Chapter 85: Sparrow Hiding in the Heavy Tower, Flower Rain Like a Downpour

In an instant, the stone platform was silent as death.

The black-dressed girl's expression was cold, her body transformed into light, collapsing and dissipating.

Level 4 talent, Shifting Shadows!

The next second.

Lu Lu Tingting held the blood sword and suddenly appeared beside Jiang Jian, the blood sword like a rainbow, slashing horizontally!

Her speed was terrifying to the extreme!

The blood sword tore through the air, slashing silently, bringing with it bursts of magnificent rainbow light.

Dazzling, yet fatal.

Clang!

A deafening explosion spread across the suspended stone arena!

Jiang Jian held the Han-Guang and blocked in front of him in an instant.

Bright sparks flew everywhere.

Jiang Jian was blasted back several steps by the huge impact!

"Nice reaction."

The black-dressed girl's voice was cold, her dress dancing, and she chased after Jiang Jian.

The blood sword in her hand carried blood rainbows.

In the blink of an eye, she slashed dozens of times!

Her speed was too fast.

Even when moving, she brought with her fleeting afterimages.

Making it impossible for anyone to tell her true position.

Boom!

The sound of paper tearing echoed through the stone platform!

Amidst the sky full of blood rainbows, a frost-white sword light roared and lifted!

The sword Qi was fierce, sweeping and roaring.

Dozens of blood sword light beams were swallowed into nothingness!

The Han-Guang sword Qi's momentum remained, fiercely tearing through the blood curtain and wrapping the black-dressed girl within it!

"Is this your trump card?"

The black-dressed girl's voice was near and far.

Her body twisted and disappeared again!

Boom!

The frost-white sword Qi missed, slashing into the heavy clouds around the arena, creating ripples.

"The power is not bad."

The next second, Lu Lu Tingting appeared on the opposite side of the arena and spoke again.

"But how many times can you perform this kind of sword move?"

Hearing her words.

Jiang Jian sensed slightly and noticed his Shenque spiritual energy was still almost full, and he couldn't help but show a strange expression.

He had only swung his sword casually.

In Lu Lu Tingting's eyes, it had become a trump card sword move that consumed a huge amount of energy.

Just then.

The black-dressed girl held the blood sword and raised her chin.

"My Shenque spiritual energy is still plentiful; I can completely exhaust you to death."

At the edge of the arena.

Jiang Jian was somewhat speechless.

37% Divine Gift Realm, such a terrifying Shenque spiritual essence, when facing freshmen of the same grade, had almost reached the level of crushing.

Lu Lu Tingting was very strong.

Much stronger than Yin Yin, who had a similar talent.

When matched with ordinary students, she could almost instantly kill them.

But Jiang Jian, through the exchange just now, had already been able to roughly estimate.

Lu Lu Tingting's Shenque spiritual essence would never exceed 30% of the Divine Gift Realm, even if she was a level 4 talent.

After all, not everyone could possess the demon power origin of a great demon as a cultivation material.

Even if they had it, they needed a suitable "Technique" to refine and melt it, transforming it into spiritual energy.

Otherwise, even if they obtained a demon power water ball, they wouldn't be able to use it at all and could only stare blankly.

While pondering this.

On the opposite side of the stone platform, Lu Lu Tingting sneered, and her body disappeared again!

"Jiang Jian, your sword move is very strong."

Her voice was very clear, as if it came from beside his ear.

"But mine is not bad either."

The moment the words fell.

The black-dressed girl streaked across an afterimage and appeared beside Jiang Jian.

The blood sword slashed horizontally!

Fierce blood light roared, sweeping over!

This sword move was her second talent, Weapon!

Jiang Jian's gaze was slightly solemn.

As his mind moved, a blood-red light curtain appeared in front of him, and his body shifted half a step backward.

Boom!

The blood sword tore through the air and slashed solidly onto the blood-red light curtain!

Rainbow streams surged, light rain scattered!

Where the sword blade slashed, countless invisible ripples surged crazily.

Making the entire suspended stone arena tremble slightly.

"Your technique light curtain."

The black-dressed girl stood in place, her expression showing astonishment for the first time, "The defense is actually this strong!"

Her gaze was full of shock, "This sword move of mine has great power."

"Among freshmen of the same grade, even a level 4 technique would be shattered by my technique light curtain!"

"But you actually!"

While shocked, her blood sword blade was stuck in the blood-red light curtain, unable to move for a time.

Jiang Jian remained silent, stroked his sword and rose, Han Guang slashed horizontally, once again flicking out a streak of sword light!

At the same time, the technique light curtain shattered suddenly!

Turning into countless scattered flowing lights, under Jiang Jian's mental command, they swept over like a storm, trapping the black-dressed girl in place!

The Han-Guang sword Qi was frost-white and cold, roaring fiercely.

Without mercy, it swept toward the black-dressed girl!

The sword light was as bright as day, reflecting into the depths of her pupils.

Lu Lu Tingting's pupils contracted sharply, her face as pale as paper.

She knew very well that if this sword slashed over, she would definitely lose!

Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes, her black dress flying like a butterfly.

Her body twisted sharply, suddenly turning into scattered black light!

"I will not lose!"

"Sparrow Hiding in the Heavy Tower!"

In an instant.

She actually broke free from the light stream's restraint.

And even dodged Jiang Jian's fierce white sword light by a hair's breadth!

At the same time.

Behind Jiang Jian, fine black light condensed.

Lu Lu Tingting's black dress danced, she landed, blood light condensed on her fingers, and she slashed fiercely!

Dozens of light blades appeared.

With terrifying speed, they tore toward Jiang Jian's head!

Jiang Jian stood with his sword, not looking back.

Silently.

Petals appeared on the huge stone platform.

Fine light scattered like rain.

On the stone platform, silence fell once again.

Whether it was those light blades.

Or the black-dressed girl.

They had all turned into dust, falling with the flower rain.

"This move."

"Flying Flower."

Jiang Jian lowered his gaze, looking at his pale palm.

Flying Flower, a killing move in the talent light ball "Dark Fragrance."

Its consumption was only 10% of his Shenque spiritual energy.

But the power it exerted could rank in the top three among his existing means!

With the increase in Shenque spiritual essence.

The second talent "Dark Fragrance" gradually began to exert another effect.

Improving spiritual energy running speed, improving spiritual energy affinity, improving spiritual energy circulation.

Jiang Jian clearly sensed.

After cultivating for 10 hours in the Cultivation Department and coming out.

His comprehension of "Dark Fragrance" had improved again!

Even his daily cultivation could be blessed by "Dark Fragrance."

"You have won this ranking match!"

"Your ranking: 3."

"Special note: You have won 34 consecutive matches!"

After defeating Lu Lu Tingting.

On the ladder rankings.

Jiang Jian's ranking had reached 3rd place!

On the joint forum, countless eyes were constantly watching the changes in the ladder rankings.

Jiang Jian rose to 3rd place, and Lu Lu Tingting fell to 4th place.

This ranking, having just changed.

Caused a huge uproar on the university forum!

Countless Divine Gift University students were frantically posting, begging for the battle video of this fight!

"Linjiang Academy's Jiang Jian defeated Wangchuan University's Lu Lu Tingting!"

"Why hasn't the battle video been released yet!"

"I'm in such a hurry! I want to see the video!"

"Why is there no video yet!"

"I beg you, upload the video!"

"Both top students excel at sword moves; I really want to see this battle!"

"Me too! If I could get the video, I'd even want to analyze it frame by frame!"

"Watching these top students fight really teaches you a lot!"

"I hope that when I wake up, I can see the video of Jiang Jian and Lu Lu Tingting on the forum!"

Fifteen minutes later.

A detailed analysis post was pinned to the top of the forum, receiving countless likes.

"Although there is no battle video, I can roughly analyze the process of this battle!"

"I have carefully watched the previous videos of the two top students."

"Lu Lu Tingting's Blood Rainbow Sword is like a butterfly dancing, ghostly and terrifying. Among freshmen of the same grade, very few can last a move in her hands."

"Jiang Jian's Han-Guang Sword, although not as agile as Lu Lu Tingting's, wins with its fierce sword momentum, sweeping invincible, and extremely strong offensive power."

"So I analyze that the focus of the two top students' battle should be on comparing Shenque spiritual essence and talent killing moves."

"Whoever has a deeper spiritual essence and a stronger talent killing move will win."

"Clearly, the top student from Linjiang Academy, classmate Jiang Jian, won this battle."

The post was very long, almost all dry analysis.

The replies below were also increasing.

Anhe Academy, girls' dormitory.

"Finally finished writing."

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her sore fingers.

She moved her gaze away from the holographic screen and looked to her side.

"Zhaozhao, how did I write?"

Not far away.

The girl's face was pale, sitting in a chair, her soft lips showing a smile.

"You wrote quite well."

Hearing the praise.

Zhong Ling was somewhat proud: "Of course, my analysis is neutral and objective, and I wasn't biased toward your brother."

Jiang Zhao said: "You are indeed impartial."

Zhong Ling stared at her and blinked: "No wonder he is your brother, he is as good-looking as you."

Jiang Zhao was somewhat speechless, extending her slender white fingers like green onions to gently tuck her hair behind her ears: "Jiang Jian sent a notification; in these two days, he should be coming to Anhezhou."

"Really!?"

Zhong Ling asked in surprise, her expression showing joy, "You know, I am a supporter of classmate Jiang Jian!"

Linjiang government district, seventeen Divine Gift Universities.

Freshman students, added together, totaled tens of thousands.

Jiang Jian had won 34 consecutive matches in the ladder ranking tournament, with a 100% win rate, which had long attracted the attention of many freshmen.

Even his battle videos were dug out by supporters and repeatedly watched and analyzed.

"Zhaozhao, what's wrong with you?!"

Suddenly, Zhong Ling's expression changed, and she stepped forward to support Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao sat in the chair, supporting her forehead, unable to speak.

Zhong Ling bit her lip: "Is it another headache? I'll go help you buy medicine."

"No need."

Jiang Zhao lowered her eyelids and, supported by Zhong Ling, struggled to return to the bed.

She opened her identity device and looked at Jiang Jian's notification interface.

On the holographic screen, the girl's pale, beautiful face was reflected.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 86 =====