You look down on me?
very good!
Xiao Feng finally understood.
Since Yan Yun returned to the sect, she has never given him a second glance.
Although the words spoken when I entered the dream were encouraging!
But his words were still full of pride!
It seems that he is not the Heavenly Spirit Root disciple he knew back then at all!
Since that's the case, there's no need for me to flatter anyone anymore!
A refund is possible!
If we always retreat, won't we become cowards?
What are you thinking about?
Seeing that Xiao Feng did not respond to her words, Yan Yun became bossy again.
"Master, is there only the law of the jungle in your eyes? Only the strong are worthy of becoming your disciples?"
Yan Yun disagreed.
"What else can we do? This is a dog-eat-dog world. If you don't have enough talent, all your efforts will be in vain!"
"It's just a pity..."
"What's a pity?"
Seeing Yan Yun's gloomy expression, Xiao Feng found it even more ridiculous.
"It's a pity you take up a lot of my energy, otherwise, Yuwei would definitely be able to defeat you!"
hehe!
To put it bluntly, it's a sign of disdain!
very good!
"Master, this is the last time I will call you Master!"
"After the Seven Sects Tournament, I'll make you regret it!"
Yan Yun's face was gloomy.
"What did you say?"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Feng forcibly broke free from the dream.
chaos!
No wonder he's worthy of being a master!
Xiao Feng's mental strength is extremely powerful!
However, this is how to forcibly break free from the dream controlled by Yan Yun.
I still feel a sharp pain in my brain!
Inside the main hall.
Yan Yun clenched her fists and looked at Zhao Yuwei beside her.
"come over!"
Zhao Yuwei nodded and moved closer.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"It's simple. Tomorrow is the sect competition, and your master wants you to win!"
hiss!
Zhao Yuwei gasped.
That's easier said than done.
She had fought against Xiao Feng, so she knew his strength was far beyond what she could contend with.
"Do you understand?"
But a master's orders cannot be disobeyed!
With that said, Zhao Yuwei could only nod in agreement.
"Understood, Master!"
It's still dark!
Xiao Feng, however, felt he couldn't afford to waste time, so he quickly left the thatched hut and headed straight for the training ground.
Upon arriving here, the surrounding disciples were filled with envy.
From an unknown novice disciple!
Now, he has grown to the point where even the sect leader has to show him respect!
Within the Spirit Sword Sect!
Xiao Feng is one of a kind!
"Greetings, Junior Brother!"
"Greetings, Junior Brother!"
The disciples around him were all full of respect, but Xiao Feng didn't want to pay them any attention at all.
Among them, there were many people whom Xiao Feng had never even met!
Have you met my junior brother before?
Why didn't they say hello when I was down on my luck?
cut!
Xiao Feng soon arrived at the cave in Yueyang.
Thinking back to the last battle in the forest, my senior brother was seriously injured, so I should come and visit him.
Push open the door and enter!
Yueyang's face was still deathly pale, and his body remained thin and frail.
"Junior Brother is here!"
Even so, Yueyang forced himself to sit up.
"Senior brother, are you alright?"
Yueyang nodded.
"I'm alright, but I can't cultivate right now!"
Xiao Feng smiled.
"Senior brother, you're in great health, you'll feel better after eating something!"
Yue Yang did not respond, but looked at Xiao Feng with a face full of guilt.
Since he woke up, Ouyang Lie told him everything at once.
Xiao Feng actually used his cultivation to save his life!
What a noble cause this is!
Cultivators value their cultivation level the most!
Now, Xiao Feng is willing to give up his cultivation to save his life!
Even brothers wouldn't act like this!
"Junior brother, you saved my life, and Master told me everything!"
"If it weren't for you, I would have ruptured my liver and gallbladder and suffocated to death!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng smiled and waved his hand.
"It's good that you're alright, Senior Brother. Let me see the wound on your back. If possible, I'm willing to sacrifice my cultivation!"
What?
Yueyang shook his head.
Even if Xiao Feng is sincere, I will never agree.
"Stop joking, junior brother!"
Xiao Feng chuckled twice and changed the subject.
"Junior brother, speaking of which, tomorrow is the final battle. Yuwei has improved a lot recently, so..."
Xiao Feng remained silent.
This is a really difficult question to answer!
I must win!
Because of my own dignity!
He wanted to reclaim his dignity in front of Yan Yun!
But he couldn't bring himself to lay a hand on Zhao Yuwei.
Because that's the senior sister!
The person who led me into the sect!
Without Zhao Yuwei, I'm afraid I'd still be a disliked figure in the sect.
Why!
It's a tough decision!
Seeing Xiao Feng's appearance, Yue Yang couldn't help but swallow back the words he was about to say.
"Senior brother, I understand what you mean, but I want to win!"
We must win!
After saying this, Xiao Feng left his residence in Yueyang.
Not far away, a cool voice came from behind.
"Junior Brother!"
Zhao Yuwei is here!
Since their last parting, Xiao Feng had not spoken to his senior sister for a long time.
The conflict is very difficult to resolve!
"Senior Sister!"
Xiao Feng greeted him respectfully.
This sound also carried a sense of estrangement!
Zhao Yuwei remained calm and pointed to the open space in the distance.
"Let's talk in private!"
After a moment of silence, Xiao Feng nodded in agreement.
"Senior sister, just say what you want to say!"
"In tomorrow's duel, junior brother, don't hold back!"
Xiao Feng even doubted that he had heard correctly!
What does this mean?
A complete break?
Xiao Feng wouldn't be surprised if anyone said these words.
However, the way Zhao Yuwei said it left Xiao Feng speechless.
"Junior brother, I won't hold back either. Don't treat me like your senior sister, treat me like an opponent, okay?"
Xiao Feng took a deep breath.
"Understood, Senior Sister!"
With this answer in mind, Zhao Yuwei took to the air and quickly left.
Is it impossible to go back?
Watching the figure fling out frost, Xiao Feng felt as desolate as the frost itself.
The next day.
Many disciples gathered around the arena.
This is the final match of the sect competition!
Fellow disciples killing each other!
Xiao Feng vs. Zhao Yuwei!
I can't wait!
All eyes were fixed on the two players on the arena!
Who do you think will win this time?
"Nonsense, when you fight your Daoist partner, do you think you'll win?"
"But Xiao Feng doesn't seem like the type to show mercy!"
The whispers reached Xiao Feng's ears.
But he didn't care!
One night is enough time for him to figure it out!
Do everything in your power!
It's about respect!
It's about respecting your opponent!
This time, I'm not only going to win!
We need to win beautifully!
"The final of the sect competition: Qingfeng Xiao Feng versus Qingfeng Zhao Yuwei!"
At Elder Fang's command, the two slowly raised their heads.
The moment their eyes met!
The world seemed to stand still!
The two had eyes only for each other, and a battle was about to break out.
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