This sudden change made Xu Errong and Jun Zichen stunned, and then they all burst into laughter.
"Yes, of course, I must teach her a lesson! Let her be so rampant!"
"That's right, you're taking advantage of your age and think you're so great. You look like a plain girl, but we support you!"
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Every word of support reached Anran's ears, making her laugh. This feeling - was really good.
"Jibi starts!"
The four hall masters all spoke in unison, stating that even for such a grand event as Jibi, the leader of the Church of Light would not appear. Besides the four main hall masters, few people on Guangming Island had ever seen the leader.
It was already a great honor for An Ran, An Yu, Jun Zichen, and Xu Errong to see the four hall masters gathered together when they arrived, but as for the leader, there was no need to think about it. It was obviously impossible to see the leader without reaching that level.
When these four words were uttered, everyone's spirits lifted. They had been practicing hard for three months and wanted to see if they had made significant progress compared to the last time!
The first competition was the seasonal competition between the various halls, while An Ran and the other four would compete later. This was probably because the competition was more intense, compared to the few new disciples like them. Guangming Island also arranged this so that the new disciples could first witness the strength of the older disciples.
"Qingyu of Qinglong Palace versus Xuanwu Palace's Xuanhan."
As soon as the voice fell, the two men walked onto the fighting stage. Everyone's eyes fell on them. An Ran and the others had never seen them before, so they naturally paid more attention to them. At least they knew who to pay attention to on Guangming Island.
Both were incredibly powerful, and both were at the third level of Emperor. With equal strength, it was difficult to tell who would win. Everything depended on their mastery of martial arts and the strength of their skills, but such a competition was also incredibly appealing.
After greeting each other, the two of them started fighting.
Qingyu is just like his name. He wears a green robe that highlights his tall figure. His black hair is tied up high, revealing his full forehead. He has sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, making him a handsome man.
Xuan Han from the Xuanwu Hall was also quite good. Both were handsome, but not many people noticed this at the moment. The atmosphere became tense at this moment, and the momentum of both men exploded at this moment.
Qingyu suddenly took a step forward, the silver sword in his hand emitting a cold light, his clothes fluttering under the influence of his aura, and his eyes focused, turning into a rainbow light that shot towards Xuanhan.
When Qingyu rushed over rapidly, Xuanhan did not retreat. There was a trace of solemnity on his face. Water-attributed magic elements continued to gush out and surge towards the silver sword in his hand. Wrapped in blue energy, the sword body also turned blue, and it was shining with waves, which was very beautiful.
The next moment, Xuan Han rushed towards Qingyu who was shooting towards him. The distance that was originally not close was reached in the blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that it made a sharp sound of wind tearing the air. Seeing this scene, many people's eyes showed horror.
"clang"
The sound of weapons clashing was heard. Although the two men did not stab each other's vital points with every move, they were extremely ruthless, which made everyone a little nervous. After all, if one was not careful, he would probably suffer serious injuries.
An Ran looked at this scene and sighed secretly that only in this way could the abilities of all the disciples be stimulated. If they were restricted, then the competition would be meaningless.
In a short time, the two exchanged dozens of moves, so fast that those with lower cultivation levels couldn't even see clearly. As the two attacked, sword marks appeared on the ground, and the aftermath of the sword energy was already so powerful.
Suddenly, the two separated quickly, staring at each other coldly, their auras fluctuating slightly. This fight seemed extremely simple to others, but it consumed a considerable amount of energy.
Qingyu did not pause. Magical elements surged around him, and his hands flipped in front of his chest to form complex hand seals. As the hand seals were formed, a powerful aura slowly spread out.
"Qingyu is going to use his trump card."
"The result will be known soon."
As each word of discussion reached the ears of An Ran and others, everyone's attention was focused a little.
The next moment, everyone noticed that Qingyu's hands were stained green, and fine dragon scales appeared on them! This was the most powerful martial art of the Azure Dragon Palace! Without him even making a move, one could feel the power of these dragon claws!
Seeing this, Xuan Han did not slow down at all. The surging water magic elements surged out, his body shook, and brilliant blue light poured out from his body, directly condensing into a solid blue light shield around him, surrounding him completely.
"Bang!"
Qingyu's fists slammed heavily on the blue light shield, and suddenly a crisp sound of metal was heard, and ripples spread rapidly, but in the end it did not break.
"Qingyu's moves are really fierce! He actually hits directly with his fist! It feels so good!" An Yu said.
The attack failed, but there was no change on Qingyu's face. The next moment, in front of everyone's horrified eyes, Qingyu's fists attacked the blue light shield like a violent storm.
Each attack caused ripples in the blue light. Gradually, Xuan Han's expression changed, and he continued to infuse the energy in his body into it.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There were endless sounds, and an astonishingly violent wave swept across. Then, a slight clicking sound seemed unusually clear in this quiet arena.
Click, click!
The cracks spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the solid blue light shield was covered with cracks. Finally, with a bang, it exploded under the shocked gazes.
As the blue light shield broke, Xuan Han took several steps back before he could steady himself. His face quickly turned pale, and it was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.
"Thank you." Qingyu bowed.
"Senior Brother Qingyu is very powerful, and Xuanhan admires him. I hope I can spar with Senior Brother Qingyu again next time." Xuanhan replied with a bow. He did not feel any dissatisfaction with Qingyu for losing to him in public. This kind of magnanimity made everyone look up to him a little bit.
From his clear eyes, we can see that what he said is not empty talk. He is not discouraged after failure and hopes to fight again next time. I believe that after this season's competition is over, he will go back and practice harder. With this kind of mentality, his future achievements will definitely not be low.
"Qinglong Hall's Qingyu wins!" the referee read out the result loudly. (To be continued.)
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