So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Ling Jiuan turned her palm upwards, and three sword energies lingered in her palm, but they were only the size of a dagger.

Ling Xiuwen took a closer look and felt both shocked and angry.

That was the sword energy that Wang Yangming had injected into her body at the beginning.

No wonder it didn't penetrate, it was actually used by her!

How did a person who didn't even have spiritual roots do this?

Not only him, but Wang Yangming was also completely dumbfounded.

He looked at the sword energy that only he could control, but it was actually in the hands of a loser like Ling Jiuan. His head was buzzing and he stood there stupidly, not knowing how to resist.

Ling Jiuan sneered coldly and pushed the sword energy towards Wang Yangming.

Just as Wang Yangming was fleeing in panic, Ling Jiuan followed closely behind him, clenched his fists and gathered all the strength in his meridians between his fingers.

"what!"

A steady and powerful shout came down.

Wang Yangming took the blow head-on and fell straight to the ground.

Ling Jiuan's legs went weak, but he managed not to fall down. He was gasping for breath, his eyes bright.

She did it.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The bronze bell used to decide the outcome of the match beside the ring rang in the wind.

That is the ancient divine weapon Lingyue, which has witnessed all kinds of human affairs under the throne of Tiandao and is the most fair and authoritative.

Since ancient times, whenever the five major families needed to decide the outcome of a fight, they would always ask Ling Yue to be the referee.

The sound of the bell hit everyone's head directly, and everyone woke up as if from a dream.

"She won! She actually won!"

"That's Wang Yangming, who is at the peak of Qi training. How on earth did she do it? Can physical training really lead to such strength?"

Everyone was in disbelief and whispered to each other, feeling fearful for a moment.

Lei Tingyi stood behind the most inconspicuous group of people and curled his lips slightly: "A little trick."

He felt relieved.

Ling Changfeng took a deep breath and stood up. Although he had no intention of praising Ling Jiuan, he couldn't help feeling proud.

He glanced at everyone and asked in a deep voice, "Who else wants to challenge me?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to stand up.

Originally, they only regarded Ling Jiuan as an ant that could be crushed to death at will. They never thought that Ling Jiuan could escape from Wang Yangming. They thought that her fate would be to be thrown into the furnace.

But Ling Jiuan didn't know how to improve his strength and could only train his body, but he used all kinds of tricks to defeat all the powerful Qi training masters who were stronger than them.

Even if they want to win, they have to be cautious.

Knowing nothing about the enemy is the most frustrating thing in a fight.

"No one is willing to fight?"

The elder in charge of maintaining order in the competition spoke in a loud voice, looked around, and was ready to announce the success of the defense.

At this moment, a man in black flew towards the ring.

"I'll challenge you!"

The young man who spoke had a handsome appearance and it was obvious that he had a high level of cultivation.

This made Jiuan feel uneasy.

This person is very imposing. Although we don’t know how strong he is, since he has come on stage to challenge, he must be no worse than Wang Mingyang.

At this time, the audience had already started discussing.

"It's Chen Yan, the young master of the Chen family!"

"Young Master Chen has been practicing diligently since he was young. I think he has reached the peak of Qi training. The fifth young lady of the Ling family just barely won. Now she is injured and will definitely not be able to beat him."

Ling Jiuan heard their words carefully.

It’s the peak of Qi training again.

"Humph!" Chen Yan snorted in high spirits, raising his chin: "I can see clearly that you are definitely not that strong, you are just being a little clever. Wang Mingyang is a disciple of my Chen family. Today, I want to avenge my fellow disciple. Are you willing to fight me?"

He turned sideways and raised a silver spear, pointing it at Ling Jiuan.

A gust of wind blew, making Jiuan feel the power contained in the silver spear, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips.

She was seriously injured and exhausted, and it was no longer enough for her to fight another tough battle.

But now that everyone is watching, she can't admit defeat.

The blood is boiling and the anger is burning.

Ling Jiuan turned his head to look at Lei Tingyi across the crowd.

Lei Tingyi also looked at her and nodded slightly.

That's meant to be encouraging.

No one was optimistic about her, except Lei Tingyi.

Since we can win once, let’s win a second time and make everyone convinced!

Ling Jiuan took a deep breath and looked straight at Chen Yan.

"bring it on."

"This could be fatal! What should we do? Is my cousin really going to get into trouble?" Ling Xiuwen pretended to be anxious.

Ling Changfeng sat firmly on the chair, his eyes like lightning: "Humph, she doesn't represent herself, but the face and backbone of the Ling family. The Ling family can only be defeated and must not admit defeat!"

The implication is that you have to fight to the death.

Ling Jiuan has now completely realized that this so-called father cares about nothing except the reputation of the Ling family.

She didn't expect the other party to care.

She wanted to win not for the Ling family, but just to let everyone see that she, Ling Jiuan, was not a coward who was afraid of death and would admit defeat. She could still be respected without spiritual roots!

Ling Jiuan stood quietly, and when Chen Yan approached, he urgently healed his wounds.

Chen Yan saw that she was recovering from her internal injuries and smiled uninhibitedly:

"watch out!"

The silver spear was dazzling, and the light from the front end was heading straight for Ling Jiuan's face!

Ling Jiuan exhaled a breath of foul air, leaned back and bent down to avoid the attack, then slid behind Chen Yan and chopped at the back of his neck with his palm!

What a great speed!

Chen Yan turned sideways and raised his arm to block.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jiuan didn't really hit him on the back of the neck. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity and grabbed his wrist holding the gun, twisting it in the opposite direction.

"hiss!"

Chen Yan gasped in pain, and the silver spear he couldn't hold on to fell to the ground.

Once a cultivator has a weapon, he will practice together with his weapon.

If a person becomes an immortal, his weapon will also become a divine weapon.

The silver spear was his lifeblood, but it was knocked away by Ling Jiuan.

"I will definitely defeat you!"

Chen Yan felt humiliated and completely angry, and kicked Ling Jiuan.

Ling Jiuan felt pain all over his body, his movements became a little slow, and he was unable to dodge.

She was kicked to the ground with a bang. Just as she was struggling to get up, Chen Yan had already approached her and punched Ling Jiuan in the stomach twice again.

"Except when a fight is necessary, I never do this to women. I'm sorry this time!"

Chen Yan gathered his strength for the last time and attacked Ling Jiuan's heart again.

Some people shook their heads slightly, and some turned away, not daring to look.

It made all the family members look unhappy.

The defeat is already decided and there is no way to reverse it.

The Ling family is about to lose their place.

Ling Jiuan's body flew out and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, motionless.

Everyone in the Chen family stood up and cheered.

Lei Tingyi took two steps forward, but he was too far away to see Ling Jiuan's situation at all.

Is she okay?

Lei Tingyi clenched his fists tightly, a hint of worry flashing across his eyes.

The scenes of Ling Jiuan's hard training in the past emerged in his mind, and a bit of hostility appeared on his calm face.

"Elder, I won." Chen Yan picked up the silver spear, turned his back to Ling Jiuan, and felt relieved.

The elder frowned and looked up at Lingyue.

The artifact didn't make any sound.

When Wang Yangming fell just now, the magic weapon immediately announced the result.

"What is Elder Danxu waiting for?"

The head of the Chen family, Chen Changsheng, stood up and urged, "My son won, why don't you announce the result? The Ling family quota belongs to our Chen family."

"Look at Suzuki!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked in the direction of the shout, their faces changed at the same time.