"I said little girl, just show your face and go down. We all know you." Someone said maliciously, and the people below the audience also started to cheer.

"Your little girl is also called by you. According to your cultivation, you should call me senior." Xuan Ling said something without anger that made the person who had just spoken blush. He told the truth in such a plain tone, and was embarrassed to want to go back to seclusion.

"Little girl, you're so arrogant. It's not easy for you to get a baby at your age. Just go down by yourself. It's not good to be thrown off the stage." A mid-stage Nascent Soul monk said.

"Arrogant, brother, you said it wrong. I am confident. These are two concepts. Moreover, brother, why are you sure that it is not you or someone else who was thrown down?" Xuan Ling looked at the speaker provocatively.

"Okay, I am Wantong, the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and the Dharma cultivation." Wantong jumped onto the arena to report his own home.

"Luo Jiu, early stage of the Nascent Soul, sword cultivator." After Xuan Ling said that, he did not see her take out the spiritual sword.

"Little girl, I heard that you are a casual cultivator. I guess your spirit sword is not of great quality." Wan Tong said provocatively.

"It's not useful to deal with you." It's not that Xuan Ling is not humble. Once a Dharma practice is practiced by physical practice, it is equivalent to being caught in the life gate.

"Arrogant." After Wan Tong finished speaking, he began to recite the mantra, but found that Xuan Ling was already standing in front of him, watching him smiled very brightly, and then kicked Wan Tong off the ring without hesitation.

"Luo Jiu, win one." The referee was surprised and did not forget his job.

"You see clearly, it's so fast."

"I saw the afterimage, how could it be so fast? Could it be that she practiced a fast sword?"

"It shouldn't be, she didn't move her sword."

"Senior Brother Mo, do you see something?" The person next to him asked the man surnamed Mo.

"Look at her feet, it turns out that's the case, it can be used like this." Mo Chenglin looked at Xuan Ling with appreciation. This girl is a talent, not a genius.

"It's really good to use fire spirit power to accelerate the soles of her feet." Mo Chenglin explained further. Xuan Ling was not angry when he looked at the person who told her little secret. She was very good at it.

"I'll come, Qian Yu, a mid-stage cultivator in Nascent Soul." A fat man in a shiny dress came onto the ring and almost blinded Xuan Ling's eyes. How much this man loves money? Look at his whole body shining with golden light, and he looks like he's going to steal it if I have money. With his slightly fat body, he looks like a local rich man's standard, but his eyes flash from time to time, it can be seen that this man is good at using his surface to deceive people.

"Senior, please." Xuan Ling felt that Qian Yu was a little tricky, but there was no big problem.

Qian Yu directly turned on the protection of his body to prevent Xuan Ling from kicking. Wan Tong, who was at a loss, had already found a place with a blue face and waited for Xuan Ling to fail. He was just careless just now.

Qian Yu's spiritual weapon is also very magical. It is actually a copper coin. Although Xuan Ling guessed that the weapon would be this, she thought it was a gold ingot. This spiritual weapon is very interesting. It is like a hidden weapon, and it can be used as a long sword or a whip when combined.

"Xiao Jiu has met his opponent. Qian Yu is a famous figure in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Few people crack his spiritual weapon." Di Ling'er was a little anxious.

"Don't worry, it's just a clown." Qin Zhaoming could see that Xuan Ling was not in a hurry at all, and she was too busy to deal with it, but she just deliberately gave people such an illusion.

Suddenly the copper coins turned into a net, wrapping Xuan Ling inside. Xuan Ling sighed, wasting time, thinking how powerful it was. Although she knew that she concentrated the fire spirit power on her feet for acceleration, she didn't know that Xuan Ling had accelerated. Xuan Ling accelerated and broke through the siege. Qian Yu quickly controlled the copper coins to follow. Suddenly Xuan Ling appeared in front of Qian Yu. Qian Yu's hand movements did not stop, and Xuan Ling suddenly disappeared, "No." Qian Yu didn't have time to stop the action. Due to inertia, his copper coins weapon pushed him out of the ring. Everyone was stunned. He was knocked down by his spiritual weapon. Qian Yu was the first person in ancient times.

"Luo Jiu, two consecutive victories." The referee was stunned for a moment and immediately announced.

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Xuan Ling. I'll go, how could this sword cultivator be so fast? Feng Ling's roots are not as fast as this speed.

"I'll come, Nie Fengying, mid-stage Nascent Soul, fellow Taoist, I'm Feng Linggen, we're competing with who is faster." Nie Fengying said.

"Sorry, this is a ring. This kind of competition is meaningless. However, since Senior Nie has been on the ring, Luo Jiu must do his best to try to get the senior to complete the formalities." Xuan Ling said the angering bloody words.

"Little girl, it's not good to be too arrogant." Nie Fengying narrowed his eyes.

"I've said it, I'm confident." Xuan Ling said confidently. Who dares to compete for the quota with her and slap her in the face to the end.

Nie Fengying quickly left the venue, and the entire arena was filled with Nie Fengying's afterimage.

"Brother Nie's speed is fast again. He just said that girl is not good. He played a big knife in front of experts. Now he met his opponent. It's enough for her to keep her name until now." Someone said.

"Don't worry, that guy came up to show his face. Xiaojiu is not only fast." Qin Zhaoming was not worried at all. The space simulation room has a new function to simulate various cultivators. How could A Ling lose to such a person?

Xuan Ling didn't move, as if she was afraid. Finally, Xuan Ling closed her eyes, thinking that Xuan Ling had given up, so she kept her eyes closed. Xuan Ling moved, intercepted Nie Fengying's action, and directly raised Nie Fengying and threw it out. Nie Fengying reacted quickly and grabbed the edge of the ring. Xuan Ling was in front of him and "suffered". Before Xuan Ling opened her eyes, she made up another kick and threw Nie Fengying out of the ring before she opened her eyes.

"Luo Jiu, three consecutive victories."

At this moment, no one underestimated Xuan Ling. This is the one who can challenge him more than level. He is also super cruel, straightforward and neat, without dragging on the mud.

"This girl's strength is also very terrifying. She grabbed me just now, but I was not stunned, but I couldn't hide it." Nie Fengying looked at the bright woman on the stage with deep fear. Who would have thought that she seemed weak but contained power.

"I remember this girl introduced herself as a sword cultivator, but so far, we have never seen her use a sword." Someone pointed out a fact.

"As soon as I said that, this girl solved three times with speed, and her power was quite exposed. Now this girl felt right and famous in the sect."

"I'll do it, Yang Ning, late stage of Nascent Soul, physical cultivation." A burly man walked onto the ring, his muscles trembled, and when he took a step, the ground on the ring was shaking.

He has met Vajra. Is it because he is deliberately showing his muscles without wearing clothes on his upper body? What's the use? The current female cultivator is not cute, and the young face in the audience is the current taste choice for the female cultivator. Mo Chenglin felt that Xuan Ling looked at him and fell in love with him, but he felt that it was not.

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Good morning, the weather is so good, but unfortunately I still have to go to work~
Chapter completed!