On top of the central square.
The face of the owner of Guangyao Island, who had an immortal spirit, became strange again, and he couldn't help but send a message to the person beside him:
"Peng Ming, your induction column..."
"There will be no problem with the induction column. If you question it again, I will take it back." Master Peng Ming said in a cold tone.
"Ahem... Peng Ming, you are misunderstanding me again. I am not questioning you. I am questioning my own eyes, okay?" The island owner of Guangyao Island coughed in embarrassment, then raised his finger and pointed. On the sensing column:
"See for yourself, on this induction column, there is no problem on the side of the induction column for those over thirty years old, but on the side where you can get down...except for Ning Buruan, everyone's points are rising.
Didn't you say before that Ning Buruan is indeed very strong? But why has it changed now?
Or should we say that each of the sword cultivators under the age of thirty in this trial has brought a set of formations? So the points can rise quickly?
How to explain the fact that Ke Ning Bu Ruo’s points remain unchanged? "
Master Peng Ming:......
Master Peng Ming, who was completely unable to explain this strange phenomenon, waved his long sleeves and flew into the vortex again.
"...Old Peng Ming, who asked you to go in to check? I want to go in by myself!" The owner of Guangyao Island was so angry that he had a headache.
But there is no way.
Be it the induction column or the trial space, Master Peng Ming is responsible for taking care of them.
Even he, the master of an island, didn't have as deep a knowledge of the two as Peng Ming.
If you want to get in, you have to get Peng Ming Songkou.
outside the square.
Because of the disappearance of Master Peng Ming, the situation became boiling again.
"What's going on? Did something happen to the trial space again?"
"Not necessarily. It should be the same as before. Senior Peng Ming just went in to take a look."
"I think so too, but the points increase is really abnormal. I really want to know what happened inside."
"..."
This time, Jiang Fenghui did not express any further opinions.
He watched the score changes of the sword cultivators on the induction column without saying a word.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you think this change in points has something to do with Friend Daoist Ning?" The monk surnamed Wu suddenly asked in a low voice.
Jiang Feng returned his gaze, glanced at the monk surnamed Wu, and then shook his head:
"I don't know, I can't see through her, and I don't want to make any comments about her."
Before, he was probably just like a clown in the eyes of other monks.
Although he is not a swordsman, he is still a summoner who has reached the peak of the fifth realm in his thirties. He can also be called a 'genius'.
That kind of look of contempt from others is really hurtful.
Upon seeing this, the monk surnamed Wu smiled and did not ask any further questions.
Both of them chose to ignore that question.
…
More and more monks gathered in the formation.
If not all of them were gathered, then most of them were gathered.
At this time, no one was trying to find out who was setting up the formation.
Except for Mu Yiqiu who was still fighting and looking for someone.
After several battles.
Mu Yiqiu was also injured.
To be precise, no one in the formation was without injuries.
"Mu Yiqiu, Ning Buruan, who you admire in every possible way, is actually a coward, right? You want to wait until we are all injured to come out and pick things up?
It's a pity that the number of people she has introduced into the formation has obviously exceeded her expectations. Even if she steps forward now, she can only win a few games at most. With her cultivation in the early stage of the Fourth Realm, she will soon have to win in succession. Did you lose? "
After losing three games in a row, Zi Ling, who had always been known as a genius, couldn't help but deliberately sneered at Mu Yiqiu, who was temporarily adjusting his breath.
The latter only glanced at her lightly, his tone full of disdain, "Whoever loses to me has the right to scold Ning Buruo?"
Zi Ling was so angry that his face turned red: "We didn't really fight, and I don't necessarily lose to you."
"Then you still admit defeat? Are you cowardly before you fight?" Mu Yiqiu retorted.
Zi Ling:......
"...Whether you are strong or not has nothing to do with whether Ning is soft or not. If she was really strong, how could she be so cowardly that she doesn't dare to come out now?"
Mu Yiqiu frowned and was about to speak back.
But right now.
As if sensing something, she suddenly stood up.
He looked behind him sharply.
Entry point.
The girl was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a sword case on her back, and holding a long red sword in her hand.
Just looked at her with a smile.
No.
Not looking at her.
Instead, he looked past her and looked at the Zi Ling who just now loudly mocked "I'd rather not be soft".
"Invincible Sect, I would rather be soft than soft, please give me some advice."
Ning Ruan tilted her head slightly, raised the long sword in her hand, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zi Ling.
"..."
How does it feel to be caught red-handed saying bad things?
Zi Ling felt it deeply at this moment.
"Did you hear what I just said?"
"I heard it." Ning Ruan nodded truthfully.
Zi Ling:......
"Even if you beat me, it doesn't mean that I was wrong. Now that I'm injured, I'm naturally no match for you. You can still wear me down until I lose."
"Is it still necessary to beat you?" Ning Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly.
The next moment.
The figure moved.
The sword energy mixed with the rich fire element struck Zi Ling directly.
The latter quickly waved his sword to resist.
Then... the man and his sword were all knocked away.
Ning Ruan's lips curled up slightly, and the long sword in her hand was casually curled into a sword flower, "One move is enough."
"Purple Spirit!"
The young man Lu Xuan, who finally noticed the movement here, quickly flew over to catch his junior sister.
"Senior brother...I lost...one move...she defeated me with just one move..."
Zi Ling's eyes were dull, obviously he was greatly shocked.
Lu Xuan hurriedly fed the elixir into her mouth, "You heal your injuries first. Losing is not your problem. You were injured and consumed a lot of spiritual power. It's normal that you can't beat her. With so many people present, I'm afraid now No one can beat her."
"No... that's not the case. Even if I'm not injured, I'm not her opponent..." Zi Ling was really desperate at this moment.
She lost before she even saw the opponent's legendary flying sword skills.
This result was unacceptable to her.
"Invincible Zong Ning is not soft, please teach me."
Just when Zi Ling was filled with sadness, the demonic voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.
Look up.
Then he saw the delicate-looking girl with a smile tilting her head and staring at her senior brother.
Obviously, those words of challenge were also addressed to her senior brother.
"..." Lu Xuan looked at Ning Ruan with deep eyes. After a moment, he nodded slowly, "I accept the challenge, but I hope you can use the flying sword technique. Otherwise, I will admit defeat directly."
The person who gave me the points tool still dares to make demands?
Ning Ruan: "...Then I won't use it on you..."
Lu Xuan:......
Zi Ling:......
Mu Yiqiu, who had just chased me:...
It is better to be strong than weak, Lu Xuan understands it a little, but not much.
It is better to rebel than to be soft, Lu Xuan understands this deeply.
"...I admit defeat." He didn't even have to use the flying sword technique, so there was no need for him to rush into this beating.
Ning Ruan:......
"Ning Buruan, why don't you show off your flying sword skills? They suspect that you are just showing off, don't you want to prove it?" Mu Yiqiu felt extremely aggrieved by this.
You know, she knows every flying sword technique.
But what's the result?
People don't need it.
Ning Ruan glanced at her faintly, "They said you don't dare to eat shit, do you have to prove it?"
Mu Yiqiu:? ? ?
What the hell are you saying? You bastard!
