Things seemed to be developing in the direction Bai Feng expected.
Ye Tang continuously took out his almost endless hidden weapons and threw them at Luo Chen. Even though Luo Chen had mastered the ruthless sword technique, he still suffered serious injuries from the attacks of the hidden weapons.
But Ye Tang was not much better. He had many sword wounds on his body, and some of the wounds even had sword energy raging in them, as if he was being bitten by insects.
Luo Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood with his sword in hand. The sword energy on his body began to rise: "Big Brother, you are obsessed with calculations and hidden weapons every day. I am afraid you have already forgotten the core concept of the Tianjian Sect? Can you still lift the sword now?"
"Shut the fuck up, I haven't lost yet!"
Ye Tang's eyes were red and he was panting heavily. He couldn't accept that he was forced into such a miserable state by a bootlicker, and he couldn't accept that a trace of fear actually emerged in his heart.
No, he was not afraid. He was the eldest senior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He had to win this battle! !
After saying that, he raised his sword, and at the same time, the hidden weapon under the sword flew straight towards Luo Chen.
"You can't defeat me with just these little tricks, Big Brother, you lose!"
The hidden weapon was shattered by the scattered sword energy on the way. At this moment, Luo Chen's sword power reached its peak.
"cut!"
The long sword continued to grow larger in Ye Tang's eyes, like an insurmountable mountain. All his methods were useless in front of the mountain.
His body trembled, and he used up his last bit of strength to raise his sword to block.
But at this moment, the sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not lift the sword.
Is it true that I can no longer lift the sword?
At the moment the sword fell, this was the only thought left in Ye Tang's mind.
In the end, Luo Chen's sword was stopped by the elder. After all, this was a competition, not a life-and-death duel.
But Ye Tang's legs went limp and he fell to the ground. He closed his eyes without knowing when and fell into a coma.
Luo Chen did not expect to defeat him in the sect competition. After he achieved his goal, he used his last bit of strength to bow to the elder and said, "Thank you for stopping me, elder. I was too serious."
The elder stroked his beard cheerfully and said, "Swords have no eyes. It is inevitable that we cannot stop ourselves in a competition. Otherwise, what are we doing here? Watching a show? Okay, you should also go down and have a rest."
Although he had also heard that Zixiao Peak's... cough, Zixiao Peak's Luo Chen had changed, but when he saw him today he found that he had become a little bigger.
But it’s a good thing. Our Tianjian Sect will have another sword genius.
It’s time to change the eldest senior brother of Tianjian Sect.
Many elders had previously pointed out that Ye Tang did not practice sword skills but was instead obsessed with hidden weapons, which was not in line with the name of the Tianjian Sect. However, due to the lack of a suitable candidate, the matter was delayed. Now it can be considered.
Luo Chen nodded, and as his tense mind relaxed, he quickly felt weak. His feet went soft, and just as he was about to faint, the elder lifted him up with his spiritual power.
At the same time, before he fell into coma, he heard the elder urgently calling for the people from Danfeng to come over and treat him quickly.
On the other side, Bai Feng withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and looked at the notification that popped up from the system in silence.
[Ding, it was detected that the Son of Luck was used by the host as a tool to target other Sons of Luck, and successfully knocked another Son of Luck to the ground and humiliated him severely. Reward: Luck Value +1000, Breakthrough to Golden Core Cultivation (can be claimed by yourself), Sword Fragment +1. ]
[Ding, the host's luck value has exceeded 1000, and the name display function is enabled. 】
grass!
Why is Ye Tang, the son of luck, such a loser? Try harder! At least fight for a draw! We are almost there!
Damn it! My hatred value has increased again!
When Bai Feng cursed Ye Tang that he would step on dog shit when he went out, the second competition began.
However, there was no suspense in the subsequent competition. Ye Tang was seriously injured and unconscious, and Luo Chen fainted. Both of them lost their ability to fight.
Without other sons of luck, other Jindan stage disciples were no match for Bai Yumo. The power of the immortal bone finally began to show in the Jindan stage.
"Brother, I got first place!"
After the competition, Bai Yumo couldn't wait to trot to Bai Feng's side, looking forward to being praised.
"Yeah, that's great, I knew you could do it."
Bai Feng was in a bad mood after being hit by a thousand points of luck, but facing the expectant Bai Yumo, he couldn't ignore her, so he subconsciously reached out and touched her head.
After touching it, they realized something was wrong. Not to mention that they were no longer children, this happened in public, under the eyes of other people, which was really inappropriate.
He looked down and saw that Bai Yumo's face had indeed turned red, but she didn't seem to be trying to stop it.
Bai Feng pretended to know nothing and took his hand back. He coughed lightly and said, "Okay, it's my turn to play next. You should go and rest after you finish playing."
"Um……"
Bai Yumo lowered her head and made a mosquito-like sound.
Hehehe~ My brother started to touch my head again...
Although she was very shy, she also noticed that Bai Feng was not in a good mood - could it be that Bai Feng saw her fighting and thought of his ordinary cultivation talent?
As expected, Bai Feng still cares a lot about his talent, right?
What should I do?
Bai Yumo began to ponder.
…
"Hello!"
A voice sounded and Bai Feng turned to look.
After setting up the formation, Su Lanqian not only did not clean and comb her hair, but she looked even more haggard than in the previous few days.
Her long hair had lost its luster and was not combed. She was not wearing a pretty skirt, but a very plain green robe. The heavy dark circles under her eyes made people worry that she would faint.
“I will win!”
She reached out and grabbed Bai Feng's shoulders, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, like a tiger or leopard eyeing its prey.
There seemed to be a hint of madness deep in those tired eyes.
Bai Feng looked at Su Lanqian like this and suddenly felt that it was pointless to argue with her.
"If you feel better if I lose, then..."
"Stop joking!" Su Lanqian interrupted him, and she grabbed Bai Feng's collar with even more force, "Compete with me fairly, I will defeat you, and I will prove that I will always be above you!"
“…Then do your best.”
Bai Feng reached out and held Su Lanqian's slender wrist, pulling her hand away from his collar.
This guy must have some inner demon!
At the same time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, isn't this too fragile? How can one reach the peak of immortality with such a mentality?
But if you think about it carefully, it's like a programming expert being crushed by someone who is considered a junior high school student. It's really not easy to accept.
Su Lanqian didn't seem to regain her sanity. She took a few steps back, then turned around and rushed towards Bai Feng's formation.
Without waiting for Liu Meng to start, he rushed in.
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