The other party is very powerful, at the seventh level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. No wonder his tone of voice is bad and his attitude is very arrogant.
"Quick as lightning!"
As soon as he took action, the iron sword had already stabbed out. He followed the sword and in the blink of an eye, the man had already rushed forward.
The two swords clashed, and in a daze, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves.
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"Well, it's so fun. Every year, watching the ranking matches of the inner disciples makes my blood boil."
"You're just looking at it without any interest in going up?"
"Oh, I'm powerless. I can't break through. What can I do?"
"That's right. You see, those few people just now didn't break through to the spiritual transformation realm. They went up and were knocked down as soon as they met. It's really embarrassing."
If you can't eat grapes, you will say the grapes are sour.
Qian Siming and others went up to experience the power of those senior brothers and sisters, and there was no possibility of counterattack.
However, they were still qualified to go up. Many of the outer disciples watching from the audience had disdain on their faces.
If you look carefully into the depths of their eyes, you will find endless envy hidden in them.
To be able to fight against the inner sect brothers, let's face it, that would be doubly honorable.
There are many jealous people, but there are also many people who stay rational.
When I heard those sour words, I couldn't help but point out a few words.
"Stop saying a few words. If you have the ability, go up on your own. If you don't even have the qualifications, why are you talking about others?"
"Hmph, you can do it. You're awesome. I haven't seen you go up there yet."
In the ring, the battle was fierce, but off the field, it was also very lively.
Some people with hot tempers will get angry at the slightest disagreement.
Regarding this situation, Elder Sun on the court not only did not stop it, but also looked cheerful.
As a swordsman, I should have the mind and state of mind to trample upon any injustice.
Being able to take action shows that they still have blood. As long as no one is killed or maimed, everything is allowed.
"Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Wang's opponent is very powerful. He was almost beaten."
"Hahaha, Junior Sister Qi, do you see anything?"
He Ziyan's words made Qin Jue laugh, but he did not answer. Instead, he directly asked Qi Yujin next to him to see what she could tell.
"Well, I see that although Senior Brother Wang is at a disadvantage, his battle rhythm is not panicky, orderly, and his advance and retreat are well-founded. Could it be that he is here?"
"What is it? Why didn't I see it?"
"Sparring partner."
Qin Jue and Qi Yujin spoke almost at the same time. After speaking, they looked at each other and smiled.
"Ah, do you mean that Senior Brother Wang treats his opponent as a sparring partner?"
"Well, to be precise, as a footwork sparring partner."
As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.
As long as you pay attention to this scene, you may be able to see that Qi Yujin, with his strength in the Spirit Gathering Realm, can see that the inner disciples waiting for the battle on the field will naturally see it.
On the contrary, as Wang Xuan Zheng'er's opponent, he was fooled around.
After the movement technique was used, Wang Xuan's whole body was like catkins. Apart from the initial embarrassment, he has now become very calm.
"Asshole, how dare you use me as your sparring partner."
After all, paper can't cover up the fire. After a while, Wang Xuan's opponent realized something was wrong.
Most of the moves are just to dodge, and occasionally he will use one or two moves, just to treat him as a fool.
"Thank you, senior brother, for practicing with me for so long. Junior brother, I can't thank you enough."
"court death."
A sharp shout interrupted what Wang Xuan was going to say next.
The murderous intention gradually arose, and the moves in his hands became much heavier unconsciously.
However, this time, Wang Xuan also chose to eliminate the opponent and replace him with someone else. Well, if possible, change him as a sparring partner.
Sure enough, after a few moves, the opponent was knocked off the ring by Wang Xuan.
As long as you defeat your opponent, you can get half an hour's rest, but you can also choose to continue fighting.
The battle just now seemed very fierce, but for Wang Xuan, it was not very consuming, so he decided to take advantage of the situation and continue fighting. Only in this way can he maintain the effect of his understanding.
Soon, someone appeared on the stage. As soon as this person came on stage, he immediately introduced himself, which immediately made Wang Xuan wary.
"Junior brother Wang, my name is Gong Wujiu. I wonder if you have remembered anything?"
He is not tall and extremely thin. At first glance, he looks pale and always feels like he is sick.
"Looking at senior brother's name, he should be related to Gong Wuqing, right?"
"Sure enough, Junior Brother Wang has not forgotten the murder he has done. To be honest, I don't like Gong Qingqing. If I hadn't met Junior Brother Wang this time, I would not have any interaction with you, let alone think about it.
Avenge him."
"Senior Brother Gong, do you want to kill me in this arena?"
Feeling the strength of the opponent at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, coupled with the vague evil aura all over his body, and his extremely bland words, Wang Xuan's heart sank and he asked subconsciously.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother Wang, you are overthinking. The rules of the sect cannot be broken. How could I knowingly break them?"
His original intention was to prepare for a life-and-death battle with Gong Wujiu, but the other party laughed loudly and stated that he would not violate the sect's rules.
"What did you just say?"
"Haha, it's nothing, just talk, let's do it."
After saying that, he directly raised the sword and started to use it.
When they met, Wang Xuan immediately felt the difference.
Although the opponent was at the eighth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the pressure he brought to him was no less than that of Gong Qingwu, who was at the Half-Step Spiritual Transformation Realm.
His swordsmanship is fierce and he can capture people with every move, almost capsizing Wang Xuan's boat in the gutter.
After a while, he gradually adapted to the opponent's rhythm and slowly escaped from danger.
They are both members of the Gong family, but if you have to compare them, their fighting styles are completely different.
Gong Wusing has a high realm, but in terms of fighting skills, he is not very strong, and he does not have his own style.
Looking at Gong Wujiu, he is at least much older than Gong Wujiu. His realm advantage is not breakthrough, but he is strong and has an aggressive fighting style. He always wants to kill the opponent at the minimum cost.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were competing for dozens of moves, both looking at each other solemnly.
"No wonder you were able to kill Gong Qingqing, you do have some strength."
"Haha, Senior Brother Gong, you are quite powerful. With such style, you should have come off the battlefield."
"I am knowledgeable and not afraid to tell you that I have been on a truce recently, so only those of us can come back to participate in the ranking competition. Under normal circumstances, I would not be willing to come back."
He gave a thumbs up and secretly praised him. His fighting style was so unique, and there was still some evil energy left in him, so it was not surprising that Wang Xuan recognized him.
"Next, I have a move. If you can catch it, I will automatically admit defeat. If you can't catch it, you will be punished by the sect at worst, but what will happen to you..."
Needless to say, Wang Xuan already understood what the other party meant, that he might become disabled or even die on the spot.