After my heart was pierced by Wan Jian, all the Momen brothers were reborn Chapter 224 Violently Beating the Opponent Only for the Junior Sister's Praise
Chapter 224 Violently Beating the Opponent Only for the Junior Sister's Praise
The competition between Xumi Sect and Qian Ming Sect was particularly fierce, making everyone on the field excited.
Among the disciples from the four major academies, many recognized Xu Zhengdu.
"When did Xu Zhengdu go to Qianming Sect?"
"He is really awesome. He went to such a place after not seeing him for a long time. It really embarrasses the Xu family."
"If Qian Mingzong wins the first place in Beizhou this time, he will bet on the right thing."
"The Xumi Sect is a major sect in Dharma cultivation. Now Qian Ming has only won once. Who can say for sure."
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There was a lot of chatter in the audience, and the second game on the field had already begun.
In the second competition, Qian Ming came out of Shen Nanzhou, and Xumi Sect came out with the fourth-ranked disciple.
Shen Nanzhou was not good at fighting in his previous life.
But after rebirth, whether it is to protect Yun Yanchu, or to be able to step forward when Qian Ming needs him in the future.
He needs to improve his combat effectiveness.
So, under the supervision of his senior sister and junior brother, Shen Nanzhou quietly increased his fighting power.
Ten years of hard work is enough for him to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mo Zhifan, who uses Yan Shu.
As soon as the battle began, Shen Nanzhou immediately summoned his natal sword.
Shen Nanzhou learned his swordsmanship from Hua Rong, and with the constant training from his senior sister who had incredible combat prowess, his moves were actually three points faster than Xu Zhengdu's.
The sword energy shot out in all directions, and the sword light flashed with cold light, as dense as the stars in the sky.
The two of them were fighting each other, and Shen Nanzhou kept changing the direction of the sword in his hand, attacking forward.
The Xumi Sect disciples resisted the continuous sword attacks, let alone the attacks, without even a chance to breathe.
Seeing this situation, the Xumi Sect felt deeply uncomfortable. Seeing their disciples being pushed to the corner by Shen Nanzhou and unable to perform, several of them sighed.
"I didn't expect this person to be so powerful. I really couldn't tell." A Xumi Sect disciple said in amazement.
Feng Wanhe nodded, looking at Shen Nanzhou's sword skills, some of them even made him secretly afraid.
If the person he was fighting was replaced by him, he wouldn't be able to escape.
It seems that this Qian Ming Sect really has a lot of talents.
No wonder, his master always maintained respect for Qian Ming.
She even often told him that it was not easy to maintain the current relationship with Qian Ming, and it would be better if we could be friends.
If it is an enemy, Xumi will not be protected.
He always thought that the master was afraid of Hua Rong, but now it seems that the master has foresight.
This Qian Ming Sect is like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
After a moment of admiration, the Xumi Sect disciples were defeated by Shen Nanzhou's sword.
Putting away his sword, Shen Nanzhou walked towards the disciple who was knocked to the ground and stretched out his hand.
Upon seeing this, the disciple immediately reached out and put his robe on Shen Nanzhou's wrist, using his strength to stand up.
The two stepped down and the third round of competition continued.
This time, the Qianming Sect ranked Mo Zhifan, while the Xumi Sect ranked second.
As soon as the competition started, Mo Zhifan quickly fought with both hands, and several giant vines grew rapidly from the ground behind him, and quickly formed a humanoid posture.
It was like a huge human puppet standing behind Mo Zhifan.
The disciple who was fighting against Mo Zhifan couldn't help but swallowed when he saw the huge creature appearing behind him.
He knew that the person standing opposite him was the only descendant of the Yanjia family.
He had no chance of winning this round.
But if he loses another round, Xumi Sect's ranking will fall into a dangerous situation, and he can only fight with all his strength.
"let's start."
As soon as Mo Zhifan's words rang out, his disciples rushed over.
Mo Zhifan's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his hands, and Yan Jia behind him immediately synchronized with him.
"Buzz——"
A strong flow of air instantly burst out from Mo Zhifan's body. Mo Zhifan stamped his foot and his body flew up instantly.
The vines that controlled Yan Jia instantly flew forward and violently collided with the attacking disciple.
The huge impact knocked the disciple back dozens of meters, and Mo Zhifan's figure also fell to the ground.
The disciple fell heavily to the ground, and blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth.
Mo Zhifan controlled Yan Jia's palm to fly.
Yan Jia was seen sprinting forward in an instant, his hands forming fists, and slamming down on the disciple where he fell.
"boom!"
A loud noise was heard, and the disciple's figure quickly flashed to one side, trying his best to resist the powerful air wave coming towards him.
Yan Jia raised his hands and saw that the place where the disciple originally stood had sunk into two large pits.
There was an uproar and exclamations outside the venue.
Seeing Mo Zhifan flip his palm, Yan Jia immediately flew into the air and quickly hit his disciple.
The constant loud noises coming from the arena made everyone in the audience tremble with fear.
Even the leaders on the high platform felt their hearts tightening.
They had not seen Yan Jia appear for many years, and they had all forgotten how terrifying Yan Jia's power was.
Hua Rong looked at Mo Zhifan with such ferocity and his eyes were filled with meaning.
The head of the Xumi Sect watched in horror as his disciples narrowly escaped from Yan Jia's attacks every time.
But being constantly hit by air waves was enough to shatter his internal organs.
There is a huge gap in strength between Yan Jia and him.
The only way out for Xumi Sect disciples is to attack Mo Zhifan who controls Yan Jia.
He kept attacking towards Mo Zhifan, and when he was approaching Mo Zhifan, Yanjia fell from the sky and blocked Mo Zhifan's side like a magic weapon.
The powerful shock wave immediately lifted the disciple away.
Mo Zhifan slowly walked out from behind Yan Jia, looked at the disciple who was shocked to the point of bleeding, and asked: "Do you still want to fight?"
The disciple fell heavily to the ground, his eyes were filled with stars, and his ears were buzzing so that he couldn't hear Mo Zhifan's words at all.
The referee was stunned when he saw this and didn't know how to make an announcement.
It was Feng Wanhe who reacted first and shouted to the referee: "In the third round of the competition, Xumi Sect admits defeat."
Feng Wanhe's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he knew that continuing the competition would be fruitless and would instead aggravate the injuries of the disciples on the stage.
After admitting defeat, the referee closed the barrier, and several Xumi Sect disciples immediately went to help the disciple who was still swaying on the spot off the stage.
Mo Zhifan looked sideways at them, and Yan Jia beside him also looked sideways.
It's like two people, one big and one small.
When the disciple came off the stage, Mo Zhifan raised his right hand to one side, grasped it with his palm, and the armor made of vines around him instantly spread out.
Mo Zhifan raised his eyes and looked towards the high platform.
But he is not looking at Huarong.
Instead, he accurately focused his gaze on Qingyu Sect Fuyan.
The penetrating eyes with murderous intent were fixed on Fuyan, which made Fuyan's heart skip a beat.
After confirming that Fuyan received his eyes, Mo Zhifan put down his hand and stepped down from the stage.
When walking towards the Qianming Sect and the others, Mo Zhifan's eyes were no longer as murderous as before.
He walked towards Yun Yanchu step by step with the corners of his lips slightly raised, his eyes flashing with anticipation.
Seeing this scene, Yun Yanchu felt helpless.
She finally understood why Mo Zhifan and Shen Nanzhou were so decisive in their attacks.
Just after Shen Nanzhou finished the competition, Yun Yanchu immediately praised: "Senior brother is so handsome!"
Shen Nanzhou was so happy that the corners of his lips still grinned.
Walking up to Yun Yanchu, seeing that Yun Yanchu still didn't praise him, Mo Zhifan pouted aggrievedly, "Why don't you praise your senior brother, little junior sister?"
"Ah?" Yun Yanchu opened his mouth and immediately said seriously: "Senior brother, he used a unique move. He is so handsome that I am speechless."
Hearing the compliment, the corners of Mo Zhifan's mouth turned up instantly.
The Qianming Sect members watched Mo Zhifan insisting on praising him, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch slightly.
As for the Xumi Sect, they are doing their best to treat the disciples who were shocked to the point of dementia.
Disciple of Xumi Sect: A world where I am the only one injured has been achieved. This chapter has been completed!