Chapter 228 Earth Origin Spring
Although there were many monks who signed up, almost no one could defeat the Seventh Sub-Saint, let alone challenge the Seventh Saint Son.
Fengle City Martial Arts Arena.
The Seventh Saint Son was sitting bored by the window of the viewing room, only to see another cultivator being kicked off the stage, and still no one could defeat the Seventh Sub-Saint.
Sitting opposite the Seventh Saint was an old woman, holding a dragon-shaped wooden staff, and said, "Saint Son, this Fengle City is only a four-star city. There really aren't many geniuses here. For seven consecutive days, no one has defeated the Sub-Saint."
The Seventh Saint sighed and said, "Master Luo, I understand. Let's wait for another three days. If no one can defeat the Sub-Saint, we will leave Fengle City and go somewhere else."
Upon hearing this, Old Luo nodded slightly. It was obvious that she did not take Fengle City seriously and felt that it was a waste of time for the Seventh Saint Son to look for an opponent here.
Ning Ruoxi also signed up, and when it was Ning Ruoxi's turn, it was already the last day.
The Seventh Sub-Sage had reached the peak of the Human Immortal Realm. When he saw that the opponent who came up on the stage was at the early stage of the Human Immortal Realm, he had no interest in fighting at all.
"Girl, go down! You are no match for me." The Seventh Sub-Sage waved his hand and tried to drive Ning Ruoxi away.
"I want to challenge the Seventh Holy Son!" Ning Ruoxi said seriously.
The Seventh Sub-Saint was speechless, but still prepared to take action. In his opinion, the monks here were really crazy.
Although the Seventh Saint offered a very tempting condition, not everyone can challenge the Seventh Saint to win the competition.
What the Seventh Sub-Saint has to do is to eliminate all those monks who have a fluke mentality.
None of the immortal monks from Fengle City can fight.
The Seventh Sub-Sage raised his hand and slapped Ning Ruoxi. The giant palm transformed by immortal power fell on Ning Ruoxi's body, and Ning Ruoxi just shook her clothes.
"What's going on?" The Seventh Sub-Sage looked at his palm and then at Ning Ruoxi.
Even if Ning Ruoxi could block his palm, how could she remain motionless?
In the private room where the fight was being watched, the Seventh Saint Son became interested, "Master Luo, did you see clearly how this woman blocked the palm strike of the Sub-Saint?"
Luo Lao hesitated and said, "It's very strange, but she really used her body to withstand the palm strike. Could it be that this woman is a physical cultivator?"
“Hahaha! Finally an interesting opponent has arrived. I wonder if she can make the sub-saint suffer.” The Seventh Saint had an expectant look on his face.
The Seventh Sub-Sage did not believe in evil and slapped Ning Ruoxi again. This time, Ning Ruoxi did not wait and slapped back the Seventh Sub-Sage.
The collision of the two palms created a powerful airflow. Ning Ruoxi stood still, but the Seventh Sub-Sage took three steps back.
Neither of them was trying their best, and the palm strike just now was just to test the other.
A seal condensed in the hand of the Seventh Sub-Sage, and the seal flipped and attacked towards Ning Ruoxi.
Ning Ruoxi still threw a punch, and the seal was shattered.
"This... How is it possible? You broke my Heavenly Seal with just one punch. Could it be that you are a physical cultivator?"
Ning Ruoxi's punch was still the response to the Seventh Sub-Saint. The suppressive power of the Taiyin Holy Body was unparalleled. The higher Ning Ruoxi's cultivation level, the more this suppressive power became.
It is really difficult to find a monk at the same level who can compete with her physical body, unless she meets other holy body monks.
The Seventh Sub-Sage was still in shock and was knocked off the stage by Ning Ruoxi's punch.
"No, I won't lose. Come again!" The Seventh Sub-Saint flew back to the ring, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a solemn look in his eyes.
"Once you leave the ring, you've already lost!" Ning Ruoxi said calmly.
“No, I haven’t given it my all, and my realm of Tao has not yet been displayed!” The Seventh Sub-Sage wanted to fight again.
But a person suddenly appeared in front of him, "Holy Son."
The Seventh Saint Son said without even turning his head: "If you lose, you lose. Next is the contest between me and her. You can go to Luo Lao to rest!"
"Holy Son, I did not lose, I..."
"Hmm?" The Seventh Saint frowned and looked at the Seventh Sub-Saint, who lowered his head and said unwillingly, "Yes."
"You must never take any cultivator lightly. If it was a life-and-death battle just now, she would have killed you before you could use your full strength. What's the use of the strength you retained? Have you forgotten what I taught you before?" the Seventh Saint continued.
The Seventh Sub-Sage gritted his teeth and shook his head, "I haven't forgotten."
“Go back!”
"yes."
The Seventh Sub-Saint left the ring, and the arrival of the Seventh Saint brought the atmosphere to a climax.
The monks watching the battle began to discuss, "Is this the Seventh Holy Son? I can't figure it out at all!"
"Yes! This woman is the same. She is at the early stage of the Human Immortal Realm and she actually knocked a cultivator at the peak of the Human Immortal Realm off the stage with one punch. I guess the Seventh Sub-Sage didn't expect that he would lose so miserably."
"Yes! If this arena were bigger, the Seventh Sub-Sage wouldn't be able to lose!"
“…”
"What sect do you belong to, young lady?" The Seventh Saint asked Ning Ruoxi with a smile on his face.
"Self-cultivator."
"Oh?" The Seventh Holy Son was a little surprised. He didn't quite believe that a casual cultivator could have this ability. However, he guessed that Ning Ruoxi might not be able to say it out loud, after all, there were so many cultivators watching around.
The Seventh Holy Son threw a storage ring towards Ning Ruoxi.
Ning Ruoxi took the storage ring and looked at the Seventh Holy Son in confusion.
The Seventh Saint Son explained: "There is a Di Yuan Spring in the storage ring. After taking it, it can improve your cultivation. I don't want to rely on my higher realm to defeat you."
"Holy Son!" An old woman named Luo Lao appeared on the stage and tried to stop the Seventh Holy Son.
The Seventh Saint Son raised his hand to stop Luo Lao from speaking, "Luo Lao, I have made up my mind."
"Not only do I want to be invincible in the same realm in Guiyuan Holy Land, I also want to be invincible in the same realm in the Immortal Realm!"
Mr. Luo shook his head helplessly, and his figure disappeared mysteriously again.
"What does that mean? The Seventh Holy Son actually helped this woman improve her cultivation?" The monks watching the battle couldn't believe what they heard.
"That's the Earth Origin Spring! It's rumored that the Earth Origin Spring can help cultivators below the Heavenly Immortal Realm improve their cultivation, and it has no side effects. I don't know if it's true or not."
"The Seventh Saint Son is so generous that he actually helps his opponent improve his cultivation."
Ning Ruoxi didn't expect that the Seventh Holy Son would do this.
"Disciple, Diyuan Spring is a good thing. It is a natural treasure that is uniquely cultivated in Guiyuan Holy Land. It can indeed help you improve your cultivation."
There was no reason for Ning Ruoxi to not want such a good thing, so she put it away immediately.
The Seventh Saint couldn't help laughing, "I mean that you should take it now, and then fight me after your cultivation is improved."
"Don't worry, I'm here, no one here can disturb your breakthrough."
"That's fine!" Ning Ruoxi also felt that it would be a good idea to take it now. It would be troublesome if someone set their eyes on the Diyuan Spring in her hand when she left here.
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