"Does this man named Sun Fei plan to deceive Jiang Deng first and then attack Jiang Deng?"
"Brother, you really look at people! He treated Senior Brother Zhou like this in the last fight. Poor Senior Brother Zhou was in a state of openness and in fact he fell into the hands of this unknown junior!"
Everyone looked at Sun Fei with anger, "Master Jiang Feng! Don't listen to this boy's nonsense. He is lying to you. He will attack you after you believe him!"
"Hurry up and teach him a good lesson! Let him know why the flowers are so red!"
...
The disciples below were excited. Even though they didn't like Jiang Deng, they began to turn around and support Jiang Deng.
On the ring.
Jiang Deng blinked in confusion and looked at Sun Fei, "What kind of unforgivable thing have you done? Let them hate you so much?"
Sun Fei touched his nose, "Well... I probably won Senior Brother Zhou by sneak attack in the game."
A sneak attack?
Jiang Deng suddenly became interested, "Zhou Shan is so strong that no matter how fast he attacks, he should be able to avoid it. How did you successfully attack?"
Sun Fei grabbed his hair and said embarrassedly: "It's just that I pretended to be hit by Senior Brother Zhou's attack, and then lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. Senior Brother Zhou came over to check if I was fine, and I gave him a sword."
Hearing this, Jiang Deng couldn't help looking at the heavy sword behind Sun Fei's back.
The sword foot is one person tall, and the sword body is almost as wide as someone's spine. Needless to say, it is not easy to say, and it directly makes Sun Fei's small body unable to straighten his waist.
Good guy...
If you stab this sword, no matter how strong a person is, he will not be able to withstand it?
No wonder Zhou Shan was so seriously injured. Even when he entered the rest area to rest, he had to support him. It turned out that love was a good thing Sun Fei did.
"Well! It's done well, so are you planning to use the same old trick this time?"
Jiang Deng kindly reminded: "But I don't care about your life or death. If you lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, I will cremate you directly."
"No, no!" Sun Fei waved his hand quickly.
How dare he attack Jiang Deng?
If he could, he wouldn't even want to be an opponent with Jiang Deng.
He has known Jiang Deng for a long time. He knows Jiang Deng’s terribleness and does not dare to develop any hostility or calculations towards Jiang Deng.
So, the best result is...
"I, Sun Fei!"
Sun Fei took a deep breath and shouted under the gaze of everyone: "I am willing to give up on my own initiative!"
Jiang Deng opened her eyes slightly, huh? What's going on?
Wow!
The scene was in full swing.
This is the first time that the competition in the inner gate has been held. Someone has not even beaten, so he admits defeat!
The sword cultivator clearly has tenacious and unyielding character, and will never admit defeat even if he dies, but what happened to this person?
Inside the hall.
Wu Cheng, the leader of Wanwanjin Peak, looked even more ugly.
How could his disciple have a disciple like Sun Fei? It was simply a shame for his disciples!
If he had known this, he would not have accepted Sun Fei as an inner disciple during the introductory assessment!
"Puchi!"
Jiang Roushui, who was beside him, mercilessly laughed, "Brother Wu, your disciples in Lingfeng are really beautiful and refined. I guess they are all taught by Brother Wu, right?"
"What do you have to do with me!"
Wu Cheng remembered the way Jiang Deng and Sun Fei had a happy conversation just now, and said with a firm tone: "Jiang Deng! This person has always had a good relationship with Jiang Deng. It must be Jiang Deng instructed him to do this. Jiang Deng bribed him, this is cheating.
!I want to report it!"
In the Foundation Building Competition Area.
Manager Zhou received Wu Cheng’s report and quickly asked Sun Fei: “Why did you admit defeat? Did Jiang Deng ask you to do this?”
Sun Fei looked puzzled, "I can't beat Jiang Deng, is there any problem with admitting defeat? Instead of being beaten by her and then losing the game, why not admit defeat directly, preserve your strength, and strive to win the following game?"
Everyone: "..."
Sun Fei said this so righteously!
I have to say that their Taichu Sword Sect has never produced such a smooth disciple. They are so smooth that they are simply not like sword cultivators, and they are inseparable from their Taichu Sword Sect.
So much so that they didn't even know how to scold...
"Okay, are there any problems? No problem, I'll go back to adjust my breathing and welcome the next game."
Sun Fei waved his hands to everyone, then said goodbye to Jiang Deng, and then got off the stage with a smile on his face.
He smiled so happily, and those who didn't know thought he had won.
Jiang Deng on the ring couldn't help but sigh that Sun Fei was really weird.
But she didn't feel angry or anything. If everyone who played with her took the initiative to admit defeat, she could accept it calmly.
As for whether others can't stand scolding her? Of course it's OK! It's better to come to her to scold her, she doesn't mind sending them to the Netherworld.
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng hugged her arms and raised her eyebrows to look at Manager Zhou, "I'll announce it quickly, I'm still in a hurry."
Manager Zhou twitched his lips and said hurriedly: "Gather No. 2, Jiang Deng wins!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Deng quickly jumped off the arena and rushed to the arena where Jiang Zhiling was.
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Arena No. 1.
The match between Jiang Zhiling and Lin Jun has begun.
Jiang Zhiling held the Wufeng Sword in her hand, and Lin Jun held the Unbeaten Sword in her hand. The two of them fought frequently, and the pure sword energy spread wildly on the stage.
But in the end, the gap in cultivation is too big, and Jiang Zhiling is very difficult to deal with.
Lin Jun slashed out with another sword!
Jiang Zhiling had no time to dodge, and the sword energy hit her body. Although she was protected by Lingyi, the blood in her chest still surged, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of her lips.
Lin Jun stood still and said indifferently: "For the sake of you being Jiang Deng's sister, I won't bother with you, so I will admit defeat."
"Oh!"
Jiang Zhiling wiped off the blood stains on the corner of her lips, looking dissatisfied, "You insulted my sister several times, you can't just let it go! Since I met you on the ring today, I will definitely help my sister get justice."
!”
When Jiang Deng arrived, she heard this.
Her mood was very complicated. On the one hand, she was a little annoyed that Jiang Zhiling didn't listen to her instructions, but on the other hand, she was moved by having such a good sister. Of course, she hated Lin Jun even deeper!
"Okay! Since that's the case, I will fulfill your wish!"
Lin Jun's eyes were cold, as if he had no human feelings. This time he used all his strength and attacked Jiang Zhiling with his sword.
Jiang Zhiling gritted her teeth and tried her best to resist the oncoming sword energy, but she still sprayed a mouthful of blood, and then she was blown away by this incomparable sword energy!
"Zhiling!"
"Miss Jiang!"
After dealing with the cold Baige, Jiang Zhi rushed over and saw this scene and frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a strong sense of unbearance in his heart.
He reached out to catch Jiang Zhiling, but was taken first by Jiang Deng, who had jumped up, and hugged Jiang Zhiling in the air in her arms.
"Zhiling?"
After landing peacefully, Jiang Deng looked at Jiang Zhiling's pale face in her arms, her eyes full of worry.