Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

Ji Yunmiao sneered and raised his hand. A jet-black sword slowly emerged from his hand.

The man stared at Ji Yunmiao with a dark look in his eyes, and a knife appeared out of thin air and held it in his hand.

When he accepted this task, no one told him that Ji Yunmiao's cultivation was at the late stage of the Nascent Soul! He originally thought that with his late stage of the Nascent Soul, he could easily suppress a young cultivator at the Golden Core stage, but he didn't expect that this person actually hid so much strength!

He kind of regretted taking on this task, but it was obviously too late to regret now.

The man licked his slightly cracked lips, holding the knife with both hands, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"That's quite unexpected, kid!" He shouted loudly and rushed forward with his knife raised.

His swordsmanship was brutal, and each strike contained deep spiritual power. Every step he took was an attempt to force Ji Yunmiao into a desperate situation.

However, Ji Yunmiao's sword light was like a dragon emerging from the sea. Every time he swung the sword, he just resolved the man's attack and looked for an opportunity to counterattack.

"Shadow Clone!"

The man suddenly shouted, and his body suddenly split into three! At the same time, he attacked Ji Yunmiao!

Ji Yunmiao snorted coldly, closed his eyes and concentrated. As soon as his spiritual sense in the Spirit Transformation Stage spread out, he instantly distinguished between his real body and his clone.

His figure flashed, and he shuttled between the clones like a ghost, tapping the tip of the sword lightly, and each touch accurately hit the weak point of the man's real body.

"Ice soul condenses, frost blade is unmatched!"

Ji Yunmiao shouted softly, and the sword light turned directly into a storm composed of ice blades, sucking the man's clone into it!

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making sharp whistling sounds.

The man's face changed drastically when he saw this! Waves of cold air invaded his body and went straight to his dantian!

He swung the sword with all his strength, using all his spiritual power to try to block the damage from the ice blade.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the sword and the knife finally collided in the air!

Under the surge of spiritual power, the stone slabs on the martial arts stage were shattered into pieces!

The man escaped from the storm, staggering backward, his face as pale as paper.

Ji Yunmiao took advantage of the situation and pursued, the sword light came along with a new ice storm!

The man knew that he was powerless to save the situation, and could only rely on his instinct for survival to barely swing his sword to resist Ji Yunmiao's attack.

Every collision made his arms tremble and his spiritual power was almost exhausted. In the end, he was knocked away by Ji Yunmiao's sword and fell heavily outside the martial arts arena.

He was lying on the ground, his face as pale as paper, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, obviously seriously injured.

"Penglai Fairy Island, Ji Yunmiao, wins!"

Following the referee's announcement, Ji Yunmiao glanced coldly at the unconscious man, already having some thoughts in mind.

Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He opened his fist which he had clenched unconsciously just now and saw that it was covered with sweat.

Fortunately, it was Ji Yunmiao who had been hiding his strength. Fortunately, the opponent only had the strength of the late Nascent Soul stage. Fortunately, Ji Yunmiao was already in the God Transformation stage.

If he had not been in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he would certainly not have won so honorably.

Is this someone sent by Wudang Mountain?

Wen Jin sat back in his chair and thought, his eyes involuntarily looking at Ji Yunmiao who was standing on the martial arts stage.

He was dressed in black, with his black hair tied up high, and had the dashing figure of a young man.

"Junior Sister Wen, is there anything wrong?"

Jiang Zhuo's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Hearing this, Wen Jin turned around and shook his head gently: "It's okay, could it be..." Wudang Mountain again.

She didn't say the last four words.

Jiang Zhuo's expression became more serious: "My people have gone over to bring the person out. I will interrogate him directly after he takes the medicine."

Wen Jin turned around and saw several disciples dressed in Kunlun Immortal Sect entering the martial arts arena and carrying people around Ji Yunmiao's martial arts stage.

"I'll come back to you when there's new results."

Jiang Zhuo left after saying a few words, his eyes fixed on the man lying on the stretcher, and he left in a hurry.

Deep in the mountains, Xu Yuan and Bai Xiuyuan were hidden among the shadows of the trees, and in front of them was the magic mirror that had just played Ji Yunmiao's competition.

"This kid is actually hiding his strength? Has he already reached the end of the Nascent Soul stage?"

Bai Xiuyuan turned his head to look at Xu Yuan on another tree branch, his brows slightly furrowed.

Xu Yuan looked at Wen Jin in the magic mirror and said, "It seems like Junior Sister already knew about this."

Hearing this, Bai Xiuyuan hammered the tree trunk angrily: "No wonder my junior sister is fooled around by him every day!"

"Are these two necessarily related?" Xu Yuan glanced at Bai Xiuyuan in surprise, and was glared back at by Bai Xiuyuan: "How come there is no connection?"

"His cultivation has reached the end of the Nascent Soul stage. Junior Sister must have admired him because he was more talented than she was. But Junior Sister is the only one who knows about this, but he didn't tell us. What's his intention? Is he trying to use the information gap to alienate Junior Sister from us? To make Junior Sister think that we are all bad guys who are preventing them from being together?"

Bai Xiuyuan gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

Xu Yuan chuckled when he heard this: "Does your saying this mean that you recognize his strength?"

"I!" Bai Xiuyuan's words were stuck in his throat. The facts were there and he couldn't say the words of denial.

He snorted softly: "It's just that I have some talent in cultivation!"

He wanted to say something else before he finished speaking.

Xu Yuan's expression suddenly became serious, and he raised his hand to stop him from continuing: "Someone is coming."

"You're finally here after waiting for so long." Bai Xiuyuan put away his previous disdainful look and his brows turned cold.

……

The subsequent competitions were no different from the previous ones.

Some even raised their hands and jumped off the martial arts stage to admit defeat: What a joke! They are only at the Jindan level, how can they compete with this master! If they get hurt by accident, it will affect the accumulation of points in the future.

Among the crowd, the small group of people who had their eyes fixed on Ji Yunmiao were full of admiration.

"Don't compete with me for this! I saw it first!"

"What do you mean you picked it first? Is there a first come first served rule for this kind of thing?"

"Have you found out? Whose disciple is he?"

In the chaotic scramble, someone suddenly asked a key question.

"No! Seeing how skilled he is in using the sword, I guess he is the disciple of the Penglai Island Master, right?"

"You can't find out this? Don't you know anyone from Penglai? Wouldn't it be possible to find out the name of such an outstanding disciple by just asking him?"

"I went! Penglai kept their mouth shut and refused to say who his disciples were!"

"Oh, this is incredible. Could this be a genius secretly cultivated by Penglai?"

"Maybe he's a disciple trained jointly by the masters of all the major peaks! I think he's the best match for my daughter!"

The person who said this was immediately met with a cold stare from several people: "Tsk! He is just a little genius from Kongtong Valley! Since when can Kongtong Valley be compared with Penglai Fairy Island?"

Wen Jin's eyes swept over and she heard everything everyone said. She just felt a little annoyed by the noise.

What would happen if they knew that the person she was flocking to was the disciple in the Penglai scandal? Dark thoughts flashed through her mind, and her eyes drooped slightly.

When will Ji Yunmiao's invitation be ready?