Immortal Cultivation

Qin Feng looked at the soft sword at his throat, dumbfounded, with an expression of disbelief. How could he lose? In the field of swordsmanship, he was absolutely confident. He was the strongest and had never lost, but he lost in the most crucial duel.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses and said to Mo Sheng: "I lost!"

Mo Sheng took back the soft sword and said honestly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, thank you for letting me win!"

Qin Feng had the spirit of a swordsman. He shook his head and said: "Fellow Daoist Mo's swordsmanship of using softness to overcome hardness has reached an extremely high level. I can't break your defense at the moment, but I will find a way to fight you again."

"Then Mo will wait for Fellow Daoist Qin to come."

After speaking, Mo Sheng turned and walked towards the direction of Jiuqingmen, and thunderous applause and praise broke out from the audience.

"Brother Mo is indeed the favorite student of the master. He is my goal for future study."

"Yes, I also want to learn swordsmanship, learn swordsmanship like Brother Mo."

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"Master, the disciple is back." Mo Sheng came to Master Fu, always with a silly expression, and said.

At this time, Master Fu's expression of joy was beyond words.

"Good!"

It was still only one word, but it represented all the voices.

Qin Feng on the other side was about to explode, because the united party had five disciples and his sect had two places, but the final result was that all of them were defeated. It can be imagined how great a shame it was.

He had high expectations for his disciple Qin Feng, because Qin Feng knew too much about the strength of his disciples. There was basically no disciple who could fight him, but he didn't expect to meet a nemesis today. What happened today? Everything went wrong. Now think about it, fortunately there was no thorough war today, which may have saved the sect. This is also the only thing that can make Qin Feng feel relieved.

"Master, I have failed to live up to your expectations and am willing to accept the punishment." Qin Feng walked to the front of the Qin Sect Master and said with a bow.

"You can go down. This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you. You must work harder to improve your swordsmanship in the future." Qin Feng said.

"Thank you for not blaming me, Master. I will work harder. I will leave."

Now both sides have won two games each and it is a tie for the time being. The next step will be to decide the final outcome of the disciple battle. The atmosphere at this time can't help but become solemn.

The united party did not expect that the disciples of Jiuqingmen were so powerful. It seems that they underestimated them before. Now the eyes looking at Jiuqingmen have become different. All this is the respect won by strength.

In the last round of the disciple battle, both sides have no choice.

The last disciple of Jiuqingmen stood up, wearing white clothes and black hair.

He walked up to Master Fu and saluted, saying, "Master!"

Master Fu nodded and said, "Be careful, go up."

Gao Cheng said to a young man, "Ji Sheng, you are my best disciple. I believe in your strength and will definitely win. Go."

Ji Sheng held the saber in his hand and bowed, saying, "I will satisfy Master."

The saber in his hand rubbed against the ground and he slowly walked onto the stage.

The disciple of Jiuqing Sect looked at the somewhat evil young man and said, "I am Xu Lei from Jiuqing Sect. Please give me more advice, fellow Taoist."

Ji Sheng looked at Xu Lei and shook his head, saying, "You don't deserve to know my name, because you don't deserve to be my opponent. You are too weak. Fighting with you is simply an insult to me."

He continued to shake his head and said, "But I have to do it myself."

He stroked the saber in his hand, "Don't worry, I will never let him insult you, and I will never use you to fight him."

"Fellow Taoist, you are too arrogant!" Xu Lei's face was ashen.

Ji Sheng did not look at Xu Lei at all, and said: "Only those who can defeat me are qualified to say that I am arrogant."

"You, don't deserve it!"

Ji Sheng raised his head, his eyes full of contempt.

"We are not on the same page, so let's see who is the winner."

Xu Lei waved the sword in his hand and stabbed Ji Sheng. Ji Sheng looked at Xu Lei quietly, without moving a muscle. Seeing Ji Sheng's disregard, Xu Lei was even more furious and increased his strength.

When he was about to attack Ji Sheng, he saw Ji Sheng easily avoid it. At this time, he saw him raise his left hand and slap Xu Lei's body.

Xu Lei fell to the ground with a bang, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth. At this moment, he realized how far he was from Ji Sheng. Moreover, he was the weakest among the five disciples of Jiuqingmen, but he happened to meet the strongest person on the other side, so he had the reason to be undefeated.

After Ji Sheng made his move, he did not move again, and he did not want to kill Xu Lei. Besides, he knew that he could not kill him, and he could not kill him.

Xu Lei stood up with difficulty and said, "I lost!" He was not unwilling, but powerless.

Ji Sheng did not respond and turned away directly.

Before Ji Sheng could speak, Gao Cheng said, "Not bad!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Xu Lei walked down the stage weakly, with blood on his mouth, "Master, I'm sorry!"

Master Fu said, "You are not at the same level of strength. Choosing you to go up is to embarrass you. You don't have to blame yourself. Take good care of your injuries."

"Thank you, Master!"

Xu Lei walked down with a lonely look.

Gao Cheng was very proud at this time. The three disciples of his sect all won. He said to Master Fu, "In the disciples' battle, we won by chance. Thank you for letting us. We will continue the elders' battle tomorrow."

Master Fu did not respond to Gao Cheng and left with the people of Jiuqingmen.