Ningxia shot out another Qi sword, breaking away Jun Xiangyu's Qi sword.

And the Qi sword that shot into Jun Xiangyu's eyebrows was also shattered by Jun Xiangyu.

Neither of them made any moves, and Jun Xiangyu said in a deep voice, "I lost."

"That's a loss."

"Why did you lose?"

"I haven't fought yet, it's too unsatisfactory."

"Ningxia is mighty and might the demon clown be able to fight?"

The atmosphere off the stage is much hotter than on the stage.

"Take it."

Ningxia bowed his hand and his impression of Jun Xiangyu was surprisingly indestructible.

Apart from being arrogant, this guy is really a honest monster.

"Young Master, your spiritual power is obviously stronger, why did you admit defeat?"

The spiritual consciousness was spread from Mengchangshan, and he was very dissatisfied.

Jun Xiangyu ignored it.

Of course he knew that his spiritual power was stronger, but he compared himself with Ningxia with fellow practitioners "Lingxu Finger", and then used Lingxu Finger to attack.

With only the Lingxu finger, Ningxia's speed of hitting the sword energy was so fast that Jun Xiangyu was desperate. In this case, the outcome was no longer determined by the strong spiritual power.

The opponent's sword energy is faster, which means that the attack methods are more diverse, and Jun Xiangyu can only be exhausted to deal with it.

Instead of running around and holding on until the end, it is better to admit defeat quickly.

"The third level is to take the test of teaching spiritual consciousness, right? For fairness, I will teach Ningxia. I wish you the test of teaching my son."

Mengchangshan shouted loudly.

This time he learned the truth and took the initiative first.

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Mengchangshan sneered, "I wish you, as long as you are fair, I have no objection."

Zhu Shuliu nodded at Huang Youya, Huang Youya released his spiritual consciousness, and an invisible spiritual consciousness wall appeared in front of Ningxia and Jun Xiangyu.

This wall of spiritual consciousness is invisible to the naked eye, but spiritual consciousness can be checked.

"It can be strengthened."

Huang Youya stared at Mengchangshan Road.

Meng Changshan sneered, "Is this intensity tickling?"

Huang Youya changed color and looked at Zhu Shuliu.

The spiritual consciousness wall created by Huang Youya is actually a spiritual consciousness channel.

This kind of spiritual consciousness channel has an isolated effect. As long as the spiritual consciousness released by any party is greater than the strength of this spiritual consciousness wall, the spiritual consciousness wall will collapse.

In order to gain the advantage of their own people, Zhu Shuliu and Mengchangshan released their spiritual consciousness in the battle will only be the extreme value within the allowable range of the spiritual consciousness wall.

To put it bluntly, it is the strength of the wall of spiritual consciousness, and finally the strength that Ningxia and Jun Xiangyu have to face.

Zhu Shuliu was not familiar with Ningxia and could not touch his bottom at all. Huang Youya looked at him, and he could not make random decisions, but could only look at Ningxia.

Ningxia said, "The master follows the guests' will."

"This kid."

Huang Youya snorted lightly and then strengthened the wall of spiritual consciousness.

"Two people let go of the sea of ​​consciousness."

Mengchangshan shouted.

Ningxia and Jun Xiangyu sat cross-legged almost at the same time.

After brushing, two spiritual consciousnesses passed through the spiritual consciousness wall almost at the same time and poured into Ningxia and Jun Xiangyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The surging spiritual consciousness hit, Ningxia's forehead sank, and a powerful will almost instantly snatched away his consciousness.

He brushed his forehead with cold sweat, gritted his teeth and stood firmly on the spiritual platform.

On and off the stage, there was a boiling moment.

"Oh my God, I can resist this. I can catch such a strong spiritual oppression."

"Look, Ningxia is more calmer than Jun Xiangyu."

"It seems that the intensity is going to be increased again."

Guo Boyue murmured, "But sister Qing, I believe in your eyes now. Ningxia is really a demon among the monsters. I really don't know how he condensed his spiritual sense to such strength. I dare say that many of the spiritual senses in charge cannot withstand this kind of oppression."

The beautiful and beautiful man stared at the scene coldly without talking to each other.

"It seems that the intensity needs to be increased."

Huang Youya said loudly, his eyes could not hide his excitement.

Ningxia's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ningxia suddenly let out a shrill scream and fell down.

Almost at the same time, Mengchangshan also screamed, and blood was bleed from his mouth, and fell to the spot.

In an instant, there was a mess on the stage, and both sides were snatching people.

Zhu Shuliu hugged Ningxia. After a while of investigation, he said with lingering fear, "The spiritual consciousness has declined and he is seriously injured."

"Dog?, plotting, this is plotting. Old Man Meng must have used evil methods, and maybe burned the spiritual consciousness that invaded Ningxia's sea of ​​consciousness to hurt people."

Huang Youya roared sternly, with a ferocious expression, "Prince Palace, why not..."

"shut up."

Zhu Shuliu shouted loudly, "Jun Xiangyu quickly took the old demon Meng away."

Zhu Shuliu also wanted to leave Mengchangshan and others behind, but it was related to the war between the Wu Kingdom and the Red Flame Demon Realm, which had a lot to do with it.

He could not have ruined the overall situation for a moment of indifference.

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In Cuihua Hall, silver candles shine high.

More than thirty senior officials of the Shenyi Academy sat around the oval jade conference table.

Gong Chang Zhu Shuliu said, "Today's meeting is mainly to discuss some things in Ningxia, but it is not a big deal. If you are very busy, you can do it yourself. There is no need to waste your precious time here..."

Zhu Shuliu has been the palace chief of the Shenyi Academy for many years and has never used such an opening remark. This is equivalent to the person who was rushing to the meeting in disguise to leave.

In fact, he did not want to hold the meeting.

However, the directors of several departments were quarreling, so he had to hold a meeting. However, he did not expect that in the end, more than five departments were directors of the department to teach, and the leaders who were famous in the Shenyi Academy were basically present.

Five or six people were having a meeting, and he probably had to argue for a long time. Now there are more than thirty gatherings, and he is so angry that he thinks about it.

After the opening remarks were finished, everyone's butts seemed to be nailed to a chair, making it difficult to move at all.

"Since I don't leave, I will talk about it first. Ningxia is my puppet-type person. If anyone dares to poach people, I will dig up all my puppet-type persons. My puppet-type person will be closed!"

Mo Wenwei, the director of the puppet department, is a shabby old man. He rarely shows his opinion, and it is even harder to get angry. Now he has made such a fireworks in public, but no one expresses his surprise.

Originally, this meeting was caused by the fact that after the competition between Ningxia and Jun Xiangyu, directors of several major departments took the coach to find Gong Changzhu Shun and talked.

It is clear that Ningxia’s battle is shocking, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

If Ningxia were divided into medicine, talisman system, and even military system, it would not cause such a big disturbance.

Who said that Ningxia was divided into the weakest department in Puppet, the entire academic palace? There were only a few department chairs who took the lead and became sensible.

When he received the news, Mo Wenwei was in seclusion and researching. He became popular at that time. He threw a puppet tiger and rushed here.

On the spot, he ran into Cao Xinghai, the head of the Beast Control Department, who was telling Zhu Shuliu that he had been immersed in the Beast Control Department for many years and really needed a genius to carry a tripod and cleanse up the unhealthy trend that the Beast Control Department had not been lifted for many years.

If Zhu Shuliu hadn't stopped him, Mo Wenwei would have taken action on the spot.

"Old Mo, you can't say that. It's really useless to put such a good seedling in Ningxia in your puppet system. We don't want to steal people. We really don't want to see the pearls covered with dust and cherish talents for the country."

Shen Dahua, director of the Medicine Department, said with a sad face.

As soon as he spoke, several other department heads spoke one after another, saying that it was just for the sake of Ningxia's good Chen Ci.

Mo Wenwei said angrily, "You didn't accept this one, and you didn't want that one, so you drove Ningxia to my puppet. Now that I've seen that I'm going to take it away, I'll just say something. You guys are shameless. Zhu Gongzhu, I won't say anything anymore. You can just wait and see."

Zhu Shuliu said, "Director Mo said, even if the pearl of Ningxia is blind, you still have to be blind in the puppet system. The rules cannot be changed! Moreover, I believe that Director Mo's strength will definitely make the pearl of Ningxia shine brightly."

As he said this from his mouth, Zhu Shuliu was bleeding in his heart.

The puppet system in Shenyi Academy has been in a state of slump. It has been hundreds of years. Now, the entire puppet system includes only twenty or thirty students including junior high school and high school students.

It is most likely that Ningxia will be delayed when it comes to the puppet system.

But there is no way. Now that the trouble is so good, his bowl of water will be a big storm.

He could only find a way to make Huang Youya say a few more words in private, and in the future, he would try to be able to be in the classroom and in the puppet-like situation.

Zhu Shuliu determined where Ningxia was going, and no one left the crowd.

Now, he was really confused.

"President Gong, is it time to decide on Ningxia's guidance coaching?"
Chapter completed!