The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

After winning the game without any suspense, Hu Xingtong looked towards the stands. Xiao Yuheng and Nan Ling had been waiting for a long time. Looking at her eyes, she knew that they were going to go on stage and be tortured.

The two looked at each other, and tacitly knew each other's regret. If they had known Hu Xingtong was so strong, they would never challenge him.

The two walked onto the competition stage. Looking at Hu Xingtong with an embarrassed smile, Xiao Yuheng took the lead and said, "World, please be gentle. I make a living by my looks."

Hu Xingtong raised his eyebrows and smiled, but didn't answer.

The moment the referee finished speaking, Xiao Yuheng took action directly. Having learned from the lesson of the previous game, the two knew that they could not give Hu Xingtong too much time to prepare and had to strike first. Therefore, Xiao Yuheng charged forward to cover Nan Ling, while Nan Ling was responsible for summoning the divine beast and directly performing the fusion secret technique.

Xiao Yuheng took out his Chuiyun staff and sword as soon as he entered the arena. His figure was like a dragon soaring through the sky, and with a whistling sound, he rushed towards Hu Xingtong. The staff and sword traced silver trails in the air, and each strike contained astonishing power. It was obvious that he had not held back because of Hu Xingtong's strength.

Seeing this, Hu Xingtong smiled playfully, and with a flick of her body, she easily dodged Xiao Yuheng's attack. She didn't immediately fight back, but instead circled around Xiao Yuheng, as if toying with a kitten eager to show off.

"Junior brother, your attack is still too hasty." Hu Xingtong's voice echoed in the air with a hint of ridicule.

Xiao Yuheng's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, but he then strengthened his resolve. He knew that facing an opponent like Hu Xingtong, any hesitation or retreat would be fatal. So, he swung his stick and knife again, his attack even more fierce, aiming for a lethal blow with every strike.

However, Hu Xingtong seemed to see through all his moves, and he was able to cleverly avoid them every time, and occasionally counterattack one or two. Although the force was not great, it was enough to give Xiao Yuheng a headache.

At this moment, Nan Ling finally completed her preparations for the fusion technique. Her hands quickly formed seals in the air, and a burly shadowy figure gradually solidified behind her, eventually converging into a gigantic white tiger. It roared and swung its palm, blasting directly at Hu Xingtong.

"Nan Ling, be careful, step back quickly!" Xiao Yuheng originally wanted to see how miserable Hu Xingtong was after being bombarded by the white tiger, but unexpectedly, he saw circles of familiar array patterns under Nan Ling's feet, so he hurriedly reminded her.

Seeing this, Hu Xingtong smiled slightly, and his figure flashed again, and he actually avoided the attack of the white tiger directly. As the formation pattern flashed, he came in front of Nan Ling.

Nan Ling was not surprised by the sudden appearance of Hu Xingtong. This man never took out the Qing Huan Sword from beginning to end. He must have been confident enough in his formation. Therefore, it was not surprising that he could dodge the White Tiger's attack silently and arrive in front of her.

Nan Ling directly shot out an ice explosion talisman, and then swung the whip at Hu Xingtong. The sound of the whip breaking through the air carried a hint of pressure, which surprised Hu Xingtong.

[Nan Ling is still a physical cultivator, and her realm is not low.]

Knowing that Nan Ling's body was not bad, Hu Xingtong did not dare to be careless anymore. He immediately released the Scanning Eye. Within the range of the Scanning Eye, the attacks of Nan Ling and Xiao Yuheng slowed down a lot. Hu Xingtong also had a better understanding of their attack methods and could respond accordingly. However, this alone was not enough...

However, no one knew if there was any hatred between the two men, or if the two martial artists just had no tacit understanding. Their attacks were always coming from one side and pulling from the other, and sometimes they could even hit each other. Hu Xingtong felt that he didn't need to take any action when he saw this.

"It seems that your fusion secret technique needs more practice." Hu Xingtong's voice sounded again with a hint of teasing.

Nan Ling's face turned grim upon hearing this. She knew that her and Xiao Yuheng's cooperation wasn't tacit enough, and their moves were messy, but she just didn't like being told that to her face.

At this moment, Nan Ling felt a sword whistling in front of her. Nan Ling immediately cast a spell to resist, but at the moment of resistance, she was hit by a fireball falling from the sky.

"Where did the fireball come from?" Xiao Yuheng was confused. He and Nan Ling were not far away. He just felt that a sword seemed to appear in front of him, so he tried to resist it. While resisting, he felt the movement from Nan Ling's side. He turned around and saw that Nan Ling was knocked back dozens of steps by a fireball falling from the sky.

Just as the two were stunned, a silver halo appeared under the feet of the white tiger, and countless chains rose from the ground in an instant, locking the white tiger tightly in place in the blink of an eye.

"Thousand Lock Formation, Baihu is gone." Hu Xingtong smiled and put his two fingers together to draw something in front of Baihu.

Nan Ling's face turned pale when she saw this. She never expected that her white tiger would be restrained so quickly. She hurriedly tried to cast a spell to free the white tiger, but Hu Xingtong was faster than her.

Hu Xingtong lightly touched the white tiger's forehead with his two fingers, and a red-gold light poured into the white tiger's body. The white tiger's body began to shrink gradually, and finally turned into a ray of light, which was held in Hu Xingtong's palm.

"You..." Nan Ling stared at Hu Xingtong with wide eyes, unable to speak for a moment.

Xiao Yuheng was also shocked when he saw this. He had never expected Hu Xingtong to be so powerful that he could even break Nan Ling's fusion technique so easily.

"How about it? Do you want to continue fighting?" Hu Xingtong looked at the two of them with a smile, his eyes full of confidence.

"Hu Xingtong, don't be so complacent! We haven't lost yet!" Nan Ling gritted her teeth. Knowing that Hu Xingtong would not do anything to Baihu, Nan Ling launched an attack again.

This time, her and Xiao Yuheng's coordination was clearly even better than before. Xiao Yuheng's stick and knife attacks were even more fierce, while Nan Ling assisted him, occasionally releasing various spells and talismans, trying to find Hu Xingtong's weaknesses.

However, Hu Xingtong seemed to be walking on the edge of their attacks, cleverly avoiding them every time and even counterattacking from time to time, which put the two of them under great pressure.

"No, my senior sister's reaction speed shouldn't be so strong." Xiao Yuheng realized it belatedly and recalled the previous battles. He had seen the flashing array patterns on the field many times, and many times Hu Xingtong disappeared when they were about to attack her. Maybe it wasn't the reaction speed but... the array!

The two men looked at each other and immediately stopped their attacks. They stood in the middle of the field and looked at the ground of the arena. They didn't know when, but a formation had been drawn on the ground beneath their feet by spiritual power. The formation was so huge that it covered the entire arena.

The two of them were incredulous and looked up at Hu Xingtong in astonishment. Hu Xingtong just smiled at them and asked again, "Do you want to continue?"

Nan Ling and Xiao Yuheng exchanged glances, each seeing frustration and reluctance in the other's eyes. No wonder Hu Xingtong was able to dodge his attacks every time. It turned out he had set up a formation long ago. Even if the two of them joined forces, they were no match for Hu Xingtong. Continuing to fight would be futile.

"We give up." Nan Ling finally spoke, her voice a little low.

Hearing this, Hu Xingtong smiled lightly and put away the light in his hand. He also removed the formation that trapped the white tiger and handed the spiritual light wrapped around the white tiger to Nan Ling.

"It's okay, you've done a great job," Hu Xingtong consoled him. "After all, every step I take is crucial to setting up the formation. It's normal that you can't beat me."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disdain was visibly expressed on the faces of the two, especially Xiao Yuheng, who said directly without disguising, "Senior Sister, you are a bit shameless."