This female leader is a little bit stronger

The game continues.

In the second match, the disciples of Xuanming Sect began to learn to be smarter and no longer judged their opponents' cultivation methods based on appearances.

Before the sparring, he politely introduced himself: "Xu Song, an inner disciple of Xuanming Sect, a sword cultivator, please teach me!"

Everything requires give and take.

Since the other party has announced the name of the dish, there is no reason for us not to respond.

So the disciples of Tianning Sect also introduced themselves: "Tianning Sect disciple Liu Shang, Yin Xiu..."

Sound repair, very good!

The disciple of Xuanming Sect didn't wait for his opponent to finish speaking and directly took out earplugs to plug his ears.

Seeing that the other party was so proud that he didn't even take out his own weapon, the Tianning Sect disciple twitched his lips and continued, "...I practice music cultivation and sword cultivation as my main focus! Please teach me!"

Whoosh-!

A sword light flew out from behind the Tianning Sect disciple at lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye rushed in front of the opponent, and launched a powerful blow at his face, knocking the defenseless Xuanming Sect disciple off the stage.

The Tianning Sect disciple recalled his flying sword, swung it into a handsome sword flower, and imitated the first disciple, walking around the arena: "Thank you, thank you..."

"well played!"

"Pretty!"

The Tianning clan members applauded and cheered.

Xuanming Zongren:!!!

Is this cheating?

Huh? This must be a scam!!

Instead of finishing the words in one breath, he deliberately took a deep breath in the middle. If that's not misleading, what is it? !

"This round doesn't count, you cheated!" Xuanmingzong's disciples shouted in dissatisfaction.

"You don't have ears, so how can you say who is cheating!" The disciple of Tianning Sect stood up to refute.

"If you're a sword cultivator, then you're a sword cultivator. Why do you call yourself a sound cultivator?"

"Do you understand what concurrent cultivation means? We Tianning Sect disciples are well-educated and talented. Is it your business to control us? Can't you just stand up and lose?"

"..."

In just the second game, a fierce verbal battle broke out between the disciples of both sides, and the argument was unbearable.

The disciples of Tianning Sect often heard Ning Ye's criticism of others. Under the influence of the saying "the top beam is crooked and the bottom beam is crooked", his eloquence improved greatly and he soon made the disciples of Xuanming Sect unable to respond.

The anger on both sides grew stronger and stronger, and the situation became tense. If the audience seats had not been covered by a barrier, both sides might have rushed out and started fighting!

This is why Ning Ye wanted to cover the audience seats.

The Tianning Sect is not afraid of causing trouble, but is afraid of being scammed.

Zhao Shen's breathing became heavier, and his face turned gloomy as he asked, "Master Ning, are you so indulgent towards your own disciples?"

Ning Ye was puzzled: "Nonsense?"

Zhao Shen gritted his teeth and said, "A good sword cultivator is actually practicing music cultivation as well. What a joke! What a waste of talent!"

Hearing this, Ning Ye disagreed and directly refuted: "Elder Zhao, this is wrong. As the saying goes, one more skill means one more job. Besides, who doesn't love music? It can relax the mind and cultivate sentiment. In your spare time from practice, playing a solo, or calling a few friends to play a piece together, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?"

Ning Ye leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, took out the small gourd, and folded it in his hands. "I often remind my disciples that when cultivating the body, don't forget to cultivate the mind. Cultivate the mind more, and when the mind is stable, you won't be impetuous, and you won't be impatient to listen to even a complete sentence."

The octogenarian who had been dozing off sitting next to him was no longer sleepy after hearing this, and looked at Ning Ye meaningfully.

The other couple also looked thoughtful.

But Zhao Shen was angry:???

Your people are breathing heavily when they speak, and you think you are right?

"Okay, okay, in the second round, let's just consider it as the carelessness of a disciple of Xuanming Sect. We also admit it in this round."

Anyway, there are still 98 competitions to come, and the outcome is still unknown!

Zhao Shen was very confident in his own strength. He said in a condescending tone, "Conspiracies and tricks are ultimately not acceptable. A strong iron must be forged with its own strength. What do you think, Sect Leader Ning?"

Ning Ye glanced at the audience and saw the disciple who covered his face with a scarf. He smiled evilly and said, "I agree with that."

The competition continues.

The disciple of Xuanming Sect who drew number 3 couldn't wait to step onto the ring in order to avenge the shame of the previous two games. He showed off his weapons, the double swords, in advance, ready to go.

On the other hand, on the Tianning Sect's side, a stealthy figure slowly walked up.

Not only did he cover his face, he didn't even dare to face the elders' seat. When he walked, he hunched his arms and tilted his head.

When Zhao Shen saw the man for the first time, his brows furrowed and his eyes fixed on him.

Xuanming Sect disciple number 3 spoke first: "Xuanming Sect inner sect disciple Zhou Hao, a sword cultivator, please teach me!"

"Ahem!" Zhao Heng pinched his throat and replied in a sissy voice, "Tianning Sect... Sword Cultivator."

"??? I didn't hear you clearly. What did you say your name was? And why are you covering your face? Are you ashamed of your appearance?"

Zhao Heng rolled his eyes and said in a false voice, "Why do you care so much? Isn't it enough for you to know that I'm a sword cultivator? You're asking all sorts of questions. Are you still going to fight me?"

"Watch this, you sissy!"

The other party was angered by his tone and attacked him without saying a word.

On this side, Zhao Heng suddenly heard the other party calling him a sissy, and his temper flared up. He had originally planned to use only 70% of his strength, but suddenly he went all out!

call out--!

He just swung out a sword, and instantly thousands of sword beams burst out at the same time. With his cultivation level of half a step to the Nascent Soul stage, beating a late Golden Core cultivator was no less than a dimensionality reduction attack.

His opponent only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and then he was under the ring. He looked down and saw that the clan robe on his body was torn into thousands of shreds, almost unable to cover his shame.

"you you you……"

Zhao Heng said in a falsetto voice, "What do you mean? With your mediocre moves, you still dare to call me a sissy!"

The other person was almost tortured to tears, hugged himself, and ran away in shame and anger.

"waste!"

Zhao Heng carried the sword and shouted "TUI" at the other person's back.

But just this one complacent action made Zhao Shen's eyes widen, and he stood up suddenly and shouted:

"Zhao Heng!"

Zhao Heng shuddered and retorted casually, "Who is Zhao Heng? I am not Zhao Heng!"

After shouting, he suddenly covered his mouth. Oops, he forgot to use falsetto!

Zhao Shen was furious when he heard his excuse. "You stinky great-great-great-great-grandson! And you still say you're not Zhao Heng! Do you think I can't recognize you just because you covered your face? I'd still recognize you even if you turned into ash!"

A huge uproar broke out among the disciples of Xuanming Sect:

"What! That person is Brother Zhao?"

"Senior Brother Zhao has been missing for so long, and he actually joined the Tianning Sect?"

"Is this considered treason?"

"..."

Zhao Heng still refused to admit it, and said in a disgusting voice: "You all recognized the wrong person, he is not Zhao Heng~"

After saying that, he slid into the crowd like a loach.

Zhao Shen's eyes almost popped out! He cursed Zhao Heng, this troublesome guy. He had been missing for so long, he almost thought he was dead outside! Looking at it this way, it would be better for him to die outside! Zhao Shen was so angry that he cursed: "You little bastard, you're still running! Get out here!"

Zhao Heng didn't roll over in the end.

As long as he did not admit that he was Zhao Heng, he did not have to listen to Taizu.

Zhao Shen, who was furious with his great-great-great-grandson, turned around and took out his anger on Ning Ye.

"Master Ning, how do you explain this matter?"

Ning Ye was calm and composed: "What do you want to explain?"

Zhao Shen: "Why is my great-great-great-grandson in your Tianning Sect?"

Ning Ye: "Your great-great-great-grandson ran away because you didn't keep an eye on him. Do you blame me?"

Zhao Shen: "Okay, very good, I don't blame you! After the competition is over, I will bring my great-great-great-grandson back to Xuanming Sect. I just hope you won't interfere then!"

Ning Ye sneered: "If you take your great-great-great-grandson away, I will definitely not interfere. But if you want to take my Tianning Sect disciples away, then I'm sorry, I won't allow it."

Zhao Shen was furious: "Zhao Heng is my great-great-great-grandson!"

Ning Ye retorted: "He said he is not Zhao Heng."

"you!"

Zhao Shen pointed at Ning Ye and couldn't say a word for a long time.

He finally understood who the Tianning Sect disciples learned their shameless behavior from!

Even if he were a hundred years older, he would be pissed to death by her!

Ning Ye's temper flared again. "You say you're old, someone's great-great-great-grandfather, but why haven't you cultivated a calm mind? You're so angry after losing three matches in a row, and you still have 97 matches to go. What are you going to do?"

Zhao Shen took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. "Master Ning, don't be too proud. A temporary victory is nothing. The final outcome will determine victory or defeat."

Ning Ye smiled, "Am I proud? Did you see me proud? Which of your presbyopic eyes saw it?"

Zhao Shen:!!!

If he answers, wouldn't he be admitting that he is presbyopic?