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

There was only one competition every day, and it was already the third day in a blink of an eye.

Tang Shi yawned lazily and stretched out his hand to rub his neck.

Kind of miss her recliner.

"Luo Liufeng Song Ci, please give me some advice, senior brother!"

On the stage, Song Ci raised his fist towards the audience.

"Good talk, good talk."

The man smiled contemptuously, then jumped up and attacked Song Ci.

He was extremely fast, and he was in front of Song Ci in the blink of an eye, and struck his chest with his right palm.

"Song Ci will probably continue to use the escape technique, and then make a sneak attack to kick this senior brother out of the ring, right?"

"Three scores?"

"Although it's a bit disgraceful, this trick works well."

The disciples whispered and stared intently at the field.

However, under everyone's gaze, Song Ci moved slightly to avoid the attack, flipped his left palm, and suddenly blasted out, confronting him head-on.

With a "bang" sound, when the two palms met, a violent explosion occurred, and the aftermath overflowed, causing the two people's robes to flutter.

"He hid, but not completely." someone whispered.

The others nodded in agreement.

"You didn't hide?" The other party obviously didn't expect that Song Ci would choose to fight with him head-on, and he froze on the spot for a long time before coming back to his senses.

"Junior brother, if you choose to fight head-on, you will lose." He sneered again and again.

However, Song Ci still stood there, looking at him calmly and calmly, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't take his words seriously.

Seeing this, the man's brows furrowed even more, and he waved his right palm again, with a sharp wind, heading straight for Song Ci's head!

He wanted to see how long this kid could last!

"Buzzing..."

Before the palm wind reached the tip of Song Ci's nose, a harsh buzz suddenly sounded, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, as if the air was frozen.

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly and they looked up in surprise.

Song Ci's figure moved slightly, turning into a shadow and retreating.

And that terrifying sound wave blasted towards his back as he left.

"Oh!"

The dull loud noise spread throughout the valley, shaking people's eardrums.

The man's face turned pale, and he slowly knelt down, clutching his chest.

"Pfft..." He spat out blood and stared at Song Ci in disbelief.

Everyone in the audience was shocked by Song Ci's display of strength. They were stunned for a moment and then took a deep breath.

So strong!

The second level of Qi training, this is too abnormal!

Although today's opponent is only at the seventh level of Qi refining, there is still a difference of five small realms.

It was obvious that this senior brother had been in the dominant position just now, why was he suddenly defeated?

"W-what's going on? It can be said that Song Ci won the first two games because of a sneak attack, but this time, after just one face-to-face encounter, the senior brother suffered a disastrous defeat." A disciple murmured, with an extremely complicated expression.

"What is the origin of Song Ci? Is he really only at the second level of Qi Refining Stage?"

"Is this the scary thing about true disciples? They look ordinary, but they are so ferocious in action."

"What are you still doubting? Song Ci has obviously hidden his cultivation. His true cultivation is far above the seventh level of Qi Refining." A true disciple snorted coldly.

Everyone suddenly realized, and their eyes gradually turned to reverence when looking at Song Ci.

After one year of entering the Taoism, he rose from zero to the seventh level of Qi refining. Such a monster is simply enviable and jealous!

When I first entered the Tao, I encountered many obstacles and encountered numerous difficulties and obstacles. After decades of practice, I could not make any progress.

It’s only been one year!

It's really people-to-people, maddening people.

"If Song Ci is at the seventh level of Qi refining, then it is reasonable for him to win." A disciple sighed.

"Yes."

Everyone agreed and agreed with his statement.

In addition, Song Ci can also leapfrog challenges.

Although there are few people who can leapfrog the challenge, it is not impossible.

Isn't Luo Kuang the same person?

It's a pity that he met Song Ci, who was even more evil than him.

Now in this competition, both of them are at the seventh level of Qi refining. Isn't it easy for Song Ci to defeat the other party?

At this moment, on the stage.

Song Ci patted his sleeves lightly and said, "Senior brother, I accept."

The man gritted his teeth and glared at him angrily, then rolled his sleeves and got off the ring, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Song Ci smiled and walked off the stage gracefully.

"Song Ci wins!"

……

"Interesting, it's so interesting!" Mo Wuyan touched his chin, looked at Song Ci with a smile, and then looked at the stunned Zhuge Qingchen beside him.

"Senior Brother Zhuge, what do you think?" he asked with great interest.

Zhuge Qingchen came back to his senses and said, "Junior brother Song Ci is indeed outstanding."

Previously, he was worried that Luoliu Summit would lose in the competition, but now it seems that his worries are unfounded.

In the past three days, Song Ci's performance was amazing.

No one is optimistic about Luo Liufeng, but Luo Liufeng has a dark horse.

"I really hope I can compete with Junior Brother Song Ci." Mo Wuyan sighed suddenly, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

He also wanted to see how strong the five chaotic spiritual roots could be.

Hearing this, Zhuge Qingchen glanced at him silently and did not answer.

"No. [-], get on the ring!" the elder shouted.

"coming."

Mo Wuyan immediately responded, then jumped up and landed firmly on the ring.

As soon as he came on the stage, everyone started talking excitedly.

"Wow! It's actually Senior Brother Mo Wuyan!"

"Senior Brother Mo's opponents have abstained in the first two games. I wonder if his opponents will abstain this round?"

"I guess I will definitely give up. Who dares to compete with the Sword Demon if he thinks he has a long life!"

"..."

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Mo Wuyan stood with his arms folded and his eyes scanned the surroundings wildly.

abruptly—

A figure swept onto the ring like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, flying like feathers, like a banished immortal.

Mo Wuyan stared at him blankly, his eyes flickering, "My opponent is actually you."

The person who came was suddenly Zhuge Qingchen!

All the disciples were immediately dumbfounded.

"What? Senior Brother Mo and Senior Brother Zhuge are meeting now?"

"Shouldn't these two compete for the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking in the end?"

"This competition for the Heavenly Ranking is really exciting. In the past, there were useless disciples from Luo Liufeng who suddenly emerged, and then there were the first and second placers in the Heavenly Ranking who met halfway through the race."

"You think...who will win?"

"I don't know."

People in the audience were whispering to each other and discussing endlessly.

Zhuge Qingchen coughed a few times and said, "Junior brother, please give me some advice."

"Please." Mo Wuyan bowed his hands.

In the next moment, the two people moved quickly, each using their own methods to entangle and fight with each other.

"Bam—"

"Bangdang-"

The two figures intertwined and whirled around, the shadows of fists filled the sky, and the clanging of weapons made people's ears ache.

The speed of the two was so fast that even the people in the audience couldn't tell who was who and could only judge their movements through their voices.

"Shh!"

Mo Wuyan's figure suddenly rose, and the silver light in his hand was as strong as a broken bamboo, piercing the sky and slashing towards Zhuge Qingchen.

The sharp edge was approaching and killing, Zhuge Qingchen quickly reacted and dodged sideways, barely able to avoid the attack.

However, at this moment, a strong wind came from behind him, making him frown.

Mo Wuyan, who appeared behind him from time to time, suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard on the waist.

Zhuge Qingchen ducked out of the way, and Mo Wuyan took the opportunity to bully him, and another fight ensued.