After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

quiet!

The moment Luo Qiu was kicked off the ring, the entire audience was eerily silent!

Then there were bursts of exclamations!

"Su Shiyuan actually won???"

"Fuck! It's over! I've spent all my wealth on Luo Qiu Sheng!!!"

"Me too! It's over now! That mother-in-law of mine has to beat me to death..."

In a competition where the cultivation gap was so obvious, almost everyone defeated Luo Qiu Sheng, but there was also a small group of people who defeated Su Shiyuan for the sake of high odds.

"I regret it so much! How come I only defeated Su Shiyuan with one hundred spiritual stones??"

"Bah! You just have to be satisfied! I pressed Luo Qiu so hard that I didn't even have any pants to wear! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah..."

……

Amidst the wailing, Ke Haoran took several high-end storage bags to the gambling table to collect the spirit stones.

The gambling boss had a grimace on his face and almost emptied his fortune.

He thought that before the competition started, this young man had brought a sack of spirit stones to pressure Su Shiyuan to win. He had tried to persuade him to come, but the young man said:

"Winning or losing doesn't matter! After all, that's my junior sister! As a senior brother, I must support my junior sister!"

The gambling boss now wants to kick the young man in front of him! What to save face? This young man clearly knew that his junior sister would win!

So annoying!

But no matter how angry he was, he had to give him money, otherwise as long as he defaulted on the debt, any bets in the college competition would have nothing to do with him, and he would never be able to continue in this industry in the future.

Su Shiyuan's odds are 10 to 1.

Ke Haoran bought one million middle-grade spiritual stones from Su Shiyuan.

The betting boss Ke Haoran exchanged 10 million mid-grade spiritual stones with tears in his eyes.

Gambling Boss: My heart is bleeding! real!

……

At the same time, a competition between monks in the Void Refining Stage was going on in another arena.

The disciples in this competition are Xing Feichen from Tianyan Academy and Su Xuelin from Feixing Academy.

Su Shiyuan, who had just finished the competition, was looking at the two people on the ring nervously, her eyes going back and forth between Xing Feichen and Su Xuelin.

After taking the fifth-grade elixir she refined, Xing Feichen's strength greatly increased and he had already reached the middle stage of Void Refining.

This level of cultivation was enough to easily deal with Su Xuelin who was in the early stages of the Void Refining Stage.

However, for some reason, when Su Shiyuan looked at the two people on the stage, a bad premonition flashed in his heart.

At the beginning of the competition, Xing Feichen stood on the stage with the Taiqing Sword in his hand, chanting an ancient sword formula, and the Taiqing Sword in his hand instantly released a bright light.

His figure was like an arrow, drawing an elegant arc in the air. The sword light flashed and pointed directly at Su Xuelin opposite.

"The third form of the Tianyan Sword Technique - Taiqing Gathering Spirits!"

He let out a low drink, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, and his sword intent reached the sky with majestic momentum.

Following Xing Feichen's movements, the surrounding air seemed to be split by his sword energy, forming invisible sword shadows.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the incarnation of the sword, with the sword as his companion and the sword as his soul.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but praise him. He looked at Xing Feichen in front of him, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

Su Xuelin didn't seem to expect that Xing Feichen would take the lead in attacking. His expression was solemn, and the long sword in his hand instantly released a dazzling light.

He took a deep breath and immediately accepted the challenge.

The sword energy of the two people intertwined, forming a powerful aura that shook the surrounding air.

At this moment, time seemed to have frozen, and all sounds were covered up by this powerful sword energy.

"Fourth Senior Brother, come on!"

Su Shiyuan whispered encouragement, trying to suppress the underlying uneasiness in her heart.

The sword energy dissipated and Su Xuelin was knocked away. He used all his strength to stop himself at the edge of the ring so as not to fall off the ring and be eliminated.

However, Su Xuelin didn't seem to be afraid of the battle at all. He laughed ferociously, and with a flash of his body, he took the initiative to attack Xing Feichen.

Xing Feichen reacted quickly. He turned around and cleverly avoided Su Xuelin's attack. At the same time, he quickly launched a counterattack with the Taiqing Sword in his hand.

The swords of the two collided, making a crisp sound.

The sword light flashed, and the two figures intertwined in the air.

"Haha, Xing Feichen, do you think that if your cultivation is just a little better than mine, you will be sure of victory?" Su Xuelin's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he said with a sinister smile, "You are too young in front of me!"

Xing Feichen frowned slightly when he heard this.

Su Shiyuan seized the opportunity and mouthed silently in the audience:

"Fourth Senior Brother, be careful he uses some shameful means!"

In the arena competition, the formation will isolate any sound transmission to prevent an expert from instructing the disciples on the stage to cheat.

After Xing Feichen saw Su Shiyuan's mouth shape clearly, he nodded slightly towards her, and his eyes suddenly became colder when he looked at Su Xuelin.

Not long after, the two people on the ring were fighting together again.

During the competition, Su Shiyuan kept looking at the ring nervously.

Xing Feichen's cultivation level was so high that he beat Su Xuelin, who had just spoken harshly, to defeat.

However, just when everyone thought Su Xuelin was going to be eliminated, a cold light flashed in Su Xuelin's eyes, and then he took advantage of Xing Feichen's unpreparedness and suddenly launched an attack.

"Fourth Senior Brother, be careful!"

Su Shiyuan exclaimed, her voice full of worry.

Ke Haoran on the side comforted him: "Don't worry, little junior sister! Fourth senior brother will definitely win!"

Su Shiyuan slowly shook his head: "I'm worried that Su Xuelin will use dirty tricks!"

Ke Haoran was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "Isn't that right? Su Xuelin is still a disciple of the five colleges after all?! So shameless??"

Su Shiyuan: "I'm afraid they are really shameless."

……

At this moment, Xing Feichen on the stage reacted. He moved and avoided Su Xuelin's attack. At the same time, he swung the Taiqing Sword in his hand again, pointing directly at Su Xuelin.

"it is good!"

The audience in the audience screamed in surprise.

The excitement of this competition far exceeded their imagination.

Su Xuelin's expression changed and he quickly attacked.

The competition between Xing Feichen and Su Xuelin entered a fierce stage. Their sword skills collided, making crisp sounds.

"Come on, Fourth Brother!"

Su Shiyuan and others cheered for Xing Feichen in the audience.

Just when Xing Feichen was about to defeat Su Xuelin, a cold light flashed in Su Xuelin's eyes again.

Then he quietly took out a poisonous needle and threw it in the direction of Xing Feichen at an extremely tricky angle.

This poisonous needle was extremely fast and reached Xing Feichen's side almost in the blink of an eye, breaking through his defense.

Although Xing Feichen reacted quickly, he still got a small cut from the poison needle. Almost instantly, black smoke began to emit from the wound on his arm, which was a sign that the poison was spreading in the body.

Everyone in Tianyan Academy was shocked: "Fourth Senior Brother!"