He had no choice but to take a few steps back, his heart full of disbelief.
Ji Miaomiao didn't wait for him to stand firm. The flaming shield in her hand turned into a surging flame again, rushing towards him and knocking Xuan Qing off the platform.
Bang--
Xuan Qing's body fell to the stage with a dull thud.
"In this match, Wudaoguan, Xuan Jing wins!!"
"Senior Brother Xuan Qing, are you okay?"
"I'm fine!"
Before the fight began, several people in the audience who were cheering for Xuan Qing rushed over to help him up, but were pushed away by Xuan Qing with a grim expression.
He forced himself to stand up, walked towards Ji Miaomiao with unsteady steps and said, "Wait a minute!"
After Ji Miaomiao received the news that she had entered the semi-finals, she walked down the steps of the platform with a calm expression. Just as she walked down the stage, she heard a voice coming from the side and turned to look.
"Is there something wrong?" she asked Xuan Qing who spoke.
Xuan Qing walked over with a sullen face. When Ji Miaomiao thought he was looking for trouble, he bowed and said in a deep voice, "Daoyou, I was inferior to you in the previous competition, but that may not be the case in the future. If we spar again, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Hearing this, Ji Miaomiao's guard relaxed.
It turns out it was a "fight invitation", not picking a fight!
She was relieved and said with a smile, "Of course I can if there's a chance in the future."
After the two exchanged contact information, Xuan Qing's brothers and sisters helped him leave. Ji Miaomiao stood there waiting and played a few more games. The opponents she met were not very good, and she won without much effort.
When she had overcome all obstacles and entered the semi-finals, her master Daoming Zhenren also returned.
Before the competition started in the morning, Ji Miaomiao and Taoist Master Daoming went out to the arena and ran into Taoist Master Daoquan. The two brothers hadn't seen each other for a long time, so Taoist Master Daoming went up to him to reminisce about the past, leaving his disciple Ji Miaomiao to wait for the competition in the audience.
After reminiscing about the past, Dao Ming Zhenren stroked his long beard and asked, "My little disciple, how was the competition?"
Ji Miaomiao nodded nonchalantly, raised her eyes and asked, "Master, I'm competing alone here, and you're not worried at all that I'll lose?"
Taoist Master Daoming smiled when he heard this. He glanced at her feigned indifference and said, "Disciple, how could I not care about your competition? I was just chatting about you with your uncle Daoquan."
"What are you talking about?" Ji Miaomiao asked calmly with a tense expression.
"Your uncle said that your cultivation is among the best among the disciples of the Xuan generation, and your Taoism is also not weak. It is absolutely impossible for you to be in the top three in this competition." Taoist Master Daoming gave her a thumbs up and praised her in an exaggerated tone.
It was obvious that these were not the original words spoken by the serious Taoist Master Dao Quan.
Ji Miaomiao naturally didn't believe it in her heart, but after hearing the deliberately drawn-out and exaggerated tone of her master's voice, she no longer pretended to be indifferent, but coughed lightly and smiled.
"I will work hard to make this happen, Master!"
After the master and disciple finished discussing this topic, the last match of the semi-finals on stage was over.
The list of the top ten disciples of the Xuan generation in the Taoist sect, including Ji Miaomiao, has just been released.
All the morning competitions are over, and Taoist Master Daocheng announced the start of the lunch break. The final will begin at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Upon hearing this, the people in the audience dispersed.
After Ji Miaomiao left with her master, she went to the Ganqing Temple cafeteria for a free lunch. Just after she finished eating, she ran into Xuan Yu who was patrolling with several disciples from the temple.
"Junior Sister Xuan Jing, long time no see."
Xuan Yu still had that cold and arrogant look on his face. When Ji Miaomiao turned and walked to the other side of the cafeteria to avoid him, he took the initiative to say hello.
When Ji Miaomiao heard the voice, she couldn't pretend not to see it. She stopped and said with a smile on her face, "Senior Brother Xuanyu, what a coincidence."
"Yeah." Xuan Yu raised his eyes to look at her, and said softly, "Well, since we are in Ganqing Temple this time, is everything okay?"
"Everything is very good. Everything in the temple is arranged very well."
Hearing this, Ji Miaomiao thought that Xuan Yu suddenly asked to investigate the customer satisfaction, and she was the random customer who was picked, so her answer was full of praise.
"The temple has been busy these past two days. If you have any questions, come to me." Upon hearing this, Xuan Yu raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, then tilted his head and said lightly.
Ji Miaomiao nodded slightly and agreed with a smile: "Okay, I will be polite if you have any questions later."
"Um."
After all, Xuan Yu was followed by a team of patrolling disciples. After saying this for a few words, he didn't continue talking about anything else. He nodded and left with the other disciples.
"Let's go, Master." Ji Miaomiao turned and said to Taoist Master Daoming who was standing beside her.
Taoist Master Daoming had just watched the two of them talking when he stopped and stood a few steps away. Upon hearing Ji Miaomiao's words, he walked over and asked her with a smile on his face, "Disciple, was that your friend just now?"
Ji Miaomiao casually replied as she walked: "Yeah, a friend I've met a few times."
Taoist Master Daoming saw that she looked calm when she said this, and her expression didn't show any strangeness. He wanted to say something gossipy, but he stroked his long beard and smiled without saying anything.
The master and disciple returned to their room to rest for a while.
By the time the semi-finals began in the afternoon, there were only fifty disciples left participating in the competition, and the cultivation levels of these people were generally much higher.
Unlike in the morning, Ji Miaomiao was called out at the beginning of the afternoon competition, and then went on stage one after another to compete, winning easily one after another.
She displayed this fire spell that could be used for both offense and defense, and it was seen by people from a distance.
On the top floor of the Ganqing Observatory, several abbots of the Shou generation were sitting aside playing Go, occasionally looking up at the fight on the arena.
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