Fairy, would you like to discuss the truth with me?

Chapter 109 Come on stage

Concubine Leng Qing turned her head and glanced at Su Xuan with an angry look on her face, but she didn't resist and just looked at her silently.

Fortunately, Su Xuan's face was not that thick. Instead of letting go, he showed signs of searching upwards.

"Don't move." In front of the public, how could Concubine Leng Qing let Su Xuan be so bold? She patted his hand, and after controlling him, she said softly: "Kong Yu will win."

"Really?" Su Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked at the situation on the field.

At this moment, the court did not show a one-sided situation. Both sides were still in a state of anxiety. Basically, Kong Yu chased, Zhu Qiong retreated, and while retreating, he threw a few flying knives.

However, although Kong Yu could not catch up with him, and the sword energy he threw could not hit Zhu Qiong, after all, his cultivation was still far superior. Once he got close, Zhu Qiong would definitely be defeated.

The two sides were going back and forth, and from time to time the flying knives collided with the sword energy, making the sound of spiritual energy colliding.

Soon, there were nearly twenty flying knives on the stage.

"I want to see how many flying knives you can throw out." Kong Yu was a little upset by this dog-walking tactic and gritted his teeth.

These flying knives did not directly crack when they collided with the sword energy, and even occasionally left scratches on his sword, which was absolutely extraordinary.

Because of this, the number of these flying knives cannot be unlimited...

Thinking of this, Kong Yu gradually calmed down and no longer pursued hard, but consumed Zhu Qiong's flying knife bit by bit.

Zhu Qiong also knew what Kong Yu was thinking, but there was no trace of panic on his face, and he still looked calm and composed.

Soon, all the flying knives in his sleeves were thrown out.

"I want to see how you are going to hide next!" Kong Yu said coldly, then swung his sword suddenly, and three sword shadows instantly appeared in the air, all attacking Zhu Qiong.

Zhu Qiong finally used the pair of lavender daggers in his hands. He flicked them casually, and the two daggers were like boomerangs, colliding with three sword shadows on the way.

After this wave of collision, all three sword shadows dissipated, but the two daggers also fell directly to the ground.

Kong Yu seized this opportunity, activated his sword intent, and directly locked onto Zhu Qiong. Just when he was about to attack Zhu Qiong directly, he saw the opponent's right hand pulled back.

In an instant, twenty-eight flying knives that fell to the ground began to shake and fly rapidly in mid-air, but the tips of the knives were pointed at Kong Yu invariably.

The next moment, they all rushed towards Kong Yu.

Feeling the killing intent from the flying knife, Kong Yu did not show any panic, activated his sword intent, and rushed forward.

As long as he defeats the opponent before he is knocked down, he will still be the winner of this fight.

When the cold light rushed towards Zhu Qiong, twenty-eight flying knives also rushed towards the rainbow light.

Fourteen of the flying knives hit the rainbow light first and were instantly shaken away. After Zhu Qiong realized his mistake, he quickly gave up the attack of the other fourteen flying knives and blocked them in front of him.

Fourteen flying knives rotated rapidly, forming a shield. The shield was not big, but it blocked the path of the rainbow light.

The piercing rainbow light struck the shield...

The remaining fourteen flying knives were instantly knocked apart, but part of the power of the sword was still reduced. Zhu Qiong knew that there was not enough time for him to use his skills at this moment, so he simply concentrated all his magic power in front of him.

"boom."

After a crisp sound, Zhu Qiong flew out of the ring. Before he could fall to the ground, he was caught by the patrolling elders around him.

Kong Yu stopped and was about to receive the cheers that a winner should enjoy when a purple light penetrated his body from the back.

Zhu Qiong just controlled not only the twenty-eight flying knives that landed on the ground, but also the two purple daggers... And during the flight, the two purple daggers gradually overlapped and converged into a purple light. Kong Yu was only focused on dealing with Zhu Qiong in front of him, but he ignored the opponent’s backup plan...

Another elder hurriedly came on stage, fed Kong Yu a healing elixir, and then nodded towards a distant mountain peak that reached into the sky.

There was already a commotion in the audience at this moment.

"Who wins? It should be Senior Brother Kong Yu."

"It's Senior Brother Kong Yu. The disciple from Changfeng Pavilion was kicked out first, so he has already lost."

"But his injuries are less severe than those of Senior Brother Kong Yu. No matter how you calculate it, Senior Brother Kong Yu is at a greater disadvantage."

"This is a competition. According to the rules in the arena, Senior Brother Kong Yu wins."

……

On the main peak in the distance...

Four old men with fair hair and childlike faces were sitting in the pavilion, watching the competition between the disciples below.

"Hahaha, Brother Feng's disciples are really not bad, and their methods are so sophisticated. If it weren't for bad luck, they might not be able to win this game." The head of the Shangqing Sect stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful."

"Hey, what the ancient sect leader said is wrong. Your disciple named Kong is the most powerful one. At such a young age, his sword is already so sharp. His future prospects are limitless." Naturally, the master of Changfeng Pavilion also had a business talk. Bullshit.

Although he lost the competition, the Wind Pavilion Master always had a smile on his face.

Although according to the rules of the competition, they lost, but if it was a life-and-death fight outside, it would be hard to say whether they would win or lose.

What's more, Zhu Qiong is much younger than Kong Yu, and his cultivation level is also a little lower. It's already quite good to be able to fight like this.

If another ten years pass, I am afraid that this disciple of the Shangqing Sect will not be able to touch the corners of his clothes... Master Feng Pavilion took a sip of hot tea and nodded with satisfaction.

As for the ancient sect leader, although he was smiling, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Now that most of the true successors of the Shangqing Sect are dead, Kong Yu is already the leader, and now he can only win on the surface. According to Junior Brother Zhantian, this is also a proud and arrogant person, and there may be some twists and turns... …The ancient sect leader removed the deep look from his brows and continued to watch the fight of the juniors in the audience.

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"Next, No. 2 versus No. 18."

Su Xuan, who was sitting in the audience, suddenly heard his corresponding No. 2, and was startled. Then he stood up and jumped, landing firmly on the stage.

He didn't expect that it would be his turn so early today.

If possible, he would like to see how other disciples play first, but there is no big problem in playing at this moment.

After a breath, a young man holding an ink pen in one hand stood opposite him. It was obvious that he was a disciple of Mo Yuanzong.

It is said that the disciples of Mo Yuanzong can kill enemies with words, and there are even disciples who can write poems and make them come true, with extremely sophisticated methods.

The young man has handsome features, red lips and white teeth, like a scholar from a wealthy family. He slightly cupped his hands and said, "Mo Yuanzong, Guan Wen."

"Shangqing Sect, Su Xuan."

Without any delay, the two of them rushed towards each other in the next second.

(I’m not feeling well and my condition is very bad, so I’ll transition to two chapters first)

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