In fact, if someone in the Emperor Extreme Sect knew that Ning Xi had cultivated the Polar Shadow Sword Duel to such a point within three days, they would definitely be dumbfounded!

Because the Polar Shadow Sword Duel, a medium sword duel, is different from ordinary spells, and cultivation not only depends on cultivation, but more importantly, talent.

As far as the average outstanding disciple of the Emperor Extreme Sect is concerned, it would take four or five months to be able to cultivate the first two layers of the Extreme Shadow Sword Duel, not to mention those with mediocre qualifications.

If Ning Xi wanted to know this, she wouldn't think so in her heart.

"Anyway, next time I still have time, let's practice again. Ning Xi pondered for a moment, and his heart instantly relaxed a lot.

Then, after Ning Xi tidied up his clothes, he walked out of the spirit room.

After three days of cultivation, I can be considered familiar with the cultivation system of this world, which is a good start!

Ning Xi was in a good mood, she felt that her hard work and cultivation would definitely be worth it in the future!

......

Walking on the road, Ning Xi heard a loud cheer in his ears, mixed with some rumbling fighting sounds.

Stopping, Ning Xi looked at it, this was a large square, and there were dozens of dark black square platforms standing in it.

On the square platform, some young disciples of the Emperor Extreme Sect were fighting in full swing, sweating, full of vigor and vitality.

The audience shouted and cheered, and there was a burst of enthusiasm.

This is the place where the disciples of the Emperor Extreme Sect tried to learn, the martial arts arena, and the square platform above it is called the martial arts platform.

"What a coincidence, it's really fate with the master of the horse, and you can meet it wherever you go. ”

A familiar yin and yang strange voice sounded.

Ning Xi looked sideways, and several people were walking towards this side, and the feminine man in the lead was particularly eye-catching, it was Zhao Ronghua.

"It seems that I am really unlucky, I went out today and did not look good for the weather. Ning Xi's handsome face was as calm as water, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The face of the concubine is not only as delicate as a woman, but I never thought that the small mouth of the concubine was as clever as a woman at any time, no wonder I could get the emperor's marriage. Zhao Ronghua sneered without smiling.

The word woman made Ning Xi's heart jump suddenly, but she immediately stabilized her mind, her eyebrows turned cold, and said, "Good dogs don't get in the way." ”

"Ning Xi, you...... Do you dare to go to the martial arts arena with me and have a discussion?" Zhao Ronghua's face was like frost, and he was speechless, and then a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

"I'm not interested in fighting you. Ning Xi's black eyes glanced at Zhao Ronghua contemptuously and walked past him.

Zhao Ronghua looked at Ning Xi's departing figure, his face became even colder, and he shouted: "The dignified concubine is so courageless! No wonder the princess left the concubine mansion on the wedding night!"

"Okay, since you want to fight with me so much, then I will accompany you to the end! I hope that after the fight, you can still stand in front of me and talk like this. ”

Hearing this, Ning Xi's footsteps stopped, his blood and qi surged, and he turned around, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a trace of coldness.

Even the clay man has three points of anger, not to mention that Zhao Ronghua has targeted herself three times and twice, she doesn't want to cause trouble, and she doesn't want others to provoke her, she will never swallow her anger!

It's also good that she has just achieved success in cultivation, and she just lacks someone to practice.

"The colt is quite confident. ”

Zhao Ronghua saw that Ning Xi agreed to the fight, and his cold face revealed a little excitement, as if he saw Ning Xi who was beaten to his knees and begged for mercy.

"It's arrogant. Everyone around Zhao Ronghua said disdainfully to Ning Xi.

In their opinion, this concubine had just entered the Extreme Sect, and he was just holding the title of a disciple of the Imperial Extreme Sect.

How can there be any strength, to say such arrogant words, just to support it.

"Then choose a martial arts arena. Ning Xi was not frightened, and turned a deaf ear to the disdainful voices around him.

"Wait, since it's a fight, the stakes are naturally indispensable. Suddenly, Zhao Ronghua spoke.

"What do you want to bet on?" Ning Xi frowned, a little displeased.

"In this way, I still have five hundred spirit stones in my pocket. If you win, these are yours, if you lose, I don't want anything from you, as long as you see me in the future, you have to take a detour. ”

Zhao Ronghua had a domineering attitude, and there were a few hints of pride in his words.

"I can bet with you, but I want all the stuff in this storage bag on you. Ning Xi held back his anger and his eyes fell on the storage bag on Zhao Ronghua's waist.

"It's too much. Someone beside Zhao Ronghua spoke.

"Why, don't dare?" Ning Xi said with a faint smile.

"Hehe, according to what the colt said, but I'm afraid that the colt doesn't have the strength to take it. ”

Zhao Ronghua didn't seem to care, and responded, as if he was winning Ning Xi, and his words were still a little arrogant.

"You don't have to worry about this. Ning Xi's eyes were calm, and after replying, he walked into the martial arts arena.

Zhao Ronghua snorted coldly, followed closely behind, and chose a martial arts platform, and the two of them walked onto the square platform under the gaze of everyone.

If you talk about cultivation, she has eight layers of qi cultivation, and Zhao Ronghua has six layers of qi cultivation, she is definitely higher than the other party.

At the time of the competition, due to the suppression of the beads in her body, she was bound to be unable to exert all the strength of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, but the strength of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation could still be brought into play, and in terms of cultivation, she was slightly higher than Zhao Ronghua.

In terms of combat experience, Zhao Ronghua, a disciple of the Extreme Sect, started earlier, and after systematic training, he must be higher than her.

Therefore, in this competition, Ning Xi was extremely cautious and careless.

As soon as he stepped on the martial arts platform, Zhao Ronghua's spiritual power bloomed, and the strength of the sixth layer of qi cultivation was undoubtedly displayed.

"Hey, eat me with a punch!" shouted angrily, Zhao Ronghua's fist was wrapped in the spiritual power of killing, and his fist was overflowing, attacking Ning Xi's façade fiercely.

Zhao Ronghua's intentions were obvious, and as soon as he came up, he wanted to show everyone his strong strength, and at the same time give Ning Xi a dismount.

The other party's fist slammed in, how could Ning Xi not know his intentions, his pupils shrank, the wind control technique was unfolded, the soles of his feet were windy, and his body avoided Zhao Ronghua's fist as soon as he moved.

"It's a bit of a skill to use spells to avoid it, but that's all, that's it. A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Ronghua's eyes, replaced by a touch of coldness.

With the other hand, with a quick pinch, the fireball flashed in his palm and roared towards Ning Xi.

Ning Xi's gaze was calm, his body moved slightly, and his speed was like a flashing light, and he quickly avoided it.

"Whew!!"

At this moment when Ning Xi was dodging the spell, Zhao Ronghua took the opportunity to sweep the sharp aura with a punch and greeted him.

Seeing that the fist was coming, Ning Xi smiled at the corner of his lips.

It came at the right time!

"Gather energy!"

Ning Xi didn't dodge or dodge, the first layer of the Polar Shadow Sword Duel was cast, and the two fingers were combined with the sword, and the cyan sword that was ready to be launched had already burst out with a "swish", like a sharp sword off the string.

At this moment, Zhao Ronghua instinctively felt some crisis, his fist froze, and he wanted to withdraw it in time, but he was still a step too late.