There were simply too many acquaintances present.

The heads and elders of the Xia, Chu, Sun, and Feng families were all watching the battle in the front row.

Even everyone in the Anti-Heaven Alliance.

For example, Dao Bugu, Wang Lao... also secretly sneaked in under their own identities.

Speaking of the Anti-Heaven Alliance.

Because Huang Feng, an important male favorite of Yong Xiaodie in the Anti-Heaven Alliance, was killed by Lu Zhiqiu, the remaining members of the Anti-Heaven Alliance were all blacklisted by the Huatian Sect.

However, the Huatian Sect did not use its true strength to suppress them, but only asked the eight major families to issue a warrant for their arrest.

Lu Zhiqiu could roughly guess it.

This shows that Huatian Sect is still unwilling to give up the tactic of provoking internal conflicts in the Xilan Realm.

With this momentum, the reputation of the Anti-Heaven Alliance has grown even stronger. In the eyes of knowledgeable people, it is simply a fighter of resistance and a role model for our generation.

There will definitely be more people joining the Anti-Heaven Alliance.

As long as the Huatian Sect can place a Huang Feng, Li Feng, or Zhang Feng among them, it can easily lead the Anti-Heaven Alliance to continue to be hostile to the eight major families and cause internal friction in the Xilan Realm.

They wanted to keep the Anti-Heaven Alliance as a pawn, so they adopted a method of attacking with much ado but little results.

Dao Bu Gu and others were able to survive because of this.

Unfortunately.

Lu Zhiqiu came here today to put an end to this.

The ambitions of the Huatian Sect are destined to fail.

Put aside all distracting thoughts.

Lu Zhiqiu looked at Xia Yuke who was trying her best to perform magic on the field.

Compared to three years ago.

Xia Yuke has become more mature, and her facial features have become more delicate, like a young girl who has finally grown up. With her light green dress, she looks like a fairy in the mountains who is not tainted by the mundane world.

There is less childishness and more decisiveness between his eyebrows.

Opposite her was Song Lianping, the young master of the Song family.

During these three years, he has repeatedly made his mark. Many seniors who are one level higher than him are no match for him. His swordsmanship is very solid and fierce.

Both of them are in the middle stage of foundation building.

Each of them held a sword, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged dozens of rounds in the air.

Song Lianping laughed and said:

"Miss Xia, you and I are at a similar level, and our techniques are similar. Fighting like this will not yield any results."

Xia Yuke had a cold face and did not reply.

She has mastered many skills taught by Lu Zhiqiu, so it is impossible that she only has this much strength.

But he had the Huatian Sect's golden elixir by his side.

It was difficult for her to perform magic beyond the average level. After all, the Huatian Sect had cleansed the Taoism of the Xilan Realm, and the only things that were passed down were low-level methods.

If she acts rashly, it will only arouse suspicion.

Dozens of moves passed.

The battle between Xia Yuke and Song Lianping was still stalemate, and it was hard to tell who was better. They fought from one end of the dojo to the other and then back again.

That's it.

Just pick some crude means to deal with it, and say it's an ancient inheritance that you picked up by chance.

Xia Yuke felt that this risk had to be taken.

A green light burst out from her left hand, which was smeared on the sword, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and sword energy rushed out.

Song Lianping thought something was wrong, bit his tongue lightly and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood exploded into a blood mist and quickly formed a blood shield. It trembled violently, barely blocking the sword energy in front of it.

"You have picked up inheritance, and so have I."

Song Lianping chuckled, obviously not hurt too much.

While Xia Yuke became more vigilant, she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the two Jindan who were watching the battle beside them did not show much expression.

Obviously, the reason of ancient inheritance is basically recognized.

only……

Did Song Lianping really obtain the ancient inheritance?

Xia Yuke always felt that the Taoism on the opposite side was somewhat similar to the aura that descended when the two Jindan judges of Huatian Sect just arrived.

Perhaps, Song Lianping's Taoism came from the Huatian Sect.

Xia Yuke is not a fool, so she naturally realized that if this was true, it would be extremely difficult for her to get first place today.

After all, the referee and the contestants are most likely in the same group.

But no matter how difficult it is, she will do it.

As the sword was swung out, green sword energy surged towards Song Lianping from all directions like a tide.

Song Lianping raised his hand, and a black rat appeared in front of him. Song Lianping's expression suddenly changed, and he began to imitate the rat's movements and expressions - bending his forelimbs and squeaking.

With such expressions and movements, her temperament seemed a bit vulgar.

But the effect is not bad.

This black rat kept jumping around Song Lianping, waving its claws to eliminate the sword energy released by Xia Yuke.

Then he took the opportunity to counterattack Xia Yuke.

But Xia Yuke's sword power was impenetrable, and even if Song Lianping had this black rat, it would still be difficult to break through.

The two were in a stalemate again.

Outside the dojo.

Chu Xuannan, who was watching the battle, hugged Feng Huanxue and murmured:

"These two are really evenly matched. Even at this time, they are still in such a stalemate."

Feng Huanxue also nodded repeatedly.

They all knew Xia Yuke's strength, and they also vaguely guessed that Song Lianping's methods must have the shadow of Huatian Sect.

But they had no choice.

I can only worry for this good friend in my heart.

The Long River of Tears: Chapter 75: Xia Yuke's Defeat

In the dojo.

The other family heads were also watching the final battle between the younger generations.

The Song family patriarch stroked his beard and smiled:

"Haha, Old Man Xia, I heard a long time ago that your young lady inherited the legacy of an ancient golden elixir refiner. I didn't expect that she was so extraordinary in combat, almost suppressing my Lian Ping."

This seems to be a compliment on the surface, but it is actually disgusting.

Xia Mingtian yawned:

"Alas, I don't have high expectations for my granddaughter. After all, she's a weapon refiner, and it's already very good that she can fight like this. But your Lian Ping hasn't shown any clear chance of winning yet, which is somewhat inconsistent with the recent rumors of his invincibility."

The two looked at each other.

There was another faint laugh.

The hint of neither of them wanting to give in to the other was obvious in their laughter.

"Look, the situation has changed."

Chu Yingshi, the head of the Chu family, pointed ahead and said in a deep voice.

Several people looked over quickly.

Xia Yuke quickly pressed several acupuncture points on his chest with his fingers, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which actually dyed the green sword in his hand red.

With a loud shout, he plunged the sword into the ground.

Waves of green sword rain unexpectedly began to fall from the sky, and the sharp aura was so strong that it even made the peak Foundation Establishment cultivators in the spectator seats change color slightly.

The dense rain of swords blocked Song Lianping and his surroundings.

Feeling the power of the sword rain, Song Lianping gritted his teeth, put the sword against his head with his backhand, and shot out black light, forming a rune chain to resist the fierce sword rain.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Everyone is looking forward to it, hoping that the final candidate will be the one in their mind.

Xia Lingling pulled Lu Zhiqiu's sleeve and asked quietly:

"Miss Lu, do you think my young lady can win?"

Lu Zhiqiu stroked his chin, looked at the two presiding Jindan masters meaningfully, and said:

"I won, and I lost."

Xia Lingling was confused:

"Can you explain it more clearly?"

Lu Zhiqiu smiled and said:

"If we only consider this fight, Xia Yuke has already defeated Song Lianping, so logically she should be the winner."

"But someone doesn't want her to win."

Xia Lingling nodded, then shook her head and said:

"Are you referring to what I heard earlier about the Song family bribing the Huatian Sect and internally securing promotion spots?"

"But in front of everyone, it's obvious who's standing and who's lying down, right? Is there any room for maneuver?"

Lu Zhiqiu crossed his arms and said:

"You'll find out if you look down."

……

On the field.

The smoke cleared.

Although Xia Yuke's face was pale, he was still able to stand with the tip of his sword touching the ground.

As for Song Lianping, he fell to the ground with blood constantly flowing from his mouth.

"Two Immortals, this should be considered my victory, right?"

Xia Yuke saluted the two Jindan cultivators who were watching the battle in the sky and asked respectfully.

The two looked at each other, flicked their sleeves and said calmly:

"Don't worry, little girl. Your opponent hasn't lost his fighting power yet."

Xia Yuke was stunned and turned around quickly.

But found out.

Song Lianping, who originally had a weak breath and exhausted spiritual power, suddenly became full again, and his face became more energetic. After just a few breaths, he looked like he was in his prime.

"This...how could this happen? I clearly sensed that his spiritual power has indeed been exhausted."

Xia Mingtian murmured.

"Brother, I just saw the golden elixir in the sky transmitting spiritual energy to the Song family kid and healing his injuries. They are in the same group."

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