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Chapter 1574: A blind girl from a poor sect turns her life around with her acting skills (16)

Leng Wujue leaned close to Dai Ke's ear and used Ji Lingfeng's voice: "My lady, have you recognized your husband?"

"How could it be..." Dai Ke widened his eyes in surprise.

"My wife, you have always been my husband, so what you thought before that Ji Lingfeng had changed his mind was all fake, so there is no need to be sad."

Seeing that Dai Ke was too shocked to speak, Leng Wujue pinched her earlobe and said, "My wife is so stupid. You only recognize the truth now."

Dai Ke pretended to be angry and beat Leng Wujue on the chest: "Asshole, you used Ji Lingfeng's identity to deceive me!"

"My dear wife, it's all because of Ji Lingfeng that I deceived you. He even told me to pretend to be him and learn the sword skills from you. But how could I bear to take your things away?"

"Did you steal the Sect Master's Order as well?"

Leng Wu Jue said pitifully, "Yes, I was discovered by Ji Lingfeng at that time, and I almost couldn't see my wife, but luckily I ran away quickly and was lucky enough not to be caught."

Dai Ke's hands were held and fixed to the side of his face. Leng Wujue slowly approached him and said, "Since I am so sincere, will you consider recognizing my identity?"

"How can I admit it? I'm still a married woman."

Leng Wujue's breath approached her lips: "As long as my wife gives the order, I will kill Ji Lingfeng immediately, and then my wife can remarry."

Ji Lingfeng must be killed, but not now, and Dai Ke doesn't want him to die too easily.

"Just leave me alone for now."

Leng Wujue's voice was frivolous, but his eyes were full of worry: "My lady, you don't want to hide and cry alone, do you?" "Stop talking nonsense, I just want to rest for a while."

"Okay." Leng Wujue let go of Dai Ke, quickly kissed her on the lips, and left the room happily.

As soon as Leng Wujue left, Dai Ke could finally hear peace.

She sat at the table, thinking carefully about the plans for the tournament.

The atmosphere in the clan leader's academy was also calm.

After listening to Ji Lingfeng's narration, He Yao looked at Leng Wujue suspiciously: "Are you sure you can win the martial arts competition?"

Seeing that He Yao doubted him, Leng Wujue immediately assured confidently: "Dai Ke said it was an internal competition. I can guarantee that I will be the strongest in the entire sect!"

If it was the Dai Ke of the past, he would definitely be defeated.

But now Dai Ke’s power is completely wasted, and there is no one in the entire Wanjian Sect who can match him.

He Yao issued an ultimatum: "I don't want any more accidents to happen this time." "Don't worry, Dai Ke promised in front of all his disciples that he would hand over his sword skills as long as he won the competition."

"If she changes her mind, I will have a legitimate reason to force her to hand over her sword skills."

He Yao checked all the people in the Wanjian Sect in her mind and confirmed that Ji Lingfeng had the highest martial arts value. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She changed her usual aggressive attitude and took the initiative to hold Ji Lingfeng's arm: "Then I look forward to your performance."

Meeting He Yao's eyes, Ji Lingfeng was immediately overjoyed: "I won't let you down."

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The kirin relief on the steps in front of the master's hall appears lifelike under the sunlight.

On the platform in the center of the steps, the red-painted arena is solemn and majestic.

Thousands of disciples gathered in the square, the crowd was dense and noisy. With the appearance of Dai Ke, the noisy voices stopped abruptly.

Dai Ke sat on a large sandalwood chair, and the ghost bride held a gorgeous gold-painted paper umbrella to shield Dai Ke from the sunlight.

Ji Lingfeng stepped forward with his hands behind his back: "You all have also received the news. Dai Ke is going to hold a martial arts competition today. The winner will be able to obtain the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's secret book "Infinite Sword Technique". Is what the Sect Master said correct?"

Ji Lingfeng was confirming the news, but Dai Ke ignored him and said in a resounding voice, "Is there anyone who wants to challenge us?"

"Did I hear you correctly? You're taking the Wuji Sword Technique as a reward?"

"That's the Wuji Sword Technique! If we win, won't it be like ascending to heaven in one step?"

"Are you dreaming? I heard that Ji Lingfeng and the senior sister had a falling out because of the Wuji Sword Skill, so Ji Lingfeng must participate in this competition!"

"What? If Ji Lingfeng participates, then we won't have any chance of winning?" "He is the current sect leader after all. Isn't it a bit shameless for him to come down and fight with us?"

Although Ji Lingfeng is about the same age as the people present, he is also a powerful figure in the entire sect.

When he went down to fight in the ring, it could be said to be a dimensionality reduction attack.

As soon as the news of Ji Lingfeng going on stage came out, everyone started to back off and no one was willing to go on stage.

Seeing that everyone's morale was low, Dai Ke added, "Once you're on the stage, the competition will end when you reach the limit. If you get hurt, it will be considered a failure, and you will be expelled from the Wanjian Sect!"

Upon hearing this, some people were eager to try it out.

"Why don't you go up and give it a try? Maybe you can win by chance?"

"Anyway, the worst that can happen is that I'll get hurt a little. Besides, fighting in a ring can help me find out my shortcomings. I might as well give it a try."

"I come!"

One person spoke, and the rest followed. Watching the competition proceed normally, Dai Ke's eyes under the satin eyeband seemed to be equipped with a X-ray machine, observing every move on the ring.

This boxing match seemed to be held impulsively, but it was actually carefully planned.

After Ji Lingfeng became the leader of the Wanjian Sect, he promoted too many disciples who should not have entered the inner sect or become personal disciples.

If one wants to reform the Wanjian Sect, one must select a group of disciples with excellent skills and aptitude to replace the current disciples.

By using the name of a competition, we can observe the qualifications and abilities of these disciples and conceal our tracks.

Dai Ke rested his elbows on the armrests, leaning his head as if he was bored.

The other hand rests on his knee, occasionally making silent gestures.

Leng Wujue, who was hiding in the dark, held a thick list in his hand. Whenever Dai Ke made a gesture, he would start to look through them quickly, then compare the portraits on the list and pick out the people that Dai Ke approved of.

The news that Ji Lingfeng would participate in the ring competition was not hidden. He looked at the continuous challenges on the ring impatiently, and impatience gradually condensed between his brows.

He originally wanted to end the battle quickly and use his reputation to intimidate other disciples so that they would not dare to participate.

As a result, Dai Ke's supplement prompted this group of disciples to start practicing in ring matches.

As time went by, nearly a hundred disciples had entered the arena, but only a few of them stood out.

The champions of the ring change, and the people standing on the ring become stronger and stronger, so the number of challengers decreases accordingly.

The intervals between people going on stage began to lengthen, and Ji Lingfeng could not wait any longer, so he shouted, "This sect master challenges you!"

As soon as Ji Lingfeng stepped onto the stage, he was immediately met with a round of sneers.

Hearing those contemptuous voices, Ji Lingfeng's face turned pale. But for the sake of "Wuji Sword Technique" and to keep He Yao, he had to win even if he lost face today.

Ji Lingfeng did not draw his sword, pretending to be generous: "I'll let you three moves."

The person standing opposite Ji Lingfeng rolled his eyes at Ji Lingfeng's pretending to be frank and generous.