Bring a scumbag girl to bully me, and you are afraid of using modern weapons.

The fact that the Zhongli family can come to Wuhua Villa to participate in the competition shows that the family ranks above the top ten in Dongzhou.

Xie Jinglan thought of the battle at Yushi Pass and heard what Fu Mushan said, saying that Master seemed to have made some serious mistake and was punished by being banished to Guangyuan Continent and becoming an abandoned child of the Zhongli family.

"Zhong Liqi versus Han Jiajun!"

The two young men simultaneously flew onto the fighting stage on the right.

Xie Jinglan looked up and saw a man called Zhong Liqi holding a long sword, which was flashing with a cold light, as if it could cut through everything in the world.

Han Jiajun on the opposite side was holding a long spear in his hand. The blade of the spear was extremely sharp and exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

The two men stood facing each other, there was a tense atmosphere between them, and their eyes showed a sense of confidence in winning.

"Start!" the referee ordered.

Zhong Liqi and Han Jiajun politely bowed to each other, then they flashed and rushed towards each other like a gust of wind, instantly entering combat mode, with the weapons in their hands drawing sharp arcs in the air.

"Clang, clang, clang..." Sparks flew where the sword and the halberd collided, making a crisp sound.

Xie Jinglan looked at these two people, who were between twenty-five and twenty-three years old. Their strength had reached the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm. Their talents were incredible.

"Miss Xie, the Zhongli family is ranked third in Andong City, Dongzhou." Manager Bi whispered to her beside her.

The Zhongli family ranks third in Dongzhou? That's considered a top family.

"What is the relationship between the Zhongli family and the Nangong family?" Xie Jinglan asked him.

Nangong Ying secretly ran to Guangyuan Continent to find Zhongli Xiao, which is why she met Emperor Kunming. It can be seen that the Nangong family and the Zhongli family have a good relationship.

"The Nangong family is the largest aristocratic family in Dongzhou. They are old friends with Zhongli, and every generation of the two families has intermarriages." Manager Bi said to her.

So that's how it is. Xie Jinglan nodded slightly, glanced at the people in the stands, and asked, "Where is the Nangong family in Dongzhou?"

In the stands, only the five major sects sitting in the main seats had tables in front of them, while the others did not.

"The third house on the left is the Nangong family." Manager Bi told her.

Hearing this, Xie Jinglan looked to the left and saw a middle-aged man sitting in that seat. There were many people standing behind him, most of them were young people.

"Bang -" there was a loud noise.

Xie Jinglan looked at the fighting arena and saw two figures crisscrossing like lightning. Every collision erupted with a deafening roar, and the sky was stirred by their powerful force.

The shadows of halberds and the lights of swords intertwined and crisscrossed as the two men fought back and forth, neither giving in. Their moves were either fierce or wide-ranging, making the audience dazzled.

Time passed little by little, and as the battle on the stage became more and more intense, the entire fighting stage began to tremble slightly.

Xie Jinglan opened her magical eyes, and the two originally vague figures turned into slow motion under her magical eyes. She saw that both of them had been transformed into weapons.

Several weapons and spiritual weapons on the two people's bodies were knocked off, and they suffered injuries of varying degrees.

But she could see that Han Jiajun was gradually losing the upper hand.

The Han family, which ranks first in Xizhou, is about to lose to the Zhongli family, which ranks third in Dongzhou, so soon?

Just as Xie Jinglan was puzzled, Han Jiajun suddenly revealed a strange smile, and the fighting power in his body suddenly surged. He quickly condensed his palm power into an ice arrow, and shot it out when Zhong Liqi approached again, hitting his right shoulder.

"boom--"

Zhong Liqi was knocked straight out and fell to the stage.

"Zhong Liqi!" Zhong Lijia stood up in shock, and several people flew off the stage.

"The Han family wins again!" There were exclamations from the crowd.

The Han family members in the stands all laughed triumphantly, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.

Xie Jinglan's eyes were cold. There was something strange about Han Jiajun.

If I hadn't opened my magical eye, I really wouldn't be able to tell that there was something wrong with the ice arrow.

"The Han family wins! Next game..."

"I want to challenge Taixu Sect!" Han Jiajun suddenly interrupted the referee and pointed at Zou Ting in the main seat.

"This..." The referee looked at Zou Ting. Participants in the competition can challenge anyone. Han Jiajun's request is very reasonable. If the challenged person does not accept it, the referee can directly declare him the loser.

"Boy, you are quite courageous! How dare you challenge our Taixu Sect?"

A disciple of the Taixu Sect stepped forward, glanced at Han Jiajun with disdain, and bowed to Zou Ting, saying, "Master, this disciple is willing to accept the Han family's challenge."

"Okay." Zou Ting nodded.

"Liang Yang! This kid actually dared to challenge our Taixu Sect. You must beat him up." Another disciple waved his fist at Han Jiajun.

"Yes, this kid is getting more and more arrogant. Hit him a few more times for me. It would be best if he could be beaten so hard that he wouldn't even recognize his parents." Several disciples at the back also started shouting.

"No! I want to challenge him." Han Jiajun pointed at Xie Jinglan, "I heard that this brother got a magic sword. I want to experience it. I hope this little brother won't refuse!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Xie Jinglan.

The Taixu Sect's disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. Who was this person? Why had they never seen him before?

Seeing her standing next to the sect master, could she be the sect master's new disciple?

They all thought this was possible, otherwise, the sect leader would not have let him stand so close?

"Her strength is only at the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and you want to challenge her?" Zou Ting shot a sharp look at Han Jiajun. "The rules of the competition only allow for equal-level competitions. Your challenge does not comply with the regulations."

"What? You, the Taixu Sect, one of the Five Hua Sects, don't dare to accept the challenge?" Han Jiajun looked at Xie Jinglan, hatred glittering in his eyes. "Didn't I just tell you that she has a divine sword? I heard that a divine sword can double a person's strength. I'm not bullying you."

"Master, since Han Jiajun is seeking death, then you can use the magic sword to fulfill his wish." Little Jinzi shouted in the space.

"I accept the challenge." Xie Jinglan walked out slowly. It seemed that Han Jiajun recognized her.

This is good. She wants to see what secrets Han Jiajun is hiding.

"Han Jiajun, you don't dare to fight with me, but you find someone who is several levels lower than you in strength. You are a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong." Liang Yang pointed at Han Jiajun angrily.

"That's right, even if you win, it's not a fair victory."

"The Han family is used to using some despicable means."

The disciples of Taixu Sect all pointed at Han Jiajun and started cursing.

"Master, I can fight for Taixu Sect." Xie Jinglan said to Zou Ting.

"Be careful!" Zou Ting ordered her.

The Han family! They would have to face off sooner or later.

"Please rest assured, Sect Master!" Xie Jinglan said, and flew onto the fighting stage.

Without any unnecessary words, her fist quickly transformed into a beast and smashed towards Han Jiajun fiercely.