Senior Brother Hua hurriedly struck the ground with his sword, causing the sword to bend and thus causing his body to shift.

He barely managed to escape Wang Qiliang who was waiting for him.

Senior Brother Hua was quite surprised that Wang Qiliang could easily attack his weakness.

He rolled to the side, and said angrily: "This time it was just an accident, let's do it again!"

Immediately, he launched another fierce attack, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards Wang Qiliang like a downpour.

However, his attack failed again.

Wang Qiliang remained calm. He closed his eyes and his vision was completely dark. He just listened to the sound of the wind, felt the wind, and judged the opponent's sword. In his mind, he recalled the sword skills he practiced yesterday, and his body naturally imitated them.

"Although the sword flowers are beautiful, they have no murderous intent. They seem to be densely packed with killing moves, but in fact they have no focus. In short, they are just garish and flashy."

Wang Qiliang commented while blocking Senior Brother Hua's sword moves.

The sound of jingling is endless.

If you don't rely on energy, but only on swordsmanship.

Wang Qiliang still has great confidence that he can defeat his opponent.

He suddenly had an idea and swept his sword across. The so-called sword flowers by his senior brother were swept aside by the sword like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and the attacking trend was abruptly interrupted.

It was Wang Qiliang's turn to attack. He suddenly jumped up and pointed his sword at the opponent's neck.

Senior Brother Hua immediately defended himself, but he was one step too late, and every step was too late.

By the time he placed the sword across his chest, the tip of Wang Qiliang's sword had already reached his Adam's apple.

At this time, Wang Qiliang opened his eyes and said, "Brother Hua, you lose!"

Senior Brother Hua witnessed this scene and realized that he could not win, so he could only let go of the sword and then bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice."

After saying this, he retreated back to the arena.

The surrounding disciples were all surprised when they saw this scene. "Senior Brother Hua actually lost. This is unbelievable!"

"Moreover, the outcome was decided in just two moves. This is too terrifying."

"It seems that Senior Sister Qin's husband is indeed quite something."

The disciples' voices of surprise were endless.

At this moment, everyone's heart was like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs. Originally, they thought that Wang Qiliang was bound to lose, but the reality was that not only did the opponent turn defeat into victory, but he also beat Senior Brother Hua without any chance of resistance.

The eyes that everyone looked at Xu Qiu were no longer as hostile as before, but rather slightly more relaxed.

at the same time.

Ni Taowan in the stands gritted her teeth, took a bite, and said unconvincedly: "It's just a lucky win, it's nothing."

Xiahou Zongxing nodded and said, "Tao Wan is right. Wang Qiliang was indeed lucky and won by chance. Originally, he was not strong enough to defeat the opponent."

Yin Hongniang looked down upon them and said in a bad tone, "You only care about the results you want. Even if he wins a few games, you will still slander him. After all, how can I not know what you are thinking?"

She had been nervous when she saw Wang Qiliang before, fearing that he would fail and implicate Xu Qiu. Now that he had won, Hongniang was relieved.

At the same time, it did not prevent her from teasing the two elders who were plotting against her power.

Ni Taowan felt embarrassed by what she said, but she still said stubbornly: "Am I not breaking my promise? If he keeps winning, I admit that he is innocent in this matter."

"I hope so."

"Hmph, Ling'er, you go ahead."

Ni Taowan shouted to the female disciple Dongfang Ling who was watching the show in the stands.

Dongfang Ling nodded and said expressionlessly, "Yes, Master."

After saying that, she turned around and jumped onto the arena. The breeze blew, and the corners of her clothes fluttered. She said to Wang Qiliang with no expression on her face, "Junior brother, please."

As she spoke, she drew the sword from her waist and pointed the tip of the sword at Wang Qiliang.

Her strength is not weak at all, she is a top-notch warrior, just one step away from becoming a master-level warrior.

Qin Yumo, who was standing below the arena, saw this.

He said to Xu Qiu nervously: "Brother-in-law, this guy is stronger than the previous one. Are you sure he's okay?"

Xu Qiu said calmly: "This guy is only a top-level warrior, and he is no match for Wang Qiliang. As long as he is not at the Grandmaster level, he will not lose."

"But……"

However, it's not just Qin Yumo who is worried.

The disciples around him also became worried.

"Junior Brother Wang, can you help me? Senior Sister Dongfang is our fourth-ranked disciple."

"Yes, Senior Sister Dongfang is only one step away from becoming a Grandmaster. I'm afraid Junior Brother Wang is no match for her."

"It seems that Junior Brother Wang has come to the end."

They all disliked Wang Qiliang.

After all, the strength is there.

Senior Sister Dongfang was brought into the mountain by Elder Ni Taowan when she was five years old, and has been practicing on the mountain ever since. She has practiced for at least seven or eight years longer than Wang Qiliang.

Wang Qiliang looked at Senior Sister Dongfang and swallowed.

"Senior Sister Dongfang..."

He wanted to ask Dongfang Ling to show mercy, but Dongfang Ling did not give him a chance to speak.

She jumped up with her legs nimbly, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and arrived at the arena more than ten feet away in an instant. Holding a female sword, she headed towards Wang Qiliang's heart.

He killed us as soon as he arrived.

Wang Qiliang was so frightened that he quickly dodged, fearing that if he was a step slower, he would be stabbed through by her.

At this time, Xu Qiu shouted: "If you avoid me, you will lose."

His voice was a little abrupt.

Wang Qiliang originally wanted to dodge, but he still listened to his brother-in-law, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he stared at Dongfang Ling.

"Neiguan, Daling, weak points." Xu Qiu reminded again.

Wang Qiliang, who was originally frightened, came back to his senses, stared at Dongfang Ling intently, and said without distraction: "Got it, brother-in-law!"

When the tip of Dongfang Ling’s sword was about to reach Wang Qiliang’s forehead.

Wang Qiliang moved the tip of his sword down three inches and stabbed towards her wrist. If the Dongfang Lingnu Sword continued to stab straight forward, her wrist would definitely be pierced by Wang Qiliang first.

Dongfang Ling, who had been attacking very fiercely, frowned slightly and couldn't help but stop attacking.

With his legs stepping lightly on the ground and a turn to dodge away, Wang Qiliang easily neutralized her fatal move.

When she attacked again, Wang Qiliang calmed down completely and responded calmly to every attack from Dongfang Ling. He was always able to find weaknesses in her swordsmanship and defended like a hedgehog, leaving no one able to do anything about it.

Dongfang Ling's attacks became increasingly chaotic. She had a blank expression on her face, but gradually she bit her red lips. "If you have the guts, attack. Don't be a coward all the time!"

Wang Qiliang said confidently: "Senior Sister, I am your junior brother after all. Isn't attacking the same as committing suicide?"

Although he said the most cowardly words, he did not try to avoid it like before, but faced it head-on.

It's just about gaining experience.

Looking at the disciples around him, he shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Wang, are you still a man? You are so hesitant in a fight!"

"That's right! Be a man and get on with it!"

Face their roar.

Wang Qiliang still turned a deaf ear to her and every time his senior sister attacked, he would look for her weakness.

The disciples around him gnashed their teeth and wanted to slap him in the face.

At the same time, Dongfang Ling's aura gradually became chaotic, especially since Wang Qiliang always found weaknesses at the right time and defended like a tortoise shell, which made Dongfang Ling quite frustrated, so that her attack gradually became disordered.

It takes about half a cup of tea.

Dongfang Ling's attack failed to work, and as she retreated, her steps suddenly went astray.

Wang Qiliang seized the opportunity instantly, and made a sudden attack. Taking advantage of inertia, the long sword in his hand was like a ray of light, heading straight for Dongfang Ling's fair and tender neck.

The back of his heel even tripped over her ankle.

This forced Dongfang Ling to stagger and her steps became disordered. When she came to her senses, she found that the sword was against her neck.

Wang Qiliang smiled foolishly and said excitedly: "Senior Sister, you lost!"

(End of this chapter)