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Chapter 306 The Seventh Prince Admits Defeat

Holding a chopping knife in both hands, Meng Feifei jumped up in the air, and rushed towards Murongli at an extremely fast speed.

Murongli dodged left and right, constantly dodging Meng Feifei's attack with the hatchet.

Meng Feifei's figure jumps quickly, sometimes in front, sometimes behind, the switching speed is so fast that people dare not blink their eyes.

"This person's speed seems to be able to catch up with yours." Little Phoenix said: "Could it be that he is also an innate warrior Huigen?"

"No." Jing Ge said: "He is not born with cultivation, but acquired from cultivation."

"Then why is he..."

"Purity. It's the purity in him that ordinary people can't have, which makes his movements so flexible." Jing Ge's eyes stayed on Meng Feifei's body, observing all his every move.

After a while, Jing Ge opened her red lips lightly, and under Xiao Yanhuang's urging, she continued: "A person who cultivates the Tao cultivates the state of mind, the purer the state of mind, the faster the cultivation speed, and Meng Feifei's current strength is also Thanks to his pure heart."

In the world, there are tens of thousands of people cultivating the Tao, but there are very few people who can truly have no distracting thoughts, or almost none.

As long as one is human, one will have selfish desires, which will more or less affect the progress of cultivation.

But on Meng Feifei's body, Jing Ge couldn't feel any distracting thoughts.

This is like when eating, some people think about what to do after eating, or some people like to talk while eating.

But Meng Feifei is different, he is the kind of person who eats seriously, doesn't think, talk or play.

Eat when you eat, practice when you practice, and fight when you fight.

Focus on one thing at a time.

Such efficiency is astonishing.

From the moment Meng Feifei appeared on the stage until now, the competition has been going on for nearly half a stick of incense, and his face is expressionless.

It's like a person who has lost his emotions and desires.

Meng Feifei turned his wrist, and the chopping knife in his hand quickly cut towards Murongli's shoulder blade.

Murong Li dodged to dodge, but when he dodged, the other arm bumped into the end of Meng Feifei's machete.

The clothes on the shoulders were ripped open by the machete, leaving a bloodstain.

Murongli quickly took a few steps back, turned his head to look at the injured place.

Murong Li's expression changed slightly.

Since he got the guidance of an expert, his cultivation speed has become faster and faster, and it is now on par with the prince.

All the way through, he won too easily.

I thought it would go all the way to the finals.

I never expected that I would meet a strong opponent at the beginning of the first half of the final.

Such a person draws white tickets all the way to advance. Fortunately, it is not him himself, but all the other people who advance.

He is really too strong.

His moves are so chaotic that people can't find them, and people dare not underestimate them.

Every dodge of a move is consuming Murongli's physical strength.

Murong Li was exhausted now, and his forehead started to sweat.

However, Meng Feifei, who was standing opposite him, was clean and dry, and it seemed that he hadn't exerted his full strength yet.

Can't beat it.

This is Murongli's accurate judgment of himself.

After the previous fights, Murongli understood that if he persisted, he would undoubtedly lose, and he might also be seriously injured.

This is not what he wants.

What he wanted was to defeat the prince openly in front of all the ministers and famous monks in Xuanyue Kingdom in the Qingyun competition, so that everyone could see clearly that he was the most suitable person to be the next emperor.

"I admit defeat." Murong Li threw away the weapon in his hand and raised his hand.

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(End of this chapter)