Seeing Li Changsheng's popularity, Gao Changzhi and Du Feiyun were not happy, but these two competitions were to save face for Ling Feiyan, and they couldn't make trouble at this time.

Gao Changzhi glanced at Li Changsheng sideways, and said secretly: Just make you happy for a while, and when I become the head disciple, see how I fix you.

If Li Changsheng knew Gao Changzhi's thoughts, he would definitely laugh off his big teeth and ask him: Who gave you the confidence to make you feel that you can be the head disciple?

Ling Feiyan saw that Du Feiyun didn't mean to send Gao Changzhi down, so he understood her husband's thoughts, and he still wanted Gao Changzhi to take over as the head of the house.

"Wushuang, Flawless, which of the two of you will go first?" Ling Feiyan could only send his daughter to play.

"I'm on. Ling Wuflawless said without timidity.

"Go ahead, if you can't beat the other party, take the initiative to admit defeat, just don't get hurt. Ling Feiyan instructed.

"Don't worry, mother, I'm not that stupid. Ling Wuflawless said with a smile.

"You use my sword. Ling Feiyan handed the sword in his hand to Ling Wufang.

"Thank you, mother, I've wanted to play with your sword for a long time. Ling Wuflawless said with a grin.

The Flying Smoke Sword, three feet three inches long, two and a half fingers wide, the hilt is entwined with silk, the white scabbard is carved with swirling smoke clouds, and the pink sword is embellished, and the whole sword body looks very beautiful.

"Zheng!"

Ling Wufang drew his sword, and in an instant, the cold light around him was shining, forcing people's eyes. Sure enough, it was a sword, and even Li Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Come on, who are you sending?" Ling Wufeng said to He Feilong and Chu Feihong.

"Senior Sister Chu, send your disciples. He Feilong said.

"Senior Brother He, why don't you send your disciples?" Chu Feihong said.

"Two disciples have been eliminated on my side, and only one disciple is left in the finale, Senior Sister Chu should take care of the overall situation, otherwise it's hard to say whether your daughter can survive to the end. He Feilong said bitterly.

Chu Feihong came this time to help He Feilong, and as for wanting her daughter to compete for the position of the next head, she also thought about luck, but in fact, the chance of success was not great.

"Okay, just send my disciple to the field. Chu Feihong took over this difficult task.

Chu Feihong's two female disciples, whose martial arts were much worse than Chu Xiuyun's, were defeated in Ling Wuflaw's hands one after another. Although Ling Wufang is playful by nature, his qualifications are extraordinary, and at this time, he also has a level close to that of a first-class master. Chu Feihong's two female disciples were only at the third-rate level, and they couldn't support it if they couldn't make a few moves in Ling Wufeng's hands.

Chu Feihong's face was extremely ugly, and he said to He Feilong: "Now it's time to send your eldest disciple to play." ”

He Feilong said: "There are still two people left on our side, and there are four people left on the other side, so we can't fight." However, the purpose of this competition is to compete for the head disciples, and they themselves have to compete to be in line with reality, so we don't need to send people to fight in the next game. ”

Chu Feihong said, "Will Senior Brother Du agree?"

"It doesn't matter if he agrees or not, I don't believe that his disciples don't want to compete for the position of head disciple. He Feilong said.

Ling Wushuang played two games, and there was no doubt that it would be Du Wushuang's turn to play in the next game.

Du Wushuang took the sword in Ling Wufang's hand and walked out.

"Wow! Great beauty!" He Feilong's disciples cried out.

Ling Wuflaw and Du Wushuang are twins, and they look somewhat similar, but their temperaments are by no means the same. Ling Wushuang is lively and cute, just like the little sister next door, while Du Wushuang is arrogant and cold, like a goddess of the snow mountain.

"Big beauty, who is willing to do it with her?"

"I want to go, how lucky it is to let the goddess defeat it? It's a pity that the master won't let me. ”

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"Little Senior Sister really has a good way of teaching, every disciple is very good, I don't know which of the little junior sister's disciples or Senior Brother Du's disciples is better?" He Feilong said.

When Ling Feiyan saw that He Feilong didn't send a disciple to the field, he knew that something was a little strange, and said, "Senior Brother Feilong, what do you mean by this?"

He Feilong said: "The purpose of our competition is to elect the next head of our sect, and the disciples of the little junior sister can also compete with the disciples of Senior Brother Du." ”

Ling Feiyan said: "How can this be?"

He Feilong said: "How can this not be? Even if our disciples are eliminated, don't the disciples of the little junior sister and the disciples of Senior Brother Du need to compete?

Ling Feiyan said: "Of course, it's a contest to win or lose." ”

He Feilong said: "Okay, the disciples of the little junior sister will compete with the disciples of Senior Brother Du." ”

Du Feiyun said: "This doesn't need to be compared, my disciple I know in my heart, Wushuang is not Changzhi's opponent." ”

Ling Feiyan nodded, admitting that what her husband said was true.

When Du Wushuang heard this, he withdrew his sword and returned to his team, but his face was a little unconvinced. However, Du Wushuang was still relatively filial and did not oppose Du Feiyun's decision.

He Feilong said: "This is one game, your disciple has another one, I don't know which one to eliminate?"

Du Feiyun turned his head to look at Li Changsheng, and was about to speak, but Ling Feiyan said: "Flawless is not Changzhi's opponent, this time it can be regarded as eliminating Flawless." ”

Ling Wuflaw was not angry, because she had never thought of being a disciple in charge, and she also listened to her mother's words, so she happily accepted it.

He Feilong still smiled and said, "Very good! Now there is one disciple left in each person, and they can continue to compete." ”

Ling Feiyan said: "There is still one disciple of Senior Brother Feilong who has not been on the stage, so please ask Senior Brother Feilong's disciple to come out." ”

He Feilong said without showing weakness: "In that case, let Senior Brother Du's disciples also come out." ”

Although Du Feiyun disagreed with this proposal, Li Changsheng and Chu Xiuyun had already fought twice, and it was difficult to say whether their skills would recover, and if they were allowed to play, Chu Feihong and Ling Feiyan would resolutely oppose it.

"Okay, Changzhi, you go. Du Feiyun said.

"Yes, Master. I'll definitely take down the head disciple. Gao Changzhi said with confidence.

He Feilong listened to the "hehe" and said with a smile: "The head disciple is not something you said you could give it to you, He Dongliu, go and teach your junior brother." ”

"Yes, Master!" a burly young man with a dark face walked out beside He Feilong. He was in his twenties, with a resolute complexion and a sinister eye, and at first glance he knew that he was a murderous figure without blinking. The sword in his hand was a finger wider than the average person, three points thicker, and was already close to a medium-heavy weapon.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Gao Changzhi and He Dongliu, they represented the highest level of Du Feiyun and He Feilong's disciples, and this competition was an important battle that everyone was looking forward to. As for Li Changsheng, they felt that his sword was fast, but it might not work in the face of the Liuyun Sect's high-level martial arts.