Chapter 25 The Trials End

In this warm atmosphere, the inner court selection competition is proceeding in an orderly manner.

As each game ended, it was getting closer and closer to Xiao Ling taking the stage.

During this period, Xiao Xun'er also went on stage to compete and shocked everyone with her strength as a nine-year-old five-star fighter.

After the 100th round of the game, an old man walked out of the referee's seat, glanced at the game list in his hand, and said loudly: "The 100th round: Xiao Ling, Class 1, Xuanjie, vs. Chen, Class 4, Xuanjie Anping.”

As the referee finished speaking, the noisy square became slightly quieter.

Countless eyes gathered on the square, looking forward to the competition between the "Number One Genius in the Inner Court".

Xiao Ling in the stands smiled at Xiao Xun'er and said, "Xun'er, it's time for me to compete. I'll be right back."

"Brother Xiao Ling, come on, don't be careless." Although she was extremely confident in Xiao Ling, Xiao Xun'er still gave him a little reminder.

Xiao Ling turned his body to chase the wind and landed on the side of the competition stage in an instant. Her long blue and silver hair fluttered in the wind, looking very chic.

Standing on the stage, although he said nothing, he still aroused cheers from the students on the sidelines.

"Junior Xiao Ling, you are so handsome!"

"Junior Xiao Ling, I love you!"

"Junior Xiao Ling, do you want my wife?"

It can be seen that Xiao Ling is very popular in the college, especially among some female groups, and his popularity is extremely explosive.

Opposite Xiao Ling, Chen Anping also slowly stepped onto the opposite platform. He has a tall and slender figure, a skin as bright as snow, and sharp eyebrows. The overall impression is that he is rich and handsome, but his temperament gives people a " Feelings of "stubbornness", "stiffness", and "stubbornness".

Xiao Ling used his soul perception to sweep away, and there was a faint sense of sharpness coming over him. Although his cultivation level was only that of a five-star fighting master, the feeling given to Xiao Ling should be stronger than that of a seven-star fighting master. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and became a little more interested.

As the referee shouted: "The game begins."

The two of them ran toward each other. Xiao Ling only used the fighting spirit of a five-star fighting master, intending to test this person's strength.

The two arms collided together, and a circle of air waves spread out in all directions. Immediately, the close combat began. With the sharpness of his soul perception, Chen Anping could not touch Xiao Ling's body at all, but Xiao Ling could easily cause damage to him. Judging from the situation, Xiao Ling has an absolute advantage, and there seems to be no suspense about the outcome.

After knocking back Chen Anping with one punch, Xiao Ling tilted his head and said to him: "Your cultivation is a bit different from mine. Let's draw the sword and decide the outcome with one move."

Hearing this, Chen Anping just nodded slightly. He could naturally see that Xiao Ling had given him a lot of face and did not directly knock him down with his cultivation.

He stretched out his hand and shouted: "Sword!"

A long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards Xiao Linghui. The aura was so strong that the hair of the nearby students was slightly blown.

Xiao Ling was not afraid at all. He stretched out his hand and a spear fell into his hand. He swept the gun body and faced the sword energy.

Although he did not use fighting skills, the terrifying energy brought by Xiao Ling's gun caused slight fluctuations in the space. The harsh sonic boom sound was like a muffled thunder, which showed the weight of this attack.

Bang!

The two came into contact, and in an instant, a loud sound erupted from the field. The hard stone slab where the two came into contact was directly shaken into powder with a bang, and the cracks were like spider webs, spreading continuously. And out.

There was an explosion in the air, and the two of them fell back one after another. Xiao Ling did a backflip and landed firmly on the ground, while Chen Anping was sweating profusely, and it was obvious that his fighting spirit had been exhausted.

He cupped his hands in front of Xiao Ling and said, "Junior Xiao Ling, my skills are inferior to others, so I admit defeat."

After Xiao Ling returned the greeting, the two of them left the competition stage.

When the referee saw this, he said loudly: "Xiao Ling, Class 1, Xuanjie, fight against Chen Anping, Class 4, Xuanjie, Xiao Ling wins!"

The audience on the viewing platform also applauded and cheered one after another.

Hu Qian in the stands couldn't help but sigh: "You can compete with your fighting skills with your physical body. Although your opponent's cultivation level is not high, it is really shocking."

Elder Huo echoed: "This boy's mental perception and physical body are both outstanding. This talent is truly unique and cannot be envied by others."

After the competition, Xiao Ling walked back to the area where his class was.

Sitting next to Xiao Xun'er, the two chatted for a few words and then continued to watch the game.

In addition to Xiao Ling's companions, there are two great fighting masters in this competition, one is Han Xian, and the other is a person named Chu He who is not mentioned in the original work.

After several people's games ended successfully, everyone returned to their dormitories and began to practice.

In the next few days, the inner court selection competition continued as usual, relying on the cultivation of the three-star fighting master and the soul perception far beyond the same level.

Xiao Ling passed the test and won the championship in the inner court trials. Lin Xiuya was second, Liu Qing was third, Lin Yan was fourth, and Han Yue was fifth. Xiao Xun'er ended the competition in the top fifty, but she relied on She entered the inner courtyard at the age of nine, breaking the record for the youngest student from the outer courtyard of Canaan College to enter the inner courtyard. It also made everyone look at her with admiration. Some students began to wonder what kind of family the Xiao family in Wutan City was. To the supreme genius.

If Xiao Ling knew what these people were thinking, he would only reply lightly: "Do you understand the background of the eight ancient tribes?"

After all the games were over, the top five took to the stage.

Hu Qian, the vice president of the external school, first spoke at length to the crowd, which reminded Xiao Ling of the scene when the old principal spoke on the stage when he was in school. It seemed that he had lost track of time.

After speaking, Hu Qian looked around the square and announced loudly: "The internal school selection competition has ended. After a fierce battle, the top five have been decided. They are Xiao Ling, Lin Xiuya, Liu Qing, Lin Yan, and Han Yue. Let's give them a round of applause."

As soon as his voice fell, the square suddenly rang with overwhelming cheers. In this torrent of sound, the whole square was shaking. Countless people stood up from the stands and looked at the five people on the stage with envy, admiration and yearning in their eyes.

Everyone also waved to the people around them and walked away from the competition stage together.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, they slowly walked out of the noisy square.

The annual Canaan College inner court trials came to an end with the final departure of several participants.