He Shiyuan gritted her teeth and used her spiritual power with trembling hands to push the spirit gathering ball away.
The spirit gathering ball moved at a snail's pace, and gradually it moved away from her. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Seeing the spirit ball approaching Qin Qianning again, her eyes darkened, "Go, blow her to death!"
Although she didn't know how Qin Qianning quickly improved her strength to the intermediate level.
But Qin Qianning is just a waste, and most likely he uses shameful methods.
So her strength will definitely not be very stable. Now it depends on who can hold on longer.
When Qin Qianning saw He Shiyuan trying her best, her slightly golden eyes were filled with smiles.
She waved her hand gently, and the spirit ball was pulled in the middle like a tug-of-war.
It was as if the two were evenly matched and it just seemed like who could last longer.
But only Qin Qianning herself knew that she was waiting for someone...
Once everyone is present, the winner can naturally be decided.
But the people who didn't know the truth were all worried about her.
They all hope that Qin Qianning can win, after all, she is their hope now.
The big sect prides itself on being powerful and talented, but now it is being suppressed by Qin Qianning.
The requirements of the big sects are too high, and these independent cultivators cannot get in.
Now they just want to see these big sects get slapped in the face by Qin Qianning.
This proves that the big sects do not completely crush everything, and that the independent cultivators also have a future.
Then everyone spontaneously shouted, "Come on, Qin Qianning!
Get going, Qin Qianning! "
The crowd's cheers grew louder and louder, and Qin Qianning looked at everyone with shining eyes.
Her red lips parted slightly, "Thank you everyone, I will try my best."
She spoke in an extremely relaxed manner, her voice elegant and clear.
It's like pleasant music.
On the other side, He Shiyuan was trembling all over, with sweat dripping onto the ground.
Sweat flowed down her rotten cheeks, making her grimace in pain.
She could only grit her teeth and endure the pain. How could...
She didn't understand. It was obvious that Qin Qianning's fake strength was only one star higher than hers.
Why can Qin Qianning be so relaxed as if nothing happened?
A terrifying guess flashed through her mind.
Could it be that...Qin Qianning still has hidden strength?
But as soon as this idea came to her mind, she immediately rejected it.
No...Impossible!
She doesn't believe it!
This loser Qin Qianning must have used forbidden elixirs to forcibly increase his strength just like her.
It's not some hidden strength.
She comforted herself in a somewhat self-deceptive way.
However... Qin Qianning on the other side said she would work hard, but the next second she took out a cup of specially blended mango sago from her personal space.
She took a sip, and the elixir pearls made from elixir and tapioca flour burst in her mouth.
Her spiritual energy, which she had not consumed much to begin with, was now fully replenished.
She couldn't help but sigh, even though the portable space hadn't been fully unlocked yet.
But...this preservation function is good.
The mango sago has been in there for several days, and it tastes exactly the same as when it was just made.
The pearls are still chewy and bouncy.
She savored the pearls carefully, as if she was not fighting but enjoying delicious food.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Fighting with one hand and drinking with the other?
They felt that Qin Qianning clearly had the ability to knock He Shiyuan down with one move.
But...the spirit ball was pulling in the middle for a long time, and the two were evenly matched.
Suddenly, Qin Qianning's ears moved and she stopped drinking the mango sago.
She put the drink back into her personal space and then wiped the corner of her mouth gracefully.
Now that everyone is here, we can take action.
She really wanted to know how the people from Lingxiaomen would react when they found out that everything about He Shiyuan was a lie.
Her eyes darkened, and she clenched her fists and punched directly at the spirit gathering ball.
The powerful spiritual force pushed the spirit gathering ball towards He Shiyuan, but this time... the speed was extremely fast!
It's completely different from the slow pulling just now.
Everyone only saw a flash of white light, and the spirit gathering ball pounced towards He Shiyuan.
He Shiyuan widened her eyes as she looked at the spirit gathering ball approaching her eyes. No...no!
If her face was injured again, the possibility of repairing it would be extremely small.
She desperately used her spiritual power to resist, and before she knew it, the spiritual power in her spiritual roots was completely consumed.
The spiritual root, which was originally filled with a yellowish light, gradually lost its color and turned grayish white.
The spiritual power in her hands also began to dry up.
Seeing this, Qin Qianning waved her sleeves lightly and added a little wind spiritual power, and the momentum of the spirit gathering ball increased again.
With a bang, a white light flashed, and the spirit gathering ball hit He Shiyuan's face.
The light from the explosion of the spirit gathering ball covered up Qin Qianning's not-so-strong wind spiritual power.
With crackling sounds, the spiritual root in He Shiyuan's dantian slowly broke.
She covered her face and wailed in pain. The pain in her spiritual roots was unbearable for her.
For a moment, she didn't know where to cover her hands. She just felt as if her whole body was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Whoosh~ A gust of wind blew by, and Mo Yang appeared beside He Shiyuan in a flash.
"Junior sister, how are you?"
Even though He Shiyuan has done a lot of things recently that have caused them headaches and anger.
But after all, she was the youngest disciple in the sect, and he still cared about her very much. It was impossible for him to watch her die.
When He Shiyuan saw Mo Yang, she felt panicked and she had to leave here immediately!
The longer she waits, the greater the risk of her being exposed.
Now that she didn't have the spiritual root testing ball, her abnormality wasn't enough to be discovered.
She weakly tugged at Mo Yang's sleeve, "Big Brother, take me away... I want to go home."
The sight of her, covered in bruises and pitifully pulling him to go home, hurt Mo Yang's heart.
Now...Junior Sister has really learned her lesson.
He quickly took out a healing pill and stuffed it into He Shiyuan's mouth. At the same time, he turned his head and looked at Qin Qianning not far away.
Originally...his impression of her still lingered on the day of the apprenticeship ceremony.
She outmaneuvered him, causing him to lose face and be scolded by his master.
So he was very dissatisfied with her in his heart, but...after what happened recently.
The dissatisfaction in his heart gradually dissipated, and his eyes were always inexplicably attracted to her.
She even had a thought in her mind: if she had not left Lingxiaomen, would the current situation be different?
Today...her strength amazed him even more.
A person with mixed spiritual roots can actually make such rapid progress to such a level!
And...she looked extremely relaxed when fighting, and it was obvious that she had real skills.
But...his junior sister...
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