Rebirth Zuo Wei

Nie Yuan and Nie Wu sat in the chairs in the western VIP seats, beside a cold middle-aged man, Leng Qianqiu, the elder of the inner sect of the Ice Origin Sect, and a charming woman with flying red hair, with a beautiful face, The bloodthirsty light shone in the blood-red pupils, don't worry about the third elder of the Blood Martial Sect Neizong!

"The level of players in the Elite Challenge this time can catch up to the last talent competition!" Nie Yuan looked solemnly, watching the number of players on the field gradually decrease.

"But this competition for geniuses is destined to be much stronger than last time. Not to mention the involvement of the royal family, just the emergence of these top geniuses will make us sects deeply worried!" Leng Qianqiu stared at the scene with cold eyes. There were a few blue figures, and there was a hint of worry in their hearts. This time, in order to free up a few places in the sect, they specially let five disciples from the imperial capital who were ranked in the top 150 in the sect come to compete, although 20 They were among the remaining ones, but, except for Li Qingping, the other four won the top [-] without even thinking about it!

"Hehe, you all asked Li Qingping and Hei Ruoyan to participate. I'm afraid that this time the 20 places in the imperial capital will be taken up by you again!" Nie Yuan said with a smile. The top five inner disciples of the Blood Martial Sect, who happen to be from the Li family and the Hei family in the imperial capital, can naturally take the top 20 rankings!

"Nie Huhu, didn't you send Qingyuan to participate!" Mo Chou's delicate willow eyebrows slightly raised, the corners of her mouth slanted, and she said disdainfully.

Nie Yuan chuckled and said nothing, indeed, Qing Yuanhou is not the top genius in their sect~~~

"Stop! 50 has been selected, please go to the 10 buckets on the sidelines and draw your number plates 1-150. The second round of the duel will use a round-robin system, and the two sides of the duel will be randomly selected! Start now!"

Zuo Wei raised his eyebrows and followed the crowd to the sidelines.Picking a barrel at random, for Zuo Wei, the number is not important at all, so he didn't bother to use his mental strength to explore the number plate inside, he simply took out a wooden plate from it.

NO.13, not bad.A value she quite likes.Perhaps in the west, thirteen represents unknown, but she especially prefers it~~~

"The number in your hand should belong to my prince~~" A clear voice said.Zuo Wei looked sideways, Ao Qingyu had a bright smile on his face, he had to say.Among the several princes, Ao Qingyu is the most sunny and cheerful prince, so Ao Xingtian also has a great preference for him.But Zuo Wei~~~

"The things in my hands never belong to other people!" Zuo Wei looked at the wooden sign in his hand lightly, NO.30, it really is, life!

Ao Qingyu has never seen someone who is so rude to him, even if it is so, he is not angry either.Maybe it's curiosity, greed for newness.Maybe it's because of other things, anyway, Zuo Wei is an interesting person, and he is very interested in her, there is no doubt about it!

The 150 people each drew their own number plates and registered them, and then walked out. The two sides of the duel were also randomly selected, and in front of hundreds of thousands of people, princes and nobles, Zuo Wei did not doubt it. There are tricks.

"First match, No. 25 Jing Ke vs. No. 88 Si Qiumei." Zhuo Bie took out two wooden signs and shouted.

Swipe, two figures jumped onto the stage, Zuo Wei raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that the first scene would be someone he knew, Si Qiumei and Jing Ke!

The feud between Lingfeng Academy and Aolai Academy has been going on for a long time, and with the fuse that was ignited before, the first match was undoubtedly full of fighting smoke, although Jing Ke still has the image of a cool guy!

For the first game, the audience is also quite interested, this game is of great significance!

Game start!

Sword light flashes across, gorgeous fire attack, elementalist and martial artist's competition!

Si Qiumei is indeed a seed player of Lingfeng Academy, a general-level middle-grade elementalist, and does not contain any water, and she is evenly matched with Jing Ke!

"This guy is actually able to draw with Jing Ke. Lingfeng Academy is really not an ordinary person! Zuo Wei, who do you think will win?" Er Lanqing sighed. He had compared with Jing Ke a few times, and there were only victories and losses. , it is impossible to say who is better than who, by analogy, that very inferior Si Qiumei and him are also brothers!

"I don't know!" Zuo Wei directly came to a conclusion. It was so easy to pre-judge the winners and losers in a match between evenly matched teams. She was not those old men!

Liu Buxiu didn't care about this at the moment, but looked at some directions of the auditorium with a serious face, and a doubt flashed in his heart, why so many masters suddenly appeared in the imperial capital!

Mu Yaosi glanced at Liu Buxiu from the corner of his eyes, and then turned his gaze to Zuo Wei, a smile bloomed under the mask, strange and mysterious, but no one appreciated it.

Zuo Wei turned his head and saw the golden mask on the opposite side, and Mu Yoji's deep pupils frowned with deep meaning, what kind of eyes were there, as if he was plotting against her, he was really an annoying guy!

Boom, with the long sword in Jing Ke's hand round, a huge vortex of force exploded on Si Qiumei's body.

The bloody light smeared into the air, and Si Qiumei fell to the ground and fainted.

Withdrawing his sword and walking out of the arena, Jing Ke never showed any other expressions from the beginning to the end, and remained expressionless.

"You boy, you've given our academy a run for its money!" Er Lanqing fisted her fists for a while, with an obvious smile on her face, even General Jinglun and Mo Tianyu didn't hide a trace of joy, no matter how fierce the usual fights are, they are all, proud People who come to the academy!

Jing Ke nodded slightly, and turned his gaze to Zuo Wei.

"Very powerful!" Zuo Wei said softly. "It's still interesting to fight with you!" Jing Ke said lightly with a trace of tangled expression on his wooden expression.

Zuo Wei smiled and didn't speak.

Ye Shalan leaned lazily against the wall, staring at a corner, silent.

"Second match, No. 30 Ao Qingyu vs. No. 13 Zuo Wei!"

"Thirteen vs. Thirty, it's quite interesting!" Someone in the audience laughed.

"Do you think this Zuo Wei has enmity with the royal family? First the fifth prince, and then the thirteenth prince. If you are lucky enough to memorize it and meet the prince again, it will be interesting!"

"You say that, it's true!"

Everyone whispered, even the people in the VIP seats were quite surprised.

"This Zuo Wei is really an unlucky boy, ha ha!" With the ear strength of Mo Chou and the others, he could naturally hear their conversation clearly.

Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan looked at each other, a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

Nie Wu didn't know that Zuo Wei later advanced to the rank of general. Judging from the first time he met Zuo Wei and fought against him, it was absolutely impossible for Zuo Wei to beat the thirteen princes who advanced to the rank of general!And Nie Yuan knew that Zuo Wei had only recently advanced to the rank of general, and although the thirteenth prince had only advanced to the rank of general, under the cultivation of huge royal family resources, he possessed attacks and means far superior to those of the same rank, and was more general than ordinary people. A mid-level elementalist is much more powerful!

In the world of Taiyuan, the level of cultivation realm is not the only criterion for measuring a person's strength. The power of Xuan-level and Huang-level exercises, and the power of Earth-level and Xuan-level exercises are several times different, and there are various mysterious and strange attack methods , It is almost impossible to guard against, so there are more powerful people in the rich family, it has become a law in the world of Taiyuan, unless the genius from a poor family is too evil, or has an adventure, it is difficult to beat a genius from an aristocratic family!

A man in Tsing Yi, who is about 30 years old, stands outside the field, with a sallow complexion, ordinary facial features, short gray-black hair flying in the air, a wisp of bangs slightly covering his eyes, and his cold eyes rest on Zuo Wei's body, flashing faintly A trace of hatred!

Qian Lun and Mu Qing all looked worried. Although they knew that Zuo Wei had defeated Jing Ke, the Thirteenth Prince was a general-level low-rank elementalist with huge resources!And with the support of the royal family's extremely powerful exercises, it's hard to say in this battle!

Dina is not worried at all, Zuo Wei is always unpredictable, she just waits to see how surprised others are!

"My lord, the thirteenth prince is already a low-rank elementalist at the general level at the age of 19. In the past hundred years, he is also a genius ranked in the top ten! And the third prince was promoted to the general rank at the age of 18. Both princes are extremely talented. Genius leader!" A minister sat behind Ao Xingtian and complimented him.

Ao Xingtian glanced at him lightly, and said nonchalantly: "Then you mean that the other princes of the lonely king are not geniuses?" Don't think that he doesn't know that this minister is attached to Ao Qinglie, but he is also smart By praising the thirteen princes, Ao Qinglie is the most talented among the five princes of the royal family, hmph, but how could he let him get what he wanted!

The minister was sweating so hard that he broke out in a cold sweat. He secretly glanced at the backs of the eighth prince and the fourth prince in front of him, and said tremblingly: "I'm guilty, it's my fault. You princes are the pillars of the country, and your talents are also extremely outstanding!"

"Huh!" Ao Xingtian snorted coldly, turned his head and said to Ao Qingxuan: "Xuan'er, your thirteenth brother is really good, but if you want, you can go up and play!"

Except for the minister with a pale face who couldn't stop wiping sweat, the other officials all had deep meaning in their eyes. It seems that the king's heart is indeed on the Eighth Prince!

Ao Qinghan was still cold, holding up the white jade teacup in front of him with his slender fingers, the knuckles of his fingertips were faintly white.

Swipe, afterimages flashed by, Zuo Wei jumped up the steps, and Ao Qingyu was standing in front of her with a smile on his face.

"Look, let me tell you, you and I are really destined, and we are both general-level low-rank elementalists, you have to be merciful!" Ao Qingyu said with a smile, his handsome face was even more attractive against the sunny smile Attention, some young female students or female cultivators all looked fascinated.

Zuo Wei looked at him lazily, without saying a word, to be merciful?I'm afraid it's not necessary, but she is very curious about some special methods of the royal family...

"Start!" Zhuo Bie gave an order, and the battle began!