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Thinking of Du Feiyun's shocking performance when he defeated Gao Huangkui before, thinking of the scene of him being respected and awe by countless outer disciples, and seeing his miserable appearance in front of him, Li Qingluan suddenly felt infinite pride and ambition.

"Even if you, Du Feiyun, possess unique skills, you can frighten everyone with one action on the stage. However, you have shallow morals and weak hearts, so you can be confused by me so easily, and fall into a predicament underestimating the enemy."

"Now I want to let countless outer disciples see with their own eyes that I, a female monk, can also step on the soles of your so-called genius monks, strip off your glorious coats in public, and make you ugly!"

Looking at the turbulent, powerful colorful silk and the golden sword light in front of him, a look of contempt flashed in Li Qingluan's eyes, and he said in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, just as she finished speaking, she could only hear exclamations from the arena.

She was keenly aware that something was wrong, realized that something had happened, and subconsciously quickly dodged to retreat, but it was too late.

She could barely take half a step back, and had no choice but to stop, her body froze on the spot, with a look of shock and disbelief on her pretty face.

Because, on her shoulder, there is a long sword with a cold light, clinging to her fair neck.Her waist was also supported by a big hand, and she couldn't move at all.

"You just said you wanted to take off my clothes?"

A playful voice rang in Li Qingluan's ear, and the hot air harassing her earlobe immediately caused goosebumps to appear on her arms, and her heart was filled with surprise.

This is clearly Du Feiyun's voice, and he is right behind me, clinging to me.In an instant, Li Qingluan discovered this situation.

Suspicious in his heart, Li Qingluan almost didn't even have to think about it, subconsciously flipped his left hand, and brought a golden brilliance to pat behind him.

Du Feiyun was sticking right behind her, and at such a close distance, she believed that Du Feiyun would never be able to resist the sudden burst of tricks.After all, the palm sword in her left hand is a high-grade magic weapon, and it is her biggest hole card, which has made countless achievements.

However, to her disappointment.At the moment when she flipped her left hand and patted it back, she felt a numbness in her left shoulder, and then heard a crackling sound, and then lost control of her left arm.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand clamped her left wrist like an iron clamp, and she subconsciously let go of her five fingers, unable to move.

With a slight sound of "Ding Dong", a three-inch long golden sword fell from Li Qingluan's palm and fell on the ring.

The left arm joint was removed by Du Feiyun, and the cold touch of the sword's edge came from the neck.Li Qingluan knew that he had no chance to come back, so he lost to him, so he couldn't help showing anger and frustration.

Under the arena, countless outside disciples who were watching were still exclaiming at first.Later, when they saw Du Feiyun clinging to Li Qingluan's back, with one hand on her waist, many male disciples couldn't help being angry, and secretly scolded Du Feiyun for being shameless and lustful, and even took advantage of the opportunity to eat tofu.

However, at this moment, when the small golden sword with golden light fell from Li Qingluan's sleeve to the ground, everyone suddenly realized.

Li Qingluan, who knew he had already lost the game, accepted this reality helplessly, the anger in his eyes quickly disappeared, his expression returned to calm, and he opened his mouth to announce that he had surrendered.

Afterwards, Du Feiyun took two steps back and retracted the long sword resting on her neck.

Li Qingluan turned around, looked at Du Feiyun with a complicated expression, her lips twitched slightly, and finally couldn't help asking: "How did you do it?"

Du Feiyun just smiled and didn't answer, but his eyes signaled Li Qingluan to remove the flying colorful silk silk.Under the control of her mind, the seven-color silk silk gradually stopped, and the golden sword light scattered in the sky, and only a dark red magic sword was floating in the air.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingluan turned his head abruptly, and saw the long steel sword in Du Feiyun's hand, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that just now she thought she had used the two tricks of dragon flying and phoenix dance to surround Du Feiyun, but she didn't expect that it was just trapping Du Feiyun's magic weapon, the flying sword.

Taking advantage of her relaxation, Du Feiyun flashed out with his superb body skills, shot behind her, took out an ordinary stainless steel long sword and restrained her.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Qingluan understood the general details, couldn't help but smiled wryly, and then said: "Junior Brother Du really has a unique skill, Qingluan is convinced, congratulations."

Afterwards, Li Qingluan recalled the golden sword and the colorful silk silk with his mind, and walked down the ring calmly.

Seeing that the outcome had been decided, Elder Tian Xing stepped onto the ring again and announced the result.

So far, Du Feiyun has successfully advanced to the top five, and there will be at least three more competitions to compete for No.1.

Du Feiyun won again, and countless outside disciples in the arena were discussing again, all looked at him in awe, with a lot of envy in their hearts.

When he came to the stands, Du Feiyun saw Lin Yin and several female disciples looking at him strangely. Even the mission elders squinted their eyes and flashed a slight playful smile. His face was turned away, with a calm expression on his face.

Du Feiyun was a little puzzled. He had just walked up to the stands and was about to sit down and adjust his breath to recover his vitality when he saw Lin Yin wink playfully at her and asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother Feiyun, why did you keep touching Li Qingluan just now?" waist? I didn’t expect you to be so serious that you can actually eat human tofu in full view, tsk tsk..."

"Ahem..." Lin Yin's sudden words almost choked Du Feiyun, and his expression became weird.He turned his head to look at the mission elder, only to see that the old man smiled appreciatively and raised his eyebrows jokingly.

Turning her head to look at Ning Xuewei, she continued to look away, pretending to be indifferent.However, when he felt Du Feiyun's gaze, he snorted imperceptibly.

"Uh..." Looking around, Du Feiyun found that Ning Xuewei, several female disciples, and the task elders seemed to have misunderstood him, and he was also a little embarrassed.After much deliberation, he felt that it was better not to explain it, lest the description would get darker, so he simply took out the Huiyuan Pill and Lingshi, and began to restore Yuanli.

On the ring, continue to the next competition.The remaining nine disciples draw lots in turn, and fight against each other.

Each of the ten disciples will go to the stage to draw lots once, and whoever the opponent is drawn will be compared with him.

After such a round, each of the ten disciples will compete twice.At that time, they will be ranked according to the number of victories, and the disciples with overlapping rankings will have a comparison test.

Fortunately, the second disciple who came to the stage to draw lots did not draw Du Feiyun, so he was able to catch his breath and seize the time to recover his energy.

On the arena, the two disciples were fighting fiercely. Swords and swords, magic halos, and primordial brilliance splashed and flew, and the tyrannical shock wave swept across the entire arena like a hurricane.

The outer disciples in the audience are all engrossed in the competition on the stage, and they will cheer for the disciples on the stage from time to time when they see something exciting.

After three competitions in a row, more than an hour had passed, and Du Feiyun finally recovered the exhausted energy, so he opened his eyes and watched the battle on the ring.

The two outer disciples fighting in the arena are both at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and both possess high-grade magic weapons or middle-grade magic weapons, so the fight is very exciting.

However, Du Feiyun lost interest after watching it for a while. After all, although the fight between these two disciples seemed exciting, there was nothing surprising to him.

Immediately, he secretly observed the other winning outer disciples, speculating and analyzing their situation.

Not long after, the two disciples on the ring broke out their final tricks and fought fiercely. When the light and shadow in the sky dispersed, the winner was also decided.

Immediately afterwards, another female disciple stepped into the arena to draw lots. This female disciple drew a male disciple named Chu Yun. After Elder Tian Xing announced the start of the competition, the two began to fight.

From the moment Chu Yun stepped onto the ring, Du Feiyun's eyes fell on him, thinking secretly in his heart.He could feel that this Chu Yun's strength had reached the ninth level of Qi refining, and the aura of Yuanli was extremely sharp, his whole body was like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, showing its sharpness.

However, after that Chu Yun stepped onto the ring and started a fight with the opponent's female disciple.Only then did Du Feiyun realize that he seemed to be playing very steadily, never making rash moves, and was always defending against the enemy with the basic spells of the Liuyun sect.

The female disciple tried with him for a while, the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, but they still couldn't tell the winner, and their energy was consumed a lot.Therefore, the female disciple gritted her teeth and made up her mind to release a powerful trick, hoping to turn the tide of the battle.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yun still defended and counterattacked in an orderly manner, without any panic, with a charm of ease.

Du Feiyun narrowed his eyes slightly, staring closely at Chu Yun's moves and hand movements, as well as his body and footwork between flashes, and gradually saw some clues.He found that this Chu Yun's basic skills were very solid, and Liu Yunzong's outer sect magic was extremely proficient, which could be called a proficiency.

"Senior Sister Xuewei, what is the origin of this Chu Yun?"

Sensitively aware that Chu Yun was not simple, Du Feiyun turned to Ning Xuewei and asked Ning Xuewei. Ning Xuewei seemed to be no longer angry with him, and after a little pondering, she explained the basic situation of Chu Yun to Du Feiyun.

This Chu Yun was about in his early twenties. He had been a beginner for six years. He once participated in a three-year competition and performed very well, but in the end he was defeated by others in the scuffle.

This person was only at the late stage of body training when he first started. After three years of hard training in the school, he has reached the late stage of Qi refining. He is really talented.

He was unfortunately eliminated in the last three-year Xiaobi. This time, the three-year Xiaobi has further improved his strength, reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, and finally successfully advanced to the top ten.

As soon as Ning Xuewei finished introducing Du Feiyun, she saw that the winner of the ring had already been decided. After all, the female disciple failed to shake Chu Yun at all. Instead, she was stabbed by Chu Yun's sword because of her lack of vitality, and she surrendered on the spot.

Seeing that Chu Yun had never used any unique moves from the beginning to the end, but successfully defeated his opponent with the Liuyun sect's outer technique, Du Feiyun's eyes flashed brightly.

He knew that this Chu Yun was probably his strongest opponent for No.1.

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