Chapter 17

When Yu Sheng walked into the center of the martial arts field, the vast space became silent again.

Although only fifteen years old, the muscular lines full of strength often make people ignore his age.

He walked to the top of the magic circle, and in an instant, his body was bathed in brilliant golden light, surrounded by fighting spirit and magic.

The heavenly grade of metallic perception, the realm of martial arts, and the realm of mage, all are the eighth-level awakening realm, the dual cultivation of law and martial arts, and the two are in the same realm.

"Come out." Yu Sheng pointed his finger at the person who was screaming loudly just now. The man's body trembled and his face was pale, but he still stubbornly walked towards the martial arts field.

Innate talent, heaven and earth spiritual energy perception, realm, the eighth level of awakening, but looking at the rest of his life standing opposite, he has no confidence at all, and the whole person seems to have no momentum.

"Are you ready?" Yu Sheng asked.

"Okay." The man's voice trembled slightly. The next moment, the martial arts field trembled, and Yu Sheng walked towards the other party with huge steps.

"Zhan." The man on the other side shouted angrily, and Wu Zhiyi released, gritted his teeth, but when Yu Sheng was bathed in golden light like a god of war, the momentum he gathered turned out to be so fragile.

"Bang!" Everyone saw that the person's body was directly knocked out by Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng, bathed in golden light, did not use any combat skills or spells, and used his body to forcibly knock a martial practitioner from the same realm into the air. .

"You, come out..." Yu Sheng pointed to the next person, who was also the one who shouted to challenge Ye Futian before. The person shuddered and said, "I admit defeat."

"If you admit defeat, you have to stand up and show your talent." The elder next to the martial arts formation glanced at the other party, a little dissatisfied and too spineless, but the boy who looked like a god of war in front of him was indeed too different. .

The faces of those who shouted to challenge Ye Futian before were extremely ugly, wouldn't this guy really challenge them all one by one?

If this is the case, their debate is completely ruined.

"Ye Futian." They looked at the shameless guy angrily, tricking them into standing up and running down and letting the rest of their lives challenge him.

Ye Futian looked at all this with a smile, and looked at the figure in the middle of the martial arts field. This time Qiu Wei, Yu Sheng, was the real protagonist.

Unsurprisingly, those who shouted to challenge Ye Futian were named and debated by Yu Sheng one by one. There were several powerhouses in the eighth level of martial arts and even the ninth level of martial arts. Under the ruthless destruction of Yu Sheng, there was no chance to release light at all.

They could have stepped into the Qingzhou Academy to become official disciples long ago, and the reason for the delay is to make a better performance in the autumn season and next spring season. This is good for their future journey. There are rumors that the most outstanding performers in Chunwei and Qiuwei each year have the opportunity to enter the palace master-level character Fayan and are accepted as closed disciples, so there are always some people who want to try their luck.

Unfortunately, this time, it was completely reduced to a foil for the rest of my life.

"It's like a monster." The people in the stands said to themselves.

Even Qin Shuai, the general of the Black Unicorn Legion, looked at Yu Sheng a little differently. This child was born with divine power, martial arts talent, and mage talent. If he was a knight, he would definitely be able to make the enemy terrified.

"Yu Sheng, that's ok." Finally, Ye Futian shouted, and Yu Sheng walked back to his position, making many people relieved.

Next, the others finally had the opportunity to express themselves, and successively went to the center of the martial arts field to release their talents and realms, and debated. Although they were also exciting, they were no longer as strong as the shock brought by the rest of their lives.

A little bit of time passed, until Murong Qiu came on the court, and it became a little more exciting. After he came on the court, he challenged the high-level players in succession, and defeated all the awakened ninth-level people who participated in the debate. The method defeated the disciples of the eighth level of awakening, and the light was unparalleled for a while.

His eyes even glanced at Yu Sheng's side, but he didn't seem to be sure of winning, and he still didn't challenge Yu Sheng after all.

Ye Futian noticed Murong Qiu's look, and of course he saw it. Murong Qiu also wanted to be number one this time, and Yu Sheng was his blocker. Only by defeating Yu Sheng could he be able to win Qiu steadily. Wei No. 1, but Murong Qiu didn't do it because he didn't have confidence.

"They are all on the top two list in the literary exam, and the debate performance is equally eye-catching, but the talent age and the rest of their lives are more advantageous. The autumn season is the first, it should be the rest of my life." Ye Futian thought in his heart, waiting patiently for this time. The end of autumn.

The shadow of the sun slanted to the west, but the crowd in the martial arts field showed no sign of exhaustion. Hundreds of disciples showed their brilliance one after another. Although Hua Jieyu did not participate in the debate, she came out and released her talent and realm. Rong Yan felt a little heartache, don't really fall in love with that shameless person.

The debate is finally coming to an end, until it ends.

Everyone's eyes slowly turned to look at the direction of the elders of Qingzhou Academy in front of the martial arts field. Next, they will wait for Leng Qingfeng, the master of the Jiange Pavilion, and Shi Zhong, the master of the Tuxing Palace, to decide the outcome of the autumn. , even if it is over.

Leng Qingfeng and Shi Zhong seemed to be discussing something, and someone was recording it, apparently discussing the final result of Qiu Wei.

An elder next to Shi Zhong came out, took the recorded list and stepped forward, looked at the young man in the martial arts field, and said slowly, "This Qiu Wei is the same as usual. All performances will be taken into consideration, and the list of the Autumn Toppers will be born."

In the end, Qiuwei will only have one list, and that is the first list. Similar to the literary test, only the top three have specific rankings in the Qiuwei Jia list.

The top three in the qiu jia list symbolize glory, and the people on the jia list will also be eligible to enter the second floor of the library.

Everyone's eyes are looking forward with anticipation. Who will be the most dazzling three people on the Autumn Jiao list?

Ye Futian stared at the figure of the elder in front of him, his eyes shining brightly, this autumn season belongs to the rest of his life.

"The top of the list, Murong Qiu." A voice came out at this moment, the light in Ye Futian's eyes condensed there, and then he became confused and puzzled.

The top of the list, Murong Qiu?

The others were also a little surprised, but they didn't have any special emotions. After all, Murong Qiu's realm was the ninth level of awakening, and his performance was good enough, but he felt that the rest of his life was a pity.

"Second place in the top ranking, the rest of my life." The elder continued to announce.

"Why?" Just when the elder was about to continue to announce, a voice interrupted him, and everyone showed a strange look, looking at the person who spoke, it was Ye Futian.

The elders who announced the list and the seniors from Qingzhou Academy in front frowned. Interrupting the announcement of the results at this time was obviously rude to the elders.

"Why is Murong Qiu number one and second for the rest of his life?" Ye Futian asked.

"Presumptuous." The elder who announced the list scolded and said, "The ranking of the list is established, and it has its own reasons."

"I don't agree." Ye Futian said.

"Murong Qiu, seventeen years old, earth-type mage, natural talent, the ninth level of awakening; Yu Sheng, fifteen years old, both martial arts training, martial arts talent and mage talent are both natural talent, the comparison of the two talents, obviously Yu Sheng Even more outstanding, as for the literary test, both of them were on the top two list, and they were on the same level. In the debate performance, Murong Qiu had no defeat, and the rest of his life was the same. He swept the students of the ninth return to the first level with the eighth level of awakening. In which aspect, Yu Sheng's advantage can be seen at a glance, why is Murong Qiu at the top of the list."

Ye Futian took a step forward, bowed in the direction of the teacher of Qingzhou Academy in front of him, and said, "I hope the teachers can seriously consider it."

"This guy..." Qin Yimei looked at Ye Futian, although she did not agree with the result, but since the Qingzhou Academy has announced that Ye Futian has stood up, isn't it questioning the master of the Jiange Pavilion and the master of the Tuxing Palace?

This guy is clearly extremely smart, but why is he so confused at this moment.

The outer disciples in the martial arts field all looked at Ye Futian and talked in a low voice. Murong Qiu looked extremely indifferent and stared at Ye Futian.

Everyone in the stands also showed a surprised expression. Although they felt that the rest of their lives was a pity, they did not expect that any disciple would stand up and question it in public.

"Shut up, do you know what you're doing?" The elder next to the circle scolded. He admired Ye Futian very much, but it was because of his appreciation that he stopped this guy from being presumptuous. Young and frivolous should know how to behave.

Ye Futian certainly knows what he does, and he also understands that doing so may not make sense. This is not a rational act, but he still has to stand up. If it is himself, he does not care, but this should be the glory of the rest of his life. Why was it deprived just because of a misjudgment?

Qiu Wei's top ranking is a comprehensive consideration. It is exactly the ones he listed before. As he said, there is no place where he is weak in the rest of his life. Why did he lose to Murong Qiu?

Although the gap between the top and second places is not big, for Ye Futian, the glory of the top should belong to the rest of his life, why should he be deprived of it?

"I know, but I'm not convinced." The boy's eyes showed stubbornness. He had never been so serious. Even if he was humiliated, he could ignore it, but he couldn't just watch the things that belonged to Yu Sheng were taken away. Indifferent.

"Futian." Yu Sheng put his palm on Ye Futian's shoulder and shook his head at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at him and shook his head equally seriously.

"Continue to announce the results of the list and cross out his name." Shi Zhong said coldly. Although this list may be questioned, it is not a big deal. After all, Murong Qiu's performance is good enough. But he did not expect that Ye Futian would stand up and point out in public.

The person who announced the list nodded, glanced at the name of the number three on the top list, then jumped over the name and said, "The number three on the top list, Hua Jieyu."

Although Hua Jieyu did not participate in the debate, he was second in the literary test, and his talent was extremely outstanding. His cultivation was in the same state, and he was placed third in Qiuwei. No one would question it. Of course, everyone vaguely guessed that the position should have been It belongs to the stubborn young man.

"I'm still not convinced." Ye Futian's voice remained the same, but the person who announced the list continued to say the next name.

As a result, there was a situation that had never happened before in Qiuwei this time. When the list of Qiuwei's top ranking was announced, there was a stubborn voice that always sounded in the martial arts field.

Yu Sheng looked at the slightly thin back, clenched his fists tightly, and those resolute eyes were slightly red.

"Boom!" With a shock, Yu Sheng stepped out. No one could trample on the dignity of the young man in front, not even the Qingzhou Academy!