The direction of Xianyin Pavilion.
"Indeed, Master, you made a very wise decision by letting me give him the Calming Pearl!"
Looking at Wang Bo walking out of the duel arena, Ni Qiuhuan's eyes were shining.
"Master originally had higher hopes for Leng Wuhen, the Saint of Scarlet Flame Peak, but now it seems that Wang Bo is more worthy of your bet!"
Meng Wanxia, the master of Xianyin Pavilion, said thoughtfully.
…
Xiaoyaomen’s garrison.
"How can he be so strong?"
"How can he be so strong?"
Liu Feifei muttered to herself in a trembling voice, her face full of disbelief.
Half a year ago,
When she pretended to be in trouble and asked Wang Bo to rescue her, Wang Bo's cultivation was lower than hers.
In just half a year, he actually defeated the number one of the younger generation of Cibei Temple, Monk Guangzhi, head-on.
"Fei Fei, don't have any illusions about the price!"
Yi Qinglian's voice came from the side at the right time, "You have missed this person at the best time. Now he is already you..."
Yi Qinglian didn't continue.
But Liu Feifei is not really stupid, so how could she not understand the hidden meaning of her master's words?
"Master, you saw his potential a long time ago, so when he was still in the Wang family, even though he was just a lowly branch disciple, you didn't stop your disciple from associating with him, right?"
"good!"
Yi Qinglian nodded, "But now, you have completely missed him, you must take your heart back!"
Liu Feifei's expression became even gloomier.
At this time, a loud shout from an elder judge came from the podium.
"The next sparring match will be between Xiaoyao Sect's Saintess Liu Feifei and Netherworld Palace's Saintess Hongyue!"
"Please both of you step onto the stage within a quarter of an hour, otherwise you will be deemed to have automatically forfeited!"
As soon as the voice came out, Liu Feifei's face became even uglier.
"Fei Fei, just admit defeat!"
Before Liu Feifei could make a decision, Yi Qinglian said in a commanding tone, "With Hongyue's current strength, you are no match for her!"
"Master, but I am unwilling to give in!"
She glanced at Wang Bo, who was heading towards the Netherworld Palace's camp, and the anger in her heart was like an erupting volcano. "This is the best opportunity to kill the Red Moon Witch. If we miss it..."
"No, you're wrong!"
Yi Qinglian interrupted, "Have you forgotten what you just said?"
Liu Feifei's expression changed drastically for a moment, but she suppressed her reluctance and nodded, "Alright, since we've already qualified for the trial, let's just let that witch live a little longer!"
Then, she stood up and shouted to the judges on the platform, "I give up!"
After saying this, she immediately shrank behind countless fellow disciples, as if she was afraid of being seen.
after all,
So embarrassing!
After all, she is the contemporary Saint of Xiaoyao Sect, but she doesn't dare to compete with Hongyue, the Saint of Nether Palace.
From then on, she would not only lose face in the righteous sect, but also become the target of ridicule from the evil sect.
"What did you say?"
The judging elder looked over and said, "Was it Liu Feifei, the Saintess of Xiaoyao Sect, who just spoke? If it was you who said that, please speak louder. I can't hear you!"
After hearing this, Liu Feifei wished she could find a crack to crawl into.
She had mustered up all her courage to say the word "give up".
Asking her to say it again now would be more difficult for her to accept than killing her.
"This elder from Tianshan, my disciple Liu Feifei has already admitted defeat. How many times do I need to repeat this?"
Fortunately, just when Liu Feifei was in a dilemma, Yi Qinglian stood up shamelessly and repeated this sentence for her.
Even so, after confirming that Liu Feifei had admitted defeat, there were still sighs from the surroundings.
"You actually gave up directly?"
"Hasn't the Saintess of Xiaoyao Sect always been very arrogant?"
"Could it be that she knew she was no match for Hongyue, the Saintess of the Netherworld Palace, so she simply admitted defeat to avoid embarrassment on stage?"
"Just now, she fought with Hongyue, the Saintess of the Netherworld Palace. Didn't you see it? With just one move, Hongyue Saintess knocked her back, causing her to spit blood."
"Then it's understandable that she would admit defeat!"
"It's such a pity. She was originally the object of my fantasy, but it looks like I'll have to change my mind starting today!"
For a while, all kinds of sarcastic voices came one after another.
Every word was like a needle piercing Liu Feifei's heart.
"Red Moon Demoness, if I don't kill you in the Illusionary Trial, I will not be a human being!"
Hated to the extreme, Liu Feifei could only swear secretly.
…
"It seems I saved a lot of effort!"
Hongyue smiled and looked at Wang Bo who had just returned. "If I killed Xiaoyao Sect's Saintess Liu Feifei in the arena, would you blame me?"
"If there wasn't always someone protecting her, I would have killed her long ago!"
Wang Bo snorted coldly.
He never liked to be cruel to women, but Liu Feifei was an exception.
The reason why he left the Wang family and joined the Netherworld Palace was all thanks to the tea girl Liu Feifei.
"Next up is Scarlet Flame Peak's Saint Leng Wuhen versus Ziwei Lake's talented Yan Feisha. Watch carefully!"
Nangong Can, who was not far away, reminded him, "Yan Feisha, the talented woman from Ziwei Lake, is said to be second only to Yue Xingchen, the young master of the Lie Ri Sect, among the younger generation of the righteous path. If Leng Wuhen wants to win, he must use the Twelve Feiying Needles!"
"Thank you for the reminder, Palace Master!"
Wang Bo nodded gratefully.
The next few games will indeed be the peak showdowns of the younger generation.
Unless you meet someone like Liu Feifei who voluntarily admits defeat, every game will be exciting.
"Look, the talented girl from Ziwei Lake, Yan Feisha, has stepped onto the stage!"
"Wow, she is indeed the most beautiful woman in the righteous world. Her beauty is simply breathtaking!"
"It's no exaggeration to say she's a fairy!"
"Even if I can only see it from afar, it's worth coming to Tianshan to discuss the Dao!"
As he stepped onto the stage in a yellow robe, he immediately attracted countless enthusiastic gazes from the audience.
That's a woman!
She is tall and the yellow dress outlines her curvy figure.
Her face was as white as snow, her eyes were as clear as mirrors, and so lively that they seemed to be able to speak.
Once she stood on the stage, she was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look directly at her.
"Is this Yan Feisha, the second most powerful person recognized by the younger generation of the righteous path?"
Wang Bo also became interested.
It’s not that I’m attracted by the other person’s beauty, but by her reputation.
The fact that Yan Feisha is recognized by countless people shows that in addition to her beauty, her strength is also well-deserved.
He also wanted to see what Yan Feisha’s strongest trump card was.
Who is stronger when facing Leng Wuhen's Twelve Feiying Needles?
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, a young man dressed in green and with a feminine appearance jumped onto the stage with a floating posture.
"It's Leng Wuhen, the Holy Son of Scarlet Flame Peak!"
"I heard that Leng Wuhen is also recognized as the best among the younger generation of the Demon Cult. I wonder who is stronger, him or Wang Bo from the Netherworld Palace?"
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