Xiao Ning looked around the square and finally landed on a man, Lin Fan. Although he looked decent, he was far inferior to Xiao Ning.
Xiao Ning had been keeping an eye on this so-called "child of destiny". He had originally intended to observe this person's character. If he was not bad, there was no need to go against him. However, Xue'er's incident yesterday and the technique he practiced made people feel that this guy was not a good person. More importantly, Xiao Ning felt that there seemed to be a strange power in Lin Fan, and even he himself felt a little afraid. Therefore, he decided to pay special attention to Lin Fan to avoid any unexpected situations.
The draw was over very quickly, and the official competition began. The contestants also appeared one after another. In order to save time, the first round of four games were held simultaneously. Xia Ling was in the first batch, and she was fighting against a man from the Wanjian Sect, who was also in the late Jindan stage.
After the game started, Xia Ling immediately displayed his unique skills, and countless sword energies whizzed towards the opponent.
The man opposite obviously did not expect Xia Ling to go all out from the start, and he could only use his defensive skills to fight back in a hurry.
However, Xia Ling's attack was like a tide, one wave after another, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.
Finally, under Xia Ling's continuous attacks, the opponent's defense was broken, and he fell to the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth.
The referee immediately announced Xia Ling as the winner, and the audience burst into warm applause.
Xiao Ning smiled when he saw this scene. He was still very confident in Xia Ling's ability. After all, Xia Ling was born with a very high talent for swordsmanship, and even Bai Ziyun praised her. According to common sense, if nothing unexpected happened, Xia Ling's future achievements would definitely not be lower than Bai Ziyun's.
In the following period of time, the other three games also ended one after another, and the first round of the competition officially came to an end.
Then, the second round of competition began, and one of the duels attracted everyone's attention - Yun Yao appeared. Her opponent was a disciple of the sect, whose strength had reached the Golden Core Great Perfection realm.
Compared to other fellow disciples, Yun Yao's performance was not so dazzling. She was not as gifted as Xia Ling. In fact, Bai Ziyun accepted Yun Yao as a disciple because the master of Wutong Peak had to have a disciple. So, to some extent, Yun Yao was not the type of person who was gifted and eye-catching.
But she was very hardworking. Since she became Bai Ziyun's disciple, Yun Yao has been practicing very hard. She spent more time than ordinary people practicing swordsmanship and studying skills. She also got what she wanted. At the age of 24, she entered the Nascent Soul stage, which was no weaker than those so-called geniuses.
Yun Yao took a deep breath, raised her long sword, and stabbed at her opponent. Her movements were light and agile, and her sword skills were as natural and smooth as flowing water.
The opponent used all his skills to the fullest, and for a moment the field was filled with light and sword energy.
The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in. After a fierce battle, Yun Yao gradually gained the upper hand.
She suddenly changed the momentum of her sword and used a brilliant sword move, instantly breaking through the opponent's defense and going straight for his throat.
The opponent was horrified and it was too late for him to dodge.
Yun Yao's sword stopped at the opponent's neck and did not take his life. In the end, the opponent admitted defeat.
The referee immediately announced Yun Yao as the winner, and cheers broke out from the audience.
Xiao Ning looked at Yun Yao on the stage, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly, his heart filled with joy. He was very satisfied and recognized the outstanding performance of these two sisters.
The competition was going on vigorously, and the atmosphere was tense and fierce. However, in sharp contrast to the fierce battle on the field, Bai Ziyun was enjoying Xiao Ning's service leisurely. She lay lazily on Xiao Ning's legs, without any dignity as a master. Xiao Ning carefully peeled the crystal clear grapes and put them into Bai Ziyun's cherry mouth. While tasting the delicious grapes, Bai Ziyun admired the handsome face of the boy, and a silly smile appeared on his face from time to time.
Suddenly, Bai Ziyun chuckled: "Hehehe~"
Xiao Ning couldn't help but joked: "Master, you look so vulgar when you laugh!"
Hearing this, Bai Ziyun immediately stopped laughing and glared at Xiao Ning fiercely. Then, she reached out and hit Xiao Ning's forehead hard, scolding him: "Hey, you little brat, you dare to disobey Master! I will beat you up!"
The master and his apprentice were fighting above, while the square below was also bustling with people fighting fiercely...
Suddenly, a figure appeared below and attracted Xiao Ning's attention. Lin Fan came on stage. He grabbed Bai Ziyun's hand and motioned her to look down.
Lin Fan's opponent was a sword cultivator from the sect, holding a huge sword. He was eight feet tall, with a strong body and a hideous face. In comparison, Lin Fan seemed a little frail.
At the beginning of the match, Lin Fan took out a dagger and began to move forward to test the opponent. Lin Fan nimbly dodged the attack of the giant sword. He used his speed advantage to constantly move around his opponent. Although the giant sword was powerful, it was not flexible enough due to its large size.
Lin Fan seized the opportunity, leaped up suddenly, and stabbed the opponent's vital point with the dagger in his hand like a venomous snake. However, the opponent reacted very quickly, dodged the attack by moving sideways.
The two fought back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner. At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly slipped and fell forward. Seeing this, his opponent was overjoyed and raised his giant sword to chop at Lin Fan.
Just as Lin Fan was about to be killed by the giant sword, he twisted his body at an incredible angle and narrowly escaped the disaster.
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