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"Phew, you still say how powerful Zhong Xingyue is, look at it, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, what excuse are you looking for~"

That's right, in the eyes of others, this is just an excuse that Zhong Xingyue found for herself not to compete with Cangsheng.

Also, Cangsheng is famous after all, a new female disciple, no matter how powerful she is, she is just a newcomer.

"Maybe Senior Brother Cang is poor?"

Ten thousand lower grade spirit stones is not a small amount for most outer disciples.

If you are helpless, powerless, and powerless, the spirit stone will only be used by the disciples sent by the sect, but the disciples will also have to save up to buy cultivation equipment.

Who will be idle and bored to take it out and fight.

"You want spirit stones?"

Cangsheng stood up and asked in a very light tone.

"Yes, when I saw the spirit stone, I did it. ”

Otherwise, she was challenged every day, at first she was looking for experience, but her experience was enough, and these people came to challenge again, it would be a waste of her time.

"Good. ”

What puzzled everyone was that Cangsheng really agreed.

He took out a small storage bag and handed it to the deacon uncle of the Holy Martial Hall.

The deacon disciple glanced at the storage bag and nodded to Zhong Xingyue.

It means exactly 10,000 spirit stones.

Zhong Xingyue clenched his fists,

"Thank you, Senior Brother for taking care of the whole. ”

Cangsheng stood opposite Zhong Xingyue, and the two of them each took a step back and stood on the edge of the ring.

"Let's go!"

Uncle Deacon shouted, and stepped back, giving way to the whole ring.

Zhong Xingyue didn't say a word, and directly pulled out the Qinghong sword.

Qinghong Sword pulled out a sword flower in mid-air, and Zhong Xingyue herself jumped into the air.

The large net woven by the sword qi formed a semicircular ball from mid-air, and it exploded down.

The sword in Cangsheng's hand jumped over and over again, drawing a cross,

Very sharp cross pattern,

Directly arched the sword net,

The sword light burst out in all directions through the large net, and the ring was suddenly dazzled.

"Senior Brother Cangsheng is so rich, he will take 10,000 spirit stones. ”

"Why does he have to compete with Zhong Xingyue with spirit stones? Could it be that Zhong Xingyue is really so powerful?"

A group of people have envy, jealousy, and hatred in their eyes.

Ten thousand spirit stones......

So the question is, why do you have to compete with Zhong Xingyue with 10,000 spirit stones?

Either believe in your own strength and feel that you will win and not lose,

But if so, why challenge her?

Since it is a challenge, it should be a small difference in strength, and you can gain experience from it.

Of course, there is another kind of challenge,

It's just pure and broken and wants to clean up some people.

The ring is a place where a person can be cleaned up openly, and the person who is cleaned up can also refuse,

Could it be that Cangsheng came to clean up Zhong Xingyue?

There are wise disciples who think of this layer.

"Oops... Isn't that Uncle Fei, why did Uncle Fei come back?"

Someone had sharp eyes, and a man in a silver-gray robe in the crowd was pointed out as soon as he appeared.

"Uncle Fei's grandfather is our peak master, and our Wutu Peak is also equivalent to Uncle Fei's home, so Uncle Fei should come back. ”

A group of women chattered around, and the scene was not lively.

This is the Fei Xuejia in Xia Jingmi's mouth,

The grandson of the Lord of Wutu Peak, who is good-looking and golden, is a typical rich and handsome man in the eyes of these outer disciples.

This rich and handsome man has a good temper and is very kind to people, such as in the current situation, he was surrounded by a group of women and blocked his way, and he did not reprimand them for half a sentence, but showed a soft smile,

Gentle.

He doesn't be a bad guy, someone else is a bad guy,

That's his personal retinue.

Left and right drove away the female disciples who surrounded him, Fei Xuejia apologized to everyone apologetically, and walked to the ring where Zhong Xingyue and Cangsheng were.

"Hehe... Not bad, Xiao Cangzi has made great progress, which is worthy of praise. ”

He carried his back with one hand, and gently shook the folding fan with the other, indescribably graceful.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Cang is so powerful..."Many female disciples echoed

Zhong Xingyue was attentive and didn't know what was going on offstage.

She was wielding a quick sword.

The world's swordsmanship, only fast is not broken.

Her sword stabbed out a cold sword aura, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish with the naked eye.

Cangsheng suddenly felt that the hairs stood up,

Because Zhong Xingyue majored in ice attributes, over time, her sword qi also had a hint of coldness.

This coldness made Cangsheng very disliked.

So he is sensitive, the long sword is picked, his steps are imaginary, and the soles of his feet step out of the mysterious pattern,

Almost teleporting, he dodged Zhong Xingyue's sword and struck a backhand at the same time.

Zhong Xingyue was in mid-air, and Qinghong's sword met his sword, and after his body rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees, he landed in the ring.

It was at this time that Fei Xuejia saw her appearance clearly.

Beautiful, enough to captivate the city,

It's cold enough to freeze your heart.

It's like the cold moon, bright and white.

Why should such a beautiful woman be killed?

Fei Xuejia is staggering,

Sure enough, it's a woman, can't you tolerate a woman who looks more beautiful than herself in her eyes?

This Zhong Xingyue is a little worse than Ling Xueyi in the first vein of the moon, but unfortunately Ling Xueyi is the flower of Kaolin, and she can't touch it, let alone pick it.

After Zhong Xingyue landed, Cangsheng took advantage of the situation to chase after him and slapped it with one palm.

Zhong Xingyue's clothes were agitated, and she also greeted her with a palm.

It's just that in the palm of her hand, there are crumbs of ice.

All of a sudden, the snow was blowing.

Cangsheng makes a palm with one hand, and a sword with the other,

A two-pronged approach.

Qinghong's sword blocked his sword, but the flying snow was still there, and he couldn't open his eyes when he was stabbed, and he retreated frequently.

Retreat all the way to the edge of the ring.

"Hiss~ isn't it......"

The disciples' eyes widened.

Zhong Xingyue actually had the upper hand!

"Our Senior Brother Cang doesn't care about her, if he cares, Zhong Xingyue won't have the upper hand!"

Is it?

In the ring, Cangsheng's face was flushed, but he also had strength,

The long sword stepped up, and he picked off the Qinghong sword.

Then with a punch, the tiger is in the wind.

Zhong Xingyue stepped back, and the punch was empty, and his sword followed.

Zhong Xingyue bent over and swept the lower plate,

Cangsheng was on the edge of the ring, his footwork was unstable, and Zhong Xingyue's sweep really swept it.

While he stumbled, Zhong Xingyue followed closely with a palm,

The wind whistled on his back.

The one-meter-eight outer gate senior brother was beaten out of the ring by a rookie female disciple like this.

Fall flat on one's face.

This......

Everyone was stunned.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just now, they all seemed to be optimistic about Senior Brother Cang...

"I conceded. ”

She withdrew her Qinghong sword and looked at the deacon's uncle in the ring.

The deacon uncle was silent, obviously not expecting Zhong Xingyue to win.

"Zhong Xingyue wins, as a bet, 10,000 spirit stones will be yours. ”

Zhong Xingyue leaned over to thank him, took the storage bag in the hands of the deacon uncle, and jumped out of the ring.

The onlookers below forgot to give way, and just looked at her blankly,

She had to cough a few times to warn her.