The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

Red clothes and blue clothes entered the main island one after another from both sides, and the instructors were all in the sky to maintain order.

An old man appeared in the front, more than a hundred years old, with silver-white hair, wearing a light yellow robe, and with a wave of long sleeves, 24 competition platforms rose in the middle of the main island.

"In the first round, the two courts will be held at the same time. Those who win three rounds will advance. The instructor will supervise the whole process, and no magic or forbidden spells will be used. The competition must not be interrupted in the middle, and no pills or soul medicines will be taken."

"Finally, remember that in the first match, no one can be killed, and those who violate the order will be expelled."

"A disciple of the Soul Fighting Academy and a disciple of the Auxiliary Soul Academy can only cooperate once at the same time. Randomly assign souls of the same level to compete."

Feng Yu did not look up at the old man like most of them, with lowered eyes.

Scenes overflowed in her mind. Despite all her efforts in her previous life, she still couldn't enter the Soul-Moving Academy.

On the road of asking her heart, she was really unwilling to roll down and get up again and again.

He told her that soul cultivators first cultivate their hearts.

In the end, she didn't go to Muhun Academy, and lived alone in Soul City.

When she was forced into the Pavilion of Life and Death, he witnessed everything and still couldn't save her, even though she put down all her dignity and begged him.

This immortal person, this person standing at the top of Muhun Continent, said in a condescending tone that one can only rely on oneself.

The ridiculous thing is that in the end he died, earlier than her. The person who refused to save her would protect the heroine until his death.

Bai Jiu was rescued by the man, and the entire Murhun Academy was bloodbathed by a group of men in black, and none of the tens of thousands survived.

This isn't the first time she's been dropped, and it won't be the last.

On that day, she came to the academy purposely, when he was dying.

The blood-red sword pierced into the heart of this peerless venerable. There was madness, relief, and excitement in her eyes, but no respect.

Feng Yu raised her head to look at the imposing old man in mid-air, and glanced at the surrounding disciples, her almond eyes were full of expectation and interest.

Liu Qing walked through the crowd and pulled Feng Yu forward. There were whispers among the crowd, and Feng Yu greeted everyone around with a smile all the way.

Everyone was divided into five floors, and they went straight to the top of the third floor.The first two floors are all senior disciples of the academy.

"If we have a place in this competition, there will be a place for us ahead."

Liu Qing looked straight ahead, Feng Yu tilted her head to see her expression clearly, there was clearly no longing in her eyes.

"Senior Sister Liu wants to become a senior disciple?"

Liu Qing smiled delicately, "Why? Xiaoyu doesn't want to? Senior disciples are fine, do you know that our academy is on the ground?"

On the ground? But the academy is clearly in the air...

Liu Qing smiled and didn't continue to explain, people from the Soul Fighting Institute stepped onto the competition stage one after another.

The two layers of high-level disciples exclusively occupy the ten competition platforms, and the other three layers of disciples perform on the remaining fourteen competition platforms. Each competition platform has three instructors and one judge.

The senior disciples have already started, but there is still no movement here. It is the first time for newcomers to participate in this kind of large-scale competition, so they dare not act rashly.

"Let's go, advance earlier than finish."

Liu Qing took the lead on a competition stage, and Feng Yu also moved onto the stage with lotus steps. The disciple of the Douhun Academy she assisted was named Ding Hanzhen, and her companion soul was a sledgehammer.

Then a few more came up one after another, Lin Zifan, Xia Zhihao, Ji Ru, Li Zhong, Huang Wenlong, Xie Yanwen, all disciples who were worthy of the name of the Auxiliary Soul Academy.

Feng Yu's opponent is Lin Zifan, a second-level Soul Abyss who is good at magic formations, Xu Zhi is the one in the Soul Fighting Academy, and his companion soul is a knife.

With half a quarter of an hour to prepare for the battle, Feng Yu showed her soul needle to discuss countermeasures.

When the time is up, the test bench will automatically raise the protective cover.

The two sides first bowed slightly to salute, and then immediately entered a fighting state.

The cold light was cold, and the sword slashed straight down. Feng Yu and Ding Hanzhen jumped to the sides, raising a puff of gray smoke.

As soon as Ding Hanzhen landed on the ground, he kicked his back foot and rushed towards Xu Zhi. The black sledgehammer gave off a cold light, and with a strong wind, four soul needles shot from the other side.

Xu Zhi's figure quickly dodged to avoid the soul needle, the big knife took the giant hammer hard, Ding Hanzhen kicked from below, Xu Zhi flew upside down and used his strength to stay away from the magic circle.

With Feng Yu and Ding Hanzhen at the center, the soles of the feet lit up with white light, and strange runes flashed.

Lin Zifan held the formation pen in his hand, his soul power came out instantly, the formation was activated, and Xu Zhi rushed forward.

In the five-return formation, those who receive soul power will be hindered in their movements and their soul power will be stagnant.

The green knife was raised high above the head, a huge shadow of the knife enveloped the entire competition platform, and the giant hammer flew into a whirlwind and charged straight at the blade.

The soul powers collided, and the giant knife flew away in the wind, and with a "bang", the black hammer fell heavily.

In the darkness, a golden light suddenly appeared, the soul needles were divided into four and eight, eight and sixteen...a total of 64 gold needles shot at the two of them, the green knife was horizontally in front, and the soul needles collided with it and fell to the ground.

The corners of Lin Zifan's raised mouth quickly retracted when he saw Feng Yu's smile, and the golden needle that fell on the ground turned purple with lightning speed, and the purple liquid was squeezed out, turning white when it met the air, and the mist quickly spread to the entire competition platform.

Feng Yu's soul power was continuously sent to Ding Hanzhen through the palm of his hand, and the high-purity healing soul power instantly restored him to his peak state.

Lin Zifan and Xu Zhi's sight was blocked, so they had to back to back to guard against sneak attacks.At the same time, because the poisonous mist covered everything, the two had to expend their soul power to resist the medicine.