Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

"Junior Sister Shen is here!"

The stands soon became lively.

Shen Qiao walked through the crowd and onto the stage with an umbrella. All the disciples who passed by him made way for him.

Today is something interesting.

"What? Junior sister, are you still planning to use an umbrella this time?" The young man in black looked at Shen Qiao with a frivolous look.

"Yes." Shen Qiao closed the umbrella, held it in his hand with the tip facing down, and raised his hand to salute.

"Tianxing Sect's outer disciple Shen Qiao, please teach me, Senior Brother."

"Inner sect disciple Wu Jin." The young man in black paused deliberately, his eyes half-smiling, not looking like he was about to challenge someone, but more like he was coaxing a child. "I'm willing to teach you."

Don’t want to report your master?

Shen Qiao placed the umbrella at his side, took a step back, and bowed slightly.

She wanted to see where these two people came from.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples below the stage saw a shadow passing by the stage at an extremely fast speed. Shen Qiao, who was originally still in the same place, rushed in front of Wu Jin in the blink of an eye.

The disciples below the stage were so breathless at the speed of coming and going that they couldn't breathe.

As expected, people are more irritating than others.

Wu Jin on the other side also reacted very quickly. He changed hands and tilted the floating pattern stick exactly, blocking the tip of Shen Qiao's umbrella that was almost poking his shoulder.

"I see, Junior Sister has obtained a good artifact."

To be able to take the next move so easily, this person's realm must be higher than Zhu Yu.

Seeing that his attack failed, Shen Qiao opened his umbrella, blocked Wu Jin's stick, flipped over in the air, adjusted his body shape and kicked back.

Wu Jin seemed unable to resist and was kicked directly, stumbling forward half a step.

The iron rod with grooves on it hit the ground with a bang, but Wu Jin turned his waist and held the rod with both hands, sparks flew on the ground. He took the opportunity to gather strength and lift it upwards, and it collided with the iron umbrella that Shen Qiao had smashed down immediately afterwards.

The two men used quite a bit of force this time, and the disciples who were closer to them all shivered involuntarily.

"Junior sister, you are so cruel! Aren't you afraid that this kick will give me a concussion?"

Shen Qiao smiled politely, but the umbrella in his hand was straightened and pressed to one side again. The whole umbrella turned half a circle on Wu Jin's stick, forcing Wu Jin to release one hand and withdraw his strength.

The two men took a few steps back and stood on both sides again. However, just as Wu Jin had stood firm, Shen Qiao pulled out his umbrella and hit him again.

An umbrella and a stick were fighting fiercely on the ring. Although the scene looked like a back and forth fight, I don't know if it was an illusion of the disciples.

"Why does it feel like... when Senior Brother Wu Jin and Junior Sister Shen were fighting, there was a bit less murderous intent?"

The disciple whose leg was broken just now limped over while grimacing in pain and was supported by someone, and sat down on the stands.

"Tsk, little junior sister's speed is amazing. I must go and ask for her advice some other day." The other one with a broken arm moved aside to make room for him, and the two brothers sat down next to each other.

"You two, who told you to stay here!" Shang Mian, who was extremely busy, came to catch the wounded man as if he was familiar with the place.

"Junior Sister Shang, Shang." The two of them were startled and started to respond obediently.

"Don't you feel the pain? Come with me and put on the splint! Do you still want your legs and arms to heal?"

"Hey hey hey...I'm coming right over."

The two of them hurriedly got up and followed Zhou Mian out. Just after they took a few steps, they suddenly heard a burst of excited shouting from the group of people watching the fight in front of them.

"Senior Brother Wu Jin and Junior Sister Shen have both mobilized their spiritual energy!!"

"It's actually the rare Thunder Spiritual Root!!"

Shang Mian's heart tightened when he heard this.

She remembered that Shen Qiao had just reached the middle stage of Forget Worry. Although this realm was considered good among the outer disciples, the realm of Wu Jin on the opposite side was still unknown. No matter how you looked at it, Shen Qiao would be at a disadvantage!

An ordinary cultivator with broken arms and legs can be back to full health in three days with a few splints and a bottle of medicine. But with my junior sister's condition, it's difficult to stop the bleeding from her wounds. If she gets hurt, she'll have to lie in bed for ten days or half a month.

The more Shang Mian thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She subconsciously wanted to find the Great Elder to stop him, but just as she took half a step, someone tried to pull her back.

"Senior Sister?" Shang Mian was puzzled.

Li Yue nodded, but his eyes were always on the ring, "Don't be impatient, let's wait and see."

She hadn't noticed the umbrella before, but now she saw that it might be the spiritual weapon that Shen Qiao brought out from the sword tomb.

"Little Junior Sister knows what to do, don't worry."

Never mind, Junior Sister is no longer the same as before, and it’s time for her to take on missions. It’s good to train now...

"I'm betting thirty low-grade spirit stones. Junior Sister Shen will definitely lose this time!"

"I'll follow! I'll follow with ten low-grade spirit stones!"

The direction of the gambling game below the stage changed drastically, and almost everyone sided with Wu Jin.

There is no way. This sword style and spiritual technique are different after all. No matter how powerful Shen Qiao's swordsmanship is, there is still a gap in realm. It is impossible that he still has a chance to turn the tables in this situation, right?

Boom——

The originally clear sky was gradually covered by dark clouds, and rumbles of thunder could be heard in the clouds, as if a loud thunder would strike at any second.

The obviously tense atmosphere gradually quieted the noisy crowd below the ring, and everyone was secretly looking forward to it, afraid of missing anything.

Shen Qiao took a deep breath to calm himself down. The hair on his temples was already wet with sweat. He looked at Wu Jin opposite him. He was still breathing hard after dozens of rounds of fighting.

"This is the last move. If Junior Sister can take it, I will admit defeat."

If we compare spiritual power...I was definitely going to lose.

Shen Qiao concentrated his mind and calmed himself, holding the umbrella handle with his slender fingers and opening it. The azure light quickly filled the entire umbrella stand.

There were flashes of lightning and thunder, and the sound grew louder and louder in the clouds. Suddenly, a loud bang was heard breaking through the air, and a bolt of lightning that illuminated the entire sky came straight down.

The sight of uprooting trees and shaking mountains is frightening just by looking at it.

Li Yue in the audience was sweating for Shen Qiao, and Shang Mian beside him couldn't help but turn his head away.

Just when everyone thought that Shen Qiao was about to be in trouble, they saw that the lightning just touched Shen Qiao's umbrella and then split into two and avoided him. Such a powerful attack did not hurt Shen Qiao at all!

The audience fell into silence for a short while. I wonder who was the first to react and shout excitedly?

"She won...Junior Sister Shen won! Junior Sister Shen won!!!"

"Junior Sister Shen! Well done!"

Although many people did not understand what was happening, according to Wu Jin himself, Shen Qiao had already taken the blow and won!

This scene made the outer disciples' blood boil. If for no other reason, it was simply because Shen Qiao had won two consecutive arena matches! This completely shattered the stereotype that "geniuses are all inner disciples."

This gave the outer disciples hope again. It was because someone had paved the way that more people would try and pursue it.

Those people who were neither good nor bad and were just waiting to die in the outer sect were obviously touched and felt a little ashamed.

"You've got what you say. Junior Sister Shen wins this round." Wu Jin put away his staff and said, "Even without using spiritual power, Junior Sister's talent is far superior to mine in terms of cultivation age."

Shen Qiao listened calmly, as if he could not hear the cheers around him at all.

If Que Yuan hadn't blocked this attack, she would definitely not have been able to take it, at least not with her current level of cultivation.

This Wu Jin looked to be only about ten years old. In his previous life, he had reached the peak of the sixth stage of Mu Ze Realm before he turned a hundred years old. But from the attack just now, Shen Qiao could see that this Wu Jin was now at least at the fourth stage of Teng Yun Realm.

At the age of ten, he has reached the Tengyun realm. What a terrifying talent.

She sighed silently in her heart, raised her head and looked at Wu Jin, bowed again, "Brother, you are too kind. Shen Qiao is still far from it."

It doesn't matter. She will work harder in this life. Even if it is not for improving herself as much as possible before Yun Zhi takes action, she cannot waste this opportunity now.

She must become stronger!