The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Mid-air.

Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Li Qiankun, Shi Lei and others looked at Wang Ping'an on the third ring, and all gave him a thumbs up.

"Junior Brother Wang, great!"

Li Jiaojiao put her hands on her lips, trumpet-shaped, and shouted softly. The other disciples also agreed and praised Wang Ping An.

"Next, your opponent is me!"

At this time, a triple celestial arrogant from the Ju Yuan realm came onto the stage and attracted everyone's attention.

This person's face is like a crown jade, with a strong breath.

At first glance, he knew that he was a good player of the same level.

"Oh, here comes another handsome, charming and suave opponent. Look, his sturdy body, his mighty strength, and his unmatched aura can definitely win this competition!"

Wang Ping An was afraid of losing.

Therefore, as soon as the opponent came up, he started poisoning milk.

"Hmph, I don't want to eat this set!"

Wang Ping'an's opponent pinched the tactics with both hands, and his body surface was quickly enveloped by dozens of light waves, and his defense became extremely strong.

"Wow, your spirit shield looks extremely strong, surely it can't be broken, right?"

Wang Ping'an couldn't resist another wave of poisonous milk.

But his opponent didn't listen at all, pinched with both hands, and a flame bird with a wingspan of ten meters condensed behind him, emitting a billowing heat wave, and rushed towards Wang Ping An.

"Burst Yuandan!"

Wang Ping'an was taken aback, and he randomly grabbed a handful of low-grade Yuandan-level burst pills and threw them out.

Boom boom boom!

A terrifying shock wave bombarded this Tianjiao's shield, smashing it to pieces, and even the flame bird he displayed was blown into flames.

"impossible!"

The young Tianjiao was dumbfounded.

He is the top arrogant of the same rank, and he is also casting a fifth-grade defensive spell. It stands to reason that it should not be possible to be defeated.

But now, it happened to be defeated by Wang Ping'an's large batch of Explosive Yuan Pills, and his heart was full of disbelief.

"Magic Catalogue!"

At this moment, Wang Pingan finally cast his spell.

A picture scroll appeared out of thin air, and a large number of water swords and vines burst out, engulfing the stunned opponent.

boom!

While his opponent was not paying attention, Wang Ping'an threw out three bursting yuan pills and blasted them to the ring.

"Unbelievable!"

After the young man fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he said, "When fighting this person, I feel like I can only play half of my strength. How could this be?"

"Could it be that this body is very strong and can suppress the opponent's performance?"

This is what the young Tianjiao thought in his heart.

"Accepted." At this time, Wang Pingan gave his hand to the young Tianjiao.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Young Tianjiao nodded, and sat aside, turning from a contestant to a crowd of melon eaters.

"What the **** is going on with this disciple of the Misty Sect?"

"I feel that you can't even display half of your usual strength. Is the opponent cheating?"

"It should not be."

Many Tianjiao present noticed Wang Ping'an and started a series of discussions, but to no avail.

Wang Pingan stood on the third ring and continued to guard the ring.

At this time, a beautiful figure wearing a black gauze hat appeared in the sight of everyone, and boarded the eighth ring.

That is the match field corresponding to Juyuan Realm Eightfold.

"It's Mo Ying!"

"It is said that this person's fast sword is of the same rank, and in terms of speed, almost no one is his opponent."

The appearance of Mo Ying immediately caused a sensation.

When the king, Tianjiao, came to challenge, Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, and Qiao Jiaxi triumphed in three games, and they were already well-known all over the world.

"Juyuan Realm Eighth Layer...This cultivation base is growing too fast, right? It's almost catching up with the Jiang Baige of Heavenly Sword King Yizhuang and Sword King Zong!"

"I heard that Jiang Baige and Tiandao Wang Yizhuang have both reached the pinnacle of the Ju Yuan realm and will appear in the 9th ring, but there is no shadow yet, and I don't know if they will come."

"The ring battle lasts for three days and three nights. They should appear on the third day!"

"Really looking forward to it!"

The people eating melons talked a lot.

"Look, Senior Sister Mo is about to challenge the No. 8 Challenger."

Long Tianxing pointed at the ring and shouted, attracting the attention of the disciples of the Misty Sect.

On the ring.

Mo Ying held the scabbard in her left hand, but did not draw her sword.

Her opponent was a white-clothed youth at the eight-fold pinnacle of the Ju Yuan Realm, holding two middle-grade spirit weapon-level darts.

"You don't even draw your sword, do you look down on me?"

The young man in white snorted coldly.

He came from the Leiwu dynasty, was a good player of the same rank, and didn't put the Tianjiao of the Spiritual Kingdom in his eyes.

In his view, Ling Miao Kingdom is only a newly promoted four-star power, and it will take at least a few hundred years to be on a par with the Leiwu Dynasty.

"You don't need a sword to deal with you."

Mo Ying stretched out his right hand, squeezed the sword art in his hand, and gently waved it, and a sharp sword light slashed out at an extremely fast speed.

"Good job!"

The white-clothed youth threw darts with both hands at the same time.

next moment.

Mo Ying's right hand swung lightly, and the sword gas easily changed its direction. It bypassed the white-clothed youth's dart from the side and hovered in front of his eyebrows, only an inch away.

The cold breath made him tremble.

On the other side, Mo Ying was flanked back and forth by two darts, but her figure shook slightly and disappeared.

When she reappeared, she was already standing behind the swordsman in white.

Cang!

The sword roar sounded.

Everyone was almost unable to open their eyes due to the dazzling sword light, and when they came back to their senses, they found Mo Ying and pointed the sword at the back of the white swordsman's head, and sharp auras emerged from the fingertips, like an invincible profit. sword.

"Ok... so fast!"

The swordsman in white swallowed suddenly.

"I surrender!"

He yelled immediately, for fear that Mo Ying would pierce the back of his head with a single finger and die.

"Wow!"

"There is even no room for resistance!"

"The Mo Ying of the Misty Sect is so terrible, he deserves to be the first true disciple in the legend."

Mo Ying's easy victory caused a sensation in the crowd.

The top of the misty peak.

【Zongmen Reputation +763 (Moying)】

【Zongmen Reputation +125 (Wang Pingan)】

Ye Feng found that the system's prompts had changed. Behind the reputation value he obtained, he actually noted who brought the benefits to the sect.

"The system, is it because of the fifth stage mission of the head?"

Ye Feng asked inwardly.

He remembered that the mission requirement of the fifth stage of the head was to lead the Misty Sect to a three-star power and to make his followers famous.

"So, to gain fame, to put it bluntly, it is to see how much prestige value the disciples can bring to the sect?"

Ye Feng understood in seconds.

"Yes." The system replied, "In order to pass the task assessment, the prestige value brought by the disciples must exceed one million."

"hiss!"

Ye Feng was shocked.

At this stage, he is showing great power outside, and he can gain millions or even tens of millions of prestige points at a time.

But who is he?

The head of the Misty Sect Ye, a top powerhouse who once smashed the Void Realm and Soul Dispersion ~www.readwn.com~ At his level, it is not difficult to gain so much prestige.

However, the highest cultivation base of the disciples is not in the Spirit Sea Realm, so relying on these cultivation bases alone will not gain much prestige.

"The fifth stage task is quite difficult!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

His mind moved, and a new system panel interface appeared in front of him.

【Zongmen prestige value (disciple): 1578】

This is the fifth stage of the headmaster mission. After the mission is opened, all the disciples get for the sect are prestige points, which is one million away from the lowest goal, which is a lot short of it.

"It seems that it is a very correct choice to hold the battle between the two countries' arrogance."

Ye Feng whispered.

This competition can speed up the progress of the task!