The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

He leaped up again, looking at the behemoth before him. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy within him surged wildly, resonating with the Chuiyun staff and sword. He leaped up like a tiger descending from the mountain, charging towards the white tiger.

Each collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, and the entire arena seemed to be shaken by this force. The audience held their breath and watched, afraid to miss a single detail. This battle was far more shocking than any previous anomaly, and it allowed everyone to witness the power of Chui Yun and Xiao Yuheng.

During the battle, Xiao Yuheng gradually found a deeper connection with the Chuiyun staff and sword. He seemed to become one with Chuiyun, and every swing of the staff was like the natural force of heaven and earth surging.

Although the fused beast was powerful, it gradually became powerless under Xiao Yuheng's fierce attack. Nan Ling frowned at this. She didn't expect Xiao Yuheng to be able to hold on until now, and she didn't expect him to be able to fight her own beast to a draw.

Nan Ling no longer hesitated, quickly formed seals with her hands, and muttered something.

As she chanted the spell, the white tiger suddenly erupted in dazzling light, its four elemental powers merging into one. It roared deafeningly, accelerating again as it launched a final charge towards Xiao Yuheng.

At the same time, Nan Ling also rushed over with a whip.

Xiao Yuheng felt this unprecedented pressure, but he did not retreat. He held the Chuiyun stick knife tightly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Come on, let's see who will have the last laugh!" He shouted, and rushed towards the fused beast like an arrow.

As the light and shadow changed, the people in the stands could only hear the sounds of metal clashing and the roars of tigers and dragons. The field was gradually filled with dust due to the battle between the two people, which gradually blocked everyone's sight and made it difficult to see what was happening inside.

"I can't see clearly, what happened?" Someone in the stands stood up anxiously and looked around, which caused dissatisfaction among the people behind him.

"Fourth Junior Brother won." Hu Xingtong's words made Sun Ze and Han Qianyu excited, and their eyes looked towards the ring more eagerly.

Hu Xingtong, who had a scanning eye, saw the entire battle situation clearly. At the beginning, Xiao Yuheng was at a disadvantage. The White Tiger's attack left Xiao Yuheng with nowhere to respond. However, under this suppression, Xiao Yuheng broke through to the late Golden Core stage and barely withstood the White Tiger's attack.

As the battle continued, Xiao Yuheng seemed to have sensed a hint of fighting spirit in the fight with Nan Ling. Using this hint of fighting spirit, Xiao Yuheng saved the situation a little. Then, he seized the opportunity when Nan Ling approached, drew out the hidden long sword from the hanging clouds, and took advantage of Nan Ling's unpreparedness to cross the sword across Nan Ling's neck, thus narrowly winning the round.

When the smoke cleared, everyone saw the knife across Nan Ling's neck. Then someone remembered and explained, "I remember now. Chuiyun is actually a stick knife. The blade is hidden inside the stick."

"Oh my god, only Lone Star can come up with such an unexpected design!"

"Xiao Yuheng of the Fanyun Sect versus Nan Ling of the Wanshou Sect. Xiao Yuheng wins!"

The audience stood up and cheered for Xiao Yuheng's victory. Xiao Yuheng on the field also put away his knife and looked over in response to the cheers.

Nan Ling walked up with a smile and extended her hand to Xiao Yuheng. "You are very strong. I admit defeat with all my heart. I hope we can exchange martial arts skills next time if we have the chance," she said.

Xiao Yuheng held her hand and replied with a smile: "You are also very strong. This battle has benefited me a lot. I also think your... tiger is very handsome. Can... let me touch him?"

Nan Ling was stunned by Xiao Yuheng's sudden question. After she came to her senses, she smiled and nodded, then called out to the separated white tiger, "Mimi, come here!"

As expected, this shout also called the remaining three beasts. Nan Ling was surrounded by the four beasts. She looked at Xiao Yuheng and invited him with a smile: "Would you like to touch them all? They are all very well behaved."

Xiao Yuheng had been impatient for a long time, and now that he had received the invitation, he stopped pretending and simply put away Chuiyun and ran over. He touched the white tiger's face, touched the fire phoenix's wings, looked up at the ice dragon's majestic head, and compared heights with the thunder leopard, having a lot of fun.

"You're disturbing others here. Come down here and let me touch it." Hu Xingtong had been itching to touch the two people touching the mythical beasts in the stands. He had only seen these big animals in novels before and had never touched them. Now he finally saw the real thing and he was determined to satisfy his desire.

Nan Ling recognized Hu Xingtong and did not refuse. She walked out of the competition venue with the four huge beasts and Xiao Yuheng who was still playing with the big tiger.

Hu Xingtong was not polite. He looked at the big tiger and reached out to touch it. Surprisingly, the big tiger was very obedient, and the three divine beasts around it were also unusually obedient.

"It's strange. Normally, these cubs are reluctant to be touched for so long. Why are they so willing to be touched by you two today?" Nan Ling looked at the four divine beasts in front of her who were actively stretching their heads for Hu Xingtong to touch with a strange look on her face. She couldn't believe it.

Hu Xingtong didn't think there was anything strange about it. He just thought that maybe it was because he looked kind that these mythical beasts liked to play with him.

The next match is between Tan Yuruo and the junior master from the Shenyin Sect. Similarly, Hu Xingtong wants to find out the opponent's strength.

"Tan Yuruo of Fanyun Sect versus Gong Zhejin of Shenyin Sect." As the referee's shout rang out on the field, Hu Xingtong's gaze fell on the field again.

Opposite Tan Yuruo was a man holding a folding fan, wearing a black battle robe and phoenix eyes. Hu Xingtong always had a feeling that he had seen him somewhere.

[Xingxing, this person seems to be the one who pursued you during the first competition.]

"Really?" Hu Xingtong's gaze lingered for a long time at Gong Zhejin, regretting not stopping to ask and scolding him. "Tsk, if I had known I would have stayed. His playboyish demeanor is annoying."

[Although his cultivation level is slightly lower than yours, it won't be easy for you to defeat him. After all, he is a junior master from the Shenyin Sect, has a higher seniority, and is good at escaping. He is probably faster than you.]

"I don't believe it. If he's faster than me, how could he not catch up with me? Even if he's older than me, I won't call him!"

The system did not answer, but silently memorized this sentence on the small blackboard. At the same time, it thoughtfully left a video record for Hu Xingtong, if for no other reason than to see her get slapped in the face one day.

Back to the topic, after the two people on the field saluted each other, both sides retreated. Hu Xingtong watched as Tan Yuruo took out a magical treasure that looked like a ground-level dagger from somewhere, and then nothing happened.

What is this for? Is this a start?

Hu Xingtong didn't understand, and the audience in the stands didn't understand either. The one who didn't understand the most was Gong Zhejin, who was sitting opposite Tan Yuruo.

"Don't you have any advanced spiritual weapons? I see your senior sister and brother are both using Lone Star."

"Tsk, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak." Tan Yuruo said with dissatisfaction, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Gong Zhejin was instantly filled with murderous intent.

"Hey, no, I just want to say something. Please don't look at me like that." Gong Zhejin felt the gaze that wanted to kill him and silence him, and hurriedly waved his hands to explain.

However, no one knew what had offended Tan Yuruo. At this moment, she was full of anger and no longer looked like the girl next door as usual. She rushed forward directly with the dagger.