You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Lu Wei snorted coldly. The perfect strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm made him not take Xiao Yun seriously at all.

According to rumors, Xiao Yun seemed to have taken some kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure to enter the foundation building realm.

But as we all know, Xiao Yun is just a miscellaneous spiritual root.

Even if you reach the foundation building realm, it is difficult to make any progress.

Therefore, Lu Wei never thought about failure.

So what if we step into the foundation building realm?

The gap between foundation building realms is also vast.

Today I will let you know that without the Dragon Slayer Sword, you are nothing but a waste!

Lu Wei didn't wait for Xiao Yun to take action and rushed forward with a single lunge.

A punch containing fire spirit power went straight to Xiao Yun's chest.

Seeing Lu Wei coming straight towards him, Xiao Yun remained calm.

He raised his hand and blocked the opponent's attack with a soft water rock-breaking fist.

The Hunyuan Wuji Gong started working immediately.

The fire spirit power produced by Lu Wei was quickly absorbed by Xiao Yun.

Feeling that his spiritual power was rapidly fading, Lu Wei's expression changed drastically.

Before he could react, what was going on.

A fist had been stamped on his face.

The surging water spiritual power suddenly burst out like a sea.

Lu Wei flew out uncontrollably.

Lu Wei, who was in mid-air, was knocked unconscious by Xiao Yun's terrifying punch.

He fell onto the ring like a broken sack.

The handyman disciples who were originally cheering Lu Wei fell silent for an instant.

Everyone opened their mouths and looked at Xiao Yun in disbelief.

After a long time, someone came back to his senses and murmured: "Lu...Senior Brother Lu...lost?"

No one answered this handyman disciple.

Everyone couldn't figure out why Xiao Yun, who had mixed spiritual roots, could defeat Lu Wei, who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

They even felt that none of this was true, but that Lu Wei was acting deliberately.

It wasn't until the elder referee jumped on the ring to declare Xiao Yun the winner that everyone was sure that Xiao Yun had won.

The audience immediately became a mess, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Isn't he a miscellaneous spiritual root? How did he do it?"

"No...impossible, absolutely impossible. How can a miscellaneous spiritual root defeat Senior Brother Lu Wei who has completed the Foundation Establishment?"

"He...how could he be so strong? Defeat Senior Brother Lu Wei with one punch?"

After the elder referee declared Xiao Yun the winner, Xiao Yun calmly jumped off the ring.

The handyman disciples who were watching the battle took the initiative to make way for a passage.

Everyone watched Xiao Yun leave with horrified expressions.

In a corner in the distance, Li Bingyan snorted disdainfully: "You brat, be proud of yourself now. When you meet my aunt, I will beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Han Yi, the great disciple of Divine Sword Peak in another arena, also happened to see the scene where Xiao Yun defeated Lu Wei.

He frowned slightly in confusion.

How could a miscellaneous spirit root defeat Lu Wei, who was in the foundation-building realm?

What kind of martial arts did he learn?

Forget it, no matter what he learned, it would be better for him to win.

Just in time to teach him a lesson with my own hands!

Xiao Yun got off the ring and found that the audience below was avoiding him as if they were encountering the god of plague.

Wherever he passed, the handyman disciples automatically flashed out of an open space within a radius of five meters.

Xiao Yun didn't care, and just stood in the crowd, calmly accepting the admiring gazes of the servant disciples.

The handyman disciples looked at Xiao Yun with fear, surprise, confusion, and disgust.

But absolutely no worship!

The so-called adoring gaze is just Xiao Yun's wishful thinking.

Just when Xiao Yun was enjoying the wonderful moment of being the winner, suddenly a timid voice came.

"Xiao...Senior Brother Xiao."

Xiao Yun looked back and saw Zhao Xiaohuan in a light pink gauze skirt standing not far behind him.

Zhao Xiaohuan was dressed delicately and attractively today. The well-cut light pink gauze skirt made her figure look exquisite.

Coupled with the elegant light makeup, it smells like green tea.

Xiao Yun said softly, "Yes", and then said: "Is it you? Are you here to cheer for your senior sisters at Shuiyue Peak?"

When Zhao Xiaohuan saw that Xiao Yun did not scold her and spoke very politely, Zhao Xiaohuan immediately smiled and approached her.

"I'm here to cheer you up, Senior Brother Xiao."

"Senior Brother Xiao, you are so powerful. You defeated the powerful Senior Brother Lu Wei with just one punch. Senior Brother Xiao, you will definitely get No. 1 in this Qi Summit."

No man doesn't like to be complimented.

There is no man who doesn’t like to be complimented by a beautiful woman.

Even if the other person is a green tea person.

But in order to establish himself as a cold and beautiful man, Xiao Yun deliberately said with a straight face: "Is Lu Wei very powerful?"

"In my opinion, they are just local chickens and dogs."

When Zhao Xiaohuan saw Xiao Yun's stern face, his heart was beating wildly.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Even Senior Brother Yang Xuhao, one of the four major disciples of our Spirit Sword Sect, is not your opponent, Senior Brother Xiao. Then Senior Brother Lu Wei can't beat Xiao even after ten years of training. Senior brother’s.”

Xiao Yun felt very comfortable being licked.

With a calm look on his face, he said calmly: "Okay, I have always been low-key. Just know that Yang Xuhao is not my opponent. Don't say it in front of so many people."

"Those who don't know think that I, Xiao Yun, am deliberately showing off!"

Xiao Yun did not control his speaking voice, but instead spoke louder than usual.

The handyman disciples around heard this clearly.

The expressions on these people's faces were as disgusting as if they had eaten flies.

They looked at Xiao Yun like a fool.

Although he didn't dare to say anything about Xiao Yun.

These people were angrily cursing Xiao Yun in their hearts.

"Didn't you just defeat Lu Wei? Look what you can do!"

"Senior Brother Yang can't beat you? Are you drunk too much? You can't be so drunk even if you have a peanut!"

"Damn it, are you still keeping a low profile? You almost yelled, Yang Xuhao was defeated by my men! Are you as bragging as you are?"

"I can't stand it anymore. I want to vomit. This Xiao Yun is so disgusting! Look at him like a villain! I really want to beat him!"

None of the handyman disciples present believed that Xiao Yun could defeat Yang Xuhao.

Those are the four true disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!

He is at the sixth level of the Golden Elixir Realm. I heard that he has broken through to the seventh level after taking elixirs recently!

In the hearts of the handyman disciples, Yang Xuhao is one of the four strongest people under the elders.

Xiao Yun said that he defeated Yang Xuhao, but even if he killed them, they didn't believe it was true.

They all thought that Xiao Yun had his tail raised to the sky after winning a game, bragging and showing off.

Originally, Xiao Yun's victory over Lu Wei shocked these handyman disciples.

But after hearing Xiao Yun's words, they didn't know why, but suddenly felt that Xiao Yun deserved to be beaten!

It’s just a matter of defeating a foundation-building realm, so what are you pretending to be? I have the guts to really fight Yang Xuhao!

Let’s see if Yang Xuhao doesn’t smash your head!

Only Zhao Xiaohuan believed in Xiao Yun.

Because she had seen with her own eyes how Xiao Yun beat Yue Su violently, and how he calmly received Yang Xuhao's two palms and one sword.

Zhao Xiaohuan smiled: "Junior sister is talking too much. Junior sister has prepared tea for Senior Brother Xiao outside. Would you like Senior Brother Xiao to go have a sip of tea and take a break?"

Xiao Yun smacked his lips. He didn't feel thirsty at first, but after Zhao Xiaohuan said this, he wanted to drink something.

He nodded and walked out of the crowd with Zhao Xiaohuan under everyone's 'adoring' gazes.

After Xiao Yun left, a group of handyman disciples immediately started to explode.

Everyone was whispering to each other, angrily scolding Xiao Yun for being a villain, and praying that a ruthless person would teach Xiao Yun a lesson in the next game.