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Chapter 17: I'm sorry, I forfeited my strength(1/2)

this……

Just lose?

Cao Qintian's face became extremely ugly.

Wang Ming, who was regarded as a genius and monster in their sect, was actually defeated with one move, and his face was slapped.

Just now, they boasted that Wang Ming could challenge him through a higher level, but in the end, he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Emperor Cao, if you can't defeat this disciple in your sect even with his realm, how can you talk about transcending the ranks?"

Zhang Shanfeng said with a smile.

Cao Qintian held his jade flute tightly with one hand and had an ugly smile on his face.

"There have not been many challengers to the higher level in the past and present. It is reasonable for my disciple to fail. Besides, losing today is not a bad thing."

These words actually made everyone in the Haotian Sect chuckle. Just now they were bragging about how their disciples left, and now they started to defend themselves.

This Cang Lei Cave Heaven really doesn’t want to suffer a loss.

Cao Qintian glanced at everyone in the Haotian Sect and said with a smile: "It's better to have the second game. The competition between disciples in the foundation building period is the highlight."

After saying that, he winked at Elder Yunfu.

Elder Yunfu singled out a high-level Foundation Establishment disciple among the many disciples.

"Plum Spear Soldier, are you sure of winning?"

The Earth Walker, who was called the Plum Spear Soldier, stepped out and said proudly: "Elder, don't worry, this disciple will never lose."

Su Fan glanced at the plum spear soldier and felt happy in his heart.

Nothing wrong? That’s why I got this name...

So atmospheric.

Why don't you find an old iron Liuliuliu to compete with him?

Zhang Shanfeng looked at the plum spear soldier entering and felt a little unsure. The highest foundation-building disciples in the Haotian Sect were only at the mid-level, so it would be difficult to win against the high-level ones.

I'm afraid they are going to lose this game.

"Disciple Fang Qingming is willing to compete with fellow Taoist Mei!"

One of the Haotian Sect disciples took a step forward, his eyes full of determination.

Since Fang Qingming came back from Bixia City last time, he broke through to the intermediate level of foundation building with the help of dragon blood and dragon meat. Facing the high-level plum spear soldiers of foundation building was really a bit reluctant.

However, there are not many intermediate foundation-building disciples in the sect, and most of them have no actual combat experience. On the contrary, Fang Qingming and the others have killed many fish monsters in Bixia City, and their strength is relatively stable.

Zhang Shanfeng turned to look at Su Fan and asked, "Uncle Master, look..."

"It's okay, let Fang Qingming try it. Anyway, if you lose, you won't lose, if you win, you will make money." Su Fan said with a smile on his face.

Now the initiative lies with their Haotian Sect. Even if Fang Qingming loses, it is just a draw.

Zhang Shanfeng:......

Uncle Master said it very straightforwardly, but it didn't sound like there was anything wrong with it.

Xiao Jixiang's victory has already made their Haotian Sect profitable, so it is not a bad thing for Fang Qingming to play.

"allow!"

Fang Qingming heard it correctly, chuckled and went on the field, looking at the plum spear soldiers opposite with an indifferent expression.

When Cao Qintian saw that the person from Haotian Sect was a mid-level foundation builder, the smile on his face became brighter and he felt confident in his heart.

Isn't it just a joke to go from high-level foundation building to mid-level foundation building?

The plum spear soldier glanced at Fang Qingming and sneered: "Fellow Daoist Fang, my actions are not serious. You have to be careful."

"please!"

Fang Qingming raised his hand and saluted, but he was not in a hurry to make the first move.

The plum spear soldier's eyes were full of sarcasm, and the sword in his hand was inserted into the ground.

"No need to use weapons against you!"

After saying this, he raised his hand

When he pressed the magic formula, spiritual energy surrounded his body, turning into a tiger and rushing out in response.

Fang Qingming's face was indifferent, he raised his hand and fired three magic spells, golden light appeared in his hand, and he directly stopped the attacking tiger.

"It's interesting, but you'd better step aside!"

"Fantasy Beast Jue!"

The plum spear soldiers took action again, and strange beast heads appeared on the left and right hands, which were ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing that the opponent wanted to fight with him hand to hand, Fang Qingming immediately withdrew his hands and retreated to defense.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The two of them exchanged moves, and the plum spear soldier's expression became ugly.

He actually couldn't suppress Fang Qingming, and couldn't even take advantage of him.

Fang Qingming struck with a palm and drove the plum spear soldiers away.

The plum spear soldier also took three or four steps back. When he saw the sword stuck on the ground, he pulled it out.

"bass!"

The sword is unsheathed!

A black spiritual sword slowly emerged from behind him, and the temperature in the entire venue suddenly dropped.

"With this strike of my sword, you will clearly see the difference between you and me!"

Inside the venue, a black sword shadow flew, extremely sharp, heading straight for Fang Qingming.

Fang Qingming's face was calm, and he did not let go of the plum spearman's spiritual sword at all. The pair of jade bracelets on his wrists emitted a dazzling green light.

"laugh!"

The shadow of the sword flew past, and the plum spear soldier was already behind Fang Qingming. He turned his wrist and the black sword energy gathered in the air, hanging above Fang Qingming's head.

"The Secret Sword Technique!"

"fall!"

The sword finger in the plum spear soldier's hand suddenly swung down, and the black giant sword in mid-air was pulled and crashed down.

In a flash of lightning, Fang Qingming's jade bracelet vibrated wildly, and his entire body disappeared in an instant.

"A dream for a thousand years!"

Fang Qingming's cold shout came from the venue, and everything stopped for a moment. The tip of the black giant sword was on the ground, unable to fall even a cent.

The plum spear soldier's expression changed drastically, and it was already too late to fight back.

I saw Fang Qingming slowly walking up to the plum spear soldier, using his hand as a knife to hold the plum spear soldier's throat, his eyes were extremely clear.

"you lose!"

Suddenly, the entire Haotian Sect was in an uproar.

"Senior Brother Fang is so awesome. He defeated the advanced Foundation Establishment with the Intermediate Foundation Establishment!"

"I'm afraid this Plum Spear Soldier doesn't know that Senior Brother Fang's master is the weapon-refining elder of our Haotian Sect."

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Fang is someone who has experienced together with Senior Uncle, not everyone can win."

"..."

Cao Qintian's face was ashen and he said coldly: "Sect Master Zhang, this game shouldn't be counted. Your disciple only won with a spiritual weapon. If we were to fight head-on, he would lose."

"Pfft..."

Su Fan was happy when he heard this.

"Emperor Cao, right? Are you still shameless?"

Su Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "The Plum Spear Soldier has a high level of foundation building and also uses a spiritual weapon. It should be normal for my nephew Fang to win with a spiritual weapon. Could it be that this competition can only be done by you Cang Lei Cave Heaven using a spiritual weapon?

"

"You..." Cao Qintian paused for a moment, waved his hand and said coldly: "That's it, we lose this time!"

This time they, Cang Lei Cave Sky, lost with no face left.

In the Qi refining stage, the opponent won with one move, and in the foundation building stage, the victory was decided by several moves. It was really embarrassing.

Cao Qintian saw that his disciples were a little depressed, and he became anxious. If morale was damaged because of this incident,

Not good.

Since all the disciples have lost, he will personally take action to regain face from the elders.
To be continued...
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