Quick Wear: Heaven Always Favors Me

Why should she compete with Lu Qian again to prove her strength? Why should she listen to these people?

No one expected Jiang Yao to say such a thing, as if they thought Jiang Yao should obey their decision in order to please them.

Jiang Yao looked around and said in a cold voice: "If the Star Lords think that there is any problem with the competition between me and Junior Brother Lu, and want me to rematch with Junior Brother Lu, I will have no complaints, but whose position are you standing on to say this to me?"

There was total silence on the field, no one responded, and everyone's breathing could be heard clearly in the quiet air.

"If you have any objections, please raise them after the competition that day," a black figure jumped down from the platform and stood directly next to Jiang Yao. The entire arena was silent for a moment, and all the disciples quickly shut their mouths for fear of disturbing him.

Jiang Yao turned to look at Murong Zhao. His face was serious and his eyes were cold. The disciples who met his gaze couldn't help but feel an inexplicable fear and subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid his gaze.

"Lu Qian, come here." Murong Zhao looked up at the platform of Hongguang Star Lord and directly called down the other party.

Before Lu Qian came down from the platform, he had a vague idea of ​​the whole situation, and there was a hint of sweat on his forehead when he walked over.

He was the one who was knocked off the ring and he didn't even seek justice, so why are these people rushing to do something more enthusiastic than him?

Lu Qian was almost speechless. He walked up to Murong Zhao and bowed respectfully, saying, "Disciple Lu Qian greets the Star Lord Xuyang."

Murong Zhao didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Do you have any objection to the results of the comparison test?"

"Not at all." Lu Qian answered firmly, "I accept defeat with all my heart. Senior Sister Jiang is very powerful, and I still need to keep working hard."

Lu Qian's straightforward answer was like a slap in the face of the inner disciples present. Lu Qian was the eldest disciple under the seat of Hongguang Star Lord. They couldn't even beat Lu Qian, didn't it mean that they were not as good as Jiang Yao?

After Lu Qian finished speaking, Murong Zhao looked around with sharp eyes and suddenly said, "If you are not convinced, you can come up to the stage and ask your Senior Sister Jiang for advice. Maybe you will be convinced after experiencing it yourself."

The disciples who were swept by his gaze all lowered their heads in panic. The ones who were shouting the loudest among them were trembling all over, fearing that Murong Zhao would really drag them onto the stage.

Especially the registered disciple who was knocked down by Jiang Yao, he was even more terrified. He had actually fought against Jiang Yao, so he knew very well that he was defeated by Jiang Yao because of Jiang Yao's terrifying strength.

He barely had time to react before the competition was over. In the split second it took him to open his eyes and close them, he came to his senses and saw Jiang Yao holding a knife to his neck.

He couldn't see the trajectory of Jiang Yao's movements, nor could he take precautions in advance. Jiang Yao's strength was much stronger than he imagined.

The registered disciple knew that he had lost in a decent manner, and few of his fellow disciples laughed at him. However, some people said that Jiang Yao was a descendant of three spiritual roots, and he was so obsessed that he wanted to criticize Jiang Yao's strength and let Jiang Yao and Lu Qian fight again to prove that he was eliminated so quickly not because of his incompetence.

What is the concept of three spiritual roots? It is equivalent to the concept of not being able to enter the inner gate. Too many and too complicated spiritual roots will only slow down the speed of cultivation. If Jiang Yao really has three spiritual roots and has reached this level in just five years of cultivation, doesn't this mean that they are all trash?

It was useless for the disciple to regret, because Murong Zhao recognized at a glance that he was the one who shouted the loudest in the crowd just now.

He snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and the invisible spiritual power directly pulled the disciple to the stage.

As soon as the disciple stepped onto the stage, he knelt on his knees and shouted, "Lord Xuyang, spare me! I was just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

Murong Zhao clearly hadn't said anything yet, but this disciple's behavior was as if Murong Zhao had already tortured him.

In the entire arena, only that disciple's voice was particularly loud, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

People who don’t know what happened might think that Murong Zhao is bullying others by taking advantage of his power.

Although Murong Zhao has not done so yet, he may do so later.

At this moment, a cold voice came from the high platform: "Since many disciples have this request, let Jiang Yao and Lu Qian have a rematch."

These words were spoken by Xuanyuan Li, who was standing at the edge of the platform, looking down at the farce on the stage, and lightly satisfied the needs of those inner disciples.

Murong Zhao raised his eyebrows and was about to speak up, but Jiang Yao held him back.

Jiang Yao looked at the disciple who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, walked up to him, and said calmly: "Since Star Lord Zhize feels that a rematch is necessary, then let's do as he says."

After that, she looked at Lu Qian and said, "Brother Lu, please."

Lu Qian's face was solemn. He glared at the registered disciple kneeling on the ground. It was obvious that he only needed to be defeated once, but now it seemed that he had to be beaten once more before these people would let him go.

When Jiang Yao passed by Murong Zhao, she noticed that he was a little unhappy. She coaxed him softly, "Master, it's just a small competition. Can I give you an extra pot of peach wine when I go back?"

Murong Zhao frowned slightly, and his expression did not soften because of these words. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "Once the Retracement Pearl is released, these words will be refuted by themselves. Why are you doing this?"

Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Master, you will know after I finish this match."

When the competition started, Jiang Yao did not stand still like she did that day, but instead took the initiative to attack.

In front of Lu Qian, who has strong melee combat ability, very few people would choose to attack at close range. When Lu Qian saw that Jiang Yao did not draw his sword but instead stepped forward, his eyes lit up and he reacted very quickly and took a defensive posture.

When many people saw Jiang Yao attacking Lu Qian, they had a mocking smile on their faces.

But the next moment, Jiang Yao's action made the smiles on their faces stop.

Jiang Yao stretched out a fist, and her wide black sleeves were pulled back, revealing her pure white inner sleeves. Her hands were slender and white, and her wrists were so thin that they seemed to break if bent. But with such a pair of hands, she hit Lu Qian's defensive arms directly, knocking Lu Qian back several meters. Two straight marks appeared on the ground of the ring.

Lu Qian's hand was numb, and he even had the illusion that his hand was broken. But when he put his hand down and looked, he found that there was no mark on his hand, as if it was protected by something.

Jiang Yao stood still again, raised one hand towards him, and bent the whole hand several times: "Junior Brother Lu, please."

But Lu Qian's hands were still numb, so how could he attack?

The inner disciples below the stage saw Jiang Yao's movements clearly this time, but they still found it incredible.

Just one punch almost knocked Senior Brother Lu Qian, who was in a defensive state, out of the ring?