After everyone had almost arrived, the Second Elder flew into the sky again and announced the start of the afternoon challenge.

A sword cultivator of the Golden Sword Sect jumped into the ring as soon as possible, and then challenged Lu Ning'an.

According to the plan, Lin Zhe immediately stood up and chose to accept the challenge for Lu Ningan.

That sword cultivator of the Golden Sword Sect obviously came on the field in order to consume the number of times Lu Ning'an was challenged, and in the face of Lin Zhe, who was in full swing, he didn't have much will to fight.

As soon as the second elder announced the start of the competition, the sword cultivator immediately raised his hand and said, "I recognize..."

Before the last word "lose" was spoken, a line of blood appeared in the sword cultivator's throat, and the sword cultivator's eyes suddenly widened, with a look of disbelief on his face, and then he covered his neck and fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Zhe put away the fairy sword in his hand, and then said lightly: "I, Lin Zhe, hate three kinds of people the most in my life, one is to lead the way, the second is to admit defeat directly without doing anything during the competition, and the third is..."

After speaking, Lin Zhe turned around directly and jumped back to the audience.

There was silence in the audience.

It took a long time for an exclamation to erupt.

"I'm rubbing! What was that? This is what Jindan Peak can do?"

"I didn't see Lin Zhe make a move at all!"

"It's better to dance than to dance! A sword and an anti-sect monk!"

"Am I the only one who wants to know what the third kind of person he hates the most?"

"I want to know, too..."

"Why do you have to say half of it?"

The head of the Silver Sword looked at Lin Zhe, who had returned to the Silver Sword Sect's seating area, quietly walked to his side, and asked in a low voice, "Lin Zhe, you secretly tell me, who is the third type of person you hate the most?" I promise not to tell anyone."

Lin Zhe smiled faintly and said, "Hehe, no."

Silver Sword Master: "......."

Now the young monks are getting more and more difficult to bring, and they don't even give the face of the head of the house!

Just when the people who ate melons were guessing what the third type of person was, the last challenger of the anti-sect monk also jumped into the ring, and to Lu Ning'an and the others' expectations, this last person was actually not a sword cultivator of the Golden Sword Sect, but a monk of the Blood Puppet Sect.

However, Lu Ningan was not too flustered, at noon, everyone discussed a variety of possibilities, and there were corresponding plans for the current situation.

"Jie Ji, Blood Puppet Gate, Kui Dashuang, please teach Mr. Lu!"

Lu Ningan couldn't help frowning as he looked at this Blood Puppet Sect monk at the peak of Jindan.

To be honest, among all the rebel sects, Lu Ning'an's least favorite is this blood puppet sect.

The monks of the Blood Golem Sect are all wearing red robes and hoods, and this outfit looks like villains at first glance. Moreover, the true qi of the blood puppet gate is dark red, which is very similar to the evil qi of the evil clan, which annoys people.

However, compared to other anti-sect sects, the blood puppet monks' magical methods are also the most unpredictable, not only can they manipulate the puppets to fight, but they can also leave the body at any time and drill into the bodies of others to control others.

This point is somewhat similar to the inner demon.

"Huang San, Moba." Lu Ningan lifted the black and white sword in his hand and asked in a low voice, "On the other side is the Blood Puppet Sect monk, do you have confidence?"

"Hiahiahia~~ Blood Puppet Sect monks are also monks, not ghosts and gods, for our inner demons, there is no difference."

"Yes, faith."

"That's good." Lu Ningan was a little relieved, took out a "Temperament Transformation Pill" again, and then jumped into the ring and came to the ring.

"Truly, Mr. Lu." Kui Dashuang smiled sadly and asked, "Are you ready to die?"

"Humph!" Lu Ningan held the "Invisible Sword" in his left hand and the "Sword of the Yellow Three Demons" in his right hand, snorted coldly, and ignored this Kui Dashuang.

"Mr. Lu's seventh rookie challenge begins!"

As the second elder's words fell, Lu Ningan instantly launched, rushed forward, and took the lead in attacking.

I saw his figure spinning, and the tip of the sword brought a blue light on his side, slashing towards Kui Dashuang like a crescent moon.

Qingye Flower Sword Technique, Qingyue Sword Dance!

Lin Zhe in the stands looked at this scene and couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's been more than a month! The Boss has finally learned some normal sword moves!

Seeing that Lu Ning'an was imposing, Kui Dashuang didn't dare to be too big, and immediately stepped back, and at the same time summoned a small puppet to block in front of him.

"Wow-"

Before the cyan crescent moon was completely slashed, the small puppet suddenly broke into two first, and the half-black and half-white long sword in Lu Ning'an's hand crossed the disconnected small puppet and continued to slash towards Kui Dashuang with the cyan crescent.

Kui Dashuang was taken aback, and in a hurry, he didn't have time to summon the puppet again, so he had to use his true qi to forcibly resist.

"Bell—"

After a loud bang, Kui Dashuang discovered... I don't have anything to do.

Although the sword in Lu Ning'an's hand seemed extraordinary, the damage caused by the slash on his body was not as high as he imagined, at best, it was the attack strength of the peak of the foundation. Under his full defense, Lu Ningan couldn't break through his protective true qi for a while.

After discovering this, Kui Dashuang instantly became stunned.

"Jie Ji, could it be that when Mr. Lu fights with me, do you also have to suppress your own realm to the foundation building period?"

"Huh." Lu Ningan sneered and said, "It's not worth my full strength to deal with you!"

"Okay, then I hope Mr. Lu doesn't regret it!"

After speaking, the scarlet true qi on Kui Dashuang's side surged, and two tall puppets appeared on his left and right.

"Go, play with Mr. Lu!"

The red light flashed in the eyes of the two puppets, and then they started at the same time, attacking Lu Ning'an one left and one right.

What Kui Dashuang didn't notice was that a few black drops of water on Lu Ning'an's long sword just now fell on his body and slowly soaked into his body.

When Lu Ningan saw the two puppets attacking, he immediately put away the invisible sword temporarily, and then pinched the magic with his hand and launched his magical power.

The second form of turtle magic skills, absolute tortoise shell!

Two green rays of light descended, and the two puppets were instantly covered with a thick layer of tortoise shell, and their movements instantly became extremely slow.

Lu Ningan took the opportunity to bypass the two puppets and continued to attack Kui Dashuang.

"Truly, Mr. Lu really underestimates me!"

Kui Dashuang relied on his body protection true qi to block Lu Ning'an's attack again, and then with a wave of his hand, he summoned two puppets again.

At the same time, the two puppets from before also rose in size, and with two thuds, the tortoise shells on their bodies were broken into pieces.

The four puppets occupied the four sides, surrounded Lu Ningan in the middle, and then waved their fists.

Lu Ning'an's eyes flashed, and then he waved his hand and sprinkled a handful of jade powder, and quickly sketched with both hands.

"Short-range teleportation array, condensation!"

"Bang bang bang—" Four fists slammed into the ground, dusty flying.

And Lu Ning'an's figure disappeared in an instant, reappearing in the place where he had originally stood.

Lu Ningan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous, I was almost hit by those fists just now.

But fortunately, the cultivation of the past few days was still fruitful, and this short-distance teleportation array, he was finally able to quickly arrange it in a short period of time!

(End of chapter)