Chapter 658 Why aren’t they panicking?

At this moment that everyone was waiting for, Ye Linglong and her opponent drew their swords at the same time.

At the moment the sword was drawn, a red mist lingered around the sword, and the momentum was so strong that it was dazzling.

Those who had never seen Hongyan before unconsciously widened their eyes the moment they saw her. The sword was so powerful!

No one else dared to say what level it could reach, but at least in the Tianling Domain, it ranked at the top level.

A mere disciple in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm actually possesses such a powerful spiritual sword. As soon as the battle begins, people can't help but look at her with admiration.

At this moment, Qi Kaisong and Qi Yanfei, father and daughter, who were sitting in the Zixiao Sect, looked at the powerful spiritual sword and their hearts sank on the spot.

After all, when the two have the same level of cultivation and similar strength, if one party holds a magic weapon and the other party has a rubbish sword, it is impossible for them to win. Even the party holding the magic weapon can still win if their strength is inferior.

At the same time, the heads and elders of Wushuang Sect and Qianshan Sect also looked unhappy. If Ye Linglong won, Kuangwangshan’s momentum would rise.

Moreover, if the three major sects united to target Kuangwang Mountain and failed to win, and were instead defeated by the opponent, they would not only have to bear all kinds of losses, but would also be extremely embarrassed.

Just when the leaders and elders of Wushuang and Qianshan sects were hoping that Qiu Guoliang would be able to stand up, their disciples had already laid down.

To be honest, Qiu Guoliang's strength is indeed worthy of his top ten score in the disciple-recruiting conference, but he is only in the top ten among normal newcomers. It is impossible for him to defeat Ye Linglong.

After all, Ye Linglong was a person who caused trouble and created hatred everywhere, and all the people she offended were old people like them who had higher cultivation than her, but she managed to remain safe and sound every time and was not beaten to death.

This is really infuriating, but there's nothing you can do about it, because she is indeed very strong, invincible against opponents of the same level, and able to defeat opponents of higher levels.

But soon, a scene that shocked them appeared.

At this time, on the highest phantom on the arena, Ye Linglong and Qiu Guoliang were still fighting, their swords colliding, and they were fighting to a standstill.

The two men's figures were getting faster and faster, their sword moves were getting stronger and stronger, their momentum was constantly growing, their strength was almost equal, and the fight was very intense.

This tense situation made the leaders and elders of the three major sects, who were worried when they saw Ye Linglong's weapon at the beginning, excited.

Holding the magic sword in hand, the fight was so intense. It seems that Ye Linglong is really no good. Absolutely no good!

At this moment, Qiu Guoliang seized one of Ye Linglong's weaknesses and slashed at her shoulder with his sword. Just as he was about to stab her, Ye Linglong managed to dodge his sword with an extreme move.

But even so, there was still a bright red blood mark on her arm. It was very shallow and no blood dripped down, but it was very glaring and everyone present saw it!

"good!"

Qi Yanfei was the first one who couldn't help but stand up and applaud. In order to curry favor with her, the disciples of Zixiao Sect also followed suit and applauded.

Even Qi Kaisong started laughing, and said to the leaders of the two neighboring sects: "It seems that this new disciple of our Zixiao Sect is quite capable. We got lucky in choosing this person."

“After all, they are in the top ten. Their strength should not be underestimated. Not everyone can win easily.” said the leader of the Wushuang sect.

"Don't worry, we just have the advantage now. Once the competition is over and we win completely, it won't be too late to laugh again." The leader of Qianshan Sect also laughed.

At this time, a disciple from the Wushuang sect tugged at Feng Guangliang's sleeve.

"Brother Feng, what's going on? Why can't she win?"

Feng Guangliang turned around and responded with an unhappy and angry look on his face.

"Do you still need to think about it? This person is cunning and treacherous. You have seen all kinds of tricks before. She must be holding back! There is no way she can't beat me. If she loses, I will chop off my head and let you use it as a stool!"

"Senior Brother Feng, there's no need to be so cautious. I still think she has a good chance of winning."

"What high probability? Is it certain that she can beat you? Haven't you been beaten up by her before? Don't look down on yourself. You can't be worse than the top ten in the disciple recruitment conference."

…

There is really no need to hurt others and yourself.

On the other side, inside the Qianshan Sect, Cao Xilai and Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but complain angrily and annoyed.

"What is she trying to do now? Is she trying to rob us on the arena in front of all these people?"

"Who knows? Now I just hope that after she finishes ten rounds, she will meet me alone in a deserted corner. I will definitely take back the money that was stolen from her!"

"Are you sure you really want to meet her alone?" Cao Xilai widened his eyes.

"Why? She's already exhausted after ten rounds of fighting. Can I, a late-stage Spiritual Transformation cultivator, be robbed again by a person in the early-stage Spiritual Transformation cultivator?"

As soon as Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he saw Cao Xilai's eyes full of doubt.

…

After a few seconds of myocardial infarction, Zhang Yifeng said again: "Forget it, let's not meet again. I have finally saved some money in the past few months. I really don't want to send you off."

Cao Xilai lowered his head and touched his ring, feeling very sad. In other words, who isn't?

On the other side, all the disciples of Kuangwang Mountain became nervous when they saw Ye Linglong being injured.

"No way? Her sword is so powerful, she can win if she has a little bit of skill!"

Meng Zhenfang was so nervous that he started shaking Meng Zhanlin's arm.

"Didn't you go to Ryogi Mountain with her before? You've seen her fight, right? She was so confident just now, it's impossible that she can't even beat this one, right? This is only the first one!"

Meng Zhanlin couldn't help but roll his eyes at his father.

It was true that they had been to Ryangyi Mountain together, but he later left alone, and there was no chance for them to fight when they met again, so he had never seen it.

but…

"Are you panicking now? What were you doing before? I told you to hold her but you didn't listen and wanted to cheer and have fun with Shu Tong. If she loses, you will lose your reputation for the rest of your life!"

Although he said this, Meng Zhanlin still silently prayed in his heart that Ye Linglong could turn the tables and regain the advantage.

However, at this time, Meng Shutong was holding a spiritual fruit and nibbling it leisurely beside him. Not only did she nibble on it herself, she also gave one to Ji Zizhuo, and they nibbled it together.

I ate and watched at the same time, just like eating melons and watching a show, without feeling nervous at all.

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Why aren't they panicking?