In the eyes of everyone, Xia Jian held a sharp sword in his hand, and a dazzling yellow light emitted from the tip of the sword. At the same time, he flew up and stabbed Ye Chen with a sword. Ye Chen seemed to be frightened by Xia Jian's terrifying sword move, closed his eyes and stood there blankly, not knowing to dodge, and did not move.

Some people from Bixi Sect under the ring couldn't help but sarcastically: "Ye Chen is probably stupid, so he doesn't know how to dodge. He doesn't have to do this if he wants to die."

But others are sarcastic: "Maybe they are very strong and don't bother to hide? Haha."

Another part of the people replied: "Stop making trouble. Did he think Senior Brother Xia Jian is Mei Liangxin, the guy who practices Qi level 4? He easily took it down."

"Our Senior Brother Xia Jian is a master at level seven in Qi training. He is one of the rare geniuses in the entire Bixi County..."

Just as the Bixi Sect was constantly mocking the bar, Xia Jian's sword tip was less than 1 meter away from Ye Chen. Even Ye Chen's clothes were blown by the wind brought out by Xia Jian's sword energy.

Xia Jian raised his hand slightly, and the sharp sword rushed straight to Ye Chen's face.

Xia Jian suddenly felt that his sword must have hit a single blow, because even a master of Qi training level 8 who was one level higher than him could not avoid his sword moves within such a short distance. Even if Ye Chen could barely avoid it, Ye Chen would definitely be seriously injured.

But just when Xia Jian felt that his sword had stabbed Ye Chen, Xia Jian suddenly felt his eyes shaking, and then he felt that the sword in his hand could no longer move.

Xia Jian looked closely and saw that his sword body was clamped by Ye Chen's two fingers. Xia Jian, who failed to show off, blushed with shame. At the same time, he pulled the sword back hard, trying to pull the sword out of Ye Chen's hand, but Xia Jian found that no matter how hard he tried, his sword could not move a point, so he had to say angrily to Ye Chen: "Let me go."

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Oh! Do you really want me to let go? Senior brother?"

Xia Jian said anxiously: "Are you talking nonsense? Let me go quickly."

Ye Chen shook his head and sighed, as if he was very disappointed with Xia Jian: "Okay, since you said that, then I'm as you wish for Senior Brother."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he clamped the index and middle fingers of the sword body and released it, and sent it forward slightly (just like the Naruto Payne issued by Konoha killing Kakashi.)

Then Xia Jian was holding his sword and flew out of the ring like a cannonball.

At the same time, Ye Chen moved his feet and used his slight steps, and at the same time he used the Thunder Palm. Ye Chen left behind a series of afterimages with lightning along the way.

Just as Xia Jian was about to fly out of the ring, Ye Chen hit Xia Jian's chest with a thunder palm, causing Xia Jian, who was already squirting blood to spew a mouthful of blood again, and he fainted. At the same time, because Ye Chen helped him, Xia Jian, who was originally as fast as a cannonball, smashed towards the ground at a faster speed.

Soon, Xia Jian smashed a big hole on the ground. Xia Jian's body's tendons, veins and bones were broken. Even if he could be cured in the future, he could only stop at the seventh level of Qi training for life and could not make any progress.

Ye Chen clapped his hands, and looked at Jia Zhengjing contemptuously and said, "Master, you disciples are too careless. Can you change someone with the strength? I'm a little bored."

Just when Ye Chen was thinking of how to defeat Wu Di, Wu Di took the initiative to attack. He used the unique skills of the Bixi Sect: Bixi came towards Ye Chen with his footsteps. Wu Di held a spiritual sword in his hand, moving forward like a rolling flood.

Before he could think too much, Ye Chen's footsteps changed and he tricked to the side. He just avoided Wu Di's sword move. But Wu Di relaxed his hand at this time, and the spiritual sword in his hand flew out. Wu Di also attached his spiritual power to the spiritual sword, controlling the spiritual sword to attack Ye Chen's vital points.

Ye Chen relied on the mystery of Lingbo Weibu, and he narrowly avoided the attack of Wu Di's spiritual sword again and again. However, the good times did not last long. Wu Di seemed to have figured out the way Ye Chen's moving direction, and actually predicted the place where Ye Chen would appear next time. If Ye Chen hadn't suppressed his steps in time, rolled aside, and avoided Wu Di's spiritual sword, Ye Chen would have almost bumped into Wu Di's spiritual sword.

After wiping the cold sweat on his head, Ye Chen said to himself: "As a matter of fact, I can't underestimate anyone in this world. I've been walking too smoothly before, which has led to my drift. Because no matter where I am, there is no shortage of geniuses. If I still maintain the wrong mentality of the past, even if I have the system to help my life twice, I will probably be cold sooner or later in the future."

After thinking about it, Ye Chen waved the Qingling Sword aside again and slashed the spiritual sword that Wu Di attacked to one side. Ye Chen also let go of the Qingling Sword and used his earth-level skill, the second style of Xuantian Sword Technique.

Ye Chen and Wu Di stood on both sides of the ring, and their hands kept gesturing. Their spiritual swords collided with each other again and again in the air, emitting sparks. The sword energy of the spiritual sword scattered everywhere, and they would cut out long and deep sword marks except for the other places where they were standing.

Although the two had the same cultivation level, Ye Chen had just returned from the Xuanhuang Mountains and had experienced a lot after many sinister battles. However, Wu Di only practiced hard in the sect, and his combat experience had no other experience except for fighting with his fellow disciples on weekdays.

Although Wu Di had a high understanding of swordsmanship, he relied on his understanding of swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the early stage to suppress Ye Chen's fight, and Ye Chen could only passively defend. However, over time, the difference between the combat experience was highlighted. The offense and defense of the two gradually changed.

Slowly, sword wounds began to appear on Wu Di's body, but Ye Chen, with his rich combat experience, avoided Wu Di's attack again and again.

A stick of incense passed, and Wu Di was covered in blood now, and Ye Chen's white shirt was also dusty. At this moment, Wu Di, who was exhausted, paused his hand in controlling the spirit sword, and his spirit sword movements stopped. Ye Chen seized this opportunity and controlled the Qing Ling Sword to turn and avoid Wu Di's spirit sword, and flew directly towards Wu Di.

Wu Di, who was exhausted and unable to resist, looked at the Qingling Sword flying towards his neck, had to close his eyes and prepare to face Ye Chen's fatal blow.

But after waiting for a while, Wu Di, who had his eyes closed, still didn't feel any pain. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Ye Chen's Qingling Sword floating quietly in front of his neck.

Wu Di looked at Ye Chen who was dirty in front of him and asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I'm not a murderer, so why do I kill you?"

Wu Di continued to ask, "But didn't you deposed my two junior brothers in Bixi Sect in succession? I am also a disciple of Bixi Sect, so even if you don't kill me, at least you will have to depose me, right?"

Listening to Wu Di's strange logic, Ye Chen was so angry that he was so angry that he also explained patiently: "I used to destroy them before, because one bullies me first and the other pretended to be behind me, so I used to destroy them."

"As for you, I think you are more righteous and also like you, so I feel good about you, so I won't ruin you."

Wu Di's eyes opened angrily and said loudly: "No, do you look down on me? That's why you don't ruin me. I am a disciple of the Bixi Sect. You have to treat everyone equally and destroy me quickly."

Ye Chen suddenly ran around in his heart, and walked over directly, kicked Wu Di in the butt, kicked Wu Di and rolled off the ring. "I'm going, damn, I didn't expect that people looked quite decent, but they were a pervert inside, and they wanted to be abolished. Weird."

"Congratulations to the host, defeating a level 8 cultivator for Qi training, and obtaining a pretentious value of 500, 200 points, experience..."

While Jia Zhengjing in the audience was in a bad mood, he also felt embarrassed. He never thought that Wu Di, who had always been cool before, was actually a masochist. I won’t say that he defeated him, but he actually asked the enemy to destroy himself. What is the reason?

At the same time, Jia Zhengjing was also very panicked. After all, Wu Di was the second best among his disciples. Now even he was defeated, and only one of his disciples was left with a level 9 of Qi training. Although Ye Chen only had level 8 of Qi training, he had two hours to recover. Once he recovered, his strength should not be underestimated. If Ye Chen fought hard at that time, he might have injured Zhang Junjie. At that time, Zhang Junjie would fight against Lin Ying again, which would probably be cold.

As if he saw the result he predicted, Jia Zhengjing felt even more gloomy. So he waved his hand and called Zhang Junjie over. He took out his fifth-grade spiritual sword, Red Flame Sword from his Qiankun bag, and a few fifth-grade spiritual elixirs that can immediately recover from injuries and spiritual power (the lowest first-grade, the highest ninth-grade, and the highest higher, and the higher advanced). He handed it to Zhang Junjie: "Disciple, now the hope of the entire sect is with you. Whether you can get a quota in Yingchuan Academy depends on you. If you even lose, then your junior brothers and sisters will be just a joke to add to the pupil. So you can only win, but you can't lose, do you know?"

Zhang Junjie nodded and agreed, "Don't worry, Master, my disciple will not let you down."

After saying that, Wu Junjie turned around and left, and came to the under the ring. Looking at Ye Chen who was constantly trying to recover on the ring, Wu Junjie smiled coldly and thought to himself: "I am not the two idiots Mei Liangxin and the old-fashioned Wu Di. Wait, I will earn back all the face lost by my Bixi Sect."

Two hours passed by, and Ye Chen also recovered. So Ye Chen stood up, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Zhang Junjie who was walking up as he pinched.

Zhang Junjie sneered at Ye Chen and said, "Junior Brother Ye, I am at level 9 of Qi training, one level higher than you. When you are in full swing, you will not be my opponent. Besides, after three battles, you have recovered for two hours, but at most seven or eight points, and you are not my opponent, so you give up."

Listening to Zhang Junjie's words, Ye Chen sighed inwardly: "Sure enough, there are really everyone. There are pretentious offenders like Mei Liangxin, gentlemen like Wu Di, and now there are sinister arrogant men like Zhang Junjie. The life of this Bixi School is really colorful."
Chapter completed!