"Stop it! You can tie me with the cultivation of a third-grade immortal, and my soul attack will not work for you, so you won this competition!"

After Xuan Yue finished speaking, she stepped down on the stage. Seeing this, Murong Ningyue was even more curious about Xuan Yue. This woman was so straightforward!

No matter what, Murong Ningyue finally won the first game. At this time, the games on other venues were decided one after another. Yuan Xiaotian stood outside the field early and waited for Murong Lā

When Murong Ningyue saw Yuan Xiaotian, she couldn't help but smile and said, "You'll be over so soon? Don't let me touch you in the next round, otherwise I won't show mercy!"

Yuan Xiaotian smiled bitterly when he heard this, "Actually, I have no comparison. I drew a fourth-grade immortal. When he saw it, I took the initiative to admit defeat!"

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but shout, "This is too unfair, right? Everyone knows that you are powerful, so don't compete and just let you be the first place!"

Seeing Murong Ningyue say this, Yuan Xiaotian can only smile. Of course, Murong Ningyue is joking. If Yuan Xiaotian really meets a fifth- or sixth-grade immortal, those guys will still try their best to fight.

It is a very rare opportunity to be able to fight an opponent that is stronger than you, and it is also of great benefit to your cultivation. These disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect are not fools, so of course they won’t not understand this principle.

Soon the first round of competition had all ended, and the second round of draws also started. Murong Ningyue drew out the jade lottery and opened it and immediately showed an evil smile.

The name on this jade sign is nothing else, but it is He Youming who had provoked her before!

Murong Ningyue was originally thinking about finding an opportunity to teach He Youming a lesson, but who knew that the opportunity was delivered to her door. Murong Ningyue was full of expectations for the next competition at this time.

On the other hand, He Youming was also eager to try. He Youming was burned by Murong Ningyue's extreme warm-tempered fire.

He has always felt that it was his carelessness that gave Murong Ningyue an opportunity to take advantage of it. As long as he was careful and focused, Murong Ningyue would definitely not be his opponent!

This time he finally got the opportunity to prove himself again. He Youming looked at the scar on his palm. Although he later found someone to pick up the broken hand, Ji Wenyan was too powerful. Now his arms are not as flexible as before.

He Youming had already made up his mind. When the competition was over, he must find an opportunity to cut off Murong Ningyue's arm, so that Murong Ningyue could also taste the pain of breaking his arm.

When the two walked on the field, although they had not yet officially fought, a strong smell of gunpowder had spread.

"Murong Ningyue, last time the senior brother protected you and asked you to escape. This time I see if you can still be so lucky!"

He Youming looked at Murong Ningyue and said with a fierce look on his face. He had already been holding his breath and had nowhere to vent his anger. At this time, he was waiting to find the place back from Murong Ningyue.
Chapter completed!