After Xiao Ning hugged the two, he turned around, stood up, and walked towards the ring resolutely. Bai Ziyun and Leng Qingqiu stared at his departing back silently, cheering him on in their hearts.
On the stage, the man named Lin Feng had been waiting for a long time. He was tall, with an extraordinary temperament, and exuded a strong aura. Seeing Xiao Ning approaching calmly, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and began to look at Xiao Ning from top to bottom. At this moment, a cursing voice suddenly came from the audience.
"Brother, it was him! It was someone around him who beat me up. Brother, you must help me teach him a lesson!"
Hearing this voice, Lin Feng's eyes turned cold, and there was a hint of hostility in his gaze as he stared at Xiao Ning.
Xiao Ning looked down and saw that it was the man who had fought with him for the stone on the street before. Now he had a crooked mouth and no good teeth. He was not good-looking to begin with, and after being slapped by Bai Ziyun, he looked even uglier now.
When Lin Feng heard this, the expression on his face instantly turned cold, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Are you the one who beat my junior brother like that?" There was a strong sense of anger and questioning in his voice.
Xiao Ning, however, looked indifferent and replied calmly: "It's his own fault." It seemed as if he didn't care about Lin Feng's questioning at all.
Hearing this, Lin Feng's face became even gloomier, and his tone was full of threats and provocations. "You brought this upon yourself! But, you know, he is my junior fellow apprentice. Hitting him is the same as hitting me. Now kowtow three times on the ground and apologize to my junior fellow apprentice. Maybe I will spare your life later."
After hearing what Lin Feng said, Xiao Ning just smiled faintly, not taking him seriously at all. He responded: "Apologize? That's just a pipe dream!" His eyes were sharp and firm, and he held the sword tightly in his hand, as if ready to fight at any time.
Seeing Xiao Ning's tough attitude, Lin Feng raised his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile. He said coldly: "Since you refuse to admit your mistake, let me beat you until you admit your mistake!" After that, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Xiao Ning like a ghost, dancing with the long sword in his hand, bringing out a sharp sword energy, and went straight to Xiao Ning.
Facing Lin Feng's attack, Xiao Ning was not afraid. He tapped the ground with his feet and leaned back, cleverly avoiding Lin Feng's sword energy. At the same time, he swung his sword at Lin Feng's chest, as fast as lightning. The two of them fought back and forth, and the sword moves intersected, making a crisp collision sound. For a while, it was difficult to tell who was the winner.
The audience in the audience was dazzled by the sight and cheered for both sides.
Bai Ziyun looked at the sword in Lin Feng's hand, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. He stared at the sword with wide eyes in disbelief, muttering to himself: "The sword in Lin Feng's hand is actually Yuanbai! That old guy actually gave his own sword to Lin Feng."
Leng Qingqiu was also shocked when she heard this. She widened her eyes and said in amazement, "What? Yuan Bai has a top-grade weapon. This time he really spent a lot of money!"
Bai Ziyun's face became increasingly gloomy. He tightly grasped Leng Qingqiu's hand and said anxiously, "It's bad. Ning'er's cultivation is lower than Lin Feng's to begin with, and with the difference in weapons, what should we do..."
At this time, Xiao Ning on the ring gradually realized that the sword in Lin Feng's hand was extraordinary. Every sword move contained a powerful force, which made him feel more and more stressed. He thought to himself: "This sword is not an ordinary one. It is obviously impossible to fight with the sword."
Just as Xiao Ning was thinking about countermeasures, Lin Feng suddenly flashed and appeared beside him in an instant. Lin Feng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the Yuanbai sword in his hand pierced Xiao Ning's face with a sharp sword energy. Xiao Ning reacted quickly, and hurriedly tilted his head to avoid it. At the same time, he switched the sword from his right hand to his left hand, and hit Lin Feng's lower back with the hilt of the sword.
Lin Feng did not dodge the attack in time and was hit hard. He felt a sharp pain and his body went limp. He took a few steps back involuntarily. This time, Xiao Ning did not show mercy and hit him hard.
Lin Feng was sweating profusely, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn it, is this guy really only in the Jindan stage? How can he break through my body's defense with just one move?"
However, Xiao Ning did not take this opportunity to continue attacking, but instead observed him calmly. Suddenly, Lin Feng stood up and rushed towards Xiao Ning without hesitation.
Seeing this, Xiao Ning quickly turned around and dodged again. At this moment, Lin Feng cleverly changed the sword's momentum, imitating Xiao Ning's previous sword-changing skills, and stabbed the tip of the sword straight into Xiao Ning's body. Xiao Ning had never expected such a change, and could only hastily block it with his sword.
Only a crisp "bang" was heard, and the sound of iron colliding echoed in the air.
The sword in Xiao Ning's hand could not withstand the huge impact force and was directly cut into two pieces and fell straight to the ground.
Lin Feng looked at the sword in Xiao Ning's hand being cut off by him, with a smug smile on his face, and taunted: "Humph, the sword in my hand is a top-grade weapon, Xiao Ning, you don't even have a weapon now, let's see how you can fight me!"
Xiao Ning silently looked at the broken sword in his hand, as if it had turned into a stone sculpture, standing there motionless. Seeing him like this, Lin Feng sneered, raised his sword again, and stabbed at Xiao Ning.
Just as the tip of the sword was about to pierce Xiao Ning's clothes, Bai Ziyun shouted anxiously: "No!"
However, something unexpected happened. Xiao Ning suddenly stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the sword. The sharp blade instantly cut his palm, and blood gushed out, but he did not react at all, staring at Lin Feng with cold eyes. Seeing this, Lin Feng tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, trying to stab the sword into Xiao Ning's body. But no matter how hard he tried, Xiao Ning remained as steady as a mountain, unmoved.
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