Xiao Yang really couldn't have imagined that his junior sister Jiang Ting would choose to challenge him.

At this moment, the whole audience was shocked and silent.

Who gave her the courage to dare to challenge Xiao Yang, the sect's saint, in public in this sect competition?

Just last night, in order to get the Water Spirit Pill from him, Jiang Ting even used the jade pendant he gave her to threaten him.

She, Jiang Ting, knew how important this jade pendant was to him.

That was the jade pendant left to his grandson and daughter-in-law by his deceased grandfather.

How dare Jiang Ting?

The scene of last night emerged in Xiao Yang's mind.

Just because Jiang Ting likes her, can she continue to do whatever she wants?

If this was her previous life, Jiang Ting could do whatever she wanted.

However, what did I get in return for the compromises, tolerance and indulgence in the last life?

What he got in return was a sword piercing his heart!

From now on, Xiao Yang will never compromise, tolerate, or condone for the rest of his life, let alone care about Jiang Ting's feelings.

In this life, I, Xiao Yang, will no longer live a humble life, nor compromise.

It's time for Jiang Ting to face reality.

He took a step forward, directly crossed the void, landed on the fencing stage, and then walked step by step to stand opposite Jiang Ting.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Jiang Ting was excited.

"Thank me for what?"

Xiao Yang suppressed his anger, and his tone was distant.

"Uh... Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Jiang Ting was startled when she heard this. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"Well, Junior Sister specifically asked me to challenge the Saint Son of the sect. How could I let Junior Sister down?"

Xiao Yang looked at Jiang Ting indifferently.

Below the fencing arena, everyone watched Xiao Yang and Jiang Ting on the stage with bated breath.

No one would have thought that on the last day of the sect competition, it would be a duel between the eldest senior brother and the younger junior sister.

Although the clan leader Jiang Qitian was very angry, he did not say anything to stop it.

The five elders also watched the two people on the sword fighting stage with interest.

They all knew Xiao Yang's feelings for Jiang Ting.

Xiao Yang and Jiang Ting are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

They are all very strange.

Everyone in the room was amazed.

Will Xiao Yang let Jiang Ting win? Will he lose to her on purpose?

If Xiao Yang showed favoritism and deliberately lost to Jiang Ting in public, then their clan leader would lose all face.

This is no longer a question of winning or losing.

"Haha, that's enough, Brother Saint, what are you waiting for? Beat her down!"

Lin Wangchuan laughed loudly. In his opinion, with Xiao Yang's cultivation level, he could easily knock Jiang Ting off the duel arena.

"Senior Brother..."

Third Junior Brother Song Qiang, however, looked at Xiao Yang on the fencing stage with a worried look on his face.

He was afraid that Xiao Yang would be soft-hearted, so he was willing to help his junior sister.

This is a sect competition.

It would be too shameful for Xiao Yang to show favoritism and deliberately lose to junior sister Jiang Ting in public.

He is the sect's saint son and a swordsman genius.

For the sake of his junior sister, he might even give up his own face and dignity.

This would destroy all of Xiao Yang's hard-earned prestige, and he would become a laughing stock in the entire sect.

Wang Ao and Zheng Fan, on the other hand, took pleasure in the misfortune.

They had long been dissatisfied with their senior brother Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang is the sect's saint son and a swordsman genius. He has the most and best cultivation resources in the sect, but he only focuses on his junior sister Jiang Ting. Whatever the junior sister needs, he will give her.

However, the other junior disciples could not get any favor from Xiao Yang.

Qin Fei discovered this and deliberately slandered Zheng Fan and Wang Ao in order to isolate Xiao Yang.

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"Haha... Xiao Yang, Junior Sister is your weak spot. As long as I can control Junior Sister, you won't be able to get out of my Five Finger Mountain."

From the place where Qin Fei was training, there could be heard Qin Fei's arrogant and triumphant laughter.

He was lying on the bed, holding a bronze mirror in his hand. On the smooth surface of the mirror was the scene of Xiao Yang and Jiang Ting confronting each other on the fencing stage.

This is a virtual mirror that can reflect the scene within a radius of 100 miles.

This virtual mirror is a pair. A person holding two mirrors can transmit the scene reflected by the two mirrors to the other party within a range of one hundred miles.

"Hehe, this cave virtual mirror is the real thing. Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, you never thought that the treasure you worked so hard to get was given to me by your junior sister!"

Qin Fei looked at Xiao Yang in the mirror and sneered.

He just used a little trick, and Jiang Ting asked Xiao Yang to take the virtual mirror from Xiao Yang and then gave it to him.

There stood a strange dark figure in front of his bed.

"Young Master, how do you plan to deal with Xiao Yang?"

The shadow's voice sounded like it came from the underworld, cold and eerie.

"Hmph, I'll find a way to kill them after they come down the mountain."

Qin Fei stared at the figure in the mirror with a ferocious look on his face and said with gritted teeth.

"Young Master, you are injured..."

The black shadow glanced at Qin Fei's crotch and hesitated.

"It's okay, isn't it just a matter of a resurrection pill?"

Qin Fei didn't think so.

He just wanted to take advantage of his injuries and control Jiang Ting.

"Shadow, you should leave now. It will be troublesome if someone finds you."

Qin Fei was cold.

"Yes, young master!"

The mysterious black shadow disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, just let Senior Sister beat you obediently, hahaha..."

Qin Fei looked at the two people confronting each other in the bronze mirror in his hand and couldn't help laughing.

This is his handiwork.

Qin Fei was very proud.

At this time, on the top of Qingyang Mountain, on the sword-fighting arena.

"Brother, please teach me!"

As Jiang Ting spoke, she spread her hands apart and raised her palms. A breeze blew up and countless water droplets immediately appeared around her.

"Spring breeze turns to rain, and the rain turns to swords..."

As soon as Jiang Ting made a move, she attracted the water-based spiritual energy in the surroundings.

As she made a sword move, the countless water droplets around her actually burst out with powerful sword energy waves, forming a water blue sword shadow sword finger.

Xiao Yang stood with his hands behind his back, watching Jiang Ting's actions indifferently.

At this moment, everyone was extremely nervous.

Because they would know immediately whether the senior brother would let them go.

"Xiao Yang, you will soon experience the feeling of being stepped on and rubbed on the ground by your junior sister in public!"

At Qin Fei's residence, he stared at the scene on the bronze mirror with an extremely ferocious look on his face.

Junior sister is really deceiving.

Silly and naive!

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