Shen Zilin never expected that in the blink of an eye, he found that Ming Dai, who was supposed to be a few steps away, had already arrived in front of him!

The most important thing is that at this moment, in front of everyone, there is an ordinary wooden stick pressed against his throat!

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Only Shen Zilin clearly realized that if the stick was a sword, he might have been stabbed through by someone at this moment.

A gust of wind blew by, sending a chill down his back, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Shen Zilin swallowed subconsciously.

"You lost."

Mingdai repeated it calmly, and her cold voice finally brought everyone back to reality from their daze.

Immediately, a heated discussion broke out in the crowd!

That sword move was so fast that even the onlookers, let alone Shen Zilin, didn't react. Qi'an, who was standing behind Ming Dai, was dumbfounded.

I could only feel my eyes opening and closing, and before the joke of the previous second was finished, the competition was inexplicably brought to an end.

If Shen Zilin hadn't still maintained his sword-raising posture, they would have even thought they were hallucinating!

Is this person really in his qi training period?!

Mingdai: Sorry, it’s really not the case.

It's a pity that the cultivation level of these young disciples is not high enough to be able to see through people's cultivation level at a glance, so she is happy to pretend to be stupid.

After all, if Mingdai really revealed her identity and cultivation level, this fight might not be possible.

When she was dealing with Xu Minyu's matter during the day, she was actually quite angry, but because the other party was a group of eight or nine-year-old children, it was not easy for her as an adult to intervene. She could only hold her breath first and wait until the sect competition.

It's time to let Xu Minyu handle it by herself.

But the matter before me was different.

Shen Zilin and the others are obviously of sound minds and well-developed limbs, but their conduct is very bad. If they don't suffer a little, they may end up in heaven in the future.

In other words, children as young as eight or nine can still be taught slowly, but they are at the right age to be spanked.

Well, her itchy hands were also one of the reasons.

Although she doesn't advocate corporal punishment, she can't bear the thought that some people really deserve a beating.

Having made enough limelight, Mingdai quickly removed the yellow wattle stick against the person's throat, stood condescendingly in front of Shen Zilin, and asked calmly: "Do you accept it?"

These two short words were as powerful as stabbing him in the neck in front of everyone.

"..."

As time passed by, the chatter in the crowd became louder and louder, more and more eyes were cast from all directions, and Shen Zilin's expression gradually changed from shocked to ugly.

One move.

He originally wanted to show off his earth-level spiritual sword, but he was defeated in one move?! And he used a branch randomly picked from the roadside!

His dignified Young Master Shen didn't even have time to use his earth-level spiritual sword!

"I... don't accept it."

He gritted his teeth and said: "Senior sister, this is a sneak attack! You have no sense of martial ethics! The competition hasn't even started yet, how can you take action first?"

Mingdai:?

She asked: "You have already used your sword, so why doesn't it count as the beginning?"

Shen Zilin: “But we haven’t started yet!”

Mingdai:???

She was stunned for a moment before realizing Shen Zilin's logic, and she immediately became happy: "Is it possible that you have to salute each other before fighting the monster?"

Even Ming Dai, who had just passed through, knew that they were swordsmen who could lose their lives at any time! They were not fencers!

She was able to change to an open venue before the official fight was all for the sake of the library, otherwise she would have copied someone at random and started directly.

Shen Zilin quibbled: "But this is not a battlefield. I am not ready yet, so you rush to attack first. It is really a failure to win. If you have the ability, do it again!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the elder on duty standing not far away watching the excitement, and immediately shouted: "Elder Xie, you are highly respected, do you think this is true?"

Mingdai didn't notice any elders around her at first, but when she heard what he said, she followed his line of sight and met her eyes with an old man with a white beard.

The moment their eyes met, several images flashed through her mind.

There is the original owner, there is the head master, there is this old man with a white beard, and there is a man whose face can’t be seen clearly...

Seems like another acquaintance?

Mingdai couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The man named Elder Xie was enjoying his melons, but he didn't expect the flames of war to suddenly burn him. However, he was not in a hurry. He tilted his head and looked at Ming Dai playfully.

She didn't know why, but Mingdai had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second the other party smiled and said: "Tang——"

"Thank you, elder, think twice."

She interrupted the other party's words in time and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The white-bearded elder coughed slightly, but he still did not expose her to her face. He changed the topic and said: "Of course it's not impossible to compete again."

He stroked his beard and pretended to be profound and said: "The journey of cultivating immortality is endlessly dangerous. If you are trying to subjugate demons outside, you should naturally put your safety first and don't treat it as a trivial matter."

"But what this little fellow Taoist said is not unreasonable. Since it is a competition within the sect, friendship comes first and competition comes second. The proper etiquette cannot be abolished."

"In my opinion, we can follow the rules of the sect competition, salute each other, and compete again."

Ming Dai: "..."

Although she had no evidence, she was sure that the old man was muddying the waters here mostly because he wanted to see her having fun.

At that moment, Mingdai couldn't help but have a line pop up in her mind -

To this day, we still don’t know how many people the original owner of the roadside had relationships with.

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As soon as they heard the elder on duty saying that they could compete again, the disciples who were watching almost thought there was something wrong with their ears.

"Isn't this a joke?"

It's really ridiculous to have to do it again even though the outcome is already determined.

After all, we are not powerful monks. Both physical and spiritual power are very limited. If we can't defeat it and start over, wouldn't it become a war of attrition?

If the result is the same if we try it again, do we have to do it again? In that case, it would be better to just declare Shen Zilin and the others as the winner from the beginning.

The people around were talking a lot, and they were all a little angry. Some people even quarreled with Shen Zilin's two followers.

But when he thought of the way Ming Dai had sealed her throat with a sword just now, and then looked at her calm and calm appearance now, even Qian, who least wanted to see them fight, couldn't say anything like "She's very tired."

...No matter how you look at it, she can stab Shen Zilin for another ten rounds.

So under the complicated and expectant eyes of everyone, Ming Dai soon ushered in her round 2.

This time, Shen Zilin did not dare to underestimate the enemy. As soon as he came up, he quickly activated his sword skills. The silver thin sword faintly glowed in his hand, and the wind suddenly rose from the ground.

Everyone around was startled when they saw this.

"Is it sword energy?"

"He hasn't reached the foundation building stage yet, has he? He has already realized the sword energy? No wonder he insists on having another competition..."

The two followers secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and then they became arrogant again: "If the female cultivator hadn't taken advantage of the loophole just now, our young master would never have lost."

"that is!"

"The Earth-Level Spirit Sword is no joke. Keep your mouth shut. If you start making noises again, I'll beat you up too!"

Speaking of this, the Lezi people who had originally looked down upon Ming Dai's sword attack also stopped their smiles and shrank their necks.

However, they did not notice that just as their tone became more and more solemn, the corner of the white-bearded elder next to him twitched.

What a sword spirit.

Mingdai looked at the crazy surging spiritual energy around Shen Zilin, and felt as if there was a crazy deflated balloon hanging in front of her eyes.

Still the kind with holes all over his body.

If this continues, she won't even have to do anything, and the other party will be able to exhaust her spiritual power.

Shen Zilin obviously knew this very well.

But there was nothing he could do.

This earth-level spiritual sword is quite powerful. It can use spiritual power to simulate the effect of sword energy, but at the cost, the consumption rate of spiritual power will also increase exponentially.

So he had to make a quick decision.

Almost at the same moment when he used the sword technique, Shen Zilin disappeared from the same place, leaving only a mysterious silver light in the air!

Those are the marks scratched by the sword.
To be continued...