Chapter 298: First Battle

Just putting these yang spirit stones together will generate a tiny vortex of spiritual energy, hovering above it endlessly, making the entire space hot.

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand and placed it on top of the Yang Lingshi, a vortex of spiritual energy automatically penetrated into his body like a swimming snake, flowed into the meridians, and swam around his body, feeling indescribably comfortable.

Afterwards, he took out the Huangshi Seal, spun it over the dormitory, and patted it lightly.

"Buzz."

The golden palm print was submerged in the Huangshi Seal, and the latter sent out a slight wave of Qi Yun, which spread out in the air.

The Yang Lingshi on the ground seemed to be under great suction, as if it was burning, red light visible to the naked eye erupted from the Lingshi, pouring into the Huangshiyin like a flame.

Yang Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. He had been studying this ancient treasure before, and he was afraid that he would not be able to play with it. Now he finds that it is really simple, and it is much more convenient to use than Yuan Qi.

According to the records in the ancient books, all the ancient treasures need to be sacrificed for a long time before they can be used. Although the ancient treasures also need to be refined, it is much simpler.

The indoor temperature rose to an unbearable level, and Yang Qingxuan's body began to turn red.

He sat cross-legged and began to practice Liuyang Palm.

Although the techniques of the other fingers of the eight-tone string finger are also on the body, the martial arts are not so expensive, and the Liuyang Palm has only been studied eighty-nine out of ten. will be of great benefit.

On the second day, Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes from his practice, took a look at the Huangshi Seal, it was still floating in the air, and was still desperately absorbing the Yang Lingqi.

And the 50,000 Yangling stones on the ground have begun to fade, and it seems difficult to support it in the face of such a powerful consumption.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, thinking that before, the Huangshiyin was almost saturated by absorbing fifteen beads condensed with the essence of Tianhe water, which also shows how huge and terrifying the yang aura contained in the essence beads of the river that day was.

After hesitating for a moment, he left Huang Shiyin in the dormitory and went to the competition by himself.

The competition area was scattered throughout the academy, but there were hundreds of thousands of people watching around each arena, especially the competition area where the powerful players were located was full of people.

Yang Qingxuan is also the most popular player, and his competition area has long been surrounded by water.

"Yang Qingxuan is here, it's Yang Qingxuan!"

As soon as he entered the arena, some girls immediately screamed, loud applause erupted from all directions, and thousands of eyes all looked at him.

There are also many malicious people inside, and Wu Hong of Huamu is among them, with an extremely ugly face.

The referee teacher glanced at him indifferently, and said, "The next match, Yang Qingxuan will play against Liu Fugui."

Under the cheers and screams of the crowd, Yang Qingxuan slowly walked onto the ring.

He was in a very calm mood. It was the same scene a year ago. In the arena where the potential was tested, there were still cheers and screams, but at that time it was all ridicule.

Time has passed, and he is no longer the Yang Qingxuan he was back then.

A student with an ugly face came up from the other side, looking at him with despair and resentment in his eyes.

The referee teacher said: "Let's start. Killing is not allowed until one side admits defeat, but if one side is determined not to admit defeat, it's a different matter."

Yang Qingxuan put his hands behind his back, as if he didn't want to make the first move.

Liu Fugui wept bitterly, and said resentfully: "I originally wanted to move forward. If I'm lucky, I'm very likely to enter the top 100. I'm about to graduate after I hit the Qianlong list this time. How important is the honor of a hundred names to me! It allows me to rise to the top and ride the wind. But why, why is it so unlucky that I met you in the second round."

Yang Qingxuan looked at him quietly and said, "You made a mistake."

Liu Fugui was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Wrong? What do you mean?" He suddenly exclaimed with joy: "Could it be that the arrangement of the battle was wrong, and my opponent is not you?"

"No no, that's not what I said."

Yang Qingxuan shook his head, and said: "It's not your ranking in the ranking that can make you go straight up, but your own real strength. Rankings and the like are really just floating clouds. If you are obsessed with this kind of thing, then in heaven All these years of Cong Academy, you have studied in vain."

"Wow, so handsome, what he said has so much connotation!"

"Although I can't understand it, it feels very powerful."

"Yang Qingxuan, I want to marry you, and I want to give birth to monkeys for you!"

"I don't mind if you and Wu Qiyue are together, the three of us can live a happy life."

The screams and confessions of various girls sounded all around, making Yang Qingxuan's face full of black lines, and he was completely speechless.

Liu Fugui's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Perhaps what you said is reasonable, but for me who was born in poverty, the ranking in the ranking tournament is the stepping stone to enter the upper class, which is enough to save me many years of struggle."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Well, maybe you are right, but fate has arranged it this way, so what can you do? If you beat me, you can get a better ranking, but you can't do it, so in the final analysis, it is still Your strength is not enough. Weak people always like to attribute their failures to luck."

"Ah!! Don't be too arrogant! You are a newcomer!"

Liu Fugui's eyes were red, and he rushed up furiously, grabbed it with both hands, and a huge machete appeared in his hand, and slashed down on Yang Qingxuan's face.

"Boom!"

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand, and lightly clamped the machete with two fingers, a circle of energy surged with the trembling sound of "buzzing".

Liu Fugui was horrified, and he tried his best to force his hands, but he couldn't shake it a bit.

He said in despair: "How is it possible...how is it possible that the gap is so big..."

Yang Qingxuan said indifferently: "I suggest you stay in school for a few more years before graduating, to be honest."

As he said that, he flicked his two fingers lightly and hit the back of the knife.

With a "bang", the body of the knife trembled, and Liu Fugui immediately felt his hands crack, and his whole body was shaken back seven or eight steps.

Liu Fugui's face turned pale, the machete slowly dissipated in his hand, and he said dejectedly: "I admit defeat."

"Wow, so handsome!"

The screams of the girls below pierced the air, and they all ran up to the ring to hug, so frightened that Yang Qingxuan's figure flickered and turned into a streamer.

Liu Fugui left sadly alone, the loser, no one paid attention.

Wu Hong's face was also pale, and his eyes were full of fear. He got into the crowd and rushed away.

In the next few days, Yang Qingxuan would simply make an appearance, and return to the dormitory after defeating his opponent.

In a few days, the Huangshiyin absorbed all the spiritual energy of fifty thousand low-grade Yang Lingshi, and Yang Qingxuan's Liuyang Palm, also nourished by a large amount of Yang Lingqi, gradually became great.

In the past few days, Chen Zhen sent more than 30,000 Yang Lingshi, but it still couldn't fill the gap of the Huangshiyin.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help being horrified, thinking to himself that this ancient treasure is too scary, how much resources does it cost each time it is cast? Non-rich people can't afford it.

After ten days of knockout rounds, the top 100 list was finally decided, and it was announced in the sky above the academy square. Rows of names were projected on the blue sky.