"I still want to fight for the first place!"

A hint of fighting spirit rose in Wang Bo's eyes.

He doesn't care about fame, but the treasures awarded for first place are higher than those for second and third place, so he naturally has to work hard for it.

"That's fine, but don't engage in a life-and-death duel with Yue Xingchen. Saving your life is the most important thing!"

Nangong Can warned solemnly.

The stronger Wang Bo showed, the more afraid he was that something might happen to Wang Bo.

after all,

Wang Bo is really important to their Netherworld Palace!

Putting aside how far he can lead their Nether Palace to rise in the future, Wang Bo's contribution to the Nether Palace over the past period of time has far exceeded that of him as the Palace Master.

"Next, please invite the three contestants to come on stage to draw lots!"

A loud shout from a Tianshan elder came from the high platform.

"Yue'er, Palace Master, I'll go up and draw the lots first!"

After saying this to Hongyue and Nangong Can, Wang Bo immediately went on stage to draw lots.

On the other side,

Yue Xingchen, the young master of the Lie Ri Sect, and Yan Feisha, the talented woman from Ziwei Lake, also came.

Yue Xingchen and Yan Feisha are both disciples of the righteous path, but they do not have any hostility towards each other. Instead, they have a very pleasant conversation.

Only Wang Bo, perhaps because of his rather indifferent personality, didn't say a word to the two of them from beginning to end.

Soon after, the drawing was completed.

This time, Yue Xingchen was given a bye.

In the first match, Wang Bo faced Yan Feisha.

Of course, in order to get a specific ranking, you need to win two games in a row to maintain the first place.

If you beat one person but lose to another, you have to start all over again.

In other words, if Wang Bo wants to win the championship, he must not only defeat Yan Feisha, but also Yue Xingchen.

If he only defeated Yan Feisha and lost to Yue Xingchen.

Then next, Yue Xingchen needs to defeat Yan Feisha to win the championship.

"Guess who's better, Wang Bo or Yan Feisha?"

"Do we even need to guess? It must be Yan Feisha!"

"Among the younger generation of the righteous path, she is second only to Yue Xingchen."

"Although Wang Bo has stirred up endless turmoil in the Demon Sect, he is definitely still a long way behind the best young disciples of the righteous path."

"Looking at Wang Bo's expression, he's not ready to admit defeat. It seems he still wants to fight for it."

"That's best. I was just wondering how strong his strongest fighting ability is."

As Wang Bo and Yan Feisha stepped onto the stage, cheers suddenly broke out from the surroundings.

Of course, most people were just cheering for Yan Feisha, the talented woman from Ziwei Lake.

Beauty is justice!

Yan Feisha is known as the most beautiful woman of the younger generation in the righteous path, and she truly lives up to her reputation. Whether it is her figure or her looks, she is the most beautiful woman among all.

Even Wang Bo couldn't help but feel moved when he saw it.

"Wang Bo, if I'm guessing correctly, your most proud weapon should be your Lingxiao Seal, right?"

Across the arena, Yan Feisha wore a red silk ribbon around his waist and held a red cherry spear in his hand. His posture was dashing and beautiful like a poem or a painting.

The red silk is not a decoration, but a famous artifact of Ziwei Lake, the Red Silk of Love.

The spear in Yan Feisha's hand is also one of the famous weapons of Ziwei Lake, the Piercing Cloud Spear.

Only by possessing the two famous weapons could Yan Feisha overcome all obstacles and even defeat Leng Wuhen, the Holy Son of Red Flame Peak, and make it into the top three.

“I guess so!”

In response to Yan Feisha's question, Wang Bo just gave an ambiguous answer and then stretched out his five fingers.

"Buzz!"

The Lingxiao Seal appeared out of thin air and hovered above his palm.

"Your Lingxiao Seal has at least reached the lower level of the king level, right?"

While gazing at the Lingxiao Seal floating above Wang Bo's palm, Yan Feisha said with interest, "No wonder Guangzhi was defeated by you. This king-level weapon alone is enough to increase his combat power several times over."

"Miss Yan, please!"

Wang Bo was too lazy to talk nonsense and made a "please" gesture to Yan Feisha from a distance.

"Since you are so impatient, I will grant your wish!"

Yan Feisha was quite happy. He shook the Cloud Piercing Spear in his hand and stabbed it fiercely at Wang Bo.

"laugh!"

The tip of the spear is like a dragon, coming with great force.

Wang Bo was prepared and waved the hand holding the Lingxiao Seal forward.

"Buzz!"

The Lingxiao Seal rapidly enlarged as it rushed towards the tip of Yan Feisha's gun.

"when!"

With a loud bang, a violent wave of force spread out from the point where the two weapons collided, causing sand and rocks to fly around. People who were close to them were instantly thrown to the ground.

"It's truly a duel between the strongest. With such momentum, we don't even have the qualifications to intervene!"

"Step back a little, or else we might get in trouble if they show their power!"

"These two are so amazing at such a young age. What will they be like when they get older?"

…

On the ring.

The Lingxiao Seal's momentum was unstoppable, forcing the Chuanyun Spear to retreat continuously.

"It's really a king-level weapon!"

Yan Feisha became more certain of her guess.

In terms of cultivation, Wang Bo should be only comparable to her.

And her Cloud Piercing Spear is a top-grade sect-level weapon.

If Wang Bo's Lingxiao Seal had not reached the king level, he would not have been able to force her Chuanyun Spear to retreat step by step.

"Get back!"

She suddenly exerted force with the hand holding the gun handle and finally pushed the Lingxiao Seal back.

Then, she pointed with two fingers.

“Swish!”

The love silk wrapped around her waist suddenly seemed to come alive and quickly shot towards Wang Bo.

This Infatuated Silk is also a sect-level top-grade weapon, so its power should not be underestimated.

Especially this kind of soft weapon is not mainly used for attacking, but for trapping the enemy.

Wang Bo also controlled the Lingxiao Seal in time and smashed it over, but it was like hitting cotton, without any air waves or deafening noises.

When facing Chiqing Ling, Ling Xiaoyin seemed to have met his nemesis.

No matter how fierce Lingxiao Yin's attack was, Chiqing Ling could always overcome it with softness.

Even though he controlled the Lingxiao Seal to smash towards Yan Feisha, the opponent was able to block his attacks again and again with the cooperation of the Chuanyun Spear and Chiqing Ling.

"Haha, it looks like Wang Bo is going to lose!"

"Although the attack of the Lingxiao Seal is powerful, it can't exert its full power when it encounters Yan Feisha's Infatuated Love Silk!"

"I told you, even if Wang Bo fights in the ring, he'll only bring shame upon himself!"

Not only the people watching the fight, but also Yan Feisha had a smug smile on his face, "Wang Bo, admit defeat! If you keep fighting like this, you're doomed!"

"You seem a little too happy!"

Wang Bo smiled and said, "Just now I was just testing the waters. Now, I'm going to get serious!"

"Oh? You still have a stronger back-up?"

Yan Feisha's expression changed slightly.

Wang Bo did not answer because he had already answered Yan Feisha's question with his actions.

With a wave of his left hand, a violent black energy instantly rushed out from his palm, and in an instant condensed into an extremely huge palm, sweeping towards Yan Feisha like a devastating force.