I exchanged sects with the real daughter, and I ascended to heaven to offer sacrifices to her

Hearing Ye Qingning's words, Ye Hanyue's face suddenly turned ugly, and there was a hint of panic in her angry eyes.

Now that her spirit puppet was destroyed and she couldn't fight anymore, Ye Qingning had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. How could she possibly compete with him?!

The Spirit Puppet was her trump card! How could a Spirit Puppet at the Spirit Severing Stage have its spirit core destroyed by a Yuanying Stage cultivator?

How did Ye Qingning become so powerful? In his previous life, Ye Qingning did not have such strength at all, and he did not even break through to the Nascent Soul stage in the competition!

She has not even broken through to the Nascent Soul stage!

No, she can't lose! She must win!

If she loses to Ye Qingning, how will her parents and the elders of the Ye family look at her! Wouldn't Xie Jibai miss Ye Qingning even more?

She would never allow such a thing to happen. It was she who shone brightly in the Immortal Sect Competition in her previous life. Now that she has lived her life again, how could she be defeated by Ye Qingning!

Ye Hanyue bit her lower lip tightly. She knew clearly that she had no way out and only by trying her best could she have a chance of winning.

"Ye Qingning, don't be too proud! Even without the spirit puppet, I'm not that easy to defeat!"

Ye Qingning was too lazy to talk nonsense with the crazy woman. He moved and rushed towards Ye Hanyue.

Seeing this, Ye Hanyue's expression tensed. He swung the sword in his hand and rushed forward fiercely.

However, the Jindan stage is one level lower than the Yuanying stage. Sword cultivators can fight across levels, but Ye Hanyue's sword moves are simply unable to suppress Ye Qingning's power, let alone fight across levels.

After a few rounds, Ye Hanyue was forced to retreat again and again by Ye Qingning, and her clothes were torn by the fierce wind from her fists, revealing her snow-white skin.

Ye Hanyue gritted her teeth and swung the sword in her hand again, and sword beams continued to attack Ye Qingning.

The result was that the swordsmanship that he was so proud of still couldn't hurt Ye Qingning at all.

"boom!"

The sword energy and fist wind collided, making a loud noise.

Ye Hanyue only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person was shocked and flew backwards.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Hanyue's face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Ye Qingning did not stop attacking. He flew forward and approached Ye Hanyue again, suddenly throwing a punch!

The fist whistled, as if containing enough power to shake the mountains and rivers, and hit Ye Hanyue's chest like a violent storm.

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, Ye Hanyue flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. Her whole body was like a human-shaped pancake hit by a huge hammer, and she fell heavily on the edge of the arena.

He vomited blood continuously and tried to struggle to get up, but the severe pain in his chest made Ye Hanyue unable to move.

"Click——"

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the spiritual inner armor that Ye Hanyue was wearing, which also made Ye Hanyue frightened.

The spiritual inner armor is a defensive magic weapon specially prepared by the Ye family for Ye Hanyue. It is made of rare spiritual materials such as ice silk and blue frost crystal.

It can not only effectively absorb the damage suffered by the wearer, but also withstand the full force of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

Ye Hanyue never wore these things before because Ye Qingning was her scapegoat.

The defensive inner armor he was wearing now had cracks after being hit by Ye Qingning's punch, which showed how powerful this punch was.

Ye Hanyue gritted her teeth. If it weren't for the spiritual inner armor that blocked the attack, her sternum would have been shattered by the punch!

He glared at Ye Qingning with resentment, his eyes full of unwillingness, and quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body. He barely used the long sword in his hand to support himself and stood up, so as not to collapse on the ground.

Unable to hold it in any longer, he coughed up blood and cursed in a low voice: "Ye Qingning, you really deserve to die! I tell you, the Ye family will not let you go! You dare to hurt me like this today, one day I will make you pay a thousand times over!"

It's more than just repayment. Once Ye Qingning falls into the hands of the Ye family, she will remove his bones and tendons and then refine him into a puppet!

Ye Qingning smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"The Ye family won't let me go anyway. Do you think it's useful to mention the Ye family at this time? Or will you not lose if you mention the Ye family? That's not how daydreams work."

"You!" Ye Hanyue was so angry that she vomited blood again.

What Ye Qingning said was the truth. No matter what, the Ye family would not let her go!

A vicious light flashed in Ye Hanyue's eyes. He swallowed a healing pill, circulated his spiritual power, grasped the sword tightly in his hand, and swung the sword towards Ye Qingning with all his might.

"boom!"

Ye Hanyue was knocked away again. This time, his posture was like a dog eating poop. He lay on the ground in a mess, spitting out blood from his mouth.

He struggled to stand up, but his body seemed to have been drained of strength and he could no longer stand up.

Ye Qingning walked up to the crazy woman and without any extra words, he launched a series of punches at Ye Hanyue like a rainstorm and strong wind.

Ye Hanyue screamed in pain, cursing as she did so: "Damn crazy woman! Vixen! Bitch! Stop it right now! Ahhhhhhhh!"

Ye Qingning acted as if he didn't hear anything, and swung his fists at Ye Hanyue again, punching and kicking her. Every punch made Ye Hanyue spit blood and scream.

The spectator stands were dead silent.

Many disciples couldn't help swallowing and breaking out in cold sweat when they saw Ye Hanyue being beaten so badly.

Someone else stammered, "This, this, this, won't this beat someone to death?!"

"Why are you dying? There are rules in the competition that prohibit you from admitting defeat!"

"That's right. It's clearly Ye Hanyue who doesn't want to admit defeat. Besides, before Ye Qingning broke through, he was also beaten all over by the spirit puppet. Why are you still feeling sorry for Ye Hanyue when she got beaten?"

The physical training disciples are more clear-headed than each other.

I think this is how I should beat her. It would be best if I could beat Ye Hanyue so hard that even her mother wouldn't recognize her! As long as no one's life is lost, it wouldn't be considered a violation of the competition rules.

"boom!"

Another punch was thrown, and Ye Hanyue spurted out a mouthful of blood. His head hit the ground heavily, and he almost fainted.

When his eyes met Ye Qingning's cold gaze, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and an indescribable fear instantly enveloped his heart.

She was scared, really scared!

She never thought that Ye Qingning would become so terrible and so crazy!

"I...I give up!"

Ye Hanyue spoke with difficulty, her voice hoarse and trembling.

She didn't want to be beaten anymore. She felt like all the bones in her body were broken.

She had originally thought Ye Qingning would knock her off the arena, but Ye Qingning had no intention of letting her go! He wanted her to admit defeat in humiliation!

Not reconciled, really not reconciled.

It was obvious that Ye Qingning was the one who lost the competition, so why did everything turn out the other way around?

Why let her lose to a usurper? Why let her lose face in front of all the immortals?

She remembered today's humiliation! Ye Qingning had better pray that she doesn't fall into the hands of the Ye family!

"In the third round of the Jindan group competition, Ye Qingning of Penglai Sect wins!"

After the old man announced the result, Si Qian and the other two couldn't help but cheer.

Bai Wei, in particular, felt as if he had gotten revenge, and the wound on his chest caused by Ye Hanyue suddenly stopped hurting.

Feng Wuyang stood up from his seat with joy. His junior sister won, and he had to go and congratulate her!

He also did not forget to bring Shen Xuanli along. After all, Shen Xuanli had made great contributions in the sparring with the junior sister, so he had to be brought along.

On the arena, Ye Hanyue bit her lip and forced the spirit puppet back. As she staggered down the arena with all her might, she glared at Ye Qingning angrily.

Ye Qingning didn't care at all. What she was thinking at this moment was that she had used almost all of her spirit stones to bet before, and she didn't know how much spirit stones she had earned.