Chapter 2223: Shocking the Whole Audience

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All 32 students of Honghu Academy stood on the training ground.

Meng Zhiqiu stood at the front of the crowd with pride, dozens of meters away from Bai Chen, confronting each other.

As the first student in the academy who dared to challenge the teacher, and the heir of one of the four major king forces in the Central Region Continent, his battle was bound to cause a big disturbance.

The scene was suppressed for a while, and the sky was inexplicably gloomy.

Yin Qingyan and Liu Rufeng looked at the direction of the training ground in surprise, wondering what kind of amazing teaching Mr. Jiang was going to do.

"Do you think Mr. Jiang can win?"

Hua Siqiong scratched his head stupidly.

"He won't win! Do you think Nanyue Sect is an ordinary Jianghu force?" When Bei Mubo mentioned the word Nanyue, he obviously showed deep respect.

"But... he is our teacher after all. Teachers must be unfathomable!"

Hearing Hua Siqiong's words, Bei Mubo immediately sneered: "You country bumpkin, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Let me tell you this, if Jiang Xiaobai can beat Brother Meng today, I will wash my hair upside down here!"

"Don't talk too early, the teachers of our Honghu Academy are not as weak as you think."

A gentle female voice suddenly sounded from the back.

Everyone looked back and immediately blushed.

"Mr. Yin, Mr. Liu."

The students responded respectfully.

In their eyes, Bai Chen was just a knight-errant without any roots, but the Yin and Liu families were famous wealthy families in Xuanzhou. Not only were they financially strong, but the Luocaotang and Wanjianmen behind them were also powerful sects that had been passed down for thousands of years, second only to the Shenfeng Pavilion.

So for these two gentlemen, except Meng Zhiqiu who had the qualifications to look down on them, no one else in the academy dared to show disrespect to them.

Originally, the Divine Wind Pavilion was as famous as Nanyue, but Shen Zheyao lived in the Divine Wind Pavilion with less dignity than a dog.

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The surging energy stirred up the dark clouds in the sky. In this dark and gloomy weather, Meng Zhiqiu's spiritual power was like the holy light that tore through the darkness, shining between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Bai Chen's spiritual power fluctuations of the Three-Star Universe Realm had also spread. Although it was extremely terrifying in the eyes of these students, it was still obviously weaker than Meng Zhiqiu.

Meng Zhiqiu clenched the sword at his waist, pulled it out, and then raised his cold eyes: "Mr. Jiang, let me see your self-created spiritual skills!"

Hearing this, Bai Chen smiled silently, and with a handprint, a willow branch flew directly from a distance, and was finally held in his hand, and the willow branch was stretched straight.

"What does Mr. Jiang want to do? Does he want to fight Meng Zhiqiu with a willow branch?!"

Gongsun Bai hid behind Hua Siqiong and was very shocked.

Compared to the surprise of the crowd, Meng Zhiqiu was even more furious at this moment.

Willow branch...

Who are you looking down on? !

Suddenly, Bai Chen held the willow branch in his hand, stepped on the air with his feet, and his body suddenly flew into the air. Under everyone's gaze, his body quickly spun, and the gorgeous airflow began to swirl with his body.

"This move...?!"

Meng Zhiqiu gradually frowned.

He didn't recognize the starting move of Bai Chen's move at all.

With his knowledge, he didn't recognize it!

Could it really be Mr. Jiang's self-created spiritual skill?

But this energy of heaven and earth...

He raised his head with a solemn face, and saw that Bai Chen at this moment was like a huge vortex, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth around him. The moment the storm formed around him, a vast and boundless energy fluctuation instantly jumped thousands of miles!

Yin Qingyan and Liu Rufeng looked at each other at the same time, and both of them showed a deep horror in their eyes.

Shen Zheyao and Nan Yue'er also clenched their hands, obviously not expecting that the master's self-created spiritual skills could be so powerful.

"The first move of Fulong Sword Art - Tornado Rain Strike!"

With Bai Chen's sharp shout, he swung the willow branch in his hand forward, and the hurricane around him instantly flashed a dazzling purple lightning, and rushed towards Meng Zhiqiu with the force of thunder.

"Sure enough... Awesome!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhiqiu finally admitted Bai Chen's comprehension in person. At least if he was asked to create a spiritual skill, he would definitely not be able to create such a powerful spiritual skill!

However, this could only make him admire it. After all, compared with the spiritual skills created by their ancestors of the Nanyue Sect, this Tornado Rain Strike was still a little dwarfed.

Facing the lightning storm, Meng Zhiqiu's eyes condensed, and suddenly he held the sword in front of him, clenched his hands, and slashed down fiercely.

At this moment, behind him, a huge sword shadow taller than the academy pavilion appeared immediately, with a terrifying gust of wind, directly splitting the lightning storm in front of him in the middle in an instant.

Swinging the long sword casually, Meng Zhiqiu was about to look up to admire, but when he saw the bright golden stars in the sky, his face suddenly froze.

At this time, between the thick clouds in the sky like ink paintings, golden starlight was flying, like stars all over the sky, but it made people feel within reach.

The condensation of infinite starlight made the sky bright again, even a little dazzling.

The students were so shocked by this strange phenomenon that they retreated back one after another, and their horrified eyes were all gathered on Bai Chen.

"The third move of Fulong Sword Art - Cold Star Shadowless Slash!"

The faint blue figure in the sky suddenly moved his handprint, and the infinite starlight gathered together, and finally turned into an invisible stream of air, like a sharp and invisible holy sword, directly cutting through the sky and rushing towards Meng Zhiqiu.

Seeing this, Meng Zhiqiu's face changed drastically, and as his handprints flew, blue, yellow, red, and green airflows began to swirl around him.

Seeing this, Shen Zheyao couldn't help but secretly marvel that Mr. Jiang actually forced him to use the Meteor Sword Formation!

"Meteor Sword Formation!"

As expected, Meng Zhiqiu suddenly stabbed the long sword in his hand into the ground, and a few bangs of dust flew up, and four different colors of sword shadows appeared directly in the four directions of his east, west, south, and north.

Among the four sword shadows, Meng Zhiqiu moved his handprint again, and a water-like ripple rushed forward, and in an instant it collided fiercely with the invisible sword of Fulong Sword Art.

Boom!

A vast and boundless energy shock wave rushed straight to the sky with the smallest range.

In an instant, the dark clouds dispersed, and the whole sky became bright.

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Bai Chen nodded suddenly when he saw Meng Zhiqiu's meteor sword formation.

As expected of the first freshman of this year, he did not expect it in vain.

However, if he wanted to absorb this kid into the Chenyao Sword Sect, he had to suppress his spirit appropriately.

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"The fourth move of the Fulong Sword Art - Kanglong Wuhui."

Bai Chen's clear voice once again rolled up from the sky like thunder.

"There are more moves?!"

Meng Zhiqiu held his still trembling palm and looked at the floating figure in the sky. His eyes were finally filled with endless shock.