The last time Xueling met, he felt that Ye Jingxian was different. She had a feeling that this championship would fall on a disciple named Bai Han. I don’t know why she felt this way.

As the names and numbers were pronounced, Xueling smiled and said.

"Okay, remember everything, right? The number I read below will go on stage to compete. The competition begins now, and no deadly action is allowed. There are no other restrictions. The competition begins. Number 1 and number 2 will go on stage."

As Xue Ling finished reading the number, two slender figures jumped up from the audience. The woman always paid attention to her own image. The two jumped up not as direct as the man, but turned around in the air like dancing before falling down, like two butterflies.

The first disciple is named Chen Yan, who looks about fifteen years old, and Qian Jingjing, the second disciple, looks a few years older than her.

"Please give me advice." After the two came on stage, they saluted each other and took out their weapons.

Most women use swords, after all, only swords are the most suitable for female monks. The two of them draw out their long swords, exuding spiritual energy, and then rushing up at the same time.

Ye Jingxian looked at the two of them with an admirational attitude.

"Although the posture and movements look good, they are full of flaws and are too slow." She just looked at it and shook her head in her heart. She felt that this was boring.

The monks in the Qi training realm don’t have any very powerful magic, they all rely on simple swordsmanship and mana fighting. Xue Ling looked at the battle between the two and shook her head speechlessly.

In the end, Chen Yan defeated Qian Jingjing.

When Ye Jingxian observed the people below, he found that there were several girls who looked disdainful of people in the stands. These people were generally people with practical experience. Sure enough, when they were reading No. 3 and No. 4, a cold woman jumped gently on the stage without any fancy, like a leaf. The woman looked at her opponent and said disdainfully.

"You admit defeat, you can't win me." The woman called Xiao Lengyue and her opponent was Athena Chu.

Athena Chu said a little angry when Xiao Lengyue said this.

"This sister is quite confident in speaking. She doesn't know how strong she is, so she looks at the sword." After that, he was about to take action.

But she raised her hand, but she instantly asked him to stop for a moment. She saw a long sword emitting cold light pressing against her throat, interrupting her movements, which made her frightened, too fast.

Xueling looked at Xiao Lengyue with admiration.

"I said that sword technique is used to kill people, not to perform. Learn more useful things when practicing combat." Xiao Lengyue said.

When Athena Chu heard this, she smiled helplessly.

"Thank you for your advice from senior sister, I'll admit defeat."

The disciples off the court blushed by Xiao Lengyue's words. Many people had not experienced practical battles, so they made up their minds when Xiao Lengyue said this. They would play in a regular game later. This is a reminder.

As the game ended one after another, Xiao Lengyue's reminder improved the entire combat level, and no one was using some fancy moves.

No. 39 and No. 40 came on stage. As Xue Ling read the number, two white figures immediately flew to the stage. Ye Jingxian looked at the two of them and frowned and said.

"There's a good show."

The number 39 is named Luo Mei, and the number 40 is named Shangguan Ling. Both of them frowned and looked at each other. They could feel each other's breath.

"Please give me advice." The two of them drew their swords and said

But these two people were surprised, and they made moves as soon as they made moves.

Luo Mei shouted in a low voice.

"Snow is flying all over the sky."

She raised her sword and thought of Shangguan Ling, and the sword energy rushed towards Shangguan Ling like countless snowflakes.

And Shangguan Ling is naturally not willing to be outdone.

"Kill the heart." Shangguan Ling held the long sword in his hand like a stringed bow and arrow, carrying a white light that stabbed Luo Mei at the sword energy.

"No." Luo Mei hurriedly dodged when she saw this move. Sure enough, Shangguan Ling broke through her sword skills and stabbed her directly at the position she had just occupied.

The two began to fight together, and you and I did not give in to each other. The female disciples below were screaming.

And Xueling thought to herself.

"This year, there are still a few good seedlings."

Time passed slowly and the two of them didn't know how many rounds they fought, but they still didn't decide the outcome. Xueling wouldn't let them continue to fight. After almost a hundred rounds, she stopped them and said.

"Stop, you two have advanced." The two were quite dissatisfied when they heard this, and looked at each other with dissatisfaction.

Women are no worse than men's fight, and Ye Jingxian is speechless.

"Is this a draw?"

Another game ended, and finally Ye Jingxian was finally here.

As Xue Ling finished the 49th and 50th, Ye Jingxian suddenly became energetic and walked onto the arena. Ye Jingxian was dressed in a very female style at this time.

His opponent is a female monk who practices Qi and is the most powerful person. The other party is Qin Yiran. He is not the kind of fancy fists and embroidered skills. He is still quite powerful and can be felt from his breath.

Qin Yiran drew out his long sword and said.

"Please give me advice." Ye Jingxian clasped his fists and gave him a greeting. His actions made some girls below laugh.

"This sister is very interesting." Qin Yiran looked strange.

"Where is your weapon?" she added.

This question stunned Ye Jingxian.

"weapon?"

"Yes? Fighting, don't you use weapons? You have bare hands and fists. If you win, I will be invincible." Qin Yiran said.

Ye Jingxian also roughly understood what she meant.

"Oh, this, my body is a weapon." Ye Jingxian said with a little domineering attitude.

"Well? Well, look at the sword, half moon slash." Qin Yiran didn't want to say anything more, she directly threw out a moon-shaped sword energy and rushed towards Ye Jingxian.

Ye Jingxian could clearly see that this was testing her.

"Test me?" Ye Jingxian shook his head and stretched out his hand to grab the sword light, then squeezed it hard and turned into spiritual power and dissipated into the sky.

This scene surprised the disciples, crushing the sword light with bare hands?

"Stop trying, use all your strength, otherwise you won't beat me."

Xueling looked at Ye Jingxian weirdly and said to herself.

"How do you feel like a man?"

All the female disciples looked at Ye Jingxian with a look of seeing a ghost, and even the somewhat capable female disciples looked at Ye Jingxian very cautiously.

Seeing that her move was crushed by one of the opposite hands, Qin Yiran immediately became fully focused and used her move without saying a word.

"Three combos in the Cang Yue." Qin Yiran used a new move. For a moment, her voice rushed towards Ye Jingxian as if it was illusory, and Ye Jingxian punched Qin Yiran straight, but when she was about to touch her, she suddenly penetrated through Qin Yiran's body.

"Yo? Fantasy?" Just when Ye Jingxian was surprised.

A illusory figure appeared in front of her again, and the other party stabbed Ye Jingxian again, but this time Ye Jingxian was not fooled. She ignored the phantom in front of her and turned around and had a palm. The next moment, a figure had just appeared behind Ye Jingxian, but a delicate palm came towards her, and Qin Yiran was stunned.
Chapter completed!