Lai Siyu completely ignored all this. She pushed the lotus platform in her dantian to the extreme, and swung her sword fiercely. The spiritual power in the lotus platform was instantly drained.
The emerald green dantian dimmed, and the big knife released tens of thousands of sword auras, turning into roaring fire dragons.
Ten thousand fire dragons carried worry-free dragon breath, and the powerful pressure slowed down Jiang Zhitang's movements.
One move determines the outcome!
Jiang Zhitang was ejected from the ring, and Lai Siyu fell onto the ring due to the lack of spiritual power in the lotus.
Jiang Zhitang was extremely shocked when he was thrown out of the ring. If it weren't for the protection of the ring formation, the opponent's move just now could have killed him.
He lost, and lost to a female cultivator at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. However, he was not depressed, nor did he feel ashamed, because the other party was from Jiletian.
A flame ignited in his heart, and this flame made him look at Lai Siyu more eagerly.
Jiang Zhitang flew back onto the stage, bowed, and said, "Fellow Daoist Lai is truly formidable. I, Jiang, accept defeat wholeheartedly!"
Lai Siyu took a handful of pills and held a handful of medium-grade spirit stones in her hand to replenish her spiritual power. At this moment, she had recovered.
"No, no, I just have too many protective magic weapons on me, otherwise I would be the loser!" This was Lai Siyu's true words. The opponent's knife really amazed her.
"If you don't mind, Brother Lai, I would like to make an appointment with you to exchange Taoist techniques." Jiang Zhitang said sincerely.
Lai Siyu agreed with a smile. She was more than happy to do so. Although she was wielding a knife, she was actually practicing swordsmanship, so she was using the knife as a sword.
If she could find someone with superb knife skills to practice with, she could also confirm some of her thoughts on knives.
Seeing that Lai Siyu agreed, Jiang Zhitang immediately handed her a jade slip for transmitting sound and agreed to contact her using the jade slip.
Luo Xinghun stared at Jiang Zhitang fiercely with his big eyes. The pretty boy had the nerve to flirt with others even after losing. How shameless.
He flew onto the ring while everyone was still recovering from the shock of Jiang Zhitang's defeat.
The competition started, but the two men did not start fighting immediately. Lai Siyu sat cross-legged on the ring to recover his spiritual power, which made Lu Yingchun of Tianxiang Sect very angry.
But because of Lai Siyu's identity, he didn't dare to say anything.
Fortunately, the other arenas had already started fighting. Lai Siyu could only influence one arena.
Lu Yingchun had already reported the situation on the ring to the elders of his sect who were participating in the grand competition using the sound transmission jade slips. After discussing it, the elders replied to him: "Let her do whatever she wants!"
Well, since the elder has told her to do whatever she wants, Lu Yingchun feels relieved.
"What's there to talk about with that pretty boy? You even accepted his jade slips for transmitting messages!" Luo Xinghun muttered dissatisfiedly. He didn't know why, but the scene of Lai Siyu and Jiang Zhitang chatting happily kept lingering in his mind.
He felt bitter in his heart, like a jealous young woman.
He himself also felt strange, but he attributed the discomfort in his heart to his dislike for Jiang Zhitang. As for Lai Siyu, he had only known her for less than a day, so how could he feel uncomfortable because of her?
It must be that pretty boy who affected my mood!
Lai Siyu found him quite cute when she saw his resentful look. He had an apple-like baby face with delicate features, just like the boy under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Such a face with picturesque frowns and a sour look is so cute no matter how you look at it.
"Are you jealous? I just saw that he's very skilled with a sword and wanted to find time to spar with him."
"Who's jealous? Aren't we sparring in the ring? What's the point of sparring with a pretty boy?"
Seeing Luo Xinghun's fury, Lai Siyu immediately praised him, "You're much better looking than him!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Xinghun used both hands to straighten his clothes, which were not at all messy, and said proudly, "Of course!"
"Then tell me, what's better looking than a pretty boy? A big pretty boy? No, your face isn't as big as Jiang Zhitang's! So you should be a pretty boy, and Jiang Zhitang is a big pretty boy!"
Luo Xinghun was furious: "Lai Siyu, who are you calling a gigolo? Has your spiritual power recovered almost completely?"
Lai Siyu nodded: "Almost!"
Luo Xinghun's face darkened as he kicked Lai Siyu: "It's almost time to get off. It's time to get back to work!"
Lai Siyu: “…”
After kicking Lai Siyu off the ring, Luo Xinghun stood alone on the ring, as if he had been forgotten, and no one came to challenge him.
Seeing this, Lai Siyu went to challenge other arenas of Tianxiang Sect.
Even the person number one on the elite list couldn't beat her. With her wandering around the Tianxiang Sect arena, soon no one was interested in the Tianxiang Sect arena.
Ge Tenghui, the deacon of the Jade Maiden Sect, smiled with satisfaction when he saw this scene, and then he looked forward to this girl causing trouble for the Spirit Sword Sect.
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