Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye saw that it was almost time, so they left the lounge.
When we arrived at the competition venue, two people were fighting fiercely on the stage.
One of the parties is Xiang Leng. He is very powerful and his opponent has been defeated by him. He may end the competition at any time.
Mo Lan saw Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye coming back, "Why don't you take a break? There are still more than 20 people before Junior Sister Feng goes on stage."
Feng Qing smiled faintly, "It's almost time to rest." They didn't rest in the lounge either. From time to time, people from various forces would come to see them, making them very annoyed. Now they just want to get a ranking and enter Taiyinxu to practice. As for joining other forces, they are not interested.
Although the Tianjian Sect is weak, it is free and unrestrained, while those big forces have numerous rules and restrictions everywhere, which is not what they want. Moreover, they ascended to the fairyland not to become disciples of a sect, they just wanted to be powerful.
At this point the winner had already been decided.
As Xiang Leng walked off the stage, two other monks came on stage and a new round of fighting began again.
"It's my turn next. I'm so nervous." Moran was filled with nervousness as he watched the two people fighting on the stage. This was not her first time participating in a competition, but it was the first time she felt so nervous. The fellow students all performed very well this time, and as the eldest sister, she naturally couldn't hold everyone back.
"Senior Sister Mo, don't be nervous. We believe you can do it."
"Yes, come on, Senior Sister Mo!" Everyone encouraged Moran.
"Yeah." Moran nodded with a smile, but her tense body still betrayed her.
Feng Qing took out a talisman ring and handed it to Moran, "Take this and use it in times of crisis." She saw that those people on the stands would do anything to win, and talismans were often used.
"Thank you, Junior Sister Feng!" Moran took the talisman gratefully.
Feng Qing reached out and patted Mo Lan on the shoulder, "Come on!"
"Okay!" Moran seemed to feel less nervous for a moment. He turned his gaze to the stage with a bit more determination in his eyes.
After the competition on the stage was over, Moran glanced at everyone, and with everyone's encouraging eyes, he strode towards the stage.
The one who was fighting against Moran was the disciple of the Holy Doctor Sect who had gone to find Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye before. When he saw that it was Moran who came up, a mocking arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He would take this opportunity to give those two people a warning and let them know how foolish it was for them to reject the Holy Doctor Sect.
"I am Moran from Tianjian Sect. Thank you for your guidance." Moran bowed to the young man.
The young man smiled disdainfully, "Let's get started."
Moran didn't expect the young man to attack him directly, so he quickly took out his weapon to fight back. Her cultivation was much lower than the other party's, but after taking the elixir given by Junior Sister Feng, she became several times stronger than before, and she could barely fight against the other party.
The young man had no intention of showing mercy. He glanced at Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye in the audience, then stabbed Moran with the sword in his hand quickly, fiercely and accurately.
Moran was unable to dodge and was stabbed by the young man's sword, but fortunately the sword did not hit his vital parts.
She endured the pain and took the initiative to attack the young man. She is the eldest sister of Tianjian Sect and she absolutely cannot hold everyone back.
Noticing that Moran's attack had become more fierce, the young man raised his eyebrows in surprise and became serious. Quite interesting.
The two men fought fiercely, and only two shadows were left on the stage.
Moran was covered in blood and gradually lost the upper hand, but she did not retreat. She wants to win.
Feng Qing stared at Moran on the stage without blinking. Seeing that her injuries were getting worse and worse, she felt a little anxious.
Moran fell to the ground in a mess. She wiped the blood off her face and rushed towards the young man again.
The young man snorted coldly, "Prepare to die!" This has been going on for long enough, it's time to end it.
As Moran rushed towards the young man, she took out the talisman that Feng Qing gave her.
The young man didn't expect Moran to use the talisman, and was blown away by the talisman. He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't move.
Moran stopped and for a moment he was unable to come back to his senses, staring blankly at the young man on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. She didn't expect the talisman to be so powerful that it blew the opponent away in an instant.
Everyone in the Holy Doctor Sect was also shocked by this scene. What level of talisman is it? How can it be so powerful?
The referee walked up to the young man and began to count, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"
When the referee counted to three, the young man moved his body and tried to get up, but he had no strength at all.
"Tianjianmen wins!" the referee announced.
Upon hearing the result of the game, a bright smile appeared on Moran's face, "I won, I won..." She swayed her body and slowly fell backwards. If the result of the competition had not come out yet, she would have given up long ago.
Feng Qing walked onto the stage and helped Mo Lan off the stage.
The disciple of the Holy Doctor Sect also came on stage and helped the young man down. When he met Feng Qing, the disciple looked at Feng Qing coldly and said, "Just wait for me!" He had admired Feng Qing before, but after knowing that she had rejected the sect master's invitation, his impression of her plummeted.
Feng Qing didn't care. She helped Mo Lan off the stage and fed her a pill.
The competition on the stage continues.
After waiting for almost half an hour, it was finally Feng Qing's turn.
Everyone's eyes turned to Feng Qing.
"Who do you think will win, Feng Qing or Yang Jingyan from Luoyan Sect?"
"Yang Jingyan is recognized by everyone as the number one talent. He will definitely be the winner."
"That's not necessarily true. I'm more optimistic about Feng Qing from Tianjian Sect."
"I think Yang Jingyan has a greater chance of winning."
"I am also optimistic about Feng Qing."
"Yang Jingyan is a genius. He is already in the middle to late stage of the Supreme Immortal Realm. He will definitely win."
Soon, everyone split into two camps. One side believed that Feng Qing would win, while the other side believed that Yang Jingyan would win. The two sides could not reach an agreement and finally decided to place a bet.
Feng Qing walked onto the stage and looked at Yang Jingyan opposite him. His black hair flowed down along his fair and crystal skin and casually draped behind him. He was wearing a white robe as white as snow, which made him look elegant and slender. Between his brows, there was an enchanting charm that could captivate the world.
Yang Jingyan was also looking at Feng Qing. Her facial features were delicate and beautiful. Her curved eyebrows were like the crescent moon in the sky, her delicate and straight nose was small and cute, and her red lips were as attractive as petals. Especially the temperament that emanated from her from the inside out, which was cold and noble.
"I am Yang Jingyan from the Luoying Sect. Please give me your guidance, Junior Sister Feng!" Yang Jingyan used his slender fingertips to push aside a few strands of hair that covered his eyes, revealing his captivating eyes, and smiled faintly at Feng Qing.
"Brother Yang, please give me your guidance." Feng Qing smiled back.
Chapter 351 Star Tower "Then let's get started." Yang Jingyan winked at Feng Qing evilly.
Feng Qing glared at Yang Jingyan, then flashed and quickly attacked him.
Yang Jingyan raised his eyebrows, a hint of playful smile flashed across his eyes, and he easily dodged Feng Qing's attack, "Junior Sister Feng, are you interested in joining our Luoyan Sect?"
From the moment Feng Qing appeared, he paid attention to her. She was very special and outstanding, and caught his attention firmly. It’s a pity that she already has a fairy partner.
"Not interested." Feng Qing's eyes were cold. She took out a long whip, which attacked Yang Jingyan with fierce momentum and bloodthirsty coldness. Yang Jingyan is a very powerful opponent and she must take him seriously.
"You are so good at hurting people's hearts." Yang Jingyan dodged Feng Qing's whip and looked at Feng Qing's evil eyes with a sad expression.
Feng Qing's face became even colder and his attacks became more and more fierce.
Lu Xuanye's gaze fell on Yang Jingyan, with a cold look in his eyes.
Yang Jingyan felt a chill, turned his head and glanced, only to meet a pair of cold and fierce eyes.
Feng Qing's long whip scratched across Yang Jingyan's chest, leaving a streak of blood.
Feeling the burning pain in his chest, Yang Jingyan took several steps back, holding his chest, with a look of resentment on his face, "What a heartless little thing."
Feng Qing glanced at him coldly and attacked more fiercely.
In the audience, everyone was watching this scene with surprise in their eyes.
"Why doesn't Yang Jingyan attack? Is he interested in Feng Qing?"
"It's possible. Feng Qing is beautiful and cool, and she's also a level six immortal pill master. If she doesn't have an immortal partner, I will definitely pursue her."
"Don't talk nonsense, Senior Brother Yang is not that short-sighted."
"Senior Sister Qin and Senior Brother Yang are a match made in heaven."
Qin Yanran raised a faint smile at the corner of her lips, and her eyes fell gently on the handsome figure on the stage. He can only be hers.
Feng Qing's attacks became more and more fierce, making Yang Jingyan a little unable to resist. He also became serious, raised his hand and sacrificed an exquisite small tower, and threw it into the air, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Feng." This competition not only concerns whether he can enter Taiyinxu, but also the honor of the sect. Naturally, he will not be careless.
"It's the Star Tower."
"This Feng Qing is really amazing. He actually forced Yang Jingyan to sacrifice the Star Tower."
"It seems like Feng Qing is doomed to lose."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe Feng Qing has some secret weapon."
Seeing this, Qin Yanran's smile deepened. It seemed that she was overthinking it. Senior Brother Yang did not have that kind of intention towards Feng Qing.
Feng Qing looked up at the Star Tower, and at the same time felt a force like a mountain pressing down on her. She heard bursts of Sanskrit sounds in her ears, which instantly wiped out the fighting spirit in her heart.
Seeing Feng Qing's eyes become dull, Lu Xuanye wanted to rush onto the stage. Xiao Qing'er, wake up soon, Xiao Qing'er!
Everyone in Tianjianmen was also extremely anxious. They have all heard of the Star Tower, which is a Buddhist artifact that can influence the mind and make people lose the power to resist.
Feng Qing has now fallen into a maze. She is surrounded by majestic and solemn Buddha statues. They are chanting Buddhist scriptures. The Buddhist scriptures surround her mind, cleansing her body and mind, making her want to sink into it.
She closed her eyes and sat cross-legged.
At this moment, a voice sounded in her ears. The voice was so familiar that it made her mind clear for a moment. No, Aye is still waiting for her.
Seeing that Feng Qing had been controlled by his Star Tower, Yang Jingyan raised his thin lips slightly.
Feng Qing opened her eyes at this time. The confusion in her starry eyes had disappeared, leaving only clarity and coldness. She attacked Yang Jingyan like lightning.
Yang Jingyan didn't expect Feng Qing to be able to break free from the restraints of the Star Tower. He didn't react for a while until Feng Qing came close to him.
Feng Qing summoned vines and bound Yang Jingyan.
Yang Jingyan was bound by vines all over and could no longer move.
Feng Qing looked at Yang Jingyan with cold eyes. At this moment, her expression was cold and gloomy, just like the snow lotus blooming on the snowy mountain, noble, cold, and out of reach. She swung the long whip in her hand with force, filled with strong anger.
Yang Jingyan felt a sharp pain in his chest and fell off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
Feng Qing withdrew his gaze coldly. If Yang Jingyan was not a disciple of Luoyan Sect and she did not have the strength to fight against him now, she would have taken Yang Jingyan's life directly.
"Feng Qing actually won."
"She was able to break free from the constraints of the Star Tower. It's amazing."
"That Star Tower is a Buddhist artifact. Once you get stuck in it, you will lose your mind. Feng Qing not only broke free, but also defeated Yang Jingyan. It's really amazing."
"I thought Feng Qing would definitely lose, but I didn't expect her to win. It was so unexpected."
"It seems that Tianjianmen is undoubtedly the first this time."
Feng Qing looked towards the audience and met a pair of deep eyes in the crowd. Her eyes instantly turned gentle. When she was about to be controlled by the Star Tower, it was his voice that woke her up.
Walking down from the stage, Feng Qing came to Lu Xuanye, "Aye!" She smiled brilliantly, as dazzling as the sun.
Lu Xuanye reached out and took Feng Qing into his arms, hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his body.
Feng Qing did not move, but leaned quietly in Lu Xuanye's arms, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat, feeling extremely calm.
Qin Yanran ran to Yang Jingyan, helped him up, put a healing pill into his mouth, her eyes filled with heartache. "Thank you!" Yang Jingyan got up from Qin Yanran's arms, turned his head and looked not far away. He saw Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye hugging each other, and a bitter smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. The Star Tower can not only make people lose their minds, but also control their minds. Just at that moment, he thought about leaving his shadow in Feng Qing's heart, but he didn't expect that she would wake up.
Qin Yanran followed Yang Jingyan's line of sight and saw Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye hugging each other. She curled her lips and said, "Brother Yang, let me help you to the lounge."
"No, I can do it myself." Yang Jingyan waved away Qin Yanran's outstretched hand, stroked his injured chest, and walked towards the lounge.
Qin Yanran followed worriedly.
The competition is still going on, and Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye are still ranked among the top.
Fu Qinghe looked at Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye, his fists clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound. Just wait for me, I will never let you go.
Feng Qing and Lu Xuanye felt a sinister gaze and turned to look at the podium. Seeing that it was Fu Qinghe, they smiled at him provocatively.
Fu Qinghe was so angry that he was shaking all over. Two ignorant little bastards!
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