Shi Tingfeng did not go because he was afraid that during the time he was with Lin Hao, Lin Hao would regret agreeing to the competition and run away.

Unexpectedly, Lin Hao did not forget to mock him at this time. He mentioned that he had a good relationship with Chen Xu, but at the same time he said that he did not care enough about Chen Xu.

Shi Tingfeng lowered his brows to hide his dark eyes.

Then he quickly adjusted his expression, looked at Lin Hao with a smile and said, "I just took a look, Junior Brother Chen only had flesh wounds. Junior Brother Lin is more anxious here, I'd better finish Junior Brother Lin's business, and then go to see Junior Brother Chen."

Lin Hao chuckled softly, "Really? Then we have to hurry up, so as not to delay Senior Brother Shi from visiting Fellow Daoist Chen."

As he spoke, Lin Hao raised his sword, and Shi Tingfeng was unwilling to say anything more to Lin Hao.

He raised his sword and walked towards the ring again.

The duel between the two sword cultivators is still very interesting, especially since one of them is in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

Therefore, except for a few disciples who sent Chen Xu to Lingcao Hall, everyone else was waiting here.

When Canghai Wuya's disciples reach the Spirit Transformation Stage, they can end their training with Canghai Wuya and return to their own sect or family.

Unless there is any unusual movement in the Bugui Mountain, the others rarely come back. Now they are still very excited to see the battle between the Spirit Transformation Stage.

It's no wonder that these disciples are so excited. You have to know that when they reach the Spirit Transformation Stage, they are fully capable of serving as sect elders.

Fights of this level generally do not occur in places like the ring.

If we have to fight, we will do it on a real battlefield.

But once we are on the battlefield, who has the time to stand still and watch the other side fight?

Being able to calmly watch battles above the Spirit Transformation Stage is a rare learning opportunity for everyone.

Now the people below only hope that Lin Hao can hold on a little longer.

Everyone was excitedly waiting for the fight between the two.

And Shi Tingfeng did not disappoint their expectations. As soon as he came on stage, he raised his sword and rushed towards Lin Hao after giving a warning.

Lin Hao's actions once again surprised everyone.

He was seen holding the long sword in his backhand, with the tip of the sword pointing backwards and the hilt facing Shi Tingfeng who was rushing towards him.

There was an uproar below.

"Is this Lin Hao crazy? Senior Brother Shi is a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, and he is planning to use the hilt of his sword to deal with it?"

"Could it be that you are so proud of yourself because you just beat Chen Xu? You think you just won against a late Nascent Soul cultivator by luck, and now you can win against Senior Brother Shi by luck?"

"What if this is just a gesture to confuse the enemy? He might use the tip of the sword to attack Brother Shi in a moment." A disciple hesitated and made a different sound.

Another disciple pointed at the stage and said contemptuously: "Look, Lin Hao's sword handle has already met the tip of Senior Brother Shi's sword. Even so, you still say that it was his deceptive posture?"

The disciple who had just spoken instantly blushed.

Just after saying that, he also noticed Lin Hao's action of using the hilt of the sword to meet the opponent's attack, but at this time he was unwilling to admit that he had made a wrong judgment.

He puffed out his chest and said, "Even if this is not Lin Hao's deceptive posture, it could be his secret move. Maybe... maybe Lin Hao uses the hilt of the sword better than the tip of the sword!"

After saying these words, the disciple's cheeks became even redder.

He also knew that the reasons he found were a bit far-fetched, especially the last sentence.

But now that the situation has come to this, he is unwilling to show weakness.

The disciple who had just retorted sneered.

He pointed at the two people on the stage who were about to collide and said: "If Lin Hao can win with just the hilt of the sword, I will..."

His eyes wandered around, and finally fixed on the sword in the hand of the stubborn disciple.

He pointed at the long sword and continued, "If Lin Hao can win by the hilt of the sword, I will swallow your sword!"

As he spoke, he looked at the disciple provocatively, "I just don't know if you dare to accept it."

The stubborn disciple stiffened his neck and said, "Why not? If Lin Hao doesn't win, I will swallow this sword!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the stubborn disciple regretted it deeply.

The little man that appeared in my mind kept slapping myself in the mouth, and I was crying silently in my heart.

I told you to be stubborn! I told you to be stubborn! Now, how am I going to swallow such a long sword?

He stared at the sword in his hand, secretly hating himself for making the sword so long?

If it is made the size of a fingernail, then you don't have to worry about how to swallow it without getting hurt.

At this moment, Lin Hao and Shi Tingfeng on the stage had already collided with each other.

The huge energy flow stirred up a gust of wind, and the sky was filled with sand, making it impossible to see the condition of the two people inside.

The strong wind dissipated and the sand slowly returned to the ground.

When everyone looked at the ring again, they saw a figure standing on the ring and another person lying on the ground.

The atmosphere among the crowd was not tense at this time, because everyone believed that the person standing would be Shi Tingfeng.

Even the disciple who had been stubborn just now did not think that Lin Hao would win.

The dust had not yet completely dissipated, but the disciple who had initiated the bet looked as if he was sure of winning.

He crossed his arms, looked at the stubborn disciple, and said, "How are you going to eat this sword? Do you want me to help you?"

The stubborn disciple's hand holding the long sword trembled, and then he pretended to be calm and said: "No, it's not certain who will win or lose!"

After saying this, the stubborn disciple regretted his decision. He kept slapping himself in his heart. Why was he still being stubborn at this time?

Wouldn’t it be more painful to be slapped in the face then?

When will he change his stubborn habit?

If I had admitted it at the beginning, I wouldn't have ended up swallowing the sword.

The most important thing is that he bought this sword with spirit stones!

What is this called!

The other party's dilemma was all seen by the disciple who made the bet.

In his opinion, the other party was just making a last-ditch effort.

Just then, the smoke cleared.

Everyone looked at the result that had been predetermined, only the stubborn disciple lowered his head and dared not to look.

But after waiting for a long time, no one spoke, and the disciple who had made the bet before did not urge him to swallow the sword.

Driven by curiosity, he looked up and was equally shocked by what he saw.

On the stage, Lin Hao was standing there in distress.

The person lying on the ground was Shi Tingfeng, who was favored by everyone!

Another move to defeat the opponent! Is this Lin Hao really in the early stage of Yuanying?

How come Shi Tingfeng, who is in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Stage, is not his match?

Could he be some powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage pretending to be him?

The stubborn disciple was suddenly overjoyed. How could he win like this?

Who said being tough is bad? Didn't he win by being tough?

He excitedly handed the sword to the disciple who proposed the bet.

He even pretended to cough to cover up the corners of his mouth that were raised to an uncontrollable level.

"Ahem! Is it time for Brother Jian to fulfill his promise now?"

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