This female leader is a little bit stronger

Bai Jingze was stunned for a moment.

She came down just to ask herself this question?

Bai Jingze knew that he had almost no chance of winning.

It was obvious, everyone knew it, and she knew it too.

In order to prevent Tianning Sect from losing in an embarrassing manner, she could actually just announce her withdrawal from the competition. As the sect leader, she had the right to do so.

But she came down and asked his opinion.

Bai Jingze felt warm in his heart, completely fearless, "Let's fight."

Ning Ye looked at him deeply and sighed, "Then fight, do your best, don't be too stubborn, and protect yourself."

Bai Jingze nodded.

But in my heart I said, “I will do my best.”

After Ning Ye returned to his position, he announced the start of the competition.

The scene fell silent.

Bai Jingze and Fang Nianzhou stood facing each other, their fighting spirit still hidden, and even their swords were not drawn.

Fang Nianzhou felt quite sorry for his opponent. He didn't want to bully the weak with his strength, so he said, "If I draw my sword, you will be injured. Why don't you just admit defeat?"

Bai Jingze was silent.

Make him admit defeat!

Only if Ning Ye said this would he agree.

Under the mask, the young man had a calm expression, the gray mist in his hand condensed into the Dark Sheep Sword, and his fighting spirit reached its peak in an instant.

Fang Nianzhou sensed his opponent's determination and said no more.

With a clang, the jade sword was unsheathed, and a ray of sword light flew out like lightning, passing through Bai Jingze's body.

Incredibly fast.

Bai Jingze's body shook and he half-knelt down, blood dripping from under his mask.

Xuanmingzong's disciples shouted in victory.

The disciples of Tianning Sect covered their eyes in pain.

I couldn't even handle a single move. The gap was too huge. It was unbearable to watch.

No one spoke in the elders' seats, and no one was optimistic about this competition.

Because in this competition, the winner was decided from the moment the two opponents were identified.

Ning Ye held the small gourd in his hand, frowning.

The next second, Bai Jingze stood up. Although his chest was covered in blood, he seemed unaware of it.

When the Dark Sheep Sword moved, he also moved, his movements as swift as a phantom.

Unfortunately, Fang Nianzhou, who was born with sword bones, could keenly sense the opponent's sword intent even without using his eyes.

Being born with sword bones is not only the dream of all sword practitioners in the world, but also the nemesis of all sword practitioners in the world.

He just stood there and swung his sword casually. Every time the sword fell, it just happened to block Bai Jingze's attack, making his defense airtight.

After a while, Fang Nianzhou seized the opponent's weakness and swung another sword. Bai Jingze fell to the ground with another blood mark on his chest.

Fang Nianzhou looked helpless and tried to persuade him kindly again, "Sword cultivators of the same realm are no match for me, not to mention you are two realms lower than me. Little brother, just admit defeat. It's not shameful."

Bai Jingze got up and attacked again without saying a word.

The disciples of Tianning Sect were indifferent at the beginning, but gradually, they all watched the duel with bated breath, their eyes filled with admiration.

Half an incense stick later, Bai Jingze was almost covered in wounds, but he still stood up with his strong willpower.

Few people noticed that, except for the first wound, the subsequent injuries were gradually alleviated.

It’s not that Fang Nianzhou showed mercy, but that he gradually adapted to his opponent’s attacking style.

The natural sword bone is indeed strong, but it grows on the human body.

Everyone has weaknesses and habits.

Bai Jingze, with his photographic memory and the extraordinary comprehension bestowed by the Holy Spirit Root, was able to remember every move of his opponent and analyze it in his mind to find the flaws.

The octogenarian stared at the young man on the ring intently. His old eyes, which were usually barely open, were now as big as copper bells.

He muttered to himself, "This child has such a strong spirituality. Could his spiritual roots be..."

The elders were also shocked. "How could this kid hold out for so long under Nian Zhou's hands?"

"Just showing off!"

Although Zhao Shen said this, his clenched fists were enough to reveal his inner uneasiness.

No one on Ning Ye's side spoke the entire time, they all stared at the arena.

The ground of the ring looked like it was painted with blood plum blossoms.

Bai Jingze's body was stained red with blood, but he still stood up with the help of Mingyang. Perhaps the blood splashed into his eyes, his eyes looked a little red, and an evil nature slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart. No one noticed this except Ning Ye.

Ning Ye's grip on the small gourd tightened.

Gradually, Fang Nianzhou lost his patience and decided to end this battle without suspense right now: "Next, I will use all my strength. If you don't want to die, you know what to do!"

He leaped up, his voice like a dragon roaring in the wind! In an instant, countless sword lights swirled around him, and the sword lights transformed into dragons, as if he himself had become a part of the stegosaurus!

Man and sword become one, real and fake, thousands of swords are fired at the same time!

Countless sword energies descended from the sky, shooting down like laser raindrops, covering the entire arena.

These are all sword energies, which can penetrate solid objects and have strong destructive power. No matter how Bai Jingze swings his sword, he cannot block them.

Unless he jumps out of the ring.

But Bai Jingze didn't jump.

He endured the rain of swords, poured all his strength into the Dark Sheep Sword, and stabbed it towards a point!

A speck of gray light shot from the ground into the sky.

But compared with the rain of thousands of falling swords, it was insignificant.

Blood splattered on Bai Jingze's body.

"what--!"

Some timid disciples covered their eyes in fear.

However, the next second, the sword light dragon in the sky exploded into thousands of rays of light, and Fang Nianzhou fell from the light and fell face first on the ring.

The disciples of Xuanming Sect gasped and exclaimed that it was impossible!

"puff--!"

A mouthful of thick blood spurted out, and Fang Nianzhou looked up in disbelief, looking at the masked boy who had also fallen, muttering to himself: "How is it possible..."

His sword bones are born without weaknesses, so why can his sword stab himself!

Also, why didn’t I notice the sword energy in that attack just now!

Bai Jingze suddenly said: "I didn't hit you with sword intent."

"What!" Fang Nianzhou didn't believe it. "You are a sword cultivator. If you don't use sword spirit, what do you use?"

Bai Jingze was about to say something when his eyes suddenly turned and he said in a sassy tone, "Actually, I'm a Dharma practitioner. Sword practice is just a supplementary practice."

"puff--!"

Fang Nianzhou spat out another mouthful of blood. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and slowly stood up.

"Okay, I admit I underestimated you. But this battle should end here. You don't have the strength to stand up anymore, right?"

Even after being hit once, Fang Nianzhou still didn't take Bai Jingze seriously.

Not only that, but being hit by an opponent he had looked down upon also caused a surge of negative emotions he had never experienced before. He could no longer maintain his composure and dignity, and couldn't help but utter a few harsh words: "Look, this is the gap between you and me. Even if you manage to injure me, you still can't defeat me."

Bai Jingze raised his head with great effort, anger in his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Nianzhou's figure in his eyes began to blur and slowly turned into a black shadow.

The black shadow was mocking him wantonly, and it was extremely ugly.

The desire to kill the other person grew wildly in my heart and I couldn't suppress it.

Bai Jingze covered his eyes and breathed rapidly.

Fang Nianzhou continued, "I won't give you another chance to admit defeat. I will personally knock you off the stage and make you understand that the gap between you and me cannot be bridged."