Jiang Lingxuan chuckled: "Do you know what level of martial artist I am?"

"What realm are you in? At most, you're at the Separation and Union Realm, right? I'm also a martial artist at the Separation and Union Realm, and I'm already at the late stage of the Separation and Union Realm." The young master said very proudly.

Jiang Lingxuan shook her head and said seriously, "You are too arrogant. Didn't your mother teach you the principle of being high-profile in your actions but low-profile in your personal life? Forget it, I won't waste my breath on you. Let's get started."

The young master became somewhat annoyed when he saw that Jiang Lingxuan was unyielding.

Without another word, he rushed towards Jiang Lingxuan, waving his folding fan repeatedly.

Then, streaks of wind shot out from the young master's folding fan, hurtling towards Jiang Lingxuan.

These wind blades swept through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound and exuding a fierce aura.

Seeing this, Li Fengyue frowned slightly: "That man's name is Chen Mingwei, but he gave himself a new name, Chen Xiaoyao. His magical artifact can control airflow, and..."

Before Li Fengyue could finish speaking, Sun Muqing said very seriously, "Lingxuan will absolutely not lose."

"So confident?" Qiu Miaozhen said with a smile.

Sun Muqing didn't offer any further explanation.

On the stage, Jiang Lingxuan smiled slightly and gently tapped her dantian with her fingers.

Then, silver needles flew out of Jiang Lingxuan's dantian like a torrential rain, heading towards the several arc-shaped wind blades.

A clanging sound immediately rang out.

Although Jiang Lingxuan's silver needles were deflected by the wind blades, each needle caused the wind blades to change speed and become much smaller.

As a result of the silver needles' attack, Chen Mingwei's arc-shaped air blades became smaller and smaller, and their speed also slowed down.

Seeing this, Chen Mingwei waved his folding fan repeatedly, and then more arc-shaped air blades flew towards Jiang Lingxuan, more in number than before.

However, Jiang Lingxuan showed no fear on her face; instead, she displayed a disdainful expression.

"You want to compete with me on quantity, huh?"

Jiang Lingxuan gave a soft shout, and more silver needles appeared.

Thousands upon thousands of silver needles swam in the air above the arena, resembling a dense school of tiny silver fish or a swarm of shimmering silver shrimp.

The next moment, thousands upon thousands of silver needles completely engulfed those curved air blades.

"How is this possible..."

Chen Mingwei's expression changed drastically, and his handsome face turned pale.

Nothing is impossible!

Jiang Lingxuan chuckled and gently hooked her right finger.

Suddenly, a large handful of silver needles shot out from somewhere and surrounded Chen Mingwei in a flash.

"You lost," Jiang Lingxuan said with a light laugh.

Chen Mingwei's face was extremely pale, and his eyes revealed a look of resentment.

But after hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded.

After all, Jiang Lingxuan's silver needles had locked down every blind spot on his body. If he still refused to admit defeat, then a thunderous blow would await him!

Even if he doesn't die on the spot, he will definitely be seriously injured, or even become a cripple!

Every year, people die in the martial arts competition, and quite a few do so. Chen Mingwei certainly doesn't want to be the first to die in this year's competition.

Although in his eyes it was very shameful to lose to a female warrior, losing face was better than losing his life.

"I lost."

Chen Mingwei put down his magical artifact and sighed.

The martial arts alliance referee nodded to Jiang Lingxuan, who then finally withdrew all the silver needles.

"The player with draw number 31 wins the third match of the first round!"

As soon as the martial arts referee finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the audience, and this time the female spectators were shouting especially loudly.

Jiang Lingxuan waved to the audience and then walked off the stage with great confidence.

"How did you do?" Jiang Lingxuan asked.

"good."

Sun Muqing smiled.

Night Breeze then said, "Stop showing off, sit down quickly."

Jiang Lingxuan finally sat down obediently next to Ye Feng.

Sun Muqing smiled and said, "That man is too frivolous. If he were more composed, he might have lasted longer in your hands."

"Who can argue with that?"

Jiang Lingxuan burst into laughter, joining Sun Muqing in a joyful exchange.

Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing, two beautiful women, beamed with joy, naturally attracting the attention of many people.

Sun Muqing was a little embarrassed, but Jiang Lingxuan remained unrestrained and uninhibited.

Qiu Miaozhen couldn't help but ask curiously, "Lingxuan, what realm are you in now?"

"Guess," Jiang Lingxuan said with a smile.

"Late stage of the Separation and Union Realm?" Qiu Miaozhen asked tentatively.

Jiang Lingxuan smiled without saying a word.

Qiu Miaozhen pretended to be annoyed and said, "Why are you being so mysterious? It's no use if you don't tell me now. Your true strength will be forced out at the end of the competition, and then I will be able to see what level you are at."

“It’s your skill that you could see it,” Jiang Lingxuan said.

"Then I'll show you what I'm capable of," Qiu Miaozhen said with a light laugh.

Coincidentally, in the fourth match, the people who went up to the stage to duel were Qiu Miaozhen and a male martial artist.

The male martial artist had clearly learned from Chen Mingwei's lesson, so even when facing Qiu Miaozhen, a beautiful and charming woman, his expression remained solemn.

Unfortunately, his level was far too low.

He's not even at the Qi Movement Realm anymore; he's only at the Origin Opening Realm.

How can a martial artist at the Kaiyuan Realm fight a martial artist at the Lihe Realm?

Even if a martial artist at the Separation and Union Realm stands still, a martial artist at the Opening Origin Realm will not be able to break through the protective true qi of a martial artist at the Separation and Union Realm!

The two are simply not in the same league!

Thus, the battle ended without any suspense, and the victor was naturally Qiu Miaozhen of the Separation and Union Realm.

"In the fourth match of the first round, the fighter with draw number 44 has won!"

As the referee from the Martial Arts Alliance finished speaking, thunderous applause, cheers, and shouts erupted from the audience.

Qiu Miaozhen stepped down from the stage and said with a smile, "The opponent was too weak, and it was no fun at all."

"This is only the first round. The real showdown will be in the last one or two rounds," Sun Chaozhen said seriously.

"Then I'll hold out hope," Qiu Miaozhen said.

In the following hour or so, Zhao Qingyun and Sun Chaozhen also took to the field.

Both of them won easily, without much effort.

But it still wasn't Ye Feng's turn.

Night Breeze wasn't in a hurry; it sat quietly and waited.

Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing were getting anxious, and their faces showed expressions of confusion.

"Why isn't it your turn yet, Ye Feng?" Jiang Lingxuan said.