The Ninth Rebirth Demon King
C87 Defeat Qiu Xian
Xin Han lowered her head and said: "Qiu Xian is a shameless person, follow me around the entire time."
"This damned fellow!" Chu Zhongqiu immediately cursed.
At this time, everyone else no longer said anything.
This was definitely a very convincing reason.
Feng Ting saw that everyone's expression was heavy, and said: "Don't worry, even if I cannot win, I will not lose so easily."
"Junior Brother, I believe in your strength." Li Yuan immediately said.
Feng Ting frowned: "Senior Brother Li Yuan, you changed your mind quite quickly."
Li Yuan laughed awkwardly.
Feng Ting did not want to continue this topic and asked: "How did Bai Shuo manage to enter the guangling garden? He also got an invitation letter? "
Ding Chundong hurriedly replied: "That's not it, he seems to be relying on an important person. That great character is living at number nineteen, and Bai Shuo is also living at number nineteen as his follower. "
"He's actually willing to stay here as a follower. It looks like this person is indeed a big shot." Feng Ting said.
Ding Chundong said: "Let me ask around and see what kind of great figure he is."
Feng Ting did not object, but stood up and said: "I'm going back."
The others also stood up to send Feng Ting off.
Although Feng Ting appeared to be indifferent, but everyone was a little worried. Since the competition was held in Guanling Academy, they couldn't go to the scene to support Feng Ting. Furthermore, that Qiu Family was one of the five great families of the Heavenly Book City, and Qiu Xian had reached the high grade before even reaching the age of twenty.
Two days quickly passed.
In the evening, a few hundred people gathered outside Ling Wu's hall.
There were people sparring every day in Ling Wu Hall, but this sparring session was different from any other sparring session before.
Because this was a dissolving blade, a spar with a middle grade, any Spirit Cultivator of the Dissolving Blade Primary Grade could kill a Fighting King martial cultivator at will.
The difference between these two people was too great!
The competition was originally planned to be held in Ling Wu's hall, but for some reason, that youth called Feng Ting actually requested to be sparred in the plaza outside Ling Wu's hall.
Could it be that this youth knew that the difference in strength was too great, and was afraid that Qiu Xian would be too ruthless, making all of them want to be seen by even more people?
Both sides were already in place for the martial competition, and opposite to him, was the dashing Spirit Cultivator Qiu Xian was that martial arts youth.
What caused everyone to feel incredulous was that this youth was not afraid at all.
When the crowd saw the girl that was the only one standing in the way of the youth, they understood why the youth still chose to fight despite knowing that he was no match for her.
This young girl seemed to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Her facial features were picturesque, and she was as elegant as an immortal. Moreover, she was an ordinary person without any cultivation.
How could Qiu Xian let such a beautiful and weak girl go?
But unfortunately, the young girl's guardian was also weak!
Feng Ting heard the pity from the crowd and did not mind at all. He only looked at Qiu Xian casually.
Tonight, the wind dispersed the incense's smell emitted from Qiu Xian's body, making him feel less disgusted.
"Let's begin."
The academician in charge of supervision issued an order.
"Junior Martial Brother Feng, thank you." Qiu Xian cupped his fists in feigned modesty.
"Senior Qiu, after you."
With the form of etiquette, Qiu Xian's gaze turned cold and he decisively took action.
He flipped his palm, and a Spiritual Strength turned into a palm print that struck towards Feng Ting.
Mountain Splitting Palm!
There were people in the crowd who were knowledgeable and knew that this was the Qiu Family's absolute art.
Who would have thought that not only did Qiu Xian bully the weak, he also attacked like this from the very beginning.
It had to be said that this rich and wealthy young master of Qiu Family was extremely shameless.
Swoosh.
Feng Ting did not resist. Instead, the illusory wing trembled and dodged to the side like a ray of light.
So fast!
Currently, Feng Ting had already refined the illusory wing to become even more mysterious. Even he was unable to see the existence of the illusory wing anymore.
The spectators only thought that the martial cultivation youth's movement was unbelievably fast, and didn't know that he had a pair of invisible illusory wing behind him.
"Let me see how long you can dodge this?"
Qiu Xian continued to attack, instigating the Spiritual Strength, his huge handprint struck towards Feng Ting.
Swoosh.
Feng Ting continued to dodge.
"Phew …"
Qiu Xian continued to attack, Feng Ting continued to dodge, the two of them were extremely fast, dazzling everyone.
After going through it, Feng Ting determined that Qiu Xian's cultivation was on par with his. Even if he managed to successfully use One Word Collapsing Fist, it would not be possible for him to solve the problem with a single punch.
Since he could not solve the problem with one punch, nor could he continuously use his full power for the second time, he could only choose to dodge.
"Whooosh."
Qiu Xian's palm prints were getting stronger and stronger, but all of them were avoided by Feng Ting.
The observers were all amazed by the speed of the young man. It was too inconceivable for a young man who cultivated martial cultivation to have such speed.
However, everyone felt that no matter how fast they were, with their inferior martial cultivation bodies and no Spiritual Strength's support, how could they continue to live?
He had no ability to fight back at all. If this went on for too long, he would surely lose.
If this youth left after losing, the girl would probably suffer.
Actually, even the Fellow in charge at the side thought this way. However, there were some rules that he still had to mention.
He said to the duo, "If it takes fifteen minutes and we still can't determine the outcome of the battle, then we will determine that those who are unable to fight back will be the losers."
Everyone knew this rule.
Everyone had already decided on the victor in their hearts. They no longer had much to look forward to as they unconsciously turned to look at the young girl that was as tranquil and elegant as an immortal.
This young girl didn't cultivate, she was just an ordinary person. She probably didn't even know what the situation was when these two fought.
A kind-hearted female student came over to Xin Han's side and whispered the battle situation.
Xin Han said her thanks in a low voice. Even though her eyes also revealed a hint of worry, it was still as quiet as before.
Suddenly, Qiu Xian who was in the middle of battle seemed to have slowed down, the huge handprint that he released also seemed to have become unstable.
Half of the spectators had already reached the dissolving blade Realm, while the person in charge of overseeing the competition was still at the nether cave Realm. He could already tell that the reason for Qiu Xian's sudden change was because the Spiritual Strength was not strong enough, resulting in the Spiritual Strength being unable to connect with it, and its speed and attack was also weak.
Actually, this wasn't too surprising in a battle. It was just that this usually happened when the weak were fighting against the strong.
But the two people on stage, Qiu Xian was obviously strong, and a lot stronger.
How could he not be able to continue using the Spiritual Strength?
Although they were puzzled, everyone could only look at it from the start. Everything was fair, and there were no accidents.
Qiu Xian's expression had also changed. It was one of confusion, confusion and anger.
He did not understand why he was unable to continue the Spiritual Strength. How was this possible?
After Qiu Xian struck his palm, Feng Ting's expression suddenly changed, and a normal straight fist came out.
"Whew."
His punch was as powerful as a mountain, and the people around could feel the extraordinary strength behind it. The youth finally retaliated, but he didn't know what effect this retaliation would have.
Qiu Xian raised his hand in resistance. He had thought that this was a very ordinary punch.
However, he immediately knew that he was wrong. It was a fist as powerful as a mountain.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
All eight types of power were unleashed.
This power seemed to be very strong!
There were some powerful individuals within the crowd that felt the power of those who should not have cultivated.
Because Qiu Xian's Spiritual Strength could not be reattached, the power of the eighth layer of power defeated Qiu Xian's resistance, and the remaining three levels of power smashed into Qiu Xian's body.
Swoosh.
Qiu Xian was sent flying, and landed 50 metres away.
His blood was boiling and his meridians were damaged.
Blood was already trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his face was frighteningly white. The confidence from before was gone, leaving behind only fear and confusion.
The spectators were all stunned, they didn't expect the result to be like this. Some people with lower levels of cultivation had no idea what was going on.
How could a martial cultivator possess such power!
The square was completely silent. This was a heaven defying ending ending.
Feng Ting did not attack excessively, he stabilized his body and waited calmly.
The academician finally walked up and announced, "Feng Ting is victorious."
Only then did Feng Ting walk a few steps forward, looked at Qiu Xian and said: "Senior Brother Qiu, please keep your promise and leave Guanling Academy as soon as possible."
Hearing Feng Ting's words, everyone's heart trembled.
Many people had heard of this bet before. At that time, they all thought that Feng Ting would definitely lose, that he would lose, that he would be defeated in a single martial cultivator, and leaving Guanling Academy was nothing at all.
But at this moment, a genius, young master Qiu Family, one of the five great clans of the Heavenly Book City, had been defeated by a young cultivator and was forced to leave the Guanling Academy. How could this be like a dream?
Qiu Xian stood up.
Qiu Peng also walked over at this time, and said to Feng Ting: "This is Guanling Academy, not a place a youngster like you can behave atrociously!"
Feng Ting smiled indifferently: "If there was someone who went back on their promise, then he doesn't seem to be worthy of being Guanling Academy's student."
After Qiu Peng heard this, he was immediately speechless.
Qiu Xian's face became even uglier. He came to Guanling Academy to study, both within and outside the clan, and he was known. If he really left in such a dejected manner, how could he keep his face?
Seeing that Qiu Xian was silent, Feng Ting said in a disapproving manner: "Qiu Xian, if you really want to continue staying in Guanling Academy while licking your face, I believe that Guanling Academy will not chase you away."
Qiu Xian's face darkened, he turned and left.
Qiu Peng immediately followed.
Feng Ting swept a glance over the two of them, turned around and walked in front of Xin Han, and casually said: "Senior Sister Xin, let's go."
"Yes." Although Xin Han's face was calm, the smile on her face revealed her feelings.
"Alright!"
It was unknown who said this, but because there were so many people, no one saw who said it.
However, this was what most people were thinking in their hearts. At least, the young girl was temporarily safe.
Under the night sky, the boys and girls had a clear view of each other's backs. Their steps were calm and harmonious.
Although in many people's hearts, that young man was just a martial cultivator, at least at night, he was strong.
This was destined to be a night that would be remembered for a long time.
He looked to the other side and saw that the other main character had already disappeared.
If it was anyone else, they would probably hide in the darkness as soon as possible.
Qiu Xian and Qiu Peng were currently walking along the darkest path. They did not have a destination, and that was only because this road was dark enough.
As they walked, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of them. This person wore a golden academy disciple's robe. His face was hidden in the darkness, making people afraid.
"This damned fellow!" Chu Zhongqiu immediately cursed.
At this time, everyone else no longer said anything.
This was definitely a very convincing reason.
Feng Ting saw that everyone's expression was heavy, and said: "Don't worry, even if I cannot win, I will not lose so easily."
"Junior Brother, I believe in your strength." Li Yuan immediately said.
Feng Ting frowned: "Senior Brother Li Yuan, you changed your mind quite quickly."
Li Yuan laughed awkwardly.
Feng Ting did not want to continue this topic and asked: "How did Bai Shuo manage to enter the guangling garden? He also got an invitation letter? "
Ding Chundong hurriedly replied: "That's not it, he seems to be relying on an important person. That great character is living at number nineteen, and Bai Shuo is also living at number nineteen as his follower. "
"He's actually willing to stay here as a follower. It looks like this person is indeed a big shot." Feng Ting said.
Ding Chundong said: "Let me ask around and see what kind of great figure he is."
Feng Ting did not object, but stood up and said: "I'm going back."
The others also stood up to send Feng Ting off.
Although Feng Ting appeared to be indifferent, but everyone was a little worried. Since the competition was held in Guanling Academy, they couldn't go to the scene to support Feng Ting. Furthermore, that Qiu Family was one of the five great families of the Heavenly Book City, and Qiu Xian had reached the high grade before even reaching the age of twenty.
Two days quickly passed.
In the evening, a few hundred people gathered outside Ling Wu's hall.
There were people sparring every day in Ling Wu Hall, but this sparring session was different from any other sparring session before.
Because this was a dissolving blade, a spar with a middle grade, any Spirit Cultivator of the Dissolving Blade Primary Grade could kill a Fighting King martial cultivator at will.
The difference between these two people was too great!
The competition was originally planned to be held in Ling Wu's hall, but for some reason, that youth called Feng Ting actually requested to be sparred in the plaza outside Ling Wu's hall.
Could it be that this youth knew that the difference in strength was too great, and was afraid that Qiu Xian would be too ruthless, making all of them want to be seen by even more people?
Both sides were already in place for the martial competition, and opposite to him, was the dashing Spirit Cultivator Qiu Xian was that martial arts youth.
What caused everyone to feel incredulous was that this youth was not afraid at all.
When the crowd saw the girl that was the only one standing in the way of the youth, they understood why the youth still chose to fight despite knowing that he was no match for her.
This young girl seemed to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. Her facial features were picturesque, and she was as elegant as an immortal. Moreover, she was an ordinary person without any cultivation.
How could Qiu Xian let such a beautiful and weak girl go?
But unfortunately, the young girl's guardian was also weak!
Feng Ting heard the pity from the crowd and did not mind at all. He only looked at Qiu Xian casually.
Tonight, the wind dispersed the incense's smell emitted from Qiu Xian's body, making him feel less disgusted.
"Let's begin."
The academician in charge of supervision issued an order.
"Junior Martial Brother Feng, thank you." Qiu Xian cupped his fists in feigned modesty.
"Senior Qiu, after you."
With the form of etiquette, Qiu Xian's gaze turned cold and he decisively took action.
He flipped his palm, and a Spiritual Strength turned into a palm print that struck towards Feng Ting.
Mountain Splitting Palm!
There were people in the crowd who were knowledgeable and knew that this was the Qiu Family's absolute art.
Who would have thought that not only did Qiu Xian bully the weak, he also attacked like this from the very beginning.
It had to be said that this rich and wealthy young master of Qiu Family was extremely shameless.
Swoosh.
Feng Ting did not resist. Instead, the illusory wing trembled and dodged to the side like a ray of light.
So fast!
Currently, Feng Ting had already refined the illusory wing to become even more mysterious. Even he was unable to see the existence of the illusory wing anymore.
The spectators only thought that the martial cultivation youth's movement was unbelievably fast, and didn't know that he had a pair of invisible illusory wing behind him.
"Let me see how long you can dodge this?"
Qiu Xian continued to attack, instigating the Spiritual Strength, his huge handprint struck towards Feng Ting.
Swoosh.
Feng Ting continued to dodge.
"Phew …"
Qiu Xian continued to attack, Feng Ting continued to dodge, the two of them were extremely fast, dazzling everyone.
After going through it, Feng Ting determined that Qiu Xian's cultivation was on par with his. Even if he managed to successfully use One Word Collapsing Fist, it would not be possible for him to solve the problem with a single punch.
Since he could not solve the problem with one punch, nor could he continuously use his full power for the second time, he could only choose to dodge.
"Whooosh."
Qiu Xian's palm prints were getting stronger and stronger, but all of them were avoided by Feng Ting.
The observers were all amazed by the speed of the young man. It was too inconceivable for a young man who cultivated martial cultivation to have such speed.
However, everyone felt that no matter how fast they were, with their inferior martial cultivation bodies and no Spiritual Strength's support, how could they continue to live?
He had no ability to fight back at all. If this went on for too long, he would surely lose.
If this youth left after losing, the girl would probably suffer.
Actually, even the Fellow in charge at the side thought this way. However, there were some rules that he still had to mention.
He said to the duo, "If it takes fifteen minutes and we still can't determine the outcome of the battle, then we will determine that those who are unable to fight back will be the losers."
Everyone knew this rule.
Everyone had already decided on the victor in their hearts. They no longer had much to look forward to as they unconsciously turned to look at the young girl that was as tranquil and elegant as an immortal.
This young girl didn't cultivate, she was just an ordinary person. She probably didn't even know what the situation was when these two fought.
A kind-hearted female student came over to Xin Han's side and whispered the battle situation.
Xin Han said her thanks in a low voice. Even though her eyes also revealed a hint of worry, it was still as quiet as before.
Suddenly, Qiu Xian who was in the middle of battle seemed to have slowed down, the huge handprint that he released also seemed to have become unstable.
Half of the spectators had already reached the dissolving blade Realm, while the person in charge of overseeing the competition was still at the nether cave Realm. He could already tell that the reason for Qiu Xian's sudden change was because the Spiritual Strength was not strong enough, resulting in the Spiritual Strength being unable to connect with it, and its speed and attack was also weak.
Actually, this wasn't too surprising in a battle. It was just that this usually happened when the weak were fighting against the strong.
But the two people on stage, Qiu Xian was obviously strong, and a lot stronger.
How could he not be able to continue using the Spiritual Strength?
Although they were puzzled, everyone could only look at it from the start. Everything was fair, and there were no accidents.
Qiu Xian's expression had also changed. It was one of confusion, confusion and anger.
He did not understand why he was unable to continue the Spiritual Strength. How was this possible?
After Qiu Xian struck his palm, Feng Ting's expression suddenly changed, and a normal straight fist came out.
"Whew."
His punch was as powerful as a mountain, and the people around could feel the extraordinary strength behind it. The youth finally retaliated, but he didn't know what effect this retaliation would have.
Qiu Xian raised his hand in resistance. He had thought that this was a very ordinary punch.
However, he immediately knew that he was wrong. It was a fist as powerful as a mountain.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
All eight types of power were unleashed.
This power seemed to be very strong!
There were some powerful individuals within the crowd that felt the power of those who should not have cultivated.
Because Qiu Xian's Spiritual Strength could not be reattached, the power of the eighth layer of power defeated Qiu Xian's resistance, and the remaining three levels of power smashed into Qiu Xian's body.
Swoosh.
Qiu Xian was sent flying, and landed 50 metres away.
His blood was boiling and his meridians were damaged.
Blood was already trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his face was frighteningly white. The confidence from before was gone, leaving behind only fear and confusion.
The spectators were all stunned, they didn't expect the result to be like this. Some people with lower levels of cultivation had no idea what was going on.
How could a martial cultivator possess such power!
The square was completely silent. This was a heaven defying ending ending.
Feng Ting did not attack excessively, he stabilized his body and waited calmly.
The academician finally walked up and announced, "Feng Ting is victorious."
Only then did Feng Ting walk a few steps forward, looked at Qiu Xian and said: "Senior Brother Qiu, please keep your promise and leave Guanling Academy as soon as possible."
Hearing Feng Ting's words, everyone's heart trembled.
Many people had heard of this bet before. At that time, they all thought that Feng Ting would definitely lose, that he would lose, that he would be defeated in a single martial cultivator, and leaving Guanling Academy was nothing at all.
But at this moment, a genius, young master Qiu Family, one of the five great clans of the Heavenly Book City, had been defeated by a young cultivator and was forced to leave the Guanling Academy. How could this be like a dream?
Qiu Xian stood up.
Qiu Peng also walked over at this time, and said to Feng Ting: "This is Guanling Academy, not a place a youngster like you can behave atrociously!"
Feng Ting smiled indifferently: "If there was someone who went back on their promise, then he doesn't seem to be worthy of being Guanling Academy's student."
After Qiu Peng heard this, he was immediately speechless.
Qiu Xian's face became even uglier. He came to Guanling Academy to study, both within and outside the clan, and he was known. If he really left in such a dejected manner, how could he keep his face?
Seeing that Qiu Xian was silent, Feng Ting said in a disapproving manner: "Qiu Xian, if you really want to continue staying in Guanling Academy while licking your face, I believe that Guanling Academy will not chase you away."
Qiu Xian's face darkened, he turned and left.
Qiu Peng immediately followed.
Feng Ting swept a glance over the two of them, turned around and walked in front of Xin Han, and casually said: "Senior Sister Xin, let's go."
"Yes." Although Xin Han's face was calm, the smile on her face revealed her feelings.
"Alright!"
It was unknown who said this, but because there were so many people, no one saw who said it.
However, this was what most people were thinking in their hearts. At least, the young girl was temporarily safe.
Under the night sky, the boys and girls had a clear view of each other's backs. Their steps were calm and harmonious.
Although in many people's hearts, that young man was just a martial cultivator, at least at night, he was strong.
This was destined to be a night that would be remembered for a long time.
He looked to the other side and saw that the other main character had already disappeared.
If it was anyone else, they would probably hide in the darkness as soon as possible.
Qiu Xian and Qiu Peng were currently walking along the darkest path. They did not have a destination, and that was only because this road was dark enough.
As they walked, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of them. This person wore a golden academy disciple's robe. His face was hidden in the darkness, making people afraid.
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