Junior sister took first place again

Chapter 106 Scene 3

"Next person, please come on stage."

After Qin Fei retreated, Ning Jiasheng looked at the side with the most disciples from Lingxiao Peak and said with a smile.

There was an uproar below. He actually continued to fight two games in a row without any rest!

As a result, everyone's eyes and hearts became even more excited, especially the disciples of Lingxiao Peak below the stage, who argued endlessly to win the third battle spot.

Everyone was fighting for the position and no one was willing to give in. For a while, no one was able to get on stage first.

Several disciples of Piaomiao Peak, wearing light red fairy-like dresses, sighed:

"Senior Sister Su, are you sure you can hold out for a quarter of an hour under Uncle Ning's sword?"

They have already determined the order of appearance when it is Piaomiao Peak's turn. Senior Sister Su will be the first one, and she will face Uncle Ning in his prime.

Su Shuangyi looked at the girl on the stage who still showed no signs of dejection. She did not answer the question, but said with bright eyes, "I will definitely give it my all."

After they finished speaking, the disciples of Lingxiao Peak in the field still couldn't come to a conclusion.

Those who are qualified to go on stage at this moment don’t care who the opponent is, whether he is a direct disciple or an inner disciple. Everyone wants to fight with Senior Ning first. It’s not about who has a higher status.

Ning Jiasheng saw that all the disciples of Lingxiao Peak who wanted to fly up were pulled down by others.

She thought with a subtle expression: Maybe I should have told you in advance that I would wait for you to figure out the order first. Are you sure I'm not kidding?

Thinking of this, she looked around at the places where the contention was the most intense, took a deep breath and was about to call out to people when a sweet and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"I'll challenge you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she had already arrived on her sword, flew over the crowd, and landed on the stone platform like a meteor.

There was a sudden silence in the field, and then laughter and wailing suddenly filled the air.

"Hahahahahahaha, that's good now. There's no need to argue anymore."

"Ahhhh I hate you guys!"

"That's right, it's all your fault, otherwise I would have gone up a long time ago."

"Tsk, if you guys hadn't attacked me from behind, I would have been the first one to go up."

"........."

Of course, the ones wailing were the disciples of Lingxiao Peak, while the ones laughing and chatting were the disciples of the other four peaks.

Because the person who came had the ability to make others shut up—it was Wang Zhenzhen’s senior sister, Liu Yuechi.

Liu Yuechi was wearing a pink gauze dress. She raised her delicate face and said respectfully:

"Greetings, Grand Master. I just returned to the sect and heard that Grand Master was instructing fellow disciples in the martial arts training ground, so I hurried here. Please forgive my lateness and impoliteness."

Ning Jiasheng looked at the younger generation opposite him with a sweet voice and a face as sweet as a peach, and said in a good mood:

"No problem, now that you're on stage, let's draw our swords."

Liu Yuechi replied quickly: "Thank you, Uncle Taishi, I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he turned his wrist and approached Ning Jiasheng with the sword.

It was a seemingly ordinary sword. Although the tip of the sword was aimed at Ning Jiasheng's heart, the speed was so fast that it seemed that he could just block it or slightly turn sideways to avoid it.

But Lan Ying was worried and looked at the stage with a slightly frown on her face.

Great-Master Ning had just fought against Great-Master Qin, who had water spiritual roots, and Great-Master Liu was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage with ice spiritual roots, so they should at least rest before fighting.

A hint of interest flashed in Ning Jiasheng's eyes. Although this seemingly ordinary sword strike gave her a strange feeling in her heart, as if she would be hit no matter what she did.

"Senior Ning, why aren't you moving?!"

This sentence flashed through the minds of the surrounding disciples. They looked at the stage nervously and quietly, and they all broke into a cold sweat for her.

Her sword moves affected my thinking and five senses, Ning Jiasheng said to himself in his heart.

Thinking of this, Ning Jiasheng curled his lips into a smile and started to get serious.

The moment the tip of Liu Yuechi's sword touched her clothes, Ning Jiasheng suddenly disappeared from the spot.

It’s not that Ning Jiasheng didn’t respect her previous opponents, but if she had put her full attention into fighting them, even Qin Fei would have been knocked off the stage by her within three seconds.

There was really no need for Ning Jiasheng to do this in such an ordinary competition within his own sect.

The moment Liu Yuechi stabbed the air, she knew something was wrong, but she remained calm and composed. She calmly changed her body shape, immediately changed her defense, and searched for Ning Jiasheng's figure.

"Ding--"

Ning Jiasheng appeared from behind her left. Liu Yuechi blocked the attack with a sword behind her back, then turned around quickly and locked Ning Jiasheng with her spiritual sense, and fought with her with several sword strikes.

The ground beneath their feet was frozen. While fighting her, Ning Jiasheng also attracted the surrounding fire elements to fight against it.

Ice and fire were created under the feet of the two men, and the collision between ice and fire formed a gorgeous and colorful picture, presenting endless beauty and power in the duel.

The sword energy of both sides crisscrossed, as brilliant as fireworks. Amid the crisp sounds of the two swords clashing, countless pieces of ice and sparks flew around at all times. Wherever they passed, it was as if they had composed a wonderful and magnificent chapter.

The people in the audience were attracted by this visual feast. Their eyes were fixed on the stage almost like a madman, and their breathing became lighter.

After fighting with his Grand Master Uncle for so long, Liu Yuechi has come to understand that his spiritual roots cannot affect his Grand Master Uncle in battle like they do other cultivators with fire spiritual roots.

And her spiritual pressure was unable to suppress the Grand Master's uncle and affect her strength and speed.

Therefore, Liu Yuechi retracted the spiritual power he had released, and while fighting with the long swords, he poured the spiritual power into his left hand, clenched his fist and punched Ning Jiasheng in the face fiercely.

Seeing the fierce fist coming at him, Ning Jiasheng did not dare to be careless at all and clenched his fist to meet it.

When the two fists collided, both of their arms felt a sharp pain, not only because they both punched hard, but also because as soon as they made contact, the other party's spiritual power had already penetrated and invaded every pore.

Ning Jiasheng's eyes changed color slightly, and his pupils kept shrinking under the cover of the magic weapon.

I can't keep wasting my spiritual energy like this. With so many people around, it's too easy to notice if something's wrong.

Thinking of this, Ning Jiasheng suddenly increased his strength to separate from Liu Yuechi, then quickly made hand gestures and, with lightning speed, used the fire chain formed by the silk binding technique to bind Liu Yuechi's upper body and threw her out of the stone platform.

After Liu Yuechi landed on the ground, the fire chain disappeared without a trace, without hurting her at all, not even a hole in her clothes.

She looked down at her intact clothes and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Taishi, for your guidance. I pay my respects to you."

"Yue Chi's moves, spiritual power, and body movements are the best among all the cultivators in the late Jindan stage that I have encountered so far."

Ning Jiasheng praised with admiration.

Liu Yuechi smiled and bowed again, "Thank you, Uncle Master, for your praise, Yuechi."

Although she was wearing a robe, how could Liu Yuechi not be clear about the strength of her uncle Tai Shi after fighting for so long?

To restrain herself, this force is enough to destroy the clothes, not to mention that the Grand Master's cultivation is lower than hers. Under normal circumstances, she will only use more force to prevent her from breaking free, and it is inevitable that the clothes will be damaged.

However, when Grand Master was controlling her, her clothes were not damaged at all, which was enough to show that her control over spiritual power had reached the point where she could do whatever she wanted, and she had not yet exerted her full strength.

Otherwise, with the speed displayed by her last move, he would have been defeated long ago.

When Liu Yuechi thought of this, his gaze towards the stage became even more fiery.

With the overwhelming cheers and searchlight-like gazes all around him, Ning Jiasheng felt like he was about to be melted by the scorching gazes.

Mu Huaijin stood beside Wang Zhenzhen and said with regret:

"I just heard the news a little late, so my senior sister got there first. There were three matches in total, two of which involved fighting against opponents of higher levels. Now even if I'm asked to go, I won't go."

Wang Zhenzhen looked at his brother with a look of regret, and raised his brows slightly.

"Brother, it's going to be difficult for you to cut in line now. Besides, even if you can get in, you won't win."

Mu Huaijin watched the entire fight between his senior sister and the Grand Master Uncle and did not refute what his junior sister said.

Instead, he changed the subject and said with a smile, "Senior Sister and Junior Sister have both fought against Grand Master Uncle, so I won't join in the fun this time. I'll challenge him again when we meet him in the Cangwu Secret Realm."

Wang Zhenzhen: "...Brother, what a good plan!"

Liu Yuechi, who had just approached, glanced at his fellow apprentice who was smiling brightly and said silently:

"...Don't think I don't know you're trying to force Grandmaster Uncle to actually take action."

Ning Jiasheng saw the clamor for the stage again, all kinds of noises mixed together. He raised his hand to suppress them, and when the noises died down, he said, "It's already noon..."

Before she finished speaking, she stopped and looked towards the west. The other disciples with higher cultivation also felt the powerful spiritual pressure approaching and made way for her.

Elder Yu from the Law Enforcement Hall flew to the center, his handsome face stern and cold, and he said seriously:

"The Sect Master has summoned the disciples to tell you something. It's fine if you only have classes this morning, but why are you all gathered here? Don't you all have classes this afternoon?"

As he spoke, he looked around at the disciples around him. Those caught in his gaze lowered their heads guiltily.

They knew that nothing good would happen when Elder Yu came.

So everyone admitted their mistakes together, and those who had classes in the afternoon left slowly and reluctantly with sad faces.

Ning Jiasheng also bowed to Elder Yu and admitted his fault, saying, "My disciple was rude, please don't blame me, Elder. We will disperse now."

Elder Yu saw that it was Ning Jiasheng who spoke and smiled kindly:

"That's okay. I know you don't have classes. The competition is exciting."

Is it really necessary to be so obvious about the double standard?!

Not everyone of us has classes, woo woo woo.

The disciples who did not have classes huddled down below, watching Elder Yu perform his facial changes without daring to speak out in anger.

Ning Jiasheng bowed again, then said loudly, "Everyone, please disperse and go eat something. Those disciples who don't have classes this afternoon and would like to continue the competition, please come back at 5 p.m."

The disciples thought this was a good arrangement. Even if they were cultivating immortality, not everyone had to give up eating.

Besides, Senior Ning has already fought three games in a row, so it would be fairer if he could take a break.

So they all agreed and left in groups of three or four.

Elder Yu also nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left without saying anything.

Ning Jiasheng turned into a stream of light and flew back to the cave.