After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Three days later will be the final of this competition. At this time, Qing Ning is leisurely in the cave, stroking the white wolf.

Ouyang Jingjing looked at her curiously, "Aren't you worried? You don't know, standing outside are betting on who will win the final victory, you or Fang Yuanyuan."

"Why should I worry? In short, I know very well that I will not lose!"

Qing Ning is very confident. Once she reaches the final stage, she will not be a loser.

Ouyang Jingjing was stunned for a moment, then turned around and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right. At this point, there is no real loser. It was my fault."

Since being defeated by Qing Ning, Ouyang Jingjing would occasionally come to Jiufeng to find her, saying that he came here just to ask her for advice.

Qing Ning was amused by her reason, and those people could actually believe her words.

The two chatted for a while. Before leaving, Ouyang Jingjing stopped at the door and said, "Qing Ning, after the competition, I will go to the Sword Tomb to find a spiritual sword suitable for me. As the sword of my destiny, Fang Yuanyuan will also go to the Sword Tomb. ,And you?"

"Sword Tomb? I'll go too!"

"Okay, see you at the Sword Tomb!"

"Ok!"

After saying that, Ouyang Jingjing left Qing Ning's cave.

"Spiritual swords? Master, you already have quite a few spiritual swords and celestial swords, including divine swords. Do you still want to go to the Sword Tomb?"

"Go, why not go? The sword tomb breeds thousands of spiritual swords. Every monk can go there to get a spiritual sword in front of the golden elixir. The spiritual sword will grow with the strength of the owner. A person only has one chance in his life. But not everyone can get a spiritual sword. It is destined that I should have a spiritual sword."

Qing Ning still remembers her past life. With the help of her master, she got a spiritual sword, the Mingxin Sword. This sword has been with her for a long time. This time she went to the Sword Tomb to bring it back.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the finals, and everyone was placing bets on whether she would win or lose. Many people thought she would lose. After thinking about it, she beat herself to win!

Looking at the familiar face opposite her, she felt a sense of emotion. They had finally become rivals. This time, she would try her best to make their meeting at the top worth it. Next time, it should not happen again. There's a chance!

"This sword of mine is my old friend. It has no name, but it has been with me for a long time!"

Fang Yuanyuan looked at Qing Ning and spoke seriously about the only spiritual sword in her hand.

"This spiritual sword was given to me by my master when I first entered the sect. It is called Qinghong Sword and has been with me for ten years."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the two people changed. Instead of the usual joking and gentleness, they were just serious and cautious.

Fang Yuanyuan was the first to take action. She swung out her sword, and the sharp sword light was like lightning piercing the night sky, striking Qing Ning hard in front of her eyes. Suddenly, the entire arena shook violently, and countless stones were thrown. Bricks and tiles came towards me, and the ground shook.

Qing Ning tapped her toes on the ground and flew away from where she was. Not to be outdone, she swung her long sword with the force of thunder. Wherever the sword light passed, rocks exploded and the arena was cut open for dozens of meters. of deep trench.

Fang Yuanyuan flew up and dodged. Qing Ning took advantage of the victory and flew to catch up. She kept waving the long sword in her hand. Suddenly, a bright light burst out from the sword body. This white light was like a meteor shower across the sky. Everywhere he went, everything was destroyed.

Looking at the destroyed arena, Fang Yuanyuan smiled.

"As expected of Qing Ning, it turns out he has hidden so much strength."

"We have each other."

After saying that, Qing Ning did not dare to take it lightly, and kept attacking with the spirit sword in his hand. Fang Yuanyuan held the spirit sword and dealt with it calmly. The two figures intertwined, and there was only a "ping ping ping ping" sound. In just one cup of tea, the two had already exchanged hundreds of moves.

After they separated, the two were panting and looked at each other seriously.

Suddenly, Fang Yuanyuan's body instantly rose into the air, her spirit sword flashed across her wrist, and she stabbed forward gently.

Qing Ning felt the changes all over her body. The airflow around her formed a closed space, and her figure was locked. In this space, Fang Yuanyuan was a god-like existence who could control everything.

"Yes, it seems that she has understood a little bit of the secrets of the laws of space!"

Suddenly, bits of blood scattered in the air, countless sword shadows slashed horizontally and vertically, the sword moves were as fast as lightning, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and it was extremely powerful. Qing Ning felt the strong pressure and quickly avoided the sword energy in the space.

Not to be outdone, Qing Ning raised her spirit sword and used all her strength to slash in one direction. "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a golden light wave flashed, mixed with extremely powerful destructive power, and shot all around instantly.

The space created by Fang Yuanyuan was destroyed in an instant.

"Well, poof!"

She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the destruction of space had a certain impact on her.

Qing Ning's long sword stood upright in the air, and with a slash in the air, a red beam of light, mixed with a roar that shattered the sky and the earth, slashed towards Fang Yuanyuan crazily.

Seeing such a powerful offensive in front of her, Fang Yuanyuan took a few steps back and used the spirit sword in her hand to block it.

However, Fang Yuanyuan was still injured, but such a powerful offensive almost exhausted the spiritual power in Qing Ning's body.

The excessive consumption of spiritual power caused Qing Ning's speed to drop. Fang Yuanyuan seized the opportunity and attacked immediately. Qing Ning was unaware and her left arm was scratched by her spiritual sword.

"Ah!" Qing Ning felt a pain and saw blood slowly flowing out of her left hand. She gently tapped the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding.

The two soon started fighting again, going back and forth without mercy.

After a while, both of their bodies and faces were covered in color.

Everyone in the audience sighed as they watched the two former friends fight to the death in the ring.

The swords intertwined, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and the sword moves between the two became sharper and faster.

Countless sword energy collided continuously, and each impact was accompanied by astonishing sparks.

Qing Ning was dressed in a green robe, and her figure was as light as a young swallow. She turned her wrist gently, and her green rainbow sword flashed as fast as lightning.

Fang Yuanyuan was dressed in the most common white outer sect disciple's clothes, and her sword was like a white snake spitting out messages, hissing through the wind, and like a wandering dragon passing through, walking around.

Gradually, the moves in their hands became faster and faster, and the scene became more and more intense.

The two were equally powerful, and the fight was back-and-forth, with not just one person injured.

Qing Ning looked at Fang Yuanyuan with solemn eyes. After several big moves, the two of them had very little spiritual power left. If they continued to fight, both sides would suffer losses. At this moment, whoever strikes first and seizes the opportunity may win. Win this game.

Fang Yuanyuan naturally understands the problems that Qing Ning can see. She has been looking for opportunities but suffers from the lack of suitable opportunities.

Fang Yuanyuan's heart changed, and she poured all the spiritual power in her body into the spiritual sword, intending to strike with all her strength.

Seeing this, Qing Ning also understood Fang Yuanyuan's purpose. In this case, she also wanted to fight with her.

The bodies of the two were surrounded by two colors of red and gold. They had exerted their strength to the extreme. This final blow would determine the outcome.

Whether it was the elder peak masters in the stands or the spectators below the ring, they held their breath. This was a wonderful match. They could actually have such strength in the foundation period. The future of these two people is limitless!

The two of them raised their spiritual swords at the same time and slashed them down at the same time. They saw two forces, one red and one gold, coming towards each other. Within a few breaths, they collided.

Qing Ning continued to output, and Fang Yuanyuan was not to be outdone.

The two people in the middle of the ring tried their best to win this game.

Time passed little by little, and the output continued. At this time, the two people's faces were pale, and blood flowed slightly from the corners of their mouths, but neither one gave up. Dust was flying, gravel was swirling, and tiles were shattered into ashes.

There was only a "click" and "bang bang bang" sound, and the spirit sword in Fang Yuanyuan's hand was broken into pieces bit by bit. Her eyes were full of disbelief. The old man who had been with her for endless years had finally left her. And went.

The power that Qing Ning had no time to recover knocked Fang Yuanyuan away and fell heavily to the ground. She quickly recovered the little spiritual power she had left. Her body was swaying. Looking at Fang Yuanyuan lying on the ground in the distance, unable to stand up, she felt in her heart There was a hint of worry, but she knew she could do it.

Everyone is immersed in this game, and now that the outcome has been decided, they have not yet reacted.

The referee came back to his senses, opened the barrier, walked in, looked at Fang Yuanyuan who fell on the ground, and Qing Ning who was barely standing, and shouted an announcement.

"The first place winner in this sect competition is Gu Qingning!"

Qing Ning breathed a sigh of relief. She walked slowly to Fang Yuanyuan, gave her a pill, and then took the pill herself.

After the medicine took effect, Fang Yuanyuan slowly sat up and looked at Qing Ning who was staring at her. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. During this competition, they all gained insights.