The Refined Man, First Among the Inner Disciples

Chu Huang's strength far surpasses that of a typical Spirit Martial Seventh Stage Realm cultivator.

Otherwise, Feng Yihan wouldn't have placed his hopes on him.

The Desolate River Fist Scripture is even ranked as a high-grade Earth-level martial art.

It is a martial art personally passed down by the Fourth Elder.

Known for its domineering and fierce nature.

But at this moment, on the golden fighting stage...

Chu Huang gradually became somewhat panicked.

The girl opposite him was attacking with such a wild and untamed style that he found it very difficult to cope.

Arakawa's fist technique is domineering.

The opponent, however, responded with an even more aggressive attack.

Simple and direct.

His expression gradually turned grim.

Although this Junior Sister Ling missed last year's sect ranking battle.

But no one has ever questioned her abilities.

A hint of bloodlust appeared in Ling Xiaoxiao's starry eyes.

At this moment, he has emptied his mind of everything, seemingly wanting only to tear his opponent to shreds.

Finally.

An opening was exposed.

Seizing the fleeting opportunity, Ling Xiaoxiao grabbed Chu Huang's arm.

Pull hard.

The scene then unfolded as a bloody, mangled mess.

Chu Huang's arm was forcibly torn off.

Blood was gushing out at that moment.

Ling Xiaoxiao's offensive did not stop.

Instead of pressing their advantage, they left two more bloody holes in their opponent's body with their claws.

"I surrender... I surrender!"

Chu Huang was covered in cold sweat and looked distressed. He roared at the referee outside the barrier.

The referee heard this.

In an instant, he moved swiftly and arrived on the fighting platform, stopping Ling Xiaoxiao from continuing her attack.

Until this moment.

Ling Xiaoxiao stopped, and the bloodshot in her starry eyes gradually faded.

Off the field.

It was completely silent.

Everyone was shocked by what they saw.

Although I knew that Ling Xiaoxiao, being a member of the White Wolf Tribe, possessed some bestial instincts, I never expected her to be so ferocious.

The Great Yan Emperor glanced sideways and said to the eunuch beside him, "This girl is bloodthirsty and ruthless; she cultivates the Dao of Slaughter. She will surely become a force to be reckoned with in the future."

Not only was the Great Yan Emperor shocked.

Li Changtian clapped his hands and laughed, "This young lady should be Sect Leader Chen's personal disciple this year."

The Wine Maniac paid no attention to any of this; he had already curled up in his seat and fallen asleep.

After a brief silence, a commotion erupted from the crowd.

"I hereby declare that I am no longer Senior Sister Ling's protector, because she doesn't need my protection."

"I suggest you immediately release a map showing Ling Shimei's activity routes; I'll definitely avoid those places in the future."

"By the way, Senior Brother Du, do you still want to marry Senior Sister Ling?"

Someone looked at another inner disciple ranked in the top ten and asked.

The disciple known as Senior Brother Du had always aimed to marry Junior Sister Ling.

But at this moment, he unusually shook his head and said, "I think Junior Sister Huang, who just joined the inner sect, is also quite good."

He wisely abandoned his goal.

I was really scared.

Seeing this, Chen Ning also became somewhat uneasy.

This Ling Xiaoxiao is so ruthless.

Moreover, he was a werewolf undercover agent with such a bloodthirsty nature.

If she really becomes number one, what would happen?

But even Chu Huang, who was ranked third in the inner sect last time, was defeated by her. Is there anyone left who can stop her?

"Sect Leader, Ling Xiaoxiao from your peak will be participating in the ranking battle this year. Perhaps she can represent your Vermilion Bird Peak and win first place?"

Cang Yue smiled faintly from the seat next to Chen Ning.

Chen Ning nodded, looking dejected, and said, "Yes, I'm very proud."

Upon hearing this, Cang Yue couldn't help but glance at Chen Ning.

Strangeness.

The sect leader didn't look happy at all.

Meanwhile, after Chu Huang's defeat...

Wind Shadow Sect Feng Yihan Sect, froze on his face.

I was unable to recover for a long time.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

The pieces I painstakingly arranged were used, and I lost the whole game the moment I used them.

This blow was something he couldn't accept for a while.

But in the end, they had to accept reality.

He put on a smile that looked even uglier than a grimace.

He smiled at Chen Ning, who was sitting in a seat some distance away.

Well...

Since the plan failed...

From now on, I can only continue to admire the Dragon-Seeking Sect.

Continue to be the most loyal lackey of the Dragon-Seeking Sect.

Meanwhile, Feng Yihan was pondering what offerings to be made to the treasures of the Dragon-Seeking Sect.

The next match was also underway.

The person who appeared was extremely refined and scholarly.

He was carrying a basket on his back, which was filled with books.

Even after stepping onto the fighting stage, he maintained a detached demeanor.

This person was none other than Jun Wuya, the number one disciple of the inner sect.

To attain enlightenment through literature.

He is also the senior disciple of the Dragon-Seeking Sect.

"After Senior Brother Chu Huang's defeat, the only one who can compete with Senior Sister Ling for first place is probably Senior Brother Jun Wuya."

"Senior Sister Ling is probably no match for him. Senior Brother Jun Wuya has been the top inner disciple for three consecutive years, and he has been in seclusion studying. He's likely even stronger now."

The disciples were discussing it.

At the same time.

The battle on the fighting stage was about to break out.

Their opponent is Qi Feng, who finished second in the inner circle last year.

Skilled in knife work.

And he specializes solely in knives.

Among his disciples, he has the deepest understanding of the way of the sword.

After Chen Ning recited the sacred words that time, his cultivation level improved again.

"Senior Brother Jun, I didn't expect to advance to the final competition so early."

Qi Feng the back of his sword, his face radiating fighting spirit.

This mountain looms large before them.

He also wanted to give it a try.

The sect leader had previously recited sacred words, which brought prosperity to the Spirit Province, and Qi Feng also gained an opportunity for a breakthrough from them.

You've advanced to a minor realm.

This alone has benefited him immensely.

If you can get first place, you can become a disciple of the sect leader.

To become a direct disciple.

Then Qi Feng's future will surely be infinitely bright.

All of this is predicated on defeating the senior disciple in front of him.

In his eyes.

Only his senior brother Jun Wuya, was an opponent he was worthy of his full effort to defeat.

Others.

He doesn't even care about them.

Including Ling Xiaoxiao has shone brightly today.

She was absent last year, and has rarely appeared in the sect this year.

I missed the grand vow the sect leader made that day.

What you miss is a tremendous fortuitous opportunity.

But Qi Feng was different.

He seized this fortuitous opportunity and made further progress in the art of the sword.

If Ling Xiaoxiao had participated in the ranking battle last year, Qi Feng might have felt that he was no match for her.

But this year.

After receiving that fortuitous opportunity from the sect leader.

He felt that even if he faced Jun Wuya, he was not without a chance of victory.

"Junior Brother Qi, have you been reading anything lately?"

Jun Wuya raised the corner of his mouth, but instead of rushing to accept the challenge, he asked this question.

Qi Feng frowned slightly and said, "Junior brother is ignorant. He only knows how to wield a sword and never reads books, only sword manuals."

"Alas... 'Books hold the secrets of beauty and wealth,' Junior Brother, you must read more books in the future..."

Jun Wuya took a book from his basket and handed it over.

"This book was written by a wise man of the past and will be of great help to you. I'd like to lend it to you so you can have a look."

Qi Feng, however, did not accept it. Instead, he said somewhat angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, Senior Brother. Several important figures are looking forward to our contest. This is not a place for studying."

After speaking, a slight burst of sword energy flickered, directly knocking the book out of Jun Wuya's hand.

"Rude!"

Jun Wuya shook his head, knowing his junior brother's quick temper.

I really want to make a name for myself by overcoming my own limitations.