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 college students who regarded these people as their idols and objects of admiration. Therefore, even though Canaan College had made preparations in advance and provided the largest square in the college as a venue, it was still packed with enthusiastic students. Countless Canaan students squeezed their heads and rushed madly into the seats in the square. Looking around, all that was seen were seas of people and noises that reached the sky. This huge square is circular in shape. Above the center of the square, there are four huge light curtains facing the surroundings, which can display the battle on the scene at the first moment. The stone steps continued to extend upwards, like a huge arena. Even if the students sat on the farthest stone steps, they could clearly see the situation in the center of the square. Four arenas were set up in the square. According to the number of contestants, they are divided into four groups: A, B, C, and D. The contestants in each group fight on the corresponding arena. Xiao Yun, who had followed Elder Huo to the square early, was supporting his head with his hands, watching the fight on the arena with boredom. There are a total of three hundred contestants, most of whom are below the Grand Fighter level, with less than twenty of them being above the Grand Fighter level. The trials are an elimination match before the big competition. Generally speaking, Canaan Academy will not let two students at the Grand Fighter 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 was no one worthy of his attention among today's opponents. They were all fighter-master-level players and there was no challenge at all.
"Xiao Yun from Xuan Tier 4 vs Yan Li from Xuan Tier 1!" Xiao Yun watched for an unknown amount of time, and was almost falling asleep, when he finally heard the referee calling him to go on the court. As the voice from the referee's seat fell, the noisy square suddenly became much quieter, and countless eyes were all looking towards the seats where the Xuanjie Class 4 was located. During these two years, the name Xiao Yun had already been firmly remembered by the students and even the instructors of Canaan College. After all, he entered Canaan College at the age of seven and became a disciple of Elder Huo. He broke through to the level of a fighting master in less than a year and went to Heping Town to join the law enforcement team. During his time in the law enforcement team, he killed many great fighting masters. It would be hard for such a monster not to be remembered. What's even more terrifying is that Xiao Yun is not even ten years old this year! He is already a third-grade alchemist, and his future achievements are hard to estimate. So, when they heard the name Xiao Yun, they all turned their eyes to Class 4 of the Xuan Stage, wanting to catch a glimpse of Xiao Yun's style. However, they were destined to be disappointed, because Xiao Yun did not follow his class team at all, but ran to the seats of the college leaders. Facing the countless gazes, Xu Ning could not help but sweat a little on his forehead. He clenched his hands and looked around, cursing in his heart: "Why are you all looking at me? That brat Xiao Yun isn't here either." "call out!" Just as Xu Ning and everyone were looking for Xiao Yun everywhere, he leisurely stood up from the elders' seat and landed lightly on the stage. "Is this Xiao Yun? He's so young? Could he be a freshman like me?" In the stands, many freshmen who had just enrolled looked puzzled. They did not know Xiao Yun's true situation and thought that Xiao Yun was just a freshman who came to join in the fun. "What do you know? Junior brother Xiao Yun is the pride of our External Academy. I don't know how many people regard him as their idol. With his current strength, even most of the college's instructors probably can't beat him." Hearing the freshmen's doubts about Xiao Yun, many senior students glared at each other, especially the female students, who would not allow anyone to slander their brother Xiao Yun. …… Ignoring the cheers around him, Xiao Yun quietly looked at the young man walking up from the other side of the ring. "Hello, Junior Brother Xiao Yun. Although there is a huge 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 fearless expression on his face made the referee excited. "Well, that's all I can say. I'll satisfy you then."
Hearing this, Xiao Yun also took out the Red Blood Spear from his storage ring, turned the spear with both hands, and performed a few gun dances. He originally just wanted to play with him, but since he requested so, he decided to end the battle quickly. "Are you ready? The game begins!" Following the referee's command, Xiao Yun's figure turned into a stream of fiery red light, crossing most of the ring in an instant, like lightning, until it arrived in front of Yan Li. "Boom." The spear swept across, and the fiery red fighting spirit attached to the spear body, condensing into a fire dragon, which swept Yan Li off the stage with a swing of its tail. He held the spear and turned it around his body. A fire dragon came out from the tip of the spear and finally turned into sparks and dissipated in the air. "Thank you, senior!" Looking at Yan Li, who was sitting on the ground and had not yet come to his senses, Xiao Yun clasped his fists and said with a smile. "The game is over. Xuan Tier 4 class, Xiao Yun wins!" It was not until Xiao Yun stepped off the stage that the referee came to his senses and quickly announced the result of the match. The surrounding audience also cheered even louder to celebrate Xiao Yun's victory. "You are really strong, brat. I remember Yan Li was an eight-star fighter, which was considered to be in the middle among all the contestants. But you defeated him with just one shot. It seems that you have to take the first place in this inner court selection." Sitting in the Xuanjie Class 4 seat, Xu Ning laughed and patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder, and was very satisfied with his performance just now. "I just took advantage of the speed. It's not as exaggerated as you said, mentor." 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, your opponents will probably be at the level of Grand Fighters. Don't let any setbacks happen. It's not easy to enter the inner courtyard." Xu Ning waved his hand and asked Xiao Yun to go back and prepare for the battle the day after tomorrow. …… The next day was the second day of the inner court selection competition. In yesterday's selection competition, half of the 300 contestants had been eliminated, and the top 50 of the remaining 150 would be decided in the next battle. Because only the top fifty are eligible to enter the inner courtyard. The square was still packed with people, and Xiao Yun's arrival caused the crowd to exclaim in surprise. After yesterday's battle that took only one move to win, 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 encounter Xiao Yun too early. When a middle-aged referee slowly walked onto the square, deafening cheers suddenly erupted from the stands. The cheers gradually died down as the referee pressed his palm 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 originally 300 contestants, but only 150 are left today. At this rate, we should be able to decide the 50 places that are eligible to enter the inner courtyard today." "Okay, the auditions are about to start. From now on, all contestants whose names are called, please come on stage as soon as possible. If you exceed the specified time, you will be treated as forfeiting." After the middle-aged referee finished explaining the rules of the trials, he slowly retreated to the referee's seat at the side. At the same time, two names were heard from the referee's seat. "Xuanjie Class 4, Xiao Yun!" "Xuanjie Class 1, Fang Wen!" In the stands surrounding the square, a muffled curse was heard from the seats of Xuanjie Class 1. "Damn it, why are we facing Xiao Yun again? He is targeting my Xuanjie Class 1, right?" The instructor of Xuanjie Class 1 looked unhappy. Among the 300 contestants, the contestants in his class met Xiao Yun twice. This luck was really bad. "Fang Wen, it's okay. If you can't win, try to save your fighting spirit. You can still fight your way out of the loser group later." Looking at Fang Wen who looked unhappy, the instructor consoled him. Fang Wen was one of the only three great Dou Shi in his class. Even if he lost to Xiao Yun, as long as he didn't consume too much Dou Qi, he still had a great chance of making it into the top 50.
"Teacher, I get it. If I can't win, I will just admit defeat." Fang Wen stood up, swooped down from the stands, and landed steadily on the stage. After Fang Wen entered the venue, a moment later, a fiery red figure instantly crossed the air in the square, and finally lightly tapped the pillars around the square with the toes, and the body flew into the air and landed leisurely on the ring. After this fiery red figure showed up, a tsunami of cheers immediately erupted from the surrounding stands. Although Fang Wen was also a powerful fighting master, most people were more optimistic about Xiao Yun. "Brother Xiao Yun, can we just compete with one move?" "Huh?" Xiao Yun looked puzzled and looked at the young man opposite him in confusion. "Although you are very powerful, it will not be easy to defeat me. I don't want to exhaust my fighting spirit due to fighting with you and end up not even making it out of the loser bracket." "So I think we should decide the outcome with one move, this way we can both save our fighting spirit. What do you think of my suggestion?" Fang Wen blushed. Although he felt that his suggestion was a bit unfair to Xiao Yun, he still said it in order to enter the inner courtyard. "Okay, I just want to save time." Xiao Yun nodded. He was confident that he could defeat Fang Wen even with just one move. After seeing the contestants ready, a middle-aged man on the referee's bench waved his hand and said loudly: "The game begins!" Hearing the referee's words, Xiao Yun looked up at Fang Wen opposite him. The ring on his finger flashed with light, and a spear appeared. 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 fighting spirit armor. A powerful aura spread out. "Mr. Fang Wenxun, please." Looking at the fully armed Xiao Yun opposite him and feeling the powerful aura in his body, Fang Wen was shocked and felt that Xiao Yun in front of him was invincible. "Junior brother Xiao Yun is really talented. 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!" An aura weaker than Xiao Yun's surged out from Fang Wen's body, and green fighting spirit covered his entire body, finally forming a set of fighting spirit armor that wrapped Fang Wen. The two people on the field have now isolated themselves from the noise of the outside world, with their fighting spirit churning in their bodies as they prepare to launch their strongest attacks. "Black Dragon turns into wood!" Among the two, Fang Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore. His fighting spirit boiled over and a green wooden dragon formed on his body, swooping towards Xiao Yun. "It's actually an intermediate Xuan-level fighting skill, Xuanlong Zhuanmu. This brat, didn't I tell him to save some fighting spirit? But he ended up using my strongest trump card right away." The Xuan-level class 1 instructor who was watching the competition between the two men off the field was unaware of the conversation between Xiao Yun and the other man. He just thought that Fang Wen was wasting his fighting spirit without regard for the consequences just to be competitive. "Wood Release? It's quite powerful." A faint voice sounded from the ring. Xiao Yun tightly grasped the spear in his hand. Deep red fighting spirit burst out of his body and permeated 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 tip. Xiao Yun swung the spear in his hand violently, 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 created circles of energy in the air that spread in all directions. The wooden dragon was like a small loach, which was grasped by the giant palm and then crushed to pieces. After the wooden dragon was crushed to pieces, its power did not diminish and it continued to move towards Fang Wen. Bang! Fang Wen only felt that the fighting spirit armor on his body was as hard as paper and was easily blown apart by the giant palm. At the same time, some fire energy exploded in front of Fang Wen. 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 heaved a sigh of relief. When he faced the giant flaming palm, he really thought he was going to die. Now, although his injuries looked serious, they were actually just superficial injuries caused by the explosion. Most of the power of the giant palm dissipated after destroying the Dou Qi armor on his body. The next second, the middle-aged man in the referee's seat appeared beside Fang Wen, checked his physical condition, found that he was not seriously injured, and looked at Xiao Yun with surprise. "You have such strong control that you didn't hurt his vital parts at such a close distance. You win this competition." …… (End of this chapter)
