After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

As the first monk came on stage, the other two arenas also ushered in their own battles.

The headmaster put his foot on the stool, put his left hand on his knee, and looked at the disciples below with a sense of satisfaction. His spiritual sense found that they were only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and the interest that had just risen was immediately dissipated.

But I still read on patiently.

Soon, he was upset by the unbearable fight. He was obviously a cultivator, but he only knew a few spells. You made a fireball, I made a water bullet, and the fight was fierce.

After they had used up each other's spiritual energy, they became like ordinary ruffians, picking up their iron swords and long knives and starting fighting with each other.

Wu Yingjie watched the fight that seemed like a joke, rolled his eyes and closed them to rest. The inner disciples who came to watch the fight started to whisper to each other, and some even laughed out loud.

On the other hand, the four elders of the sect who were at the ninth level of Qi Refining on the stands were watching with great interest, and made a few comments from time to time.

"It seems that this little fellow has put a lot of effort into the fire bomb technique. He can actually fire it with just a wave of his hand. It seems that he is a potential practitioner. I just happened to create a magic technique recently. I will let him test it for me after it is finished."

The only female elder grinned upon hearing this, revealing her few teeth. "That's right. But I think the female cultivator in the middle ring is the best. Look at how soft her body is. I really want to touch her."

After saying that, he squinted his eyes and laughed strangely. His eyes hidden in the wrinkles kept looking at the female cultivator's exposed fair and tender skin.

Listening to the elders' words, the head of the sect did not show any anger on his face, but became more and more impatient. His white fingers tapped the table, and finally he really didn't want to waste time here.

"Tsk, what a bunch of idiots."

Then he stretched out his right hand and swung it forward violently.

Suddenly, spiritual energy surged in the three arenas, and the inky spiritual energy turned into silk and rushed straight to the several monks on the arenas.

They were fighting when they felt the pressure of a mountain. They turned their heads in horror and saw a silk thread several dozen meters long coming at them. They quickly put up their shields to resist, but as expected, their shields were broken and they were knocked off the stage while spitting blood.

After the attack, the vast spiritual energy dissipated into nothingness under his divine consciousness.

For a moment, the only sounds in the entire Juexiantai could be the whistling sound of the wind and the screams and wails of several disciples.

The headmaster acted as if he had done something insignificant, and his voice did not fluctuate at all.

"If you are all this level, you will come to the stage and embarrass yourself. Even if you win first place, I will definitely kill you in my hands, so that you won't lose face at the Demon Ceremony."

Hearing his cold words, all the disciples were trembling with fear like quails. Even Wu Yingchun, who was standing in the front wanting to watch the excitement, lowered his head and did not dare to look up at his figure.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, he leaned back leisurely and relaxed his body.

"continue."

The disciples looked at the few people who were gradually losing their voice like mud and fainting, and expressions of fear appeared on their faces.

Yu Fei was awed at this moment. She had never thought that the leader of the Five Poison Sect would be so moody, cruel and ruthless. He even showed no mercy to the sect's disciples.

Wu Yingjie felt the fear of others at this moment, and secretly felt disdain in his heart.

With a casual move, the top-grade magical weapon Jinyang Sword, which was held in Yu Fei's arms, suddenly flew out of her body. With a crisp clang, the sword moved with her and she stepped on the sword and flew onto the stage.

With a casual move of his hand, the flying sword landed obediently in the palm of his hand.

After respectfully saluting towards the viewing platform, he swung his sword and pointed it at the ground, looking handsome, elegant and graceful.

"My name is Wu Yingjie. I hope you fellow practitioners will give me some advice!"

“Good style.”

Seeing him like this, the old man at the foundation-building stage beside the sect leader couldn't help but stroke his beard with satisfaction in his eyes. He said, "If the sect is full of disciples like this, our Five Poison Sect will have hope of prosperity."

Upon hearing this, the other elders smiled as brightly as chrysanthemums, with flattery on their faces.

"Uncle Master is right. This young man is the second son of the Wu family's Patriarch, Wu Yingjie. Although he is not as talented as his elder brother, he is also a rare genius."

The old man narrowed his eyes when he heard this and glanced at the sect leader beside him with a strange look.

"Oh? So it's the boy from the Wu family, no wonder he is so handsome."

At this moment, below the stage, the Lin family disciples felt dissatisfied when they saw his arrogant and heroic appearance.

Holding a folding fan, he would fly up with a light tap of his feet.

"Just let me meet you."

Lin Ziyuan was wearing white clothes and holding a white fan, and had a fair and clean appearance, just like a scholar who had just entered the secular world. However, his sinister eyes ruined his temperament.

Staring intently at the handsome young man opposite.

"Wu Yingjie, I have waited for this opportunity for too long. Today, let everyone know who is the leader of the outer sect."

Wu Yingjie looked indifferent, as if he didn't take it seriously at all. This attitude immediately made the young man look unhappy.

"Let's see how long you can keep pretending!"

After saying that, he put away the folding fan and slapped the storage bag. With a buzzing sound, a golden flying ring floated out of it and slowly flew to the palm of his hand.

The appearance of this flying ring is not much different from the gold ornament on Concubine Yu's ankle.

"Is this the Lin family's heirloom magic weapon, the Wuding Flying Ring?"

The elder on the viewing platform squinted his eyes and recognized it. It turned out to be a top-grade magic weapon. This magic weapon could attack and defend, which was truly magical. It was a leader even among the top-grade magic weapons.

"The Lin family's foundation-building cultivator actually gave him this item. This fight becomes very interesting."

Lin Ziyuan raised his head with a proud look in his eyes. "Wu Yingjie, you are so arrogant just because you rely on that top-grade magic sword. Now that I also have this flying ring, I will definitely beat you back to your original form."

After saying this, he urged his spiritual energy and the flying ring on his palm suddenly burst into golden light. With a whooshing sound, it turned into dozens of golden rings of the same appearance and smashed towards the sword-wielding boy.

Wu Yingjie frowned when he saw this powerful force, and without any hesitation, he used the wind control technique and jumped several feet away with a light tap of his feet.

Accompanied by the sound of bluestone breaking, several flying rings were dodged, and the stone slabs were broken one by one and embedded in it.

Facing the flying ring that he couldn't avoid, Wu Yingjie raised his sword. The Jinyang Sword emitted a golden-red color, and it cut the flying ring into pieces while blocking it.

Occasionally, a flying ring would dodge the long sword and hit the shield he had raised with a humming sound. In an instant, most of the spiritual shield was shattered, and the remaining power made the young man's face turn pale.

Seeing this, Lin Ziyuan grinned and laughed, "Wu Yingjie, all your strength is in your magic weapons. Now you are suppressed by me and you have nothing to do! I advise you to admit defeat and surrender quickly to avoid damaging the harmony between our two families."

"So much nonsense."

Wu Yingjie barely blocked the flying ring, and couldn't help but secretly marvel at the power of this magic weapon. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and the spiritual energy in his body flowed, and he made a hand gesture.

The void in front of him was slightly distorted, and a scorching flame suddenly ignited and turned into a meter-long orange-flame snake. Its appearance was lifelike, and as soon as it appeared, it looked like it was roaring towards the sky.

There was a strong sense of power beneath the crackling sound of burning.