“Whoa—”
There was a burst of booing from the audience.
The disciples of Taichu Sword Sect actually attacked their teammates!
Jiang Roushui's eyes went dark. What tricks were these two going to play?
If they were not so strong, he really didn't want to put them in Group A. He would have let them fail without any preparation.
Ying Fuming, the Palace Master of the Blissful Palace, who was sitting nearby, chuckled, "It seems that my Blissful Palace is a sure winner in this sect ranking competition. Master Jiang Feng, thank you for letting me win."
Jiang Roushui's mouth twitched, and she could only say stubbornly, "The competition isn't over yet, and the outcome is still unknown."
Ying Fuming stroked his long beard, looking confident of victory.
On the martial arts stage, the people from the Paradise Palace were stunned by this scene and asked quietly, "When did we bribe Lin Jun?"
Ying Yubing said speechlessly: "...No, I guess he and Jiang Deng have a grudge."
After this incident, the Taichu Sword Sect was already in a situation of inevitable defeat, and there was no need for her to join the battle, so she stopped and turned to look in the direction of Jiang Deng and Lin Jun.
Lin Jun, who had just attacked someone from behind, did not look embarrassed at all.
He stood tall, his gray robe fluttering, and his features were unparalleled in handsomeness.
"Jiang Deng, I know you really want the Taichu Sword Sect to win."
Lin Jun smiled cheerfully, "You must be very angry to lose in the final round, right?"
Jiang Deng: “…”
She knew that Lin Jun had no good intentions in participating in the sect ranking battle, and it seemed that he wanted to take revenge on her in the competition. Fortunately, she had always been vigilant against Lin Jun and prevented his sneak attack at the critical moment.
"Stop talking nonsense. The competition isn't over yet. I'll deal with you first, you troublemaker. It won't be too late to deal with the Paradise Palace later!"
As he spoke, Jiang Deng ignored the puppet that was still climbing on his Dharma body and directly opened the eight gates. In an instant, the strength of his Dharma body was close to the Divine Transformation Realm!
Lin Jun restrained his smile and looked directly at Jiang Deng, "Okay, now it's the battle between you and me!"
"Rule the world!"
As the huge spiritual power was transmitted out, a huge Dharma body of the Human Emperor appeared behind Lin Jun.
The Dharma body looks exactly like him. At this moment, he is sitting on the dragon throne, wearing a royal robe and a crown, looking elegant and luxurious. At this moment, he is looking up at everyone with contempt.
"What?!"
The people in the audience were extremely shocked.
Not only could that female cultivator use the Dharmakaya, but there was actually another person who could also use the Dharmakaya with the cultivation level of the Jindan realm!
Two peerless geniuses appeared at once, and they are from the same sect. It's simply unbelievable!
Jiang Deng and Lin Jun both did not hold back and simultaneously increased the strength of their Dharma bodies to the maximum. They had no extra moves and directly punched each other.
The collision of fists created a huge air wave. Perhaps it was the strongest power of the two Dharma bodies colliding with each other, which actually reached the astonishing state of incarnation!
As the air wave spread out in all directions, everyone present, including the puppet clinging to Jiang Dengfa, were all blown away by the air wave and fell off the stage like dumplings.
Among them was Ying Ling, who had just used the Earth-level talisman.
“…”
It wasn't until a while after falling off the stage that Ying Ling reacted.
This, this is a loss?
He had clearly used the trump card his father gave him, so how could he still lose?
Although the people from the Taichu Sword Sect fell badly, they became excited when they saw that only Jiang Deng and Lin Jun were left on the stage.
In this case, the Taichu Sword Sect should have won, right?
"Master Jiang, Junior Master, please stop immediately! We've already won!"
Everyone from the Taichu Sword Sect shouted hurriedly.
However, the two people on the stage showed no intention of stopping and continued to control their Dharma bodies to fight.
Everyone: “…”
Forget it, they will definitely stop when they get tired of fighting.
Because the battle was so exciting, the audience was reluctant to stop it and continued.
As time went on, Jiang Deng gradually gained the upper hand.
Lin Jun gritted his teeth in hatred. He didn't expect that after so many days, he was still no match for Jiang Deng!
It seems that I can only use the magic I learned from Wu Dan...
"A mid-level Xuan-level technique, bringing spring back to a dead tree!"
Lin Jun stood on the shoulders of the Dharma body and quickly chanted the magic formula. With the crazy output of his spiritual power, all the dead puppets on the stage began to move.
They struggled and twisted their bodies, combining into a behemoth that was no less huge than a Dharma body. Thanks to Ying Ling's use of the Earth-level talisman, the strength of this giant puppet man actually reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm!
Under Lin Jun's control, the huge puppet attacked Jiang Deng directly!
Ying Ling in the audience widened his eyes in horror. Is this possible?
Lin Jun actually borrowed his puppet to perform magic? Did he get his consent?
Lin Jun's Dharma body restrained Jiang Deng's Dharma body, and the puppet man successfully approached Jiang Deng and punched Jiang Deng!
Although Jiang Deng opened all eight gates, his physical strength still did not reach the level of the Nascent Soul Realm. If he forcibly took this move, he would be seriously injured if not killed.
It seems that she has been forced into a desperate situation, but that may not be the case...
Jiang Deng smiled faintly, not even bothering to use the heavy light sword. He just moved his mind and controlled the death talisman imprinted in Lin Jun's sea of consciousness.
The death talisman she planted in Lin Jun's sea of consciousness was not for nothing. Why not use the ready-made means to control Lin Jun?
"Well!"
Lin Jun cried out in pain, covering his head and falling heavily to the ground.
Because his spiritual consciousness was damaged, the puppet man immediately lost contact with him, and before he could attack Jiang Deng, he was scattered into a pile of sawdust.
His gigantic Dharma body trembled for a moment before disappearing into nothingness...
"W-what did you do to me?"
Lin Jun had a severe headache and veins bulged on his forehead. He looked up and glared at Jiang Deng above him, absolutely certain that Jiang Deng had done something to him.
when?
What happened to him?
Jiang Deng jumped down from his Dharma body and said innocently, "You should go see a doctor if you have a headache. What's the point of asking me? I'm not a doctor."
After saying that, Jiang Deng clapped his hands, too lazy to pay attention to Lin Jun anymore, and simply put away his Dharma body and walked off the stage.
Jiang Deng sneered inwardly.
With the Death Talisman in place, how could Lin Jun possibly be her opponent?
If she comes to deal with something again, it won’t be as simple as severely damaging her sea of consciousness!
"you……"
Before he could finish his words, Lin Jun's vision went dark and he fainted on the stage.
After Jiang Deng stepped down from the stage, he looked towards Ying Fuhao, who was sitting in the high seat, and asked, "Are the results of the competition not announced yet?"
"Announce it quickly!"
"Yeah, the result of the game is as obvious as a louse on a bald head!"
Everyone echoed.
Ying Fuhao took a deep breath and said reluctantly, "In this sect ranking competition, the first place is still the Taichu Sword Sect!"
Pah pah pah——
Orderly applause rang out behind him.
Jiang Deng subconsciously looked back.
Then he saw Murong Feiran walking slowly towards him, and praised with a smile: "Not bad, it is you who underestimated the Taichu Sword Sect."
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