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"Are you planning to throw away your life?"

Seeing that Zhou Yao still dared to stand up, Xia Ze let out a mocking laugh. This time, he didn't give Zhou Yao the chance to attack. With a tap of his toes, his body shot forward like a streak of red light.

"Bam!"

A whip-like kick landed viciously on Zhou Yao's waist. Once again, Zhou Yao was sent flying into the air.

Boom!

Before Zhou Yao could regain his senses, a thick whip of soul power once again appeared behind his back. Like an iron chain, the whip heavily smashed into his body. As the whip descended, the ground beneath him seemed to crack apart.

Everyone was staring at Zhou Yao, who was battered and exhausted by Xia Ze's attack. However, even so, the young man was still clenching his teeth and clenching his teeth tightly. Although his face was extremely pale and blood kept flowing out from his throat, he was still holding on, refusing to admit his defeat.

"This kid is really stubborn!"

Noises came from all around the arena. Although Zhou Yao's strength was far inferior to Xia Ze's, this type of courage to fight even though they knew he was on a completely different level was still somewhat admirable.

Xia Wuwu stared at the scene in front of him. He couldn't understand why Zhou Yao would go all out just to get a chance to enter one of the Five Great Academies. No, even if Zhou Yao couldn't enter the Five Great Academies, with his status in Cloud Sea City, it wouldn't be difficult for him to find some resources. The Five Great Academies wasn't the only way out for all of them.

"Motherf * cker!" Xia Hun Wu gritted his teeth and turned to Zhou Huai, saying in a low voice, "Grandpa Zhou, do you want Zhou Yao to admit defeat?" At this rate, Zhou Yao will be beaten to death. "

"If he gives up, Yao'er might never have the courage to challenge him again." Hearing this, Zhou Huai lightly said, his gaze also tightly staring at the seats in the center of the arena, then he shot a glance at the two elders, Feng Lei and Feng Siniang, who were in the judges' seats.

"But …!" Xia Hun Wu wanted to say something!

"This is the method Yao'er chose himself. Perhaps his strength is inferior to Xia Ze's, but his courage is enough to qualify him as a son of the Zhou family, and he has a certain type of character called courage." This is the method Yao'er chose himself, and perhaps his strength is inferior to Xia Ze, but his courage is enough to qualify as a son of the Zhou family. Zhou Huai's voice was extremely calm, but his hands were trembling slightly. It was obvious that the emotions in his heart weren't as calm as it seemed on the surface.

The battle in the middle of the arena lasted for nearly ten minutes. The wounds on Zhou Yao's body had been replaced with new ones, and even his consciousness had become a little blurry. He was only relying on his willpower to persevere and endure.

When he saw this sight, Xia Ze's expression became incomparably gloomy. This battle did not bring him any benefit. From the sounds of stopping that were occasionally emitted from around him, one could tell that.

At this moment, a hint of chilliness surged through Xia Ze's eyes. "Since you insist on seeking death, I'll grant your wish!"

Just when Xia Ze was about to make his move, Elder Feng, who was seated in the judge's seat, waved his hand gently and said: "The match is over. Xia Ze wins."

Only then did he withdraw his fist. As he walked off the stage, he glanced at Xia Hun Wu gloomily. It was clear that he thought this matter had something to do with Xia Hun Wu.

Seeing that Old Feng had called for him to stop, Zhou Huai's figure flashed like lightning towards the arena. He picked Zhou Yao up in his arms and said, "Yao'er, you've already done very well. Bring it on and have a good rest." As he spoke, he walked towards the infield.

"This Xia Ze deserves to die!" Xia Hun Wu's eyes reddened.

After Zhou Huai left, the third match had begun.

The two people in the arena were both students of the Cloud Sea City. Their cultivations were both at the second level of the Soul Fighting Realm. What surprised Xia Hailwu was that the two of them were actually women.

"Su Ling!" "Qin Yi!"

The toes of the young lady gently pressed on the ground, appearing like a beautiful arc as she paused on the arena stage. Her slim and valiant figure caused the eyes of quite a number of young men to light up.

After Su Ling stepped onto the arena, Qin Yi also slowly leaped onto the stage. She was not as exaggerated as the former. Her green clothes gave off a serene feeling, which made quite a few youths nod their heads in agreement.

"Senior sister Su Ling, please don't use such a heavy hand!" Looking at Su Ling who was standing in front of her, Qin Yi cupped her hands and said with a smile.

"Junior Sister Qin Yi, your strength isn't much worse than mine. If you don't take a heavy blow, then I'm afraid the one who will fight will be you!" Su Ling pursed her lips and a serious look appeared in her eyes. With Qin Yi's strength, she had no choice but to go all out.

"Let the duel begin!"

On the arena stage, Xiao Qing He watched the two as they prepared to proceed. He waved his hand and cried out in a deep voice.

Xiao Qing He's voice had just sounded when the surface of the two people on the stage surged with a basket of red soul power.

Being able to stand on this stage at this age was sufficient to express two people's potential. Even if one of them was unable to enter one of the Five Great Academies and was nurtured well, his future prospects wouldn't be too low.

"Senior sister Su Ling, I will begin my attack!"

Soul power surged on her palms as Qin Yi's expression suddenly turned sharp. Her body charged forward as the soul power from her palms wrapped around her entire palm in an instant, forming a blue ice palm. Carrying a cold wind, she slammed it down towards Su Ling's chest.

Facing Qin Yi's palm attack, Su Ling's left foot merely took a step back. Her slender fingers came together and like an eagle's beak, heavily tapped the back of Qin Yi's hand. At the same time they came into contact, Su Ling felt waves of chilliness assaulting her.

"Falling Ice Palm!"

Seeing that her attack had failed, Qin Yi let out a lovely cry. The ice type soul power in her palm was like a falling leaf as it continuously slammed towards Su Ling's chest. The sound of a low and deep sound of wind breaking was quite extraordinary.

Enveloped by ice type soul power, Su Ling actually slowed down a lot. She frowned slightly, "Third rank Mortal Soul Art, Frozen End Palm?" Since that's the case, let's decide the victor with a single palm strike! "

"Raging Flames Palm!"

On the stage, Su Ling saw that Qin Yi had used her strongest technique, so she no longer stayed behind. A wave of violent fire soul power was condensed into her palm.

Under the stares from the crowd, the two of them heavily clashed.

"Bam!"

One blue and one red soul power exploded on the arena as the two figures were directly blown away. Their figures took a few steps back with a thump before Su Ling managed to barely avoid falling out of the arena. Meanwhile, Qin Yi's figure landed on the arena.

"Hua!"

Seeing Qin Yi fall from the arena, the surrounding audience burst into an uproar. They clearly did not expect that in the third round, both sides would use only one move to decide the victor.

"Hehe, not bad, not bad! …" Xiao Qing He nodded with a pleased expression.

"Now that the top three are out, the ones who are admitted into the Five Great Academies will be Xia Hun Wu, Xia Ze, and Su Ling. As usual, if anyone wants to challenge them, they can give it a try …!"

At this moment, the great selection competition could be considered to be nearing its end. However, like usual, the first three, in order to test whether one's strength was real or fake, would have a challenge competition. Once the challenge was successful, the entry would naturally fall into the hands of others.

Clearly, after the three competitions, they already had a certain understanding of the strength of Xia Hun Wu and the others. They did not wish to offend them at this moment. After all, being able to enter the Five Great Academies was already a symbol of one's status.

"Does this guy deserve a spot?"

Xia Hwu's eyes were bloodshot as he turned his head to look at Xia He who was seated on the special seat.

After hearing Xiao Qinghe's words, the smile on Xia He's face became much wider. He glanced at Xia Hun Wu, who was seated in the audience's seats, and a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes.

However, the mocking expression on his face did not last for long. The rage in Xia Hun Wu's eyes, who had been paying attention to his actions, finally burst forth as he shouted.

"Xia Ze, get over here and accept your death!"