Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

The news that Song Ci was called to break off the engagement instantly spread throughout the Yunyan Sect, causing everyone to sigh.

"Junior Brother Song Ci seemed to have been brought back from the mortal world by the Master of Luo Liu Peak. The engagement must have been made in the mortal world. In order to break off the engagement, people came here from the mortal world to chase him?"

"Now that you have entered Taoism, why don't you break off the engagement as soon as possible? Isn't this a waste of this girl's prime years?"

"What do you know! As far as I know, the woman was first spotted by a certain sect in Sein Divine Continent and was then taken away. Junior Brother Song Ci was sent to Luo Liu Peak to practice by his father who mobilized the whole country. of."

"So this is ah……"

"The other party has outstanding qualifications and has been designated as the next sect master. As for Song Ci, even if his father mobilizes the whole country to send him to the world of immortal cultivation, he is not only a person with five spiritual roots, but it is difficult to form a pill."

"He is very lucky to be able to enter the Yunyan Sect and practice Taoism, so don't think about any engagement."

"Ugh--"

"The latest news is that Junior Brother Song Ci is dissatisfied with the other party's visit to break off the engagement and is about to start a fight!"

"what?!"

Everyone spoke in unison.

The expressions on the faces are various: surprise, shock, astonishment, disbelief...

But more people are waiting to see the fun.

"Who is he fighting? With his cultivation in the foundation building stage, why should he be dissatisfied?"

"Senior Brother Song Ci, hasn't he always been low-key and humble? Isn't this unlike him?"

"Haha, can you not be annoyed when someone comes to your door to break off the engagement?"

"I also heard that the girl's background is very scary, and Yun Yanzong cannot afford to offend her!"

"……real or fake?"

"Exactly!"

"Go and have a look. If the two of them really fight, it will be interesting to see!"

As a result, all the disciples put down what they were doing and headed to the martial arts field.

At this moment, the martial arts square was crowded with people, hundreds of disciples gathered in a circle, and there was a man and a woman facing each other in the central open space.

"Hiss... the other party is in the Golden Core realm. Junior Brother Song Ci is so impulsive. How can he win?"

"That is to say..."

Everyone was whispering, causing the already noisy square to suddenly become unprecedentedly chaotic.

"Besides, this battle does not matter life or death, Song Ci is stupid~"

"The opponent's Jindan realm, how can Junior Brother Song Ci be his opponent? If you admit defeat early, you might be able to save your life."

"Ugh--"

While everyone was sighing, Song Ci stood in front of the competition stage, his eyes as calm as water.

If he faced the female cultivator named Xiao Su, he would still be wary of her even if she was sitting there.

But facing Ning Ling, there was no need to use his trump card.

"Hmph, you want to challenge my master even in the foundation building stage. You are simply seeking death!"

"Sister Ning Ling, beat him down!"

"Senior sister, come on!"

Xiao Jiu stood nearby and cheered wildly.

Ning Ling pursed her red lips, stretched out her hand, and held a long sword in her palm.

"Please advise."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ci moved.

His figure was as erratic as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly arrived in front of Ning Ling.

At the same time, he raised his right leg and kicked Ning Ling's abdomen fiercely, very quickly.

Ning Ling raised her eyebrows and quickly reacted by turning sideways to avoid the attack.

She flashed, walked around behind Song Ci, and wrapped her left arm around Song Ci's neck.

However, Song Ci easily broke away from the shackles and stepped forward again, hitting Ning Ling's chest with his right fist.

"boom--"

Ning Ling was caught off guard and was blasted several meters away.

But she quickly stabilized her figure, stepped on the ground with her toes, turned around and stared at Song Ci, her eyes complex.

This is not like the strength that can be displayed during the foundation building period.

Song Ci smiled and approached Ning Ling step by step.

"Don't underestimate anyone."

He chuckled, his tone as gentle as the wind, but it made Ning Ling's hair stand on end.

She subconsciously pulled out her sword and held it in front of her chest.

"Zheng-"

The long sword made a crisp sound.

Ning Ling clenched her fists and said, "Show all your strength. No need to hide it anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her fist and hit Song Ci's chest hard.

Song Ci turned sideways and curled his lips into a slight smile.

"Then I'm welcome."

He swept his right leg and swept Ning Ling away.

Ning Ling took a few steps back and groaned.

Ning Ling fell to the ground and groaned.

Everyone around him gasped when they saw this.

"Junior Brother Song Ci... is that strong? Is this still the foundation building stage in my mind?!"

"I originally thought that Junior Brother Song Ci would be crushed. Looking back after this fight, the fairy's condition is not good!"

"We all underestimated him."

"After one year of entry, he was able to defeat all the senior brothers who have completed the foundation building in the sect competition at the Qi Refining Stage. Junior Brother Song Ci cannot be treated with common sense. He is by no means as weak as he seems on the surface!"

"Today, he might win."

"..."

The more people chatted, the more excited they became, and there was a lot of discussion. However, Song Ci and Ning Ling, who were the parties involved, stood there quietly, motionless.

"Do you want to continue?" Song Ci asked.

"of course."

Ning Ling gritted her teeth and attacked again.

The spiritual power surged in her body, her wrists shook, and the long sword danced with layers of light, hitting Song Ci like a falling meteor with a mighty force.

"Thousand Rains and Meteors!"

Song Ci's eyes narrowed dangerously, he drew the long sword in his hand and stabbed Ning Ling straight into the throat.

Ning Ling avoided the attack with agility, stood on her tiptoes, and flew up like a swallow. The long sword dissipated in her hand, turning into a rain of flowers, covering Song Ci.

Song Ci's body was slightly arched, his toes were touching the ground, and he jumped up high. The sharp blade in his hand cut through the air, splitting the flowers and rain, and approached Ning Ling's front door.

All this happened in the light of calcium carbide fire, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Ning Ling felt her eyelids suddenly sinking, and a cold and sharp breath hit her nostrils, making her whole body stiff and tense involuntarily.

She tilted her head slightly, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

Song Ci retracted his elbow and hit Ning Ling's shoulder.

Ning Ling staggered back.

Scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth and slid down her snow-white chin, but she seemed to feel nothing as she stared at Song Ci with burning eyes.

this person……

He really hid his strength!

"You are not in the foundation building stage at all. Are you hiding your cultivation?"

"Yes."

Song Ci admitted calmly, "You just realized it now?"

"why?"

"It's not important." Song Ci said quietly.

Ning Ling raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I will use all my strength. I must win this contest!"

Before she finished speaking, her aura suddenly rose, becoming fierce and compelling.

In an instant, a strong wind blew on the martial arts stage.

Song Ci narrowed his eyes and stared at her.

Ning Ling was surrounded by wisps of purple aura, making her even more ethereal.

"You have to be careful."

After she finished speaking, her arms slightly bent and her sleeves bulged, then straightened out instantly.

At the same time, her speed surged, like a gust of wind, rushing towards Song Ci with a destructive aura.

Song Ci looked calm and did not panic. He raised his sword to face Ning Ling's attack. His moves were tricky and cruel, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

The two weapons collided, making a clanging sound of metal, and the lingering sound spread throughout the surroundings.

Everyone watching under the ring was stunned.