Rebirth of the Wrongly Raised Demon Emperor

Chapter 45 The Lost Method
Feng Jian was seventeen or eighteen years old, facing a "weak" opponent like Xue Zhiqi, in his opinion, was the greatest insult to him.

He worked so hard to cultivate his spiritual power, just to show off his skills in the ranking battle. How could he expect to face such an opponent with no spiritual power in the end?

All the anger broke out, and the anger was carried in the spiritual offensive, and Xue Zhiqi was about to beheaded before he could let out this bad breath.

That's what happened.

He Xu sat in the stands and glanced at Wang Pengyong.It seems that the enmity between Wang Pengyong and Xue Zhiqi is deep enough, so he didn't hesitate to take out five spirit stones to make a deal.

That's fine, for their academy, this time they won't lose money.

It dealt a severe blow to Satan College, and also formed an alliance with the powerful Yuntan College, which is also of great benefit to the future development of the college.

As for Xue Zhiqi, who has no spiritual power, and the thinly populated Satan Academy, they pose no threat at all.

Maybe after this competition, Satan College will disappear in the Lingyu Continent.

He will still do the things of exalting the high and trampling the low.

Wang Pengyong said a long time ago that he would teach Xue Zhiqi a severe lesson, so Feng Jian came up and swung his long sword directly, stabbing Xue Zhiqi fiercely.

All his spiritual power was concentrated on the long sword, and Xue Zhiqi would be stabbed to death with one blow.

For a person who has no spiritual power, is he still wasting time?Of course, it is better to make a quick decision.

Spiritual power shot out from the tip of the sword, and with the sound of howling wind, it directly stabbed Xue Zhiqi's chest.

The speed was so fast that he was considered outstanding among the younger generation. Liu Shi's eyes widened in astonishment, and he grabbed the armrest of the chair as if he couldn't feel the pain in his arm. .

Even Shao Ling in the rest area of ​​the academy leaned forward nervously. Such an attack is definitely not something an ordinary person can dodge.

Everyone's attention was on the arena, so naturally they wouldn't see the cold eyes of the little guy on the chair, which was even colder and more terrifying than that hell.

The merciless sword left a deep scratch on the stone floor, Feng Jian's lips curled up slightly, and he snorted coldly in his heart, it was so easy.

Suddenly, his neck felt cold, and before he realized what was going on, Feng Jian was surprised to see the person who shouldn't be by his side—— Xue Zhiqi.

how come……

Feng Jian's eyes widened in surprise.

Isn't she opposite him?

And... what happened to the armor on her body?

"You..." Feng Jian couldn't continue after he uttered a single word. Blood spurted out from his neck, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.

Xue Zhiqi stood on the arena, ignoring everyone's shocked and dull eyes, and smiled coldly: "Satan College, win!"

One hit, instant kill!

Xue Zhiqi, complete victory!

Silent!

Needle dropping could be heard in the huge venue, and even the sound of blood dripping from Feng Jian's corpse could be heard drop by drop.

The dripping blood seemed to have taken away the vitality of everyone, and slowly felt the temperature draining from the body quickly.

It's not that no one died in the college ranking battle. In a fight for honor, death and injury are inevitable.

However, there has never been such a one-hit-kill situation.

How could there be such a disparity in strength in the ranking competition for students under the age of 20?
He Xu stared at Xue Zhiqi who was surrounded by spiritual power and stood proudly on the arena with a distorted face.

This kind of strength is called meridian blockage and there is no way to cultivate spiritual power?

Such a person is called a waste?

Wang Pengyong also told him with certainty that he could easily kill Xue Zhiqi by sending anyone at random.

What now?
Their academy lost a student.

"No, it's impossible..." The almost sleepy murmur was so clear in the silent arena that Wang Pengyong stood up in horror, his eyes wide open, and he stared at Xue Zhiqi.

Shaking his head nervously, he couldn't believe what happened in front of him: "You obviously don't have any spiritual power, and you can't cultivate at all."

Xue Zhiqi smiled slightly, withdrew her spiritual power, and the beautiful blue armor disappeared instantly: "Wang Pengyong, do you believe what others say? Is there a saying that you haven't heard of?"

"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing." When Xue Zhiqi said this, she looked at He Xu deliberately.

After finishing speaking, he turned around, walked down the steps slowly, returned to his seat, hugged the little guy in his arms and tied him up.Looking at Liu Shi and Yan Yang: "Wait a minute, I'll find someone to fix the carriage."

"No, I'll just support Yan Yang." Liu Shi was shocked, but he was not stupid, he already vaguely understood that this competition was calculated by someone.

Supporting Yan Yang with his uninjured arm, he walked out slowly with Xue Zhiqi.

All eyes were on the three of them. They looked so embarrassed, but no one dared to underestimate them.

In particular, a faint smell of blood could be smelled in the breath, which made everyone feel more and more heavy.

After leaving the arena, Shao Ling and Tang Sheng were already waiting there. When they saw Xue Zhiqi and the others, they didn't say anything, and the group returned to their residence quietly.

Tang Sheng went to heal Liu Shi and Yan Yang, and Xue Zhiqi returned to the room by herself. As soon as she entered the door, Yun Yi, who had been lying on the ground, stood up suddenly and stared at Xue Zhiqi.

Xue Zhiqi glanced at the Cloud Winged Wolf, wondering why it was still here.

It's just that she doesn't want to talk at all now, she dragged her heavy steps to the bedside, untied the little guy, threw herself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep immediately.

The little guy stretched out his small hand and grabbed the quilt on the side, pulled and pulled it, covered Xue Zhiqi, then sat on the bed, motionless.

"Both of them are fine, but they will definitely not be able to participate in tomorrow's competition." Tang Sheng came back after dealing with Liu Shiyan Yang's injury, and said to Shao Ling.

"I didn't expect Wang Pengyong to hate us so deeply." Shao Ling frowned slightly. He really didn't expect Wang Pengyong to do such a thing.

"Wang Pengyong is not the problem, the problem is Zhiqi..." Tang Sheng rubbed his forehead with his fingers, puzzled, "Her meridian is blocked, you and I have checked it, it is not fake."

He didn't understand, how could a person with blocked meridians have spiritual power?

And in the arena, Xue Zhiqi's spiritual power is definitely not fake.

"Spiritual stones can improve spiritual power." Shao Ling said a nonsensical remark, which made Tang Sheng stare at him inexplicably.

"If I'm not mistaken, Xue Zhiqi's spiritual power comes from Lingshi..." Tang Sheng interrupted Shao Ling before he finished speaking, "You mean... Xue Zhiqi uses Lingshi to generate spiritual power ?”

(End of this chapter)