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1117 Where Does Your Sword Come From 1

Xinxian watched the sign in her hand light up and did not get up immediately.

"It's you! It's you! Ah, go up quickly, why am I so excited?"

Tong Yao grabbed his sleeves hard, as nervous and excited as if he was about to go on stage.

This is the main stadium, the main stadium full of spectators. Once you become famous in a battle, that title will resound throughout the Lower Spirit Realm!

"Don't hurry, look at the one opposite." Xin Qian said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the disciples on the opposite side walked onto the competition stage.

The moment he went up, nursery raunched almost jumped up with excitement.

"The third level of the Heavenly Level! Your luck is really good! The three disciples in Xuanguang Mountain draw all the fourth level of the Heavenly Level, and you actually draw a third level! You will definitely win, right? Answer me quickly, right?"

The nursery rookie was so excited that she almost spoke incoherently. Xinxian pushed away his head that was coming over and stood up.

"I've gone up."

"You can definitely win! You must be able to do it!"

Xinxian had already walked out of the audience, and nursery raunched excitedly. Even the people next to him couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Is this kid a little too excited?

The moment Xinxian's footsteps flew onto the competition platform, the people in Xuanguang Mountain were stunned.

"She, she, why did she get up?"

"Did Ling Xinxian go wrong? This is not a joke! She is a first-level Heavenly Level, hasn't she been eliminated long ago?"

"Sect Master, what should I do? If you disrupt the order and violate the rules, you will have to be severely punished. Our Xuanguang Mountain has been full of bad news, and we can't stand any trouble anymore!"

"Where is Elder Yuan Yan? Why don't you care about her?"

"Wait, who said she had been eliminated long ago? Has anyone seen it with their own eyes?"

"No, but she is only at the first level of the Heavenly Level, and she will never..."

When the people of Xuanguang Mountain looked surprised, had exaggerated expressions, and were all uneasy, the other audience members were no longer calm!

Seeing Xinxian on the competition stage, the already lively main stadium burst into bursts of exclamations instantly!

"The first level of the heavenly rank, a girl in her teens, is so savory and beautiful! It's her! It's her!"

"The rumors are not fake! She really exists. She really defeated the three Heavenly Levels and entered the top 100 of the Nandou Martial Arts Association!"

"I thought yesterday's rumors were all rumored by Xuan Guangshan to save face, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

The audience next to him was so excited, but the people from Xuanguang Mountain looked confused.

"What rumor? Why didn't we hear it?"

"What happened? Does anyone tell us?"

"What's the situation? Isn't she a disciple of your Xuanguang Mountain?"

"Yes, she is our disciple of Xuanguang Mountain."

"Then why don't you know, do you still have to ask outsiders? Is it fun to play us?"

"Don't pay attention to them! I'm very excited now! This is the first time in thousands of years that the first level of the Heavenly Level has been on the Nandou Martial Arts Competition! And I have also entered the top 100!"

"I'm also very excited. The rumors are amazing. Seeing the rumors come true, it's even more amazing! What's wrong with my inexplicable hope that she can win?"

"This hope is not difficult. The one opposite her is also the third level of the Heavenly Level! She was able to kill four Heavenly Levels in a group stage with three swords in seconds, maybe this time it would be fine!"

"Then I finally have the chance to see how a little girl with a flowery and jade slashed across the level three times in seconds!"
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