But it was Xing Qian holding the spirit sword in his hand and placing it across Jian Shengnan's throat.

"I...I lost." Jian Shengnan spoke with difficulty. She felt bitter in her heart. She was also a noble person among the candidates of the Zuo Sui Academy. No one can suppress her except Pan Zhao. She grew up so old that she rarely lost. Even if she lost, it was only after a hearty battle that the other party used the strongest means to suppress him.

However, today, she failed to even use the secret technique and was suppressed by the other party. This means that the gap between her and the other party's strength has reached an extremely astonishing level. All her pride has been broken at this time. The other party has only entered the fifth level of the spiritual realm!

Jian Shengnan left the competition venue barely, and his mind was blank. This battle had a great blow to her. The people in Zuo Sui Academy also looked sad at this time. The second place on the list of students on his side was defeated by a martial artist who entered the fifth level of the Spirit Realm, and they were defeated so miserably.

Everyone remembered Zhuang Xian's previous words and was shocked. This man was stronger than Zhuang Xian, wouldn't it really be possible to defeat Pan Zhao? For Zuo Sui Academy, if Pan Zhao was defeated by Xing Qian, it would be more embarrassing than defeated by Zhuang Xian.

The feeling of relaxation just now became sank again.

Xing Qian looked towards Zuo Sui Academy and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to recover."

"No need!" Pan Zhao stood up shortly after sitting down. His face was solemn and a little tired. This thought flashed by chance: it seems that there is not much benefit to be the first in the student list. At this time, all the pressure was pressed on his shoulders.

Although Xing Qian had only entered the fifth level of the Spirit Realm, he gave him an unfathomable feeling. If he lost to this person, it would not only be the Zuo Sui Academy, but also become a shame for himself and his life.

Seeing Pan Zhao slowly walking towards him, Xing Qian said calmly: "Is it really not necessary? I don't want to bully you."

What Pan Zhao said was returned. Pan Zhao's face was slightly dark and he said, "No, I broke through just now and all the injuries in my body were eliminated. It didn't take much effort to defeat Zhuang Xian."

This is a verbal response to the other party.

However, Xing Qian did not change his expression. He just said what he was thinking, not to target Pan Zhao. Looking at the calm face, Pan Zhao frowned slightly. The other party had no intention of provoking intentionally. He just targeted him with words, but he fell into a bad position.

He shook his head and threw away these ideas. The result of the battle determines everything. The rest is not important. He stared at Xing Qian like a beast, then suddenly took action and slapped him in front of him.

Dao of light palms flew out and attacked Xing Qian with a terrible power. The opponent could easily defeat Jian Shengnan, and his strength was definitely not weak, so Pan Zhao did not dare to be careless. He took action and was a secret technique with such a powerful power.

Xing Qian's face was still calm. He waved his arm and the spiritual sword flew lightly. Everyone looked at the two people in the competition venue nervously. After Xing Qian waved the spiritual sword, they heard the whistling sound of the wind.

Saw!

A harsh sound rang out, and everyone was shocked to see that sword lights like wind flew over, accurately shattering all the light palms into the air.

Pan Zhao's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously took a step back. The other party actually captured every light palm of his. What a powerful soul consciousness it requires. Even Zhuang Xian could only wave the hammer to form a perfect defense to resolve this move. However, Xing Qian cracked it lightly.

"Use your strongest method, otherwise you will not have a chance." Xing Qian said slowly.

Pan Zhao suddenly felt angry when he heard this. A boy who entered the fifth level of the Spirit Realm had such a big tone and didn't take him seriously at all. It was really annoying.

"Okay! I want to see how you can resolve my thousands of threads!" Pan Zhao said angrily, no longer holding back, stretching out his hands, and moving his ten fingers. A string of threads that make people feel cold in their hearts emerged. This thing is sharper than a spiritual sword and extremely tough. Before, even a master like Zhuang Xian was cut out of terrible scars. Underestimating these thousands of threads, there was no good ending.

call out!

The inaudible sound of breaking through the air sounded, and dense silk threads were in Pan Zhao's hands, but they were attacking Xing Qian in an orderly manner without any sign of disorder.

The special silk thread formed by spiritual energy was cut from all directions. Xing Qian waved his sword again and used the secret technique he had before. The sword light was like a wind blade, accurately slashing on each silk thread. However, Xing Qian raised his eyebrows suddenly and found that the sword lights were cut into two pieces and then disappeared into the air. The spiritual silk thread transformed by Pan Zhao was so tough.

"Not bad!" Xing Qian praised, and a look of interest finally appeared on his face.

Everyone in Zuo Sui Academy looked at the young man in fear. Faced with such a terrible attack, he was so calm and confident. How strong is his strength?

Or is he just pretending, but he is actually exhausted? However, everyone knows that this is unlikely.

Yun Mo scrubbed his chin and whispered: "Pan Zhao, I'm afraid he's going to lose."

"What?" Hearing Yun Mo's voice, Meng Sisi and others turned to look. Before Yun Mo could speak, they were attracted by the battle in the field again.

boom!

The spiritual energy in Xing Qian's body was running wildly at an extremely fast speed, and then the spiritual sword in his hand burst out with extremely hot flames.

Swallowing!

Countless silk threads were cut, and Xing Qian moved in a nimble manner, like a bird, and he agilely avoided all the attacks. When he stopped, everyone realized that the distance between him and Pan Zhao had reached a huge height. The situation of the silk thread siege had been cracked.

Looking at the spirit sword burning with flames in Xing Qian's hand, a bad feeling arose in Pan Zhao's heart. He rushed forward suddenly, trying to re-control the silk thread to surround Xing Qian.

However, Xing Qian heard a humble shout: "Fink the sky!"

Buzz!

The fiery flames turned into sword lights and flew out, accurately slashing on the silk threads. The silk threads quickly dissipated like ice and snow encountered the fierce sun.

Pan Zhao tried his best to control the silk thread, trying to avoid the attack of the sword light, but the flame sword lights seemed to have eyes, followed the silk thread tightly, and then shattered it.

The silk thread not only broke, but also disappeared directly into the air after it broke.

Not long after, Pan Zhao was shocked to see the terrifying flame sword lights flying towards him.

"ah!"

Pan Zhao waved his hands and supported a huge protective cover to block the amazing sword lights.

However, just two sword lights fell, and the protective cover shattered. Then, the sword lights accurately slashed on Pan Zhao's body.

Puff puff puff!

Blood splattered, followed by a burnt smell. After Pan Zhao endured several sword lights, Xing Qian waved his hand and the rest of the sword lights disappeared. Pan Zhao was covered with terrible scars on his body. He looked at Xing Qian calmly, and then fell down with a plop.

"Senior Brother Pan Zhao!"

Many people exclaimed, and some women even started crying. It was so miserable that Pan Zhao was defeated without any suspense. He entered the eighth level of the Spirit Realm and was defeated by the fifth level of the Spirit Realm. For Zuo Sui Academy, this is a great shame!

A doctor flew into the competition venue and took Pan Zhao away. Many students from Zuo Sui Academy were stunned and their minds were blank.

Is the gap between the left Sui Academy and the right Sui Academy?

Everyone sat there dejectedly, feeling like a nightmare. Thinking of what they said after the first few victories, it felt so ironic. What if they win all the way, they would lose all the way! Even the battle between Pan Zhao and Zhuang Xian was actually a loss.

Zuo Sui Academy lost too much.

"Haha! What a genius, just a native chicken and a tile dog!" Guan Yue said loudly from the Yousui Academy, making many students in the Zuosui Academy look extremely ugly, but no one dared to refute it. The facts are there, the Zuosui Academy is indeed too far apart.

A teacher from the Yousui Academy laughed a few times, and then said to the teacher of the Zuosui Academy: "Don't care too much. We communicate with each other, there are always losses and wins. If you lose this time, it doesn't matter."

The teachers of Zuo Sui Academy turned extremely ugly when they heard this. Although the facts were indeed the case, when they were defeated in the past, when was the miserable one like this? The showdown between top students was almost wiped out.

However, things that made everyone angry and powerless are still behind.

Xing Qian looked calmly at the direction where the practitioners participating in the battle in Zuo Sui Academy were located, and said lightly: "The first person in Zuo Sui is too weak!"

"You guys go together! If you win, it's okay if Zuo Sui wins!"
Chapter completed!