The exchange match came as scheduled, and the Lingyun Town Square was crowded with people watching the match early in the morning.

"Who do you think will win this exchange competition?"

"Of course it's Lingyun Sect! Who hasn't heard of the names Shangguan Hao and Ling Qian'er?"

"This is not necessarily true. It is said that Meng Wushuang of Lingtian Sect is also very powerful!"

"I also think Lingyun Sect has the advantage!"

...

On the high platform directly in front of the arena, the sect leaders and several elders of the two sects were present. There were also many leaders of other forces, such as the heads of large families from several surrounding towns, who also came to watch the battle today.

The disciples of Ling Tian Sect gathered on the left side of the arena, and everyone from Qi Tianfeng gathered around Lu Qing.

"Senior Brother Lu, you have to work hard when we go on stage later!"

"Only Shangguan Hao and Ling Qian'er of Lingyun Sect are worth watching. Who among the others is Senior Brother Lu's opponent?"

"That's right, maybe the key battle will depend on you, senior brother!"

Lu Qing raised his head confidently when he heard this. Looking at the whole sect, he was the only one qualified to be the third contestant. As for Qin Zhan... a young boy who had just emerged, how had he ever seen such a big scene?

Ling Zhen glanced at Wei Xuan and Meng Wushuang behind Yan Junlin, and curled his lips and said: "Brother Yan, your Ling Tian Sect has only confirmed two people to participate in the battle so far. Is it possible that you really can't choose more people?"

"Aren't there only two people behind you? The trump card always comes last, right?"

While speaking, Yan Junlin also glanced at Shangguan Hao and Ling Qian'er behind Ling Zhen.

"I heard that Chu Ming is in the Lingtian Sect now. When did your sect get the hobby of picking up trash?"

"This is hard to say. Maybe I have the ability to turn waste into treasure?"

"Really? Then I'll wait and see!"

Before the game even started, the two sect leaders were already secretly fighting each other.

Chu Ming, who the two were talking about, was standing behind the crowd with Qin Zhan and Xiao Yu'er. Qin Zhan was holding several large bags of snacks, and Xiao Yu'er would take a piece of it and put it in his mouth from time to time, chewing it like a little hamster.

stop.

"Junior Brother Chu, who do you think Lingyun Sect will send first?" the little girl asked vaguely, her cheeks moving.

"Ling Qian'er!"

Chu Ming replied very confidently.

"Why?"

"Because she is the weakest."

Although I don’t know who the third person from Lingyun Sect is to participate in the battle, I guess he is a temporary foreign aid. It is related to the enrollment of Donghua College, and his strength is definitely not weaker than Shangguan Hao.

Just as Chu Ming expected, as soon as the gongs and drums on the arena sounded, Ling Qian'er, dressed in a fiery red dress, jumped up with a sword in hand, raised her hands to the high platform and said: "Ling Yun Sect Ling Qian'er, who can come up and give me advice?"

Yan Junlin's mouth curved slightly, and he turned around and said, "Wei Xuan, this battle——"

"Sect Master, I'm going!"

Meng Wushuang suddenly rushed to speak, with a firm look in her clear eyes.

"With Wei Xuan's strength, it's still——"

"Sect Master, Wushuang invites you to fight!"

Meng Wushuang suddenly knelt down with his fists clasped.

Chu Ming, who was in the audience, saw this scene from a distance. Although he couldn't hear the conversation between the two from a distance, he had a rough guess. Obviously, the sect leader wanted Wei Xuan to fight, and win the victory steadily first.

But Meng Wushuang insisted on fighting Ling Qianer.

Seeing the firmness and persistence in his daughter's eyes, Yan Junlin couldn't help but think of another beautiful figure who also liked to wear a white dress, and finally nodded and said: "Go, be careful!"

Ayao...our daughter has grown up and has her own ideas and persistence!

"Thank you, Master!"

Meng Wushuang's face lit up with joy, and he jumped onto the ring.

The two women each took their own side, with the same stunning appearance and the same heroic appearance. The two most beautiful flowers in the two sects will soon meet in battle. The crowd watching the battle could not hold back, and the sound of admiration and cheers resounded throughout the square.

"Junior Sister Meng, please!"

Swish——

Ling Qian'er just pretended to make a gesture, but Meng Wushuang directly pulled out the long sword and started to attack.

Ling Qian'er's expression changed suddenly, and she hurriedly dodged several attacks before finding a chance to pull out her sword. Her rhythm was disrupted and she was at a disadvantage from the beginning of the battle.

"Brother Yan, are all of you Lingtian Sect people so ungraceful?" Ling Zhen frowned and said coldly.

"It's up to you!" Yan Junlin curled his lips indifferently. He knew that his daughter had been getting closer and closer to that boy Chu Ming recently, and he didn't need to think about it to know that he insisted on going on stage just to stand up for that boy.

tone.

They thought that the battle between the two proud girls of heaven would be a stalemate, but no one expected that the situation would turn out to be one-sided. Ling Qian'er had just broken through to the high level of the Xuan Realm, but Meng Wushuang had already entered the spiritual realm. It seemed that

A thin line separates them, but their strengths are worlds apart!

After exchanging more than twenty moves, Meng Wushuang's graceful figure suddenly rose into the air, and the sword shadow fell sharply as her wrists flew. Ling Qian'er tried to avoid it in a panic, and tried her best to neutralize the sword energy.

"Junior Sister Meng, do you need to press on so hard?"

Taking advantage of Meng Wushuang's approach, Ling Qian'er blocked the attack with a horizontal sword and asked with a cold face.

"You know exactly what Chu Ming has done!"

"For that trash? Junior Sister Meng is really discerning!"

"Since you despise him, I will use the sword skills he taught me to send you off stage!"

The sword technique he taught?

Ling Qian'er was knocked back by a sword, and she was still digesting this sentence in her heart. Meng Wushuang had already tapped her toes and stood in the void. The sword in her right hand seemed to be simply formed in a circle in front of her body, but the aura around her was like a brain.

Rushing towards the sword.

"The Falling Rain Sword Technique!"

Meng Wushuang let out a soft drink, and the dense sword shadows fell like a gust of wind. The sword energy whistling from all directions made it impossible for Ling Qian'er to avoid it!

The figures on the high platform stood up one after another at the same time, looking at the sword energy surging below, their eyes widened with shock!

"Qian'er, be careful!"

Ling Zhen's face changed drastically, and he flew down to the ring regardless of the rules. Although he immediately pulled Ling Qian'er away to block most of the attacks, a lot of sword energy still hit his right shoulder, causing the sound of bones shattering and the woman screaming.

sounded at the same time.

Ling Qian'er, who was held in Ling Zhen's arms, turned pale. The entire right hand was strangled by the sword energy, and its bones and meridians were shattered and limp. Even if it could be cured, it would definitely affect her future martial arts practice.

"What a vicious girl, damn it!"

"Sect Master Ling, are you trying to intimidate our disciples? You broke the rules in the competition and you still want to bully the small ones?"

Yan Junlin also flew down to the ring and stood in front of Meng Wushuang.

Ling Zhen's eyes gradually narrowed, and after looking at Yan Junlin for a while, his expression suddenly became strange, and he said loudly: "Yes, my Lingyun Sect lost this competition. I didn't expect this little girl to actually practice a set of skills."

First-class combat skills! Qian'er was not unjustly defeated!"

Yan Junlin's expression changed drastically!

Earth level combat skills?
Chapter completed!