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After that, she led Shen Lang and others to the arena and introduced the rules and precautions of the arena challenge in detail.

After Xue Lingling introduced the rules, she crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Lang and said, "How is it, are you clear? It's not too late to regret now."

Shen Lang smiled indifferently and said, "Thank you, Miss Xue, everything is clear, I will never regret it."

Xue Lingling snorted coldly: "Okay, you wait here for a while, I will make arrangements." After that, she turned and left.

Not long after, Xue Lingling brought several masters of the Blood Sword Sect to the martial arts arena.

She said loudly: "Shen Lang, these brothers are the elites of my Blood Sword Sect, you have to be careful."

Shen Lang bowed and said: "Thank you, Miss Xue, it is Shen Lang's honor to be able to learn from you brothers."

After that, he looked at the masters on the stage with a burning gaze, his expression was not afraid at all, but full of expectation and excitement.

Xue Lingling looked at Shen Lang's confident look and muttered to herself: "Hmph, let's see how long you can hold on."

Tuoba Moyu seemed to be aware of Xue Lingling's thoughts, smiled slightly, and said: "Don't worry, Miss Xue, Shen Lang will definitely shine."

At this time, the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect who were watching below the stage also began to whisper and discuss.

"Shen Lang looks quite imposing, I wonder how strong he is."

"Who cares? Our brothers are not vegetarians, we will definitely let him know how powerful we are."

Amid the discussion of the crowd, Shen Lang flew to the ring.

His clothes fluttered, his posture was elegant, like an immortal.

After standing still, Shen Lang clasped his hands together, saluted to the brother opposite him, and said loudly: "Please teach me, brother!"

The brother was also unambiguous, and shouted: "Take it!" Then he waved his long sword to attack Shen Lang.

The sword wind whistled, and the momentum was fierce.

Shen Lang was not in a hurry, he dodged the attack easily by moving sideways.

When the senior brother saw that his move had failed, he followed up with several more moves, each of which was deadly.

Shen Lang moved his feet lightly, wandering in the space between the square inches, as if strolling in a garden.

The people in the audience watched intently, and occasionally exclaimed in amazement.

Xue Lingling's beautiful eyes stared at the two people on the stage, and she was secretly estimating Shen Lang's strength in her heart.

After a few moves, Shen Lang saw the right opportunity, stretched out his two fingers to clamp the sword of the senior brother, and smiled slightly, saying: "Senior brother, thank you for letting me."

The senior brother blushed slightly, put away the sword and bowed, saying: "Brother Shen is really powerful, I admit defeat."

There was an uproar in the audience.

"This Shen Lang is so powerful that he defeated this senior brother in just a few moves!" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It seems that he is really capable, and he should not be underestimated." An older disciple stroked his beard and said.

"Hmph, it's just good luck. Maybe he will lose in the next game." Some unconvinced disciples whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's no accident that he can win so easily." His companions reminded him.

Xue Lingling listened to these discussions, and her face became more solemn. She stared at Shen Lang, wondering what she was thinking.

Tuoba Moyu smiled and said to the people around him: "Now you believe it."

Shen Lang still stood on the stage calmly, waiting for the next challenger to arrive.

Xue Lingling didn't believe it and went up to challenge.

She jumped onto the stage lightly, her pretty face was angry, and she said coquettishly: "Shen Lang, let me try how much real ability you have!"

Shen Lang was slightly startled, then he clasped his fists and said: "Miss Xue, please!"

The disciples under the stage began to whisper.

"This Senior Sister Xue is really powerful. I'm afraid Shen Lang won't be able to handle it."

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you see Shen Lang handling it well?"

"Hmph, Senior Sister Xue hasn't used her full strength yet."

"Just wait and see. This competition will be interesting."

Xue Lingling was not polite either. She drew out the soft sword from her waist, and the sword was like a spirit snake, stabbing Shen Lang in the face.

Shen Lang dodged sideways, changing his steps, and cleverly avoided Xue Lingling's fierce attack.

After a few moves, Xue Lingling not only failed to gain any advantage, but became a little anxious.

Her swordsmanship suddenly changed, and her moves became more fierce.

However, when they were close to each other, Shen Lang accidentally touched Xue Lingling's waist.

Shen Lang quickly apologized: "Miss Xue, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm really sorry."

But Xue Lingling was very angry and shouted: "Shen Lang, you are shameless!" Her mind was in chaos, and her swordsmanship was also out of order.

Shen Lang took the opportunity to counterattack. After several rounds, Xue Lingling gradually became exhausted and finally lost.

The disciples in the audience were in an uproar.

"This Senior Sister Xue actually lost."

"Oh, I didn't expect this result."

"Then Shen Lang is too much. He actually took advantage of Senior Sister Xue."

Xue Lingling's face was flushed, and she glared at Shen Lang with shame and anger.

Shen Lang held the sword behind his back with a calm expression, but his eyes were fixed on the sword in Xue Lingling's hand, and he said bluntly: "Miss Xue, your sword is quite unique. I am really curious and want to see it."

After saying that, Shen Lang secretly thought in his heart that the aura of this sword was somewhat similar to the mysterious blood sword in his body.

After hearing what Shen Lang said, Xue Lingling's pretty face instantly turned red, and she said coquettishly: "My sword can only be seen by my Taoist partner."

That look was both shy and stubborn like a girl.

Shen Lang was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Xue Lingling to answer like this, and then he quickly clasped his fists and declined politely: "Miss Xue, I am so abrupt, I am really sorry. I hope you won't blame me."

Xue Lingling was even more angry when she saw Shen Lang refused so straightforwardly. She stamped her feet, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Hmph, you pervert, if you don't want to watch it, forget it! I don't even want to show it to you!"

The disciples in the audience were immediately in an uproar when they saw this scene. They whispered and discussed it.

"Shen Lang actually dared to make such a request. He is so bold!"

"Sister Xue, how can you say such words to a man you just met for the first time? Are you interested in Shen Lang?"

"Oh, it's messed up. This scene is really interesting."

At this time, Xue Mengya, the second sister of the Blood Sword Sect, was practicing in seclusion, trying to break through the key bottleneck of the current practice and enter a higher realm.

However, at this critical moment, an urgent voice came into her ears: "Second Senior Sister, it's not good. Senior Sister Xue Lingling is sparring with others in the martial arts arena. The situation is not good now. It seems that she has encountered a difficult problem and urgently needs your help."

When Xue Mengya heard this, her brows knitted tightly, and her heart was full of unwillingness.

She knew the importance of this retreat to herself. If she interrupted it at this time, all her previous efforts might be wasted. But when she thought of the difficulties that her sister Xue Lingling might face, she gritted her teeth and decided to come out of retreat to help.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm the restless breath in her body due to the interruption of her practice, slowly stood up, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

She gently opened the door of the retreat room, and her figure flashed, rushing towards the direction of the martial arts arena like a flash of lightning.

Along the way, the wind whistled in her ears. Xue Mengya thought to herself, "My sister has always been a skilled martial artist and is outstanding in the sect. Who could have put her in such a predicament? No matter what, I must go and meet her. I will never let my sister suffer any injustice."