Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

"I also sensed it. The aura she carries is that of the eighth level of Qi Refining."

"What a pity for such a beauty."

"What's so sad about a straw bag beauty?"

Zhong Ran and others followed the steward in, and soon several young men and women came out to greet them.

"I think this must be Senior Brother Lu. Please come in quickly."

The group went inside and sat down. Zhong Ran secretly looked at the people opposite him and seemed not to see the talented girl.

Lu Yuanhao also noticed it, and the smile on his face became even wider.

"Senior brothers, may I meet that little sister?"

The Fang family members were a little embarrassed: "I'm really sorry, Miss Bai doesn't like to see outsiders, but we have sent someone to invite her. Whether she will come or not, we really have no say."

Lu Yuanhao and others also understood that true geniuses were extremely arrogant, let alone that kind of genius.

Reaching the eighth level of foundation building in his teens is a rare talent, and he has reason to be proud.

Several young talents from the Fang family chatted with them, but everyone seemed a little uninterested.

After waiting for a while, a girl in a black skirt came slowly, surrounded by several women.

Everyone looked over there, including Zhong Ran.

The girl was wearing a black skirt. She was much taller than Zhong Ran, with a graceful figure and delicate features.

However, her eyes seemed to be a little red, and her hair was not black like normal people, but a little green, which made it obvious at a glance that she was an alien.

Zhong Ran was also looking at the girl, and for some reason he felt a sense of familiarity.

But she couldn't remember where this sense of familiarity came from.

The girl seemed to sense something and looked over at him, and their eyes met.

"Miss Bai, you are here. Come and sit down." A young man from the Fang family quickly asked her to sit down.

Bai Yu ignored her and stared at Zhong Ran up and down.

"The eighth level of Qi Refining? How did you get in?" Her eyes were full of disgust and her tone was extremely disdainful.

The women who came with her also showed disdain in their eyes when they saw Zhong Ran clearly, but it disappeared in a flash and they restrained themselves a lot.

Zhong Ran retracted his gaze, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and chuckled, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Senior Sister. I came in with my senior brothers."

Lu Yuanhao also looked at Bai Yu, with a fighting spirit in his eyes: "That's my junior sister, I brought her in, does Miss Bai have any objection?"

"If you want to fight, Lu is always here to accompany you."

As a genius, it is natural that I want to compete with various geniuses.

Bai Yu's eyes fell on him, and it was as if there were X-rays in his eyes, seeing through him: "Let's fight, who's afraid of who?"

She has not met any rivals at the same stage. She wonders if the so-called geniuses here are better than those there?

Everyone in the Fang family and the geniuses who came with Lu Yuanhao were dumbfounded.

Isn't this too much anger? Is a fight coming? Could this be the true arrogance of genius?

No, Lu Yuanhao is trying to please his stupid junior sister.

Otherwise, how could it be justified that he got so excited just because Miss Bai said something to her?

"Mr. Fang, take us to the martial arts field." Bai Yu's voice was still faint.

The Fang family members stood up without hesitation and led everyone outside.

Bai Yu has been here for some time, but she has rarely interacted with others, and no one has ever seen her fight, so no one knows her true strength.

It's just that she reached the eighth level of foundation building before she was twenty years old. This was something they had never seen before, especially for a family like the Fang family, so they publicized it so widely.

Now that they heard that she was willing to compete with Lu Yuanhao, they hurried to make arrangements.

Soon, the group went to the martial arts training ground.

The news that the two were going to compete spread throughout the Fang family, and all the Fang family members hurried to the martial arts training ground.

Even the top brass of the Fang family were secretly watching.

When they arrived at the Fang family martial arts training ground, Lu Yuanhao walked to the middle and stood there, holding the sword in his arms.

He looked at Bai Yu calmly: "Miss Bai, take out your weapon."

"I don't need to use my weapons to deal with you."

As she spoke, she appeared like a ghost and slapped him with her palm.

At this moment, her aura was floating, and a faint, vague black aura lingered around her.

Everyone's attention was focused on her collision with Lu Yuanhao, and not many people noticed this scene.

But Zhong Ran is different. She has dark spiritual roots and the dark origin bead, so she is very familiar with this aura.

This Bai Yu actually also has dark attribute.

Dark attribute cultivators usually practice in secret, and even so, they are still called demonic cultivators.

Moreover, it is not easy to cultivate dark attributes because there are very few elements in the air, unless she can find a place with rich dark elements to cultivate.

She was able to cultivate to this level before she was twenty, unless...

"brush!"

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed interrupted Zhong Ran's thoughts.

Looking closely, Lu Yuanhao drew his sword, still as fast as lightning.

But Bai Yu was faster and more ethereal, so Lu Yuanhao's sword did not hurt her.

However, he blocked her palm.

But then, Bai Yu's palm prints intertwined into a dense net, as if attacking him from all directions.

This scene made everyone secretly shocked.

She is only at the eighth level of foundation building, but she can use spiritual skills so skillfully.

Judging from this spiritual skill, it must be at least a top-grade Xuan-level spiritual skill.

You should know that the higher the grade of the spiritual skill, the more difficult it is to practice, and the more spiritual power it requires.

Cultivators like them who are in the foundation-building stage and can cultivate mid-grade Xuan-level spiritual skills are considered geniuses.

But what she used casually was a top-grade spiritual skill of the Xuan level.

There were handprints everywhere, and even the air was filled with great pressure, making it difficult to breathe.

"Too powerful." A senior sister standing next to Zhong Ran muttered, "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to resist in such a hand seal."

No one spoke, but everyone's expression was solemn.

If they were to face Bai Yu in the cave, they would probably only die.

Lu Yuanhao still had that indifferent look on his face. The long sword in his hand swung from top to bottom, and a blue light broke the palm print in front of him.

He took a big step forward and swung the sword in his hand backward.

The ghost-like woman flew backward quickly and changed her hands. It was still palms, but this time, it was no longer a dense array of palm prints, but fists similar to those of Zhong Ran and the others, superimposed together.

As this huge palm print appeared, it seemed to carry a spiritual pressure, like a small mountain, pressing towards Lu Yuanhao.

The spiritual energy in Lu Yuanhao's body surged, the azure light became brighter, and he slashed the seemingly huge palm print with a sword.

He did not chase the shadow, but just stood there, even closing his eyes.

Then, he gathered his arms and moved to the left and rear.