Chapter 217 One Against Seven?
Ye Xi's outburst has made her quite famous.
Peach Blossom Valley, which originally wanted to keep a low profile, has once again become the focus of everyone's discussion.
Lu Xuan felt a tightness in her chest. She had been arguing with Bai Ruoqian, simply because she wanted to be the center of attention, but her plans were ruined by a child who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"That's weird... Where's my protagonist aura?!"
Actually, she wasn't the only one who was frustrated. Bai Ruoqian was even more annoyed at this moment. The voices around her were endless, comparing her to Lü Xuan or Ye Xi.
Not only did it become a living comparison board, but it also became a stepping stone for the two of them.
"Damn it!" Bai Ruoqian's face was full of anger. She squeezed the teacup she was holding tightly with a surge of spiritual power. "I'll make them pay sooner or later!"
"Sigh..." Bai Qingyi shook her head as she looked at her and said, "Ruoqian, when will you be able to change your arrogant and impetuous nature?"
"My cousin is right... but I just can't swallow this!"
"I'm not trying to discourage you, but if you continue with this attitude, how can you possibly compete with that Lu Xuan?"
Bai Qingyi looked up at the Tianfeng Sect and said with a hint of seriousness in her eyes, "She not only knows how to read people and assess situations, but she is also exceptionally meticulous. In addition, her talent is in no way inferior to yours... Your position as the young sect leader is probably in jeopardy."
"Hmph, she'll have to be alive to say that!"
Bai Ruoqian knew clearly that everything had been quietly changing ever since Fu Zhenghan secretly took on a disciple. Her favoritism and exclusive affection were gone, and she was no longer the only choice for the sect.
Since that's the case... then don't blame her for being ruthless.
"Don't do anything reckless!"
Bai Qingyi naturally saw that she had murderous intent. She looked around and whispered, "Although the Bai family and the Tianfeng Sect have a balance of interests, you should still be more restrained in your daily life. Otherwise, it will be detrimental to you if it gets back to the clan."
Upon hearing this, Bai Ruoqian's eyes softened, and she grasped her hand, saying seriously, "Cousin, I know all this, but there are some things I can't tolerate."
Half an hour later, the damaged arena was indeed repaired.
As the spirit drum sounded, the people who had been scattered outside rushed back, eager to continue watching the rest of the competition.
An elder judge stood on the stage and said in a deep voice, "Alright, let the competition continue. Please invite the disciples from both sides to come up to the stage for the contest!"
Cen Feng stood up with a resolute expression, then bowed to Ming Cang and said, "Master, then this disciple will go."
"Okay, go ahead."
Yu Qianling laughed and said, "Fifth Junior Brother, keep it up and tear down the arena again so we can all have some fun!"
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting!"
Ming Cang raised his hand and tapped her on the head, his face full of anger, and said, "As the senior sister, why aren't you setting a good example? Are you trying to rebel?!"
"Wasn't I indirectly cheering on my junior brother? Why did you hit me?"
"Hey, you dare talk back!"
"Stop, stop knocking!"
Seeing this, Cen Feng smiled, a rare sight, and said, "Master, I will try my best not to dismantle it."
Upon hearing this, Ming Cang was stunned for a moment. Watching the figure leap up and onto the arena, he angrily shouted, "What do you mean by 'try your best'? It means we absolutely cannot dismantle it anymore, do you hear me?!"
The Qingyang Sect disciples opposite him turned pale the moment they saw that it was Cen Feng who had appeared.
Puppet cultivators are the kings of one-on-one combat.
They had already witnessed his abilities in the preliminary rounds and knew they were no match for him.
"Who wants to go first?" Lin Wenhao asked at this moment.
After waiting for a long time without hearing a response, he turned around and saw that the group looked timid, which made him furious.
"Yuan An, you go!"
"Huh? Me... I'll go?" A disciple said with a bitter expression, "Sect Leader, but I'm a pill cultivator..."
Upon hearing this, Lin Wenhao paused for a moment, then said, "Tsk, then let Qu Sheng go."
Qu Sheng originally wanted to find some reasons, but when he met Lin Wenhao's glare, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fly onto the stage.
"Qingyang Gate, Qu Sheng!"
“Peach Blossom Valley, Cen Feng”.
After exchanging a bow with the other person on the arena, Qu Sheng summoned a long halberd and rushed towards Cen Feng.
"Heh, martial arts cultivator." Cen Feng narrowed his eyes and suddenly waved his hand. A huge snake puppet suddenly appeared, its tail sweeping across to block his path.
Qu Sheng looked at Cen Feng not far away and moved as fast as lightning to get closer to him. Puppet cultivators are most afraid of being fought in close combat. If they want to win, they can only subdue him first.
Cen Feng stood motionless, watching the approaching figure, a smile appearing on his lips as he said, "Compared to my senior sister, you are far inferior."
No sooner had he finished speaking than his figure vanished without a trace.
Just as Qu Sheng was wondering, he was suddenly struck hard on the back and his body flew out. He immediately thrust his halberd downwards to barely steady himself.
Cen Feng, who had just used the Puppet Technique, stood on the head of the snake puppet behind him, his eyes slightly cold, and raised his hand again, "Let's finish this quickly."
In a short while, more than twenty puppets of various sizes suddenly appeared, occupying more than half of the huge arena. The spectators in the stands couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at this spectacular scene.
The number of puppets a puppeteer can control depends on the strength of their divine sense.
Ming Cang sighed, "I didn't expect this kid's cultivation to improve so much. I am very pleased with him."
"Ahhh, Brother Xiaofeng!" Nan Yaoyao shouted excitedly as she looked at the stage.
Nan Muyin waved to her, "Yaoyao, sit down quickly."
"Brother, he can actually summon so many puppets, that's amazing!"
"Didn't you say you wanted to learn puppetry? How about we have him teach you later?"
"good!"
On the arena.
Qu Sheng looked at the densely packed puppets in front of him, and the invisible sense of oppression made him break out in a cold sweat.
With a wave of his hand, Cen Feng sent several puppets rushing towards him. He was overwhelmed by the sheer number of puppets.
"Ahhh, help! I... I give up!"
The elder judge appeared in a flash, "Boy, stop! Don't kill him!"
Cen Feng knew the limits of his strength and didn't try to kill him. So, the snake puppet's tail curled up and threw him off the stage.
"Who else?" Cen Feng stood atop the snake puppet, his cold gaze sweeping over the Qingyang Sect members. He said, "Why don't you seven of you all come up? That would save us all trouble."
"???"
Upon hearing this, the entire audience was stunned, and after a moment, a gasp of surprise erupted.
"Awesome!"
"Is this kid trying to take on seven people at once? That's pretty arrogant, hahaha!"
"To be honest, I'm actually looking forward to it. Qingyang Sect, hurry up and go!"
"Stop dawdling! We want to see a one-against-seven!!"
"One against seven!"
"One against seven!!"
"One against seven!!!"
...
In just a moment, the entire audience seemed to have reached a consensus, urging the Qingyang Sect members to hurry up, making their faces turn pale and then red with anger.
Yu Qianling burst into unrestrained laughter, "Hahaha, Fifth Junior Brother has really made us proud this time!"
"That brat, why is he in such a hurry!" Ming Cang said angrily.
Looking at Cen Feng on the stage, Nan Muyin smiled with relief and said, "Master, he must be confident, so don't worry too much."
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