[Mrs. Mingyue] For the current Su Yan, it is necessary to accumulate mana to take shape, so he has been passively beaten in the early stage.

And after it took shape, Su Yan was not in a hurry to use it, because he knew that there was a gap in cultivation between himself and Zheng Wenlong, and he had to use it at the most appropriate moment to achieve unexpected effects.

At that moment, Su Yan noticed from the flanking attack of Jian Ying and Yun Long that Zheng Wenlong was distracted again, and he immediately issued a Taoist spell, which was indeed successful.

The disciples outside the field also gradually came to their senses, "It turns out that the figure just now was formed by the Taiyin method. I almost forgot that the classics Su Yan studied are different from ours. It is really novel."

For the third-level disciples like Qingcheng Palace, the vast majority of them practice Longjing Sutra, and the few who practice other methods are basically familiar ones.

This fight goes back and forth every year, and most of the opponents know their tricks well.

But Su Yan is different. One is that the Lingsu Sutra is of high grade and can be placed on the fourth floor of the Sutra Collection Building. Ordinary disciples have no chance to learn it even if they want to learn it. However, it is basically impossible for disciples who can go up to the fourth floor of the Sutra Collection Building to choose this

Partial exercises.

Therefore, it is difficult for his opponents to guess what tricks Su Yan has to win, especially since he only learned them after the third level.

Seeing Su Yan suddenly regaining control of the situation, the discussion outside the court also became lively. Regarding the competition, Zheng Wenlong was no longer unanimously convinced that Zheng Wenlong would win.

Over at Tianxiang Peak, Zhao Yan'er was even more excited. She didn't react when Su Yan was pressed down and beaten because it didn't look good at all.

It would be nice to see a reversal now. Her eyes were shining brightly. If so many people weren't watching, she would have wanted to shout: Beat him to death! Beat him to death!

This [he] does not specifically refer to Su Yan, both parties can.

But if someone really wants to die, Zhao Yan'er still hopes that the person surnamed Zheng will die, because one can bring her fun and the other can't, it's that simple.

Although more and more people are optimistic about Su Yan, there are still many disciples who insist on the original view.

"The Taiyin method just now was very powerful. Su Yan is now using the escape method to suppress Zheng Wenlong like crazy. This seems very refreshing for a while, but can his magic power really hold up?"

"Although Zheng Wenlong has consumed a lot of energy, I think he still has some energy left. If you just wait, the offense and defense will be reversed again soon."

As if to confirm the disciple's words, Su Yan's speed quickly slowed down, and the bloody sword light in his hand dimmed, revealing the original appearance of the wooden sword.

Moreover, the scarred wooden sword suddenly shattered into flying sawdust.

There's no way, the grade is too low, it's pretty good that it's lasted until now.

Su Yan, who was frozen in the air, had multiple sword wounds and one or two black marks on his body, but it didn't look like the injuries were serious, mostly minor injuries.

While he drank a whole bottle of elixir in one breath, he watched the opponent's movements, which made people outside the court look at each other in shock.

Even if it is a low-level elixir, there is no such method of infusion, right?

Although death due to body explosion is unlikely, it is no joke to have Dan Qi reverse and damage meridians and even Dantian.

Zheng Wenlong, who was on the opposite side, did not take this opportunity to sneak attack Su Yan. He also took out some elixirs he refined to replenish his mana.

"Yes, you are stronger than I thought, but you have no chance." Zheng Wenlong spoke while stopping the bleeding from the wound on his left shoulder.

Su Yan was suffering from the turbulent elixir power in his body, and was about to rush forward and continue to suppress his opponent, when his face suddenly changed slightly.

Because he saw Zheng Wenlong taking out a black crystal from his sleeve in an upright manner.

People on the sidelines also looked puzzled. What is this? A magic weapon? A magic weapon?

Is there something wrong with this guy's head? You will be judged as a loser in the quiz if you use these external possessions, let alone if you take them out openly.

The invigilator also frowned, but he didn't immediately declare failure because he hadn't used it yet, and it might just be a feint.

Zheng Wenlong showed a cruel smile, "I lost, congratulations on your advancement."

Just listen to a snap~ the crystal was crushed into pieces, and in an instant, a thick black mist filled the entire Guihao venue!

Due to the barriers of formation flags and formation disks, these strange black mist did not rush out of the venue directly, but they completely covered the entire venue, blocking everyone's sight.

What’s even more frightening is that it also blocks the exploration of spiritual consciousness!

The invigilator's expression changed greatly, because even his spiritual consciousness would dissipate within a few steps of extending into the mist. Now he could not capture the traces of the two people present, let alone know their specific battle situation.

"In the Renhao venue, Zheng Wenlong was directly awarded the loss, and Su Yan of the same lineage of Tianyi won~!"

"The two of them left the venue immediately!"

The huge sound was transmitted into the mist, as quietly as a mud cow entering the sea. The invigilator had no idea whether the people inside heard it.

He was anxious and immediately looked at Master Xingming, "Master, I will go in first to check the situation. Please stay here to prevent other incidents."

Xing Ming looked very calm and just nodded, signaling the deacon to feel at ease.

This is normal. How can you call the leader on when something goes wrong?

"Hey! What's going on? Is this Zheng crazy?" The Tianji Peak disciple who was still praising Zheng Wenlong before now has a look of complete disbelief.

What benefit does it bring to him if he uses this one-time consumption of magic weapon in the quiz and is directly judged as a loser?

Others had similar reactions, and the crowd outside the stadium became noisy for a while, with voices of confusion rising one after another.

The invigilators at other venues noticed the changes at the Guihao venue and were hesitating whether to interrupt the quiz.

However, seeing the calm demeanor of Master Xing Ming, they did not dare to make any independent claims, but sent messages one after another to ask for his opinion.

Xing Mingzhen just responded calmly: "It's a small matter, I'm just watching. The quiz continues."

This response is not a private response through sound transmission, but directly heard by everyone on the entire performance stage.

Everyone felt relieved after hearing this. With a real person here, I understand that the boy named Zheng can't cause any trouble.

Others shook their heads and laughed: "Guess what punishment this guy will receive? Master Xing Ming has always been known to distinguish between public and private matters and never shows mercy."

"I can see the next trip to Jiuyou Dungeon. That ghost place is really not for humans. Anyway, he will suffer." The disciple who responded sounded a little gloating.

"Will something happen to Su Yan? Zheng Wenlong probably used this kind of thing for a sneak attack."

"The real person is watching. The mere fog shouldn't be able to block his discernment. He won't let anything happen to Su Yan."

"By the way, is there any grudge between the two of them? I've never heard of it."

"I know, I know!" A female disciple from Tianliang Peak raised her hands excitedly, "We have a disciple here named Zheng Wenjun. He was beaten violently by Su Yan four years ago. This Zheng Wenlong is his cousin, maybe

I want to help my cousin get revenge."
Chapter completed!