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Chapter 1575: A blind girl from a poor sect turns her life around with her acting skills (17)

"It is well known that the Sect Master has a high level of cultivation. Even if you let me fight you for thirty moves, I am afraid I will not be able to defeat you. So, Sect Master, please stop trying to be humble to gain your favor."

"If you are really humble, you shouldn't be on this stage."

After the man finished speaking, he turned over and walked off the stage: "I admit defeat."

Ji Lingfeng was indeed pretending to be humble, but being exposed in front of thousands of disciples made him feel ashamed.

He looked embarrassed, but thinking of the Wuji Sword Technique, he suppressed his temper.

He turned and looked at Dai Ke on the top of the stairs: "Now that no one is willing to fight, this should be considered the winner, right?" Dai Ke sat up straight and asked: "No one wants to challenge Ji Lingfeng?"

Ji Lingfeng didn't believe that Dai Ke would go back on his word as he had promised in front of all the disciples.

Victory is in his grasp, and the joy of obtaining the Wuji Sword Technique will shatter his disguise.

He scolded, "Dai Ke, you promised yourself, are you going to go back on your word? Now that I have won the arena, why don't you hand over your sword skills?"

Listening to Ji Lingfeng's aggressiveness, Dai Ke smiled faintly: "Ji Lingfeng, are you so impatient with your wife?"

"Dai Ke, stop making trouble. Now is not the time to talk about these unimportant things."

Dai Ke took a breath and returned to his lazy posture: "I can show you my sword skills, but you have to answer a few questions for me." Ji Lingfeng frowned: "What questions?"

"It's well known that you and I don't get along, but I never seem to have done anything to let you down. Why are you always so cold to me? Could it be that you've fallen in love with someone else?"

Ji Lingfeng clearly couldn't see Dai Ke's expression, but he always felt her burning scrutiny falling on him, as if the filth hidden in his heart was being peeped out.

"What are you talking about?"

Ji Lingfeng did not give a direct answer, and Dai Ke did not continue to ask questions. Anyway, she just needed to ask the question.

As for the answer, she wanted to believe that other people would have their own thoughts, and that it would soon be confirmed by what happened next.

"Also, I clearly told you that I could teach you swordsmanship myself, so why did you insist on getting it?"

"Do you despise the teachings of a useless person like me, or do you have other selfish motives?"

Ji Lingfeng swallowed his saliva and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He always felt that Dai Ke seemed to know something.

"Dai Ke, what's the point of asking these questions?"

Dai Ke still did not answer him, and continued to talk to himself: "I believe everyone knows that the Wuji Sword Technique is the foundation of the Wanjian Sect. If it is passed on to outsiders, the consequences will inevitably be serious."

"Since the founding of the Wanjian Sect, the sword techniques have always been passed down orally. Only when the previous sect leader dies will the sword techniques be passed down to blood relatives."

"And you, Ji Lingfeng, are not of the Dai family bloodline, and you never went to pay respects to my father after he died. How can you have the nerve to ask for swordsmanship?"

"You refused to learn when I taught you, but now you insist on learning swordsmanship. Are you trying to exchange it for something?"

As Dai Ke spoke one sentence after another, Ji Lingfeng became completely confused.

He shouted, "You've said so much, but you're just regretting it and don't want to hand over your sword skills?" "Dai Ke, as the daughter of the sect leader, don't you know that once you say something, it can't be taken back? Has your integrity as the daughter of the sect leader been wasted like your skills?"

Ji Lingfeng's roar caused a sigh.

"The old sect master is Ji Lingfeng's adoptive father after all. He raised him for more than ten years. How could he scold the daughter of his benefactor?"

"Compared to the kindness of raising him, is it worth it for him to turn against his childhood sweetheart in court just for a book of swordsmanship?"

"And the senior sister also said that she would teach him personally, so there is no need for him to be obsessed with swordsmanship, right?"

"If I were in Ji Lingfeng's position and was rescued and raised when I was on the verge of death, I would be willing to give up my swordsmanship and even my dignity to be a slave for the rest of my life!"

"That's right. The Dai family gave him a new life, but he actually treated the senior sister like this. If the old sect master is still alive, wouldn't he regret it to death after seeing this?"

"I think Ji Lingfeng saw that Senior Sister's skills were completely wasted, so he despised her and fell in love with someone else!"

"I think this must be true. Otherwise, why would she always ignore Senior Sister and even become enemies with her?"

The constant ups and downs of discussions below gradually crushed Ji Lingfeng's remaining disguise.

He yelled, "Enough!"

He drew his sword again and pointed it at Dai Ke: "If you go back on your word, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Dai Ke asked Ji Lingfeng nonchalantly: "You have always been slandering me for going back on my word. When did I ever go back on my word?"

"Since you don't regret it, why don't you hand over your sword skills?"

"You haven't won yet, why should I give up my sword skills?"

Ji Lingfeng seemed to have heard a joke: "Then you can ask, who dares to challenge this sect master?"

Although everyone despised Ji Lingfeng, they also recognized his strength. As they looked at each other, no one dared to challenge him.

Ji Lingfeng shouted again: "See, no one dares to challenge this sect master anymore!"

Dai Ke suddenly stood up and took the Leng Shuang handed to him by the ghost bride.

"Who said no one challenged me?"

Seeing Dai Ke holding the sword, Ji Lingfeng couldn't help laughing wildly: "Dai Ke, are you kidding me? You are a useless person, and you still want to challenge this sect master?"

"I've said it before, as long as we are disciples of this sect, we can challenge you. Why can't I, the former senior sister, do the same?"

Ji Lingfeng sneered: "Ha, since you are looking for death, then please!"

Dai Ke drew his sword and staggered down the stairs.

Seeing Dai Ke's unsteady and fumbling steps, Ji Lingfeng stopped pretending and said with disdain: "I'll give you three moves. If you can beat me within three moves, I'll admit defeat." "I'm afraid that even after three moves, Senior Sister won't be able to touch Ji Lingfeng, right?"

"Although the senior sister's internal energy has been dissipated, the moves she learned are still there. She should be able to fight back and forth, right?"

The man sounded somewhat guilty.

Dai Ke clenched his sword tightly, raised his head and said, "No need to let me."

"Don't be so stubborn. For the sake of our past friendship, I'll let you have a few moves."

"I said no!"

Dai Ke didn't want to give Ji Lingfeng any chance to restore his image, he didn't deserve it.

Seeing that Dai Ke didn't know what was good for him, Ji Lingfeng's face darkened: "You said that, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ji Lingfeng said this and ran towards Dai Ke with his sword. Dai Ke stood in place, using his keen hearing to detect Ji Lingfeng's movements.

She slightly turned sideways to avoid Ji Lingfeng's sword swing, and at the same time, the sword in her hand turned over. With a "swish" sound, Ji Lingfeng's belt was cut off by Dai Ke.

Before Ji Lingfeng could react, he felt a chill on his legs, followed by a burst of laughter from the audience.

He looked down and saw that his belt had fallen to the ground and his pants had fallen off. The wind lifted up his hem, revealing two white legs.