Chapter 89 These are the rules of your Qinglong Academy, not mine
Opposite the young man stood a burly man with a gloomy face. The man's eyes looked at the young man full of resentment.
"Cang Yun, this time I break through to the middle stage of divine transformation, you are definitely no match for me!"
The young man called Cangyun sighed, "He Xiaoming, why do the grievances between our parents have to involve us, the younger generation?"
"Wouldn't it be better for us to turn our hostility into friendship?"
The big man spat, "Bah, your father toyed with my aunt when he was young. How can our He family bear this debt?"
"If you want to reconcile, you can ask your father to kneel in front of my aunt for three days and three nights, and the grudge will be wiped out."
Cangyun pulled his sleeves helplessly. He couldn't refute this. The fact was exactly as He Xiaoming said. Cangyun's father was too romantic when he was young and had a lot of romantic debts.
He Xiaoming's aunt is one of them. Her feelings were manipulated by Cangyun's father, and she is still trapped in love. Her cultivation journey has been greatly delayed.
"Stop talking nonsense, Cangyun, even if I can't kill you today, I will beat you to pieces!" A raging fire ignited around He Xiaoming.
This is his way of fire.
Cangyun's eyes were focused, and he was very energetic, and the power of Confucianism and Taoism in his body was looming.
He Xiaoming held his hands empty, with thumbs facing each other, and the other fingertips slightly spread upward, "The fire in the sky reflects the sky!"
The power of the flames quickly gathered around He Xiaoming, and a huge flame pressed toward the sky and overwhelming blue clouds.
Cang Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he made a gesture with one hand and said: "The water of the great river comes from the sky!"
A long river strangely appeared above the flames, and the long river covered the flames downwards, emitting huge smoke.
He Xiaoming's attack was easily defused by Cangyun.
Lin Shuang said to Ning Ruoxi: "Disciple, this Confucianism and Taoism are actually quite interesting. It feels like you follow the rules."
"Master, who do you think has a greater chance of winning?" Ning Ruoxi only cares about who can win. Anyway, she doesn't need to understand Confucianism or the Tao of Fire.
"The one who practices the way of fire!" Lin Shuang said.
Ning Ruoxi practiced the way of ice and had a natural repulsion towards the way of fire.
"The sun shakes the sky!" He Xiaoming held a ball in his hands above his head, and the power of fire continued to condense into it. When the fire ball was full, He Xiaoming launched the fire ball towards Cang Yun.
The fireball exuded an extremely hot breath, and the heat wave rolled in, burning and deforming the surrounding air. The nearby onlookers felt like they were in a furnace.
There was an ink pen in Cangyun's hand. He swung the ink pen and the ink on it spattered. Cang Yun picked up the pen and wrote the word "water" in the air.
The fireball collided with the word "water", and Cangyun seemed to be struggling. The power of Confucianism and Taoism was continuously poured into the ink pen, and the awe-inspiring righteousness on his body was also blessed.
"Cang Yun, I will let you know the gap between us." He Xiaoming sneered, his hands pushed forward again, and the originally unmoving word "water" suddenly showed signs of collapse.
The nearby onlookers were shocked, "Oh my God! He Xiaoming actually still has some energy left."
"He didn't use his full strength just now. He was always testing Brother Cang."
"Brother Cang, come on! We can't let the Southern Branch look down on our Eastern Branch."
"Hey, can't you see? Senior Brother Cang seems to be no match for He Xiaoming."
"..."
With a "boom", the word "water" finally couldn't hold on anymore. Cangyun was knocked out and fell from the ring, and his clothes were burned a lot.
Cangyun accidentally fell in front of Ning Ruoxi. Ning Ruoxi lowered her eyes and looked at Cangyun. The latter looked in pain, as if he had been burned unconscious. "Cang Yun, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, get up and fight me!" He Xiaoming came to the edge of the ring and shouted.
Seeing that Cangyun didn't respond, He Xiaoming remained unyielding and actually shot another fireball at Cangyun.
"Is He Xiaoming crazy? Senior Brother Cang fell off the ring. This competition is over. His behavior is maliciously hurting fellow disciples!" A disciple said in a voiceless voice.
Several Confucianism disciples saw Ning Ruoxi staying beside Cangyun and shouted loudly: "Girl, get out of the way! Don't be accidentally hurt by He Xiaoming!"
If Ning Ruoxi didn't dodge, she would definitely be attacked by the fireball.
There was another loud noise, and huge smoke was set off. Many disciples were choked by the smoke and moved further apart.
"This matter must be reported to the dean. He Xiaoming actually got off the ring and attacked his fellow disciples."
"Not only that, He Xiaoming also attacked the onlookers together."
"I don't know what happened to that woman. If she dies, He Xiaoming will definitely be severely punished."
"..."
The smoke slowly dissipated, and Ning Ruoxi was seen looking at He Xiaoming with an indifferent expression. There was a light blue barrier in front of her. It was this light blue barrier that blocked He Xiaoming's fireball.
He Xiaoming was a little surprised when he saw that Ning Ruoxi was fine. He was a little over the top just now, so he shot another fireball after Cangyun flew out of the ring.
After shooting the fireball, He Xiaoming actually felt regretful, but he had no time to stop. With Ning Ruoxi beside Cangyun, there was a high probability that he would be accidentally injured.
"How could it be, that nothing happened to you?" Seeing Ning Ruoxi, who was unharmed, He Xiaoming felt as if he had seen a ghost.
"Hiss~ The aura on this woman's body is only Nascent Soul, huh? No, Transformation God? It doesn't seem right either..."
"The key is that she actually blocked He Xiaoming's blow containing the power of fire with just the ice attribute barrier!"
(The power of fire, the power of ice, etc. are all the power of Tao.)
"She is not wearing academy clothes, isn't she a disciple of the academy?"
"..."
"Are you blind? Didn't you see anyone here?" Ning Ruoxi said coldly to He Xiaoming.
He Xiaoming was very angry. After all, he was in the middle stage of becoming a god, and he was scolded by someone who was in the early stage of becoming a god? Is this reasonable?
"So what if I saw it? I did it on purpose."
"Very good!" Ning Ruoxi stepped over from Cangyun and walked onto the ring step by step.
"What does this woman want to do? Does she want to compete with He Xiaoming?"
"It seems so. She is not practicing Confucianism or Taoism. Which branch is she a disciple of?"
"I don't know!"
"The conflict is getting bigger and bigger. Hurry up and find the deacons and elders!"
"..."
He Xiaoming didn't expect that Ning Ruoxi would dare to go to the ring. Is she really not afraid of him at all?
"Can people kill people in this arena?" Ning Ruoxi asked the disciples under the arena.
"No, the academy stipulates that fellow disciples are not allowed to kill."
Ning Ruoxi nodded thoughtfully, looking at He Xiaoming with murderous intent, "This is the rule of your Qinglong Academy. I am not a disciple of Qinglong Academy, so I can... kill people!"
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