Chapter 947 Is it so difficult to maintain a simple and honest original intention? !

Soon, a bell rang, and the competition officially began!

Rong Xiuzhu and Duan Xinghe took out their weapons without any hesitation.

As his name suggests, Rong Xiuzhu holds a long sword in his hand. His thin figure and elegant temperament make him stand in the world as coldly as a bamboo.

As soon as Duan Xinghe took out the big knife in his hand, the sunlight shone on the tip of his knife, revealing a terrifying sharpness, and his momentum suddenly reached a high point.

Two completely different styles, but the same thing is that they are both very powerful.

Soon, the two men's swords collided and started fighting.

As a fire practitioner, Duan Xinghe's sword carries a strong fire with every move, as if it wants to burn everything.

What is surprising is that Rong Xiuzhu, who looks so elegant and refined, is actually the most powerful gold-type cultivator.

Golden light flickered on the tip of the sword, and every move was sharp. There was no restraint at all, only unbridled and flamboyant, which was totally inconsistent with his image. However, it was particularly enjoyable to watch when he was fighting against Duan Xinghe.

It's a fierce battle between two powerful opponents, and what you see is a thorough and hearty fight with no effort left. What you see is the confidence and arrogance of the young people standing on the top of the mountain.

Ye Linglong was still watching this match very seriously. He thought it was quite handsome when his elder brother was serious.

At the moment, it seems that he is not inferior to Rong Xiuzhu.

Moreover, his handling and judgment of fire were really accurate, and every move he made could achieve the effect he wanted.

Not only does it make people's eyes bright, but it also makes people full of hope.

"Junior sister, do you think Duan Xinghe will be the first loser in our team?"

Ning Mingcheng has already completed the final battle and there is no possibility of losing in the future, so he is particularly arrogant at this moment.

"Sixth Senior Brother, look at how skilled and precise Big Brother is in using fire. If you were half as good as him, you wouldn't have to fight that super genius from the Red Flame Sect for so long.

Instead of worrying about whether he will lose, you should focus on watching how he fights. If you don't learn now, when will you? If you can't die by learning, then you will learn to the death.

When one day you can easily give him a big fight with your own strength, you won’t need to attack him with words anymore.”

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Ning Mingcheng is quiet.

Being quiet wasn't enough, Ye Linglong made a special reminder.

"Look carefully and take the test seriously. I will test you later."

"What if I fail the test?"

"If you can't pass the test, wait until Big Brother comes back and I'll let him give you a big duel."

!!!

How can this be possible?! What kind of tyranny is this?

"Junior sister, how can you abuse me with violence? It's not fair!"

"What's unfair about that? Since I can test you with it, it means I learned it first. We are all fire practitioners, and I have learned it. Is there any reason why you can't learn it?"

When Ning Mingcheng heard this, his back straightened up and he understood.

After I realized it, I stopped talking nonsense and became much more honest.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the other fellow disciples couldn't help but cast admiring glances at Ye Linglong, and were almost about to compliment her with a sentence like "Well done, little junior sister".

Duan Xinghe and Rong Xiuzhu fought fiercely, confronting each other and neither side gave in.

Even if you are not there, you can still feel the shock of the power of the scene.

This match between them lasted much longer than the previous one between Shao Changkun and Sun Jinyao.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and the momentum of the two men remained unchanged.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed and the two were still going back and forth.

Time passed quickly, and after an hour and a half, both of them were covered in wounds. The bloodstains on the cloud-top fighting arena were all over the floor, and it was impossible to tell who the owner was.

Finally, when two hours were up, Duan Xinghe, relying on his thick skin and tougher body, was able to withstand Rong Xiuzhu's fatal blow and successfully fight back.

Rong Xiuzhu, whose body was covered in blood, could no longer stand steadily and fell forward. However, the sword in his hand quickly landed on the ground and supported him.

He knelt on one knee, holding the sword in one hand and covering his injured heart with the other.

He raised his head, panting. The blood at the corner of his lips had stained his chin red. He looked thin and pale. His battered appearance made people shudder.

Opposite him, Duan Xinghe, holding a broadsword, also staggered forward and lost his balance, falling down.

With a loud "bang", Duan Xinghe fell to the ground with his face buried in the clouds. There was no beauty at all, only boldness.

Rong Xiuzhu, who was staring at him with a wolf-like look, chuckled, held his sword, and slowly closed his eyes.

With a "dong" sound, the competition ended.

When everyone's eyes were still on Rong Xiuzhu, he disappeared.

At this time, Duan Xinghe, who was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, could no longer lift his head. He raised his hands and waved them vigorously twice to show his victory.

At that moment, many people suddenly felt that Duan Xinghe had won, but it seemed that he had not won completely.

Even the leader of the Chiyan Sect was stunned for several seconds before he reacted. He won!

Duan Xinghe, who was not a direct disciple but the last disciple of his great-grandmaster, actually defeated Rong Xiuzhu, the direct disciple of the neighboring Yunyang Sect!

That's Rong Xiuzhu! A rare super genius in the upper cultivation world!

He was once the second most talented disciple under the age of 300 in the entire upper cultivation world!

Although Duan Xinghe narrowly won, he still won!

“Win!”

The leader of the Chiyan Sect stood up excitedly, as if he had completely forgotten his previous failure.

Sect Master Yun Yang looked at the delighted Sect Master Chi Yan, opened his mouth, but in the end, nothing happened, only a sigh.

At this point, all of their Yunyang Sect's battles have ended.

Forget it. I've been talking too much for a month. Let's take a break now.

It’s not that I can’t afford to lose, it’s just that I’m not as skilled as my opponent. I can fight again next year.

Anyway, this is not the end for anyone.

In the secret realm on the Worry-Free Tree, the first thing Duan Xinghe did when he came back was to run to Ye Linglong and sit down obediently.

"Little sister, if I call you Master, will you teach me everything you know?"

He almost lost! He almost lost!

If the talisman paper with added attributes on him was not of better quality than Rong Xiuzhu's, he might not have been able to seize this tiny opportunity!

The talisman paper on his body was provided by my little sister. It is sturdy and easy to use, absolutely wonderful!

If he had received guidance from his younger sister before the battle, he might have used some tricks during the fight to trick the hypocritical Rong Xiuzhu. He wouldn't have had to fight until he ran out of ammunition and food, and even after giving everything he had, he still almost lost!

Seeing him so excited, Ye Linglong was stunned for a moment, then asked back.

"Brother, do you still remember the youthful spirit and arrogance that made you choose not to collect spiritual energy but to fight to the death with the level 10 spiritual beast?"

Duan Xinghe was stunned.

"That kind of spirit is truly precious. If it doesn't work this time, try again next time. If it doesn't work next time, try a few more times. You can carve out a new world with your own strength!"

Duan Xinghe nodded.

Yes, that was him before!

"Little sister, you are right! I shouldn't forget my original intention!"

Ye Linglong nodded.

"So, Master, can we start teaching now?"

???

"You said that you can make a name for yourself through sheer strength, but isn't intelligence also a form of strength? When you go out, can't you just rely on force?"

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Bro, does your character have to collapse so quickly?

If this continues, when we all get together, we will all be of the same character, with no distinction between you and me!

Is it so difficult to keep a simple and honest heart? !