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Han Yujia nodded.

Li Xiao was even happier when he took the spirit stone. "My fellow Taoist, you are such a good person!"

Han Yujia looked at the ill-fitting clothes on him and said goodbye without saying anything else.

Li Xiao put the spirit stone into his pocket and felt that life was so wonderful. His cultivation was not high, only the ninth level of Qi training, and his only advantage was that he had a lot of strength.

He knew long ago that he would definitely lose in the sect competition, and he might even lose miserably!

So he deliberately wore his old clothes, not caring if they got torn. However, his opponent seemed to have misunderstood something and gave him more than a dozen spirit stones!

"She is such a nice person!" Li Xiao sighed again. Not all the people in the Demon Sect are bad.

Shen Qing retracted his gaze, thinking. This Yinglong Sect disciple looked no different from an ordinary immortal sect disciple, and when watching the game, he even extended a helping hand to his opponent.

At that time on the ring, when the black iron pot fell down, if Han Yujia had not taken action, Li Xiao would have had to go back lying on the ground.

Could they really be the ones who did the evil spirit thing? I always feel something is weird.

Shen Qing didn't think about it anymore, because it was her turn to compete soon!

Shen Qingfei stepped onto the stage, her clothes fluttering in the wind. She stared at the man standing opposite her, or perhaps it would be more accurate to call him a young man.

He didn't look very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was very handsome, but his whole body was filled with condensed spiritual energy and he had an extraordinary bearing. This man had actually reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment!

Shen Wu Yu put away his playful expression. The little girl in front of him looked younger than him, but her cultivation was the same as his. It seemed that he had underestimated Xuan Tian Sect.

He glanced at the audience, and a touch of purple caught his eye. Shen Wuyu's mouth curled up slightly. Even if the other party had the same cultivation as him, so what? Cultivation is not completely equivalent to strength.

"Both parties exchange their names." the referee shouted.

"Xuan Tian Sect - Shen Qing." Shen Qing saluted politely with his fists clasped.

"I am Shen Wu Yu from the Yinglong clan. You see, both you and I have the surname Shen. We might have been from the same family five hundred years ago." Shen Wu Yu smiled and winked at her.

"..." What a cold joke.

"I declare the first round of the second match begun!" The bronze drum was struck again.

The moment the bronze drum sounded, the smile on Shen Wu Yu's face disappeared. He raised his sword and rushed towards Shen Qing's face quickly.

So fast! Shen Qing thought secretly.

But when it comes to physical skills, she has never seen anyone who can match Yun Jifeng.

So when Shen Wu Yu tried to stab Shen Qing, he felt that the other party was like a cloud or a breeze, and dodged very lightly.

She's faster!

A knife slashed towards his neck, and Shen Wu Yu raised his sword to block it, and the sword and the knife made a resounding sound.

Shen Wuyu only felt a shock in his palm. How could this little girl be so strong?

Shen Qing's expression became fierce. The long sword in her hand did not seem like a weapon, but more like an extension of herself. Spiritual energy was injected into the blade, and her sword skills were dense, like continuous drizzle.

Shen Wu Yu was no pushover either. He blocked each attack one by one. When Shen Qing's knife approached again, he supported his sword on the ground and did a nimble backward flip, with his whole body flying into the air like a nimble fish.

The moment he landed on the ground, he immediately made a hand gesture and a ring of fire appeared, trapping Shen Qing.

Shen Qing frowned. This fire ring actually had the effect of suppressing spiritual power. Was it a spell unique to their Yinglong Sect?

She spun around and slashed, summoning a water dragon, which opened its huge mouth and sucked the fire ring in.

At this time, Shen Wuyu also came behind her and shouted, "Flame Devourer!"

The long sword split into twelve, each sword stained with black flames.

A water curtain rose up, and twelve long swords blew up the thin water curtain with absolute pressure. Shen Wuyu raised the corner of her mouth, she was bound to lose!

The exploded water curtain quickly recovered, and twelve black flames spurted out from it.

How could that be?!

Shen Wuyu was greatly shocked. He supported himself with his hands and did several somersaults backwards. The black fire hit the ground, creating a huge crack in the arena.

Shen Qing's figure was ethereal, appearing behind Shen Wu Yu like a wisp of breeze, and the blade of her knife was about to cross his neck!

Shen Wu Yu seemed to have eyes on his back and grabbed Shen Qing's long sword.

Shen Qing was a little surprised.

He held down the long sword and chuckled, "I knew you had special skills, but I still caught you, didn't I?"

The evil spirit flowed along his hand, from the long sword to Shen Qing.

The invasion of demonic energy is not allowed! The spiritual power was injected into the long sword, and the blade shook, shaking off Shen Wuyu's hand.

Shen Wuyu was not anxious at all, "Shen Qing, you are indeed a rare genius, why don't you respond to Dragon Sect with me..."

Shen Qing's eyes were wide open with anger, her mind filled with thoughts of how this bastard wanted to ruin her reputation!

Fuck him!

So Shen Wuyu discovered that his opponent was working harder? Hmm???

The towering sea tide surged up from behind her. Shen Qing swung his sword faster and faster. The sea tide, several feet high, surged down, but Shen Wu Yu did not look nervous at all. His figure turned into bubble and completely disappeared in Shen Qing's eyes.

Shen Qing did not stop. She slashed with her long sword and slashed towards the void. A muffled groan was heard, and the surrounding space seemed to change. Shen Wuyu's figure appeared again.

But he vomited blood and fell to the ground. A closer look revealed a large wound on his chest.

Once again, the long knife was across his neck.

Shen Qing lowered his eyes and looked at him, "You lose."

The drums were struck, and the referee shouted: "The first match, the second round, Xuantian Sect's Shen Qing wins—"

After Shen Qing heard the referee announce the result, he put away his knife and pulled the other person up.

Shen Wu Yu frowned, "I don't understand..." He set up a formation while attacking, so she shouldn't be able to find it.

But that final blow hit him so accurately, how did this person do it?

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows. Playing the formation in front of her could only be considered a wrong choice on his part.

However, as a disciple of the Immortal Dao with a good family background, Shen Qing still answered him mercifully, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's too late to understand now anyway."

Shen Wuyu's face darkened immediately, "You..."

"Actually, I could have fought with you for a little longer, but what you said was so harsh that I couldn't help it." Shen Qing shook his head and left.

Shen Wuyu covered his wound, feeling a little confused. What did he mean by "his words were too harsh"? What did he mean?

He thought about it carefully.

"Shen Qing, you are indeed a rare genius. Why don't you respond to Long Zong with me..."

Shen Wuyu's eyebrows drooped. No way, wasn't he praising her as a genius? Was she scolding him for this?

Wait, didn't she think that recruiting her into the sect was "hard to hear"?

Oh my god, this rude guy! Does she know whose invitation she accepted? He has never invited anyone like this before!

You don't know what's good for you! You deserve to wear that boring outfit that everyone else wears forever!