Chapter 14 The powerful Xiao Yun!
The next day, the inner courtyard selection competition officially began!
As a major event of Canaan College, the so-called inner courtyard selection competition naturally attracted a lot of attention. Moreover, in the inner courtyard selection competition, the celebrities in the outer courtyard would all show up and participate. This was undoubtedly a great attraction for the male and female students who regarded these people as their idols and objects of admiration.
Therefore, even though Canaan College had been prepared and provided the largest square in the college as the venue, it was still crowded with enthusiastic students. Countless Canaan students squeezed their heads and rushed into the seats in the square frantically. Looking around, all they saw were black pressures of people and loud noises that reached the sky.
This huge square is circular in shape. There are four huge light screens above the center of the square, facing the surroundings, which can show the battle in the field at the first time.
The stone platform stairs continue to spread upwards, just like a huge gladiatorial arena. Even if the students sit on the farthest stone steps, they can clearly see the situation in the center of the square.
Four arenas have been built in the square.
According to the number of participants, they are divided into four groups: A, B, C, and D. The participating students in each group fight on the corresponding arena.
Xiao Yun, who came to the square early with Elder Huo, was supporting his head with his palm and watching the fight on the arena boredly.
There are a total of 300 participants, most of whom are below the level of Grand Fighter, and only less than 20 are above the level of Grand Fighter.
The trials are an elimination match before the big competition. Generally speaking, Canaan Academy will not let two students at the Grand Master level meet each other too early, but will try to stagger them to ensure that they can pass the trials smoothly.
Therefore, in Xiao Yun's opinion, there is no one worth his attention among today's opponents. They are all players at the Grand Master level, and there is no challenge at all.
"Xuanjie Class 4, Xiao Yun, vs. Xuanjie Class 1, serious!"
Xiao Yun watched for an unknown period of time, and he almost fell asleep. Finally, he waited for the referee to call him to the stage.
As the voice from the referee's seat fell, the noisy square suddenly became much quieter, and countless eyes all looked at the seats where Xuanjie Class 4 was.
In the past two years, the name Xiao Yun has been firmly remembered by the students and even the instructors of Canaan Academy.
After all, he entered Canaan Academy at the age of seven and became a disciple of Elder Huo. In less than a year, he broke through to the level of a fighter and went to Heping Town to join the law enforcement team. During his time in the law enforcement team, he killed many powerful fighters. It is hard for such a monster not to be remembered. What
's more terrifying is that Xiao Yun is not even ten years old this year! He is already a third-grade pharmacist, and his future achievements are immeasurable.
So, when they heard the name Xiao Yun, they all looked at the Xuanjie Class 4, wanting to see Xiao Yun's style.
But they were destined to be disappointed, because Xiao Yun did not follow the team of his class at all, but ran to the seat of the academy leader.
Facing the countless glances, Xu Ning couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. He clenched his hands, looked around, and cursed in his heart:
"Why are you all looking at me? Xiao Yun, that stinky boy, is not here."
"Swish!"
Just as Xu Ning and the others were looking for Xiao Yun, he stood up from the elders' seat leisurely and landed on the stage.
"Is this Xiao Yun? He's so young? Isn't he a freshman like me?" In the stands, many freshmen looked puzzled. They didn't know the real situation of Xiao Yun and thought that Xiao Yun was just a freshman who was just joining in the fun.
"What do you know? Junior Xiao Yun is the pride of our external school. I don't know how many people regard him as their idol. With his current strength, even most of the instructors in the school can't beat him." Hearing the freshmen questioning Xiao Yun, many seniors glared at each other, especially the female students, who would not allow anyone to slander their brother Xiao Yun.
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Ignoring the cheers around him, Xiao Yun quietly looked at the young man who walked up from the other side of the ring.
"Hello, junior Xiao Yun, although there is a big gap between us, I still want to fight with all my strength. Please go all out and let me see the gap between us!"
As soon as Yan Li stepped onto the ring, he issued a challenge to Xiao Yun. The look of fearlessness on his face made the referee a little excited.
"Well, that's all. I'll satisfy you."
Hearing this, Xiao Yun also took out the Red Blood Spear from the ring, turned the spear with both hands, and did a few gun flowers. Originally, he just wanted to play with him. Since he asked so, let's make a quick decision.
"Are you ready? The game begins!"
With the referee's order, Xiao Yun's figure turned into a stream of fiery red light, and in an instant, it crossed most of the ring, like lightning, until it came in front of Yan Li.
"Bang."
The spear swept across, and the fiery red fighting spirit attached to the spear, condensing into a fire dragon. The dragon swung its tail and swept Yan Li off the ring.
Holding the spear and turning around, a fire dragon came out from the spear head, and finally turned into a little flame and dissipated in the air.
"Thank you, senior!" Looking at Yan Li who was sitting on the ground and had not yet recovered, Xiao Yun clasped his fists and smiled.
"The competition is over, Xuanjie Class 4, Xiao Yun wins!"
It was not until Xiao Yun walked off the stage that the referee came to his senses and quickly announced the result of the competition. The audience around him also burst into even louder cheers to celebrate Xiao Yun's victory.
"You are really strong, brat. I remember Yan Li was an eight-star fighter. He was considered average among all the contestants, but you defeated
him with just one shot. It seems that you have to win the first place in this inner court selection." Sitting in the seat of Xuanjie Class 4, Xu Ning laughed and patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder, very satisfied with his performance just now.
"I just took advantage of my speed, not as exaggerated as you said." Xiao Yun responded modestly and sat in the seat next to Xu Ning.
"Okay, you are good in everything except being too modest. You don't have any edge at all. I looked at your match schedule and you don't have anything to do today. Go back and have a good rest. In the next two days, I estimate that your opponents will be at the level of great fighters. Don't let yourself get into trouble. It's not easy to enter the inner courtyard." Xu Ning waved his hand and told Xiao Yun to go back and prepare for the battle the day after tomorrow.
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The next day, the second day of the inner courtyard selection.
In yesterday's trials, half of the three hundred contestants had been eliminated, and the remaining one hundred and fifty would have to compete to determine the top fifty.
Because only the top fifty were eligible to enter the inner courtyard.
The square was still crowded with people, and Xiao Yun's arrival caused the crowd to cheer.
After yesterday's one-move-in-one battle, almost everyone in the outer courtyard now knows how powerful Xiao Yun is. Many students at the Grand Fighter level regard Xiao Yun as their strongest competitor and hope that they will not meet Xiao Yun too early.
When a middle-aged referee slowly walked onto the square, a deafening cheer suddenly broke out from the stands.
The cheers gradually died down as the referee pressed his hand down. The middle-aged referee looked around and saw that the crowd had finally quieted down. He said, "Students, after yesterday's selection and elimination, there were only 150 contestants left out of the original 300. At this rate, we should be able to decide the 50 places eligible to enter the inner courtyard today."
"Okay, the selection time is up. From now on, all contestants whose names are called, please come on stage as soon as possible. Once you exceed the specified time, you will be treated as having waived your rights." After
the middle-aged referee finished explaining the rules of the selection, he slowly retreated to the referee's seat. At the same time, two names were called out from the referee's seat.
"Xuanjie Class 4, Xiao Yun!"
"Xuanjie Class 1, Fang Wen!"
A frustrated curse came from the seats of Xuanjie Class 1 in the stands around the square.
"Damn it, why are we facing Xiao Yun again? Is he targeting our Xuanjie Class 1?" The instructor of Xuanjie Class 1 looked unhappy. Among the 300 contestants, the contestants in his class met Xiao Yun twice. This luck is really unmatched.
"Fang Wen, it's okay. If you can't beat him, try to save your fighting spirit. You can still fight your way out of the loser group later."
Looking at Fang Wen who looked grim, the instructor comforted him. Fang Wen was one of the only three great fighters in his class. Even if he lost to Xiao Yun, as long as he didn't consume too much fighting spirit, he still had a great hope of entering the top 50.
"Teacher, I understand. If I can't beat him, I will just admit defeat." Fang Wen stood up, flashed down from the stands, and then landed steadily on the ring. After
Fang Wen entered the venue, a moment later, a fiery red figure instantly crossed the air in the square, and finally lightly touched the pillars around the square with his toes, and his body flew into the air and landed leisurely on the ring.
After this fiery red figure appeared, the surrounding stands immediately erupted with tsunamis of cheering. Although Fang Wen is also a great fighter, most people are more optimistic about Xiao Yun.
"Xiao Yun, can we just compete with one move?"
"Huh?" Xiao Yun looked puzzled and looked at the young man opposite in confusion.
"Although you are very powerful, it will be difficult for you to defeat me. I don't want to run out of energy because of fighting you, and end up not even being able to make it out of the loser group."
"So I think we should decide the outcome with one move, so that we can both save our energy. What do you think of my suggestion?" Fang Wen blushed. Although he felt that his suggestion was a little unfair to Xiao Yun, he still said it in order to enter the inner courtyard.
"Okay, I also want to save time." Xiao Yun nodded. Even if it was just one move, he was confident that he could defeat Fang Wen.
After seeing the contestants ready, a middle-aged man on the referee's bench waved his hand and said loudly: "The competition begins!"
Hearing the referee's words, Xiao Yun looked up at Fang Wen across from him. The ring on his finger flashed, and a spear flashed out. He was tightly held in his palm and pointed diagonally at the ground. The fiery red fighting spirit slowly rose from his body, and finally wrapped Xiao Yun's entire body in it, forming a set of fighting spirit armor, and a strong breath spread out.
"Senior Fang Wen, please."
Looking at the fully armed Xiao Yun across from him, feeling the strong breath in his body, Fang Wen was shocked, and felt that Xiao Yun in front of him was invincible.
"Xiao Yun's talent is really outstanding. He is a dozen years younger than me, but his cultivation is far superior to mine." Fang Wen said with a wry smile, "But even so, standing on this stage, I will not admit defeat!"
A breath weaker than Xiao Yun's burst out from Fang Wen's body, and the green fighting spirit covered his whole body, and finally formed a set of fighting spirit armor to wrap Fang Wen.
The two people on the field were now isolated from the outside world. The fighting spirit in their bodies was surging, brewing their strongest attacks.
"Black Dragon Turning Wood!" Among the two, Fang Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the fighting spirit in his body was boiling, forming a green wooden dragon on his body, and swooped towards Xiao Yun.
"It's actually a Xuanjie intermediate fighting skill, Xuanlong Turning Wood. Didn't I tell this brat to save his fighting spirit? But he used his strongest trump card right away." The Xuanjie class instructor who was watching the two people's competition outside the arena didn't know about the conversation between Xiao Yun and the other person. He just thought that Fang Wen was just being aggressive and reckless.
"Wood escape? It's quite tiring." A faint voice rang out from the ring. Xiao Yun held the spear tightly in his hand, and the deep red fighting spirit broke out of his body and filled Xiao Yun. In the eyes of the audience in the stands, Xiao Yun on the field was like a fire god of war.
"Red Fire Palm!" All the fighting spirit in his body gathered in his hands, then passed through the gun body and flowed into the gun head. Xiao Yun swung the long gun in his hand fiercely, and a giant flaming palm as high as three stories emerged and flew towards the wooden dragon.
The collision between the giant palm and the wooden dragon shook out circles of energy in the air, spreading to the surroundings. The wooden dragon was like a small loach, caught by the giant palm and then directly crushed. After crushing the wooden dragon, its power did not decrease, and it continued to move towards Fang Wen.
Bang!
Fang Wen only felt that the fighting spirit armor on his body was like paper, and was easily blown away by the giant palm.
At the same time, part of the fire energy exploded in front of Fang Wen, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
"Fortunately, he held back, otherwise I might have died."
As his body fell off the stage, Fang Wen breathed a sigh of relief. When he faced the giant palm of fire, he really thought he was going to die. Now, although the injuries looked serious, they were actually superficial injuries caused by the explosion. Most of the power of the giant palm dissipated after destroying the fighting spirit armor on the surface of the body.
The next second, the middle-aged man on the referee's seat flashed beside Fang Wen, checked his physical condition, and found that he was not seriously injured. He looked at Xiao Yun in surprise.
"You have such strong control that you didn't hurt his vital parts even at such a close distance. You win this competition."
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