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this moment!

The whole place was silent for more than ten breaths before it completely boiled over.

The useless bloodline disciples of their sect actually defeated the genius disciples of the fifth-grade bloodline of the Huangdao Sect.

Moreover, he also displayed two perfect martial arts!

"Hahaha, Lu Ren wins, give me the money!"

Among the crowd, Wang Teng laughed.

"Wang Teng, do you know something?"

A disciple reluctantly handed a money ticket to Wang Teng.

Wang Teng took the money ticket and said with a smile: "I teamed up with him for a mission, so I naturally know Lu Ren's strength. He and Senior Sister Qin Yu teamed up to kill the Jade Phosphorus Dragon King!"

Hearing Wang Teng's words, all the disciples of the Western Zhou Dynasty were shocked.

on the VIP seat.

Yun Qingyao's mind went blank. She never thought that Lu Ren was so powerful.

Isn't her apprentice of useless blood?

Aren't they just useless people who can't master martial arts?

The only spiritual aperture that is opened is a gift from an immortal!

If she hadn't personally taught Lu Ren swordsmanship, she wouldn't have believed that Lu Ren would be so useless.

But the Lu Ren standing in the ring was completely different from the Lu Ren she knew.

"This kid is lying to me. Let's see how I deal with him later!"

Yun Qingyao said to herself angrily.

There was a look of ecstasy on the Great Elder's face, and then he looked at Yun Qingyao and said, "Elder Yun, you have deceived us old guys so badly. You have actually trained Lu Ren to be so good!"

"The Spirit Cat Step is perfect, the Tiger Fist is perfect, tsk tsk tsk, Elder Yun, how did you train them?"

"In two months, you have perfected two low-level martial arts skills. Elder Yun, have you mastered any special training methods?"

Many elders asked about it one after another, unable to hide their envy in their words.

In their opinion, Lu Ren's ability to become so powerful must be related to Yun Qingyao.

Yun Qingyao came back to her senses and said bravely: "Of course I have my own cultivation method. Even if it is a useless bloodline, I can cultivate it!"

Xie Kuang's face was livid. Li Jing, who was ranked third among the newcomers in his sect, was defeated by a useless bloodline. If this matter was spread, how would their Imperial Dao Sect lose face?

Zhao Yi's face was also extremely ugly. He thought that Lu Ren would be disgraced at this exchange meeting, but unexpectedly Lu Ren became so strong, having perfected both low-level martial arts skills.

Is this something a useless bloodline can do?

The elder immediately jumped onto the ring and announced with a smile: "Qingyun Sect disciple Lu Ren won the first competition, and the second competition will follow!"

Lu Ren came down from the ring and came to Yun Qingyao.

The Great Elder praised unabashedly: "Lu Ren, you have done a good job for bringing glory to our Qingyun Sect. When the exchange meeting is over, you will be rewarded!"

Lu Ren's performance has far exceeded his expectations. Even if he loses the next two battles, he doesn't care anymore.

"My master taught me well. If you want to reward me, you should reward my master!"

Lu Ren said modestly.

After hearing Lu Ren's words, Yun Qingyao felt mixed with joy and anger. She never thought that the apprentice she had accepted could make her look good.

Next, the second competition was between Nalan Xin of Huangdao Sect and Yang Rong of Qingyun Sect.

Seeing the two people entering the ring at the same time, the presiding elder announced: "Let the competition begin!"

Whoosh!

Almost at the same time as the presiding elder retreated, Nalanxin's eyes flashed, her body almost leaned to the ground, and she rushed towards Yang Rong.

Moreover, Nalanxin was not walking on the first line, but on an arc without any rules, like a poisonous snake preying on prey, capable of delivering a fatal blow at any time.

"The highest-grade human martial arts skill, Snake Step, should be practiced to perfection!"

Many disciples instantly recognized the martial arts skills performed by Nalan Xin.

"It is said that this walking snake step is very difficult to practice. You must lay a good foundation from an early age to make your body very soft, like a snake!"

"She is indeed the top talent who has just entered the Imperial Dao Sect. I wonder if Yang Rong can withstand her attack!"

Lu Ren was secretly frightened as he looked at the Snake Step. His Civet Cat Step was superior in speed, but the Snake Step was weird and hard to figure out.

If Yang Rong hadn't practiced the body technique to restrain You Snake Step, I'm afraid she would have been defeated soon.

as predicted!

Yang Rong was unable to resist Nalan Xin's Snake Steps. Although she also practiced body skills, she had only achieved a small degree of success.

Almost every time Nalanxin attacked, she would swim to the other side without giving Yang Rong a chance to backhand.

Yang Rong was completely passive.

After more than a dozen rounds, Yang Rong was finally unable to parry and was hit hard in the chest by Nalanxin's palm, making the sound of bones cracking.

moment!

Yang Rong flew out and fell to the ground, with a look of pain on her face.

"So cruel!"

Lu Ren obviously heard the sound of ribs breaking and couldn't help but frowned.

This Nalan Xin could obviously take back some strength, but he actually struck so hard!

"A warrior should have this kind of ruthlessness. No matter who the enemy is, being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself. Being soft-hearted will never achieve great things!"

Xie Kuang said coldly.

Soon, an elder took Yang Rong for treatment.

Amid the clamor of all the disciples, the third competition finally began.

The third competition is also the most important competition in the exchange conference. It is a duel between the two strongest people. Whoever can win the competition will almost win this conference.

Chu Feiyang walked to the ring, looked at Zhao Yi, and said calmly: "You are not my opponent, will you admit defeat?"

Zhao Yi raised the corner of his mouth and said teasingly: "Although you have one more spiritual aperture than me, you are not invincible. Today, I will challenge seven spiritual apertures with six spiritual apertures!"

"Really?" Chu Feiyang smiled casually.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi frowned. Chu Feiyang's calm look made him a little uneasy, but this thought soon disappeared.

The power gap between the six spiritual apertures and the seven spiritual apertures is not very big, and can be made up for by martial arts and actual combat abilities.

Today, he, Zhao Wei, is stepping on the genius Yang Ming, who is the sixth grade bloodline of the Huangdao Sect.

"I, Zhao Yi, an introductory disciple of Qingyun Sect, have a fifth-grade bloodline. Please enlighten me!"

Zhao Wei said.

Chu Feiyang said calmly: "I, Chu Feiyang, the introductory disciple of the Imperial Dao Sect, have a sixth-grade bloodline and are the successor of the Ghost Sword. Please give me some advice!"

"What? He is actually the successor of Ghost Sword?"

"Actually, like the Saint, they are both descendants of the Ghost Sword King?"

Many inner disciples were shocked.

Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Lu Ren glanced at Yun Qingyao subconsciously, and could clearly feel that Yun Qingyao's expression became a little unnatural.

Zhao Yi was shaken in his heart and said in horror: "Are you the successor of Ghost Sword?"

"Scared?"

Chu Feiyang chuckled lightly, stepped forward, and crossed a distance of thirty feet, arriving in front of Zhao Yi. He waved his fists wildly, and the terrifying force of his fists actually emitted blazing air, like two pieces of red-hot iron. piece.

"Is this a top-grade human martial art, Burning Fire Fist? And has it been practiced to perfection?"

Facing the overwhelming fist shadows, Zhao Yi's expression changed, his hands turned into claws, and he grabbed at them crazily, fighting hard with the opponent.

Bang bang bang!

Violent collision sounds were heard, and terrifying fluctuations shook the Western Zhou Dynasty.

But Zhao Yi was also pushed back continuously, almost retreating to the edge of the ring, and he was about to fall off.

"Iron Wolf Ghost Step!"

Zhao Yi stepped lightly, and his whole body looked like a wolf. After stabilizing his body, he rushed towards Chu Feiyang, like a hungry wolf hunting for prey.

Chu Feiyang stood still, facing Zhao Yi's fierce attack, and slapped his palms wildly, blocking all Zhao Yi's attacks.

After more than a dozen moves, Zhao Yishou took a few steps back with a powerful impact.

Zhao Yi stabilized his body and sneered: "The successor of Ghost Sword is nothing more than that!"

He has one less spiritual aperture than Chu Feiyang, but he can feel that Chu Feiyang's strength is not much stronger than him.

This battle, he won!