One hundred and twenty-three, willing to be defeated
Shang Gengchen grabbed the black iron and fine gold whip with his bare hands, and easily clamped Xue Ying's Miao Dao with just two fingers of his left hand.
As soon as she waved her arms, Wu Zhongling and Xue Ying were thrown out of the ring.
Wu Zhongling fell to the ground and stumbled back four to five feet before finally regaining his balance. Only half of the black iron and fine gold whip was left in his hand.
Xue Ying and Sang Wanqing had already jumped up to catch her, and the two of them flew upside down for several feet before landing steadily.
There were only two faint fingerprints left on her Miao Dao.
Wu Zhongling looked up and saw a female revisionist looking down at him.
Seeing that she was wearing a Tianwuzong Taoist robe, with slender limbs, about the same height as himself, and a large black birthmark on her face, Wu Zhongling looked away in disgust.
He broke off the whip in his hand and threw it on the ground, taking a look at where the Tianwuzong was.
The four golden elixir monks of Tianwuzong were quite masculine, and they all nodded to him, and most of his anger disappeared first.
"What is the purpose of Tianwuzong's move?!"
Seeing this, Shang Gengchen showed a friendly smile, "We, the Tianwu Sect, are just doing this out of good intentions and want to save our fellow martial artists some effort."
Between monks, you don’t need to speak clearly, you can naturally understand each other’s meaning.
What was saved at this moment was not only the fighting skills between Wu Zhongling and Xue Ying, but also the fighting skills between him and Shang Gengchen.
Wu Zhongling looked worried, but the fight just now made him realize that Shang Gengchen was more than three points stronger than himself, so he had to press the matter for the time being.
He casually picked up another Taishang Hongli, whispered a few words to another Hehuan Sect disciple, and the two left Luanfeng Terrace arm in arm.
Xue Ying didn't say anything. She only bowed to Shang Gengchen, who was standing tall on the stage, and then returned to her seat with Sang Wanqing.
Shang Gengchen's expression became cold, and his birthmark seemed to have formed into a blue-black rock.
She cupped her hands and said in a particularly cold voice, "Please return to the first sect, Taoist friend Lin Xisheng, and come on stage to discuss things."
Lin Yige returned the salute, tiptoed, and jumped onto the ring.
She stretched out her hand and found an ordinary black iron long sword from the weapon rack on the edge of the ring that contained eighteen kinds of black iron refined weapons.
Shang Gengchen also gave up the long sword he carried with him, and also took the long sword on the weapon rack in his hand.
Weighing the long knife in his hand, Shang Gengchen frowned slightly. The disciples of the Hehuan Sect were just frivolous, but even their weapons were very light!
Lin Yige took this opportunity to scan Shang Gengchen's dantian with his spiritual consciousness, and was slightly startled.
If Wu Zhongling's water tank is filled with water, then Shang Gengchen's water tank is filled with molten iron.
Its quality and quantity are completely incomparable.
No wonder Xue Ying would say that she is "hidden and defensive, unfathomable"!
The only puzzling thing is that Shang Gengchen, with such solid cultivation, has yet to break through to the middle stage of Jindan.
However, considering the overall atmosphere of Tianwuzong, Shang Gengchen did not show off his appearance and stayed below others, which saved a lot of trouble.
Lin Yige held a sword flower on her arm, and the black iron sword in her hand was light and not easy to grasp.
"Fellow businessmen please come first."
As soon as Lin Yige finished speaking, in the blink of an eye, Shang Gengchen's long knife had already reached the top of his head.
Perhaps because the speed was too fast or the force was too strong, subtle cracks appeared on the long knife. If Shang Gengchen had not poured spiritual power into the knife, the long knife would have been broken into pieces at this moment.
You really don’t hold back at all.
Lin Yige smiled slightly, it was just the right time!
Her figure suddenly swayed, and the tip of the sword lightly touched Shang Gengchen's heart.
The long sword was infused with spiritual energy and easily cut through Shang Gengchen's Taoist robe, piercing into her flesh and blood that had been strengthened countless times.
With just one move, the outcome is decided.
Lin Yige finally restrained her urge to stab Shang Gengchen in the heart with the spirit sword, but she saw Shang Gengchen suddenly smile.
The sword flashed, and the long sword made a crisp sound. It was cut into eight pieces and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the long knife was overwhelmed and shattered into a pile of iron pieces.
All this happened so fast that even the Golden Core Stage monks couldn't see clearly what happened.
Everyone saw the light of swords in the sky and heard the sound of iron pieces falling to the ground, before the two figures appeared on the ring.
Shang Gengchen used his hand to make a knife and put it on Lin Xisheng's neck. With his other hand, he barely blocked the sword finger she pointed at his chest.
"Who wins and who loses?"
"Shang Gengchen of the Tianwuzong won, right? If she hadn't held back, Lin Xisheng of the Guiyi Sect would have been dead!"
"No way! Lin Xisheng should be the winner! Didn't the special issue of the Rookie Club of Jiuzhou Newspaper say that Lin Xisheng killed the Yuan Ying period deacon elder of Tianwu Sect?"
"Didn't you notice that both of them used black iron weapons provided by the Hehuan Sect? Maybe Lin Xisheng used the sword talisman or magic weapon of the Guiyi Sect to kill the elder of the Tianwu Sect!"
"If that's the case, it makes sense. Come to think of it, how could the Yuan Ying stage elders of the Tianwu Sect be casually killed by the late-stage Foundation Establishment monks?"
……
Both of them heard the discussion in the audience.
Shang Gengchen retracted his hand, pulled out the broken sword from his chest that almost hurt his heart, and threw it on the ground.
She covered the injured area and circulated her spiritual power. She recovered more than half before she straightened up, cupped her hands and said: "Shang Gengchen, Tianwu Sect, I am willing to be the loser!"
Lin Yige smiled and said, "Friend Shang, I accept my concession!"
Out of the corner of his eye, the leading disciple of the Tianwu Sect in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage stared at Shang Gengchen, his brows relaxing a lot.
But when everyone on the Luanfeng Platform saw the bloody sword tip, they suddenly realized it!
The person who kept his hand was not Tianwu Sect Shang Gengchen, but Guiyi Sect Lin Xisheng!
If it weren't for Luan Feng Tai Hong and Li Hui's request to reach the end of the discussion, there is no doubt that it would be Shang Gengchen who died at this moment!
Although Lin Xisheng may have used various means to kill the Yuanying-stage monks of the Tianwu Sect, her own strength has already far exceeded those of the same realm.
Many second-rate sect monks who were deeply attracted by Yunshan Zhumi seemed to have had a bucket of cold water poured on their heads.
Tianwu Sect Shang Gengchen is stronger than Tingfeng Pavilion Wu Zhongling, and Ninth Sect disciple Wu Zhongling is stronger than Wuying Sect Xue Ying.
After a little evaluation, you can tell that you are not even Shang Gengchen’s opponent!
Why bother humiliating yourself when you know you can't beat them?
Lin Yige watched Shang Gengchen get off the ring, then he raised his hand and performed the Cleansing Technique, clearing all the fragments of the Xuantie Sword out of Luanfeng Terrace.
Afterwards, Lin Yige stood alone on the ring. After looking around for a week, he said: "Is there any other fellow Taoist who would like to compete with me?"
After asking for a long time, no one made a sound for a long time.
Lin Yige then bowed her hands to the monks on Luanfeng Platform and said with a smile: "Thanks to the humility of all fellow Taoists, I would be disrespectful to reject this small bottle of Yunshan Zhumi!"
Just as he was about to fly up, he saw the monk in the middle stage of Tianwu Sect's golden elixir reaching the stage in an instant.
"Tianwuzong returns to Haizheng, please give me some advice from fellow Taoist Lin!"
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I’m going to take a live class from a great master today, so I’ve coded one chapter first, the second chapter will be late.