by a sword, and countless blood sprayed out.

Wang Cheng retreated quickly, and quickly clicked on his left chest, the gushing blood stopped most of it instantly, biting the hilt of the sword, Wang Cheng quickly took out a white porcelain bottle from his chest, and poured a stream of white powder on his left shoulder, and the blood at the wound quickly stopped for nine points, and the injury finally no longer affected Wang Cheng's battle.

At this time, Wang Cheng had the heart to pay attention to Jiang Xiaoyi on the other side, at this moment the distance between the two had been opened for nearly fifty meters, originally this distance should be enough for Wang Cheng to escape, but when he saw Jiang Xiaoyi's movements on the other side, the expression on his face instantly turned white.

I saw the long sword in Jiang Xiaoyi's hand swinging in a circle, countless flying sand was absorbed into the sword circle, and the red long sword sprayed firelight, fusing and condensing countless sand and stones, and finally clinging to the long sword.

The next moment, Jiang Xiaoyi paced with all his might, and the wind and sand under him were instantly dispersed by more than three feet, and his whole person had already rebounded like a rapid red meteor, slamming towards Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's eyes only saw countless red sand and stones rubbing against the space, bringing up red light and flames to shoot quickly, and Jiang Xiaoyi was not seen at all, this sword of artistic conception of scorched sand and rotten stones had been completely evolved by Jiang Xiaoyi's move.

On the opposite side of this sword, Wang Cheng didn't dare to have the slightest luck, he had been completely locked by this sword, and it was impossible for him to escape at all, so he simply gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand had already run the sword momentum of the Songfeng Sword Technique.

I saw that between the swings of Wang Chang's sword, there was a pine forest swaying with the wind, as if there were bursts of rustling sound in the wind. The tip of the sword swayed from side to side like pine needles in a tree, unpredictable, but always straight and straight, advancing and retreating.

Almost, almost, Wang Cheng saw the red sand and stone in front of him, but he was unwilling to roar in his heart, this sword was almost able to evolve into a sword of artistic conception, but unfortunately such an environment did not allow him to do this.

"Bang la", like a cut glass, the sound flashed, and the two figures were suddenly separated, only one figure stood in place in the wind and sand, and the other fell to the ground with a bang, and then turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated in the illusion.

(End of chapter)