Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 600 Claws
The practitioner who hit the outer formation of the battle platform slid down in the air softly, looking at the practitioner who fell in a pool of blood, no one went up to rescue him immediately, and the examiner stood aside and counted seconds instead.

After three breaths, the cultivator remained motionless, confirming that the person showed no signs of standing up again, and the ending bell sounded from the high platform.

"The game is over!" The examiner announced loudly.

Now that the opponent was seriously injured and fell to the ground, the only practitioner who was still standing on the field naturally became the winner.

A medical officer carried a stretcher onto the battle platform, and the practitioner who was seriously injured and bleeding was quickly carried off, and a special medical shed would be in charge of treatment.While waiting, the servants of Jixia Academy came to the stage with buckets and skillfully wiped away the blood on the stage.

So skillful, it's creepy.

Even through the thick formation, there is still a strong smell of blood in the air.

It made the practitioners waiting under the stage look extremely pale.

"The first scene was so tragic." Jiang Yuanyuan frowned on the high platform, "I remember that we didn't have such a terrible amount of bleeding back then."

It is not uncommon to see blood in a battle between practitioners, but it would be unlucky to have such blood spilling half of the sky at the beginning.

"That's because of our class," Ji Jiashu said lightly, "more people are good at killing without blood."

Jiang Yuan shivered for life.

"Can you stop being so scary?"

Ji Jiashu glanced at him, "I just told the truth."

Just because he knew what he said was the truth, Jiang Yuanyuan felt a real chill on his back.

A real master practitioner can kill without blood.

A heavenly cultivator, even just looking at it, can break the veins of an ordinary practitioner.

"How about the practitioner who was carried down just now?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked quietly.

"Three ribs and seven tendons were broken," Ji Jiashu said calmly, "but life should be safe."

Practitioners don't die so easily.

"That's okay," Jiang Yuanyuan took a deep breath, "I'm afraid there will be more tragic ones in the future."

"Anyway, this end has already been opened." He looked at the high platform where the players in the second round had already entered the stage. "Even if someone really died, this war will still continue."

After all, this is the elementary ceremony.

And just as Jiang Yuanyuan said these words, the bell on the battle stage was rung again.

As Jiang Yuanyuan said, no matter how fierce the previous battle was, this cruel trial will continue like rolling waves.

Because of the large number of people in the first round and the second round, the time is tight, and the pace of the battle is extremely fast.

In order not to let their fate be determined by lottery in the end, each cultivator uses extremely heavy strikes, and the strike is a killer move.I just want to display what I have learned all my life and kill the opponent in the shortest time.

The onlookers were startled from the beginning, and no one screamed when they saw the blood.And in the box where the aristocratic family was located, most of the nobles were also very quiet, because most of the famous and respected aristocratic families were in the first round of byes, and this round only had to watch the excitement.

But not all the family members were so lucky. When the first round of the match reached No. 30, the man's name was finally called.

But before the man was called, the examiner first called a person's name, which aroused the excitement of the crowd.

"Nanchu, Hong Beidou!"

Hearing this name, Ying Baoyue looked up.Because not only were the people excited, but it was also a name she knew.

Although she has never seen a real person.

The boy who was called out by the examiner by name and walked out of the crowd was tall and rough, with a haughty expression, looking like a proud calf.

Ying Baoyue knew his name because he was also a famous disciple of Jixia Academy.After she joined the Water Academy, Xu Yishan had popularized science with her about other top-ranked disciples in the Fourth Palace, and this Hong Beidou, whose name was very aggressive and impressive, was one of them.

And judging by his figure and style, it is not difficult to guess which courtyard this is.

"Hong Beidou, Thunder Academy of Jixia Academy, ask you for advice!"

The boy as strong as a hill jumped onto the battle platform with a bang, and even the high platform made of historical stones seemed to tremble three times.

"I didn't expect it to be this... Speaking of which, he has no bye..."

"In the first round, I actually ran into the second in command of Thunder Academy. I want to see which practitioner is so unlucky..."

"After Wu Lifu was injured at the Banquet under Jixia, this man is firmly in the top spot in Lei Yuan..."

Wu Lifu.

Hearing this name, Ying Baoyue's ears moved.

Wu Lifu was exactly the disciple of Lei Yuan who had appeared at the Banquet of Ji Xia before losing to Wang Liangcai, a disciple of Fire Yuan.Although she was defeated, the boy's Lei Fa sword left a deep impression on her.

Wu Lifu was ranked third in Leiyuan, and this Hong Beidou was ranked second. It can be seen that this young man is not only domineering in name, but also has enough strength to be so arrogant.

Unlike Wu Lifu, who was born in the Northern Wei Dynasty, this Hong Beidou was an out-and-out Southern Chu native, and it was not easy to cultivate such a strong appearance with the Southern Chu native's physical condition.

Looking at the very weighty young man on the high platform, the other practitioners in the audience shrank their necks.

No one wants to be drawn to play against him.

The thunder method was violent, and Hong Beidou's physical strength was extremely high. After this fight, he was really either killed or injured, and a few lives were not enough.

However, when people were still guessing which practitioner was so unlucky, the name reported by the examiner made people suddenly turn to sympathize with Hong Beidou.

"The opponent is, Northern Wei Dynasty, He Lancheng!"

Seeing the calm-looking young man walking out of the crowd, everyone gasped in unison.

"By the way, I almost forgot that he didn't have a bye!" Jiang Yuanyuan slapped his thigh on the high platform, "These two people are too unlucky, right?"

These two people come out alone, and both have the strength to participate in the middle-level ceremony.But when they met in the first round, the two had to fight to the death.

After all, whoever loses will lose the opportunity to participate in the middle-level ceremony.

But who will win?

Seeing He Lancheng walk out of the crowd, the haughty Hong Beidou on the high platform froze for a moment, and the onlookers also talked about it.

"This... which one is stronger?"

"Who knows? They're all at the sixth level, and they're all Thunderbolts..."

"I've seen Hong Beidou's Thunder Sword before, but I've never seen Mr. Helan's sword..."

"After all, Mr. Helan is from Beihan Pavilion..."

Regarding who is stronger and who is weaker between Hong Beidou and He Lancheng, because the realm of these two people is similar to the sect, and they cannot be compared only by external conditions.

Hong Beidou is a disciple of Jixia Academy, and people in Southern Chu are very familiar with him.He Lancheng was a disciple of Beihan Pavilion as far back as the Northern Wei Dynasty. Although everyone has heard of his name, no one has seen his swordsmanship.

"Wait," Jiang Yuanyuan on the high platform reacted at this time, "The realm and genre are the same, so this is..."

Isn't it the duel between Jixia Academy and Beihan Pavilion?
(End of this chapter)