Junior sister took first place again

After several hundred more moves, Cui Jingyou's cuffs were already covered with water droplets. He didn't notice that these water droplets were seeping into his sword pattern along a specific trajectory.

Every time He Ling blocked, she deliberately guided the water vapor to gather, and an invisible water array gradually formed on the ring.

"Cui Xianjun, be careful."

He Ling suddenly used a move called "Burning Sky with Flames", and the entire arena turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Cui Jingyou let out a long laugh, and with the force of the Heavenly River, he cut through the curtain of fire. Little did he know that this was exactly what she wanted—at the moment the water and fire collided, the previously set water formation suddenly reversed.

In the mist of intertwined water and fire, He Ling's sword truly demonstrated his water-based attainments for the first time.

The Frost Sky Sword Intent unfolded, and every sword energy of Cui Jingyou was copied and rebounded.

When the ninth rebounding sword energy struck, his sword finally froze - the water droplets that had seeped into the sword pattern were now turning into ice crystals.

"boom!"

The tip of He Ling's sword was three inches in front of Cui Jingyou's throat, and the sudden burst of heat burned half of his sleeve.

"Concession."

When He Ling sheathed her sword, she deliberately allowed the remaining moisture on the blade to be evaporated by the fire spirit root. Cui Jingyou watched the ice crystals quickly dissipate on the ground, attributing it to the residual power of the fire spirit root.

He smiled bitterly and wiped away the icy frost on his brow, "Cui is no match for the Immortal Lord."

Ning Jiasheng stood in the shadow of an ancient cypress in the corner, and the light spots leaking through the gaps between the cypress leaves flowed on her white clothes.

Ji He noticed that her eyes were always fixed on He Ling - the woman in red who had just defeated Cui Jingyou was wiping the sword, her movements as gentle as if she was soothing her lover's wound.

"That's... He Ling?"

The Changxing Sect disciple in the foundation-building stage in his memory now had a sword intent as solid as the abyss. Even Chi Yan could feel the pressure of that sword just now and was ready to make a move.

The plum branch in Ji He's hand suddenly blossomed with several red plum blossoms. "That girl's water spirit root is well hidden." The petals fell on Ning Jiasheng's shoulders. "Her opponent didn't even realize that her meridians were frozen by the water sword intent."

Before the next match began, He Ling left the table to regulate her breathing. Ning Jiasheng watched her departing figure. "It seems she must have had some good opportunities over the years."

Upon hearing this, Ji He made a listening gesture.

"The first mission I undertook when I went down the mountain was related to her. He Xianjun was injured by the scorpion demon at the time. Since he was only at the foundation-building stage, he came to Xuanling Sect to be rescued, and his journey had to stop there."

"Looking at her now, I believe that sentence again—" Ning Jiasheng turned around, and the ends of her hair brushed against the plum branch in Ji He's hand, "Everything is possible."

"Nephew, you are right."

Suddenly, a pleasant male voice sounded from the front. Yun Hua Xian Zun stopped about ten feet away and said with a smile, "It's been many years since we last met. My nephew is still as elegant as ever."

The drums in the field were thundering, and a new showdown had begun.

Ning Jiasheng looked back at the Immortal Master Yunhua whom he had not seen for a long time, and the familiar feeling of intimacy came back all of a sudden.

She smiled brightly and said naturally, "Uncle Chu, how are you?"

Immortal Yunhua smiled and shook his head. Ning Jiasheng turned around and pointed at Ji He, introducing the two to each other.

"This is Immortal Lord Ji, Ji He."

"Your Majesty, this is the head of the Tianshu Hall of the Xingchen Sect, Immortal Yunhua."

Ji He nodded to Yun Hua Xian Zun, who waved his hand and said, "We all know each other well, so there's no need for empty formalities."

He turned sideways and motioned Ning Jiasheng to come over, "Nephew, follow me. Senior Brother wants to see you. Immortal Lord Ji is free to do as he pleases."

Ning Jiasheng had long wanted to meet the Immortal Master Nanming, so he stepped forward without hesitation upon hearing this.

Before she could speak, Ji He followed her and said:

"I'll go with you, I won't go in."

Fortunately, Immortal Yunhua did not refuse, and the three of them left the place in the blink of an eye.