Mo Tingfeng's strength has reached the tenth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm. Compared to Yan Wentao's eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, he is in a league of his own.
Although Ling Feng did bring back many powerful martial arts, within just a few days, these disciples had no time to master them. After all, not everyone has the heaven-defying ability of the Heavenly Dao Eye.
The two came to the stage, but within three moves, Mo Tingfeng kicked Yan Wentao to the ground. The sword swung, and sword energy flowed horizontally. Yan Wentao could only roll on the ground to avoid Mo Tingfeng's rain-like attack.
Ling Feng shook his head, stood up suddenly, and raised his voice: In this case, I ask the Immortal Sect to admit defeat! Yan Wentao, come down!
oh?
Mo Tingfeng stood up with his sword put away on the stage, with a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth, and asked the useless person of the Immortal Sect, do you want to admit defeat?
Yan Wentao clenched his fists, got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked back at Ling Feng, gritted his teeth and said: Master, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I will not admit defeat in this battle! Never!
!
Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of appreciation flashed through his eyes.
Maybe this Yan Wentao's talent is not very good, but his perseverance is worthy of admiration.
Okay. Ling Feng nodded and asked if the Xian Sect could have such a disciple. It was also a blessing for the Xian Sect.
Hahaha
Cao Tailai, the leader of the Liuyun Sword Sect, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: Tingfeng, just show some kindness to the disciples of the Wenxian Sect and don’t slap them in the face, hahahaha
Yes, the leader!
There was a hint of cunning in Mo Tingfeng's eyes. Cao Tai said not to slap him in the face, but in fact he was hinting that he must severely humiliate the disciples of the Wenxian Sect.
The game continues!
As Taoist Priest Tianyun shouted loudly, Mo Tingfeng's sword blade swung open again, and sword energy swept across the sky. Just by looking at each other, Yan Wentao was severely trampled under his feet.
Mo Tingfeng stepped on Yan Wentao's cheek and smiled ferociously, "How about that? Do you want to admit defeat?"
Don’t admit defeat! Don’t admit defeat! I will never admit defeat!
Yan Wentao gritted his teeth and tried to open Mo Tingfeng's feet, but he couldn't move him at all.
The gap between the two vein gates left Yan Wentao with no chance of parrying in Mo Tingfeng's hands.
hateful
Elder Yao clenched his fists tightly. Seeing his disciples being humiliated in this way, he was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
It doesn't matter. Ling Feng was not angry but happy, and said calmly: Look at the look in Yan Wentao's eyes, don't worry. Within a year, the one who will be stepped on will be Mo Tingfeng!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Yan Wentao was treated like a sandbag and was kicked around in the ring. The Wenxian Sect was filled with indignation, while the disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect felt proud and proud.
You ask, wasn’t the head of the Immortal Sect very arrogant just now?
When I actually got into the ring and asked the disciples of the Immortal Sect, they were still beaten with blood!
Yan Wentao was tortured for about a quarter of an hour. In the end, Mo Tingfeng felt that there was no need to waste too much energy and energy, so he kicked him off the ring. This time, Liuyun Sword Sect won.
The first victory in the game made Liuyun Sword Sect's arrogance reach the extreme.
Several disciples quickly helped Yan Wentao back. Although this guy was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face, he did not feel much disappointed. Instead, he smiled at Ling Feng and said: Master, did you see this? I did not admit defeat!
Yes. Ling Feng nodded and patted Yan Wentao's shoulder gently. A strong infuriating energy flowed into Yan Wentao's body, which immediately lifted his spirits.
Temporary strength or weakness means nothing. If you practice hard, you will be able to fight back in no time how the opponent hits you! Warriors can be defeated, but they must never admit defeat!
Ling Feng couldn't hide his appreciation. Talent is one aspect, and character is the ultimate.
I believe that with the high-level martial arts and cultivation techniques that he brought back, in a year and a half, Yan Wentao will be able to transform himself with his character!
snort!
On the stage, Mo Tingfeng looked arrogant, glanced at the disciples of the Wenxian Sect with disdain, shook his head and said sarcastically: Vulnerable!
Hahaha, Senior Brother Mo is so powerful!
I think Senior Brother Mo can defeat all those vulnerable guys in Wenxian Sect if he takes action!
Hahaha
Next, Mo Tingfeng continued to turn the Heavenly Selection Compass, and defeated three disciples of the Wenxian Sect and a disciple of the Qiankun Sect, and finally lost to a disciple of the Qiankun Sect due to lack of physical strength.
At this time, Wenxian Sect had lost four times in a row without winning a single game!
Not only Liuyun Sword Sect, but also the leader of Qiankun Sect shook his head with such sobriety.
It seems that if the disciples of Wenxian Sect fight, the entire army will be wiped out.
On the arena, the disciples take turns.
Both Qiankun Sect and Liuyun Sword Sect have occasional victories and defeats, but Wenxian Sect has lost seven times in a row!
When those disciples at the eighth level of the Pulse Condensing Realm meet disciples at the ninth or tenth level of the Pulse Condensing Realm, there is basically no suspense about the outcome.
The only disciple of the Wenxian Sect had better luck and met an opponent of the same level as himself. Unfortunately, the opponent's quick sword still defeated him and kicked him out of the ring.
Ask the disciples of the Immortal Sect, they are really vulnerable!
On the stage was a disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect, laughing loudly and saying: Wenxian Sect has lost seven consecutive games, I suggest you to withdraw from the competition. Among the three sects, Wenxian Sect should be expelled!
Hahahaha, what are you asking about the Immortal Sect? Why not call him the Turtle Bastard Sect? You will only get beaten anyway!
It’s just that, losing seven games in a row, it’s embarrassing!
Where did the arrogance just now go? It turns out they are all a bunch of losers!
All kinds of comments and curses filled the whole place. The disciples of Wenxian Sect were all trembling with anger, but the results were right in front of them, seven consecutive defeats!
No matter how angry they are, they don't even have the capital to curse.
The only ones who could remain calm were Ling Feng and Lin Xianer.
Under the gaze of everyone, the disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect slowly turned the compass of heaven's choice, and as the golden light flashed, the final number was determined.
Bing ten!
Bing ten is Lin Xianer's number.
Now, please let Lin Xianer from the Immortal Sect take the stage to compete! Taoist Priest Tianyun read out the names on the roster.
Finally, it’s my turn? Lin Xianer has been sitting behind Ling Feng, silent.
She had seen everything just now. Wenxian Sect's seven-game losing streak could be nailed to the pillar of shame.
However, the losing streak will stop with her.
Xian'er, it's up to you. Ling Feng smiled lightly and had complete confidence in Lin Xian'er.
Let alone seven consecutive defeats, even if it was nine consecutive defeats, Ling Feng absolutely believed that Lin Xianer was enough to turn things around.
Tian Zi’s disciples are not just casual remarks!
Leave it to me. Lin Xianer turned around and smiled brightly at Ling Feng.
It was Ling Feng who had been helping her all along, and now it was time for him to repay her favor.