Supreme Dragon Soul

"Great! Let's exchange ideas and discuss. We can both compare our strengths and gain practical experience. How fun!"

Liu Yifeng was the first to stand up and support Xiao Lie.

He could see that Xiao Lie wanted to vent his anger.

Take advantage of the opportunity to exchange ideas and attack Luo Cheng!

It was exactly the same idea as his!

"Okay!"

"Haha! I'm itching to do it."

All the people present were talented and young, and no one was willing to give in.

After hearing Xiao Lie's proposal, they were all excited and eager to show off their skills and make a splash.

Seeing that everyone had the same intention, Jin Tiandu stood up and said with a smile:

"Since everyone is so interested, we naturally cannot spoil the fun."

"However, this is just a discussion and exchange. I hope everyone will stop at a certain point and do not hurt the harmony. In addition, the duel must be willing and cannot be forced."

As Jin Tiandu finished speaking, several waiters immediately entered the garden, moved the tables away, and cleared a large open space.

Seeing that Luo Cheng was calm, Luo Yao smiled and said, "Those disciples of Lieyun Sect have been keeping an eye on you. I'm afraid they will take the opportunity to make trouble for you."

Luo Cheng took a sip of tea and said indifferently, "I'm afraid they won't come."

To be honest, if the eldest prince hadn't appeared, he would have wanted to teach them a lesson just now!

After experiencing so many things, Luo Cheng understood a truth: trouble cannot be avoided, and the only way is to cut the Gordian knot!

It's better to hit once to avoid a hundred punches!

What's more, because of Sun Yingyang, he disliked everyone in Lieyun Sect.

It's better if these people don't come to provoke him.

Since you have offended him, you must pay the price!!

Hearing Luo Cheng's sharp words, a strange color flashed in Luo Yao's beautiful eyes, and her red lips slightly raised, like a cat smelling blood.

After clearing the venue, the eldest prince Jin Tiandu laughed loudly:

"Haha, who will win the first prize?"

Swish!

Xiao Lie, an inner disciple of Lieyun Sect, was about to step forward, but a figure took the lead and stood in the middle of the open space.

It was a young girl in her twenties with a long sword hanging from her waist.

The girl had a beautiful face, a green dress on her body, and a graceful figure like a willow in the wind. Her almond eyes looked coldly at a handsome white-faced young man sitting on the seat, bit her lip and shouted:

"Qiao Qing, you lecher! Come out and fight me!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces became playful, and they all looked at the two of them.

The white-faced young man stood up awkwardly, walked into the field, looked at the woman, and said softly:

"Yuan Mei, listen to my explanation..."

"Look at the sword!"

Yuan Mei's eyes contained a murderous intent. With a flick of her wrist, the silver snow-thin sword was instantly unsheathed, bursting out with sword light all over the sky, and wrapped around the white-faced young man.

The white-faced young man dodged and stepped back, waving his palms and slapping.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The sound of gas explosions continued. The white-faced young man waved his palms like the wind, layer by layer of palm power, protecting his body from watertightness, and slapping the incoming sword light. At the same time, his lips opened and closed gently, obviously transmitting something to Yuan Mei.

The two fought fiercely, and the discussion about the two people on the field also rose and fell.

From the whispers of the crowd, Luo Cheng finally understood what was going on.

Yuan Mei was an inner disciple of a small sect in the Great Chu Dynasty.

The white-faced young man Qiao Qing was a disciple of the Jile Sect, the first sect of the Great Qi Dynasty.

The two had a romantic time.

However, Qiao Qing left without saying goodbye, and they met at the banquet today, which led to this farce.

"The Great Qi Dynasty Jile Sect..."

Luo Cheng remembered that he still had a copy of the Jile Sect's unique skill, the Desire Spirit Skill.

The Desire Spirit Skill was what he had obtained from the Shadowless Thief before. It was a four-star skill, and there were also matching body skills and martial arts.

This skill can absorb the essence of a woman's yin through the intercourse of yin and yang, and quickly improve the realm. If the adopted woman's realm is not enough, she will lose her essence at the least, or die on the spot at the worst.

Because it was too evil, Luo Cheng did not leave it to the family, and always carried it with him.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

In the field, Yuan Mei's swordsmanship was getting faster and faster, forcing Qiao Qing to retreat again and again.

Luo Yao asked: "Luo Cheng, who do you think will win?"

Luo Cheng shook his head: "It should end in a draw."

"Draw?"

Luo Yao did not expect this answer and was very surprised. Liu Yifeng, who was sitting not far away, had been keeping an eye on Luo Cheng. He couldn't help but laugh at what he said:

"Ridiculous! You actually said it would be a draw in such a clear-cut duel!"

"A duel at the level of the Awakening Veins Realm is not something you can discuss. I think you'd better not say anything, lest you make a fool of yourself!"

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Oh? What do you think?"

Liu Yifeng wanted to show off. He looked at the two people fighting and said proudly:

"Qiao Qing is at the peak of the first level of the Awakening Veins Realm, and Yuan Mei is only at the middle level of the first level of the Awakening Veins Realm. The two are two levels apart."

"Moreover, as we all know, if you defend too long, you will lose! Qiao Qing has been defending for so long, and it is still watertight, which is enough to show that his strength is far greater than Yuan Mei! If I guess correctly, as long as Yuan Mei's offensive slows down, it will be Qiao Qing's time to win!"

People nearby nodded one after another.

Liu Yifeng's analysis is reasonable. Most people, like him, think that Yuan Mei will lose this battle.

Luo Cheng did not refute, and smiled: "Then wait and see!"

Liu Yifeng's analysis was indeed very reasonable.

But, that was just the surface.

Under the powerful soul perception, Luo Cheng saw many things that others could not see.

Although Yuan Mei's attack was fierce, her killing intent was getting weaker and weaker. She kept a little bit of strength in each move, and she didn't want to hurt Qiao Qing at all.

As for Qiao Qing, as Liu Yifeng said, the opponent's strength was far above Yuan Mei. If he wanted to win, it would only take three or two moves, but he never fought back.

Rather than saying that the two were sparring, it would be better to say that the two were flirting.

In Luo Cheng's opinion, the probability of the two ending in a draw was 60% to 70%, and the remaining 30% was Yuan Mei's victory!

As for Qiao Qing's chance of winning, as Liu Yifeng said, there was not even half a percent.

Seeing that Luo Cheng didn't take his words seriously at all, Liu Yifeng's face suddenly looked a little ugly:

"Haha, I want to see how it ends in a draw!"

He secretly swore that as long as Qiao Qing won, he would humiliate Luo Cheng!

Luo Yao blinked her eyes. She actually agreed more with Liu Yifeng's statement, but chose to believe Luo Cheng.

At this time, changes occurred in the field.

"A spring breeze!"

Yuan Mei used a killing move, and the fine sword light was like spring breeze and drizzle, attacking Qiao Qing endlessly.

Swish, swish, swish...

The air was torn into cracks, covering Qiao Qing's whole body.

Suddenly.

"Ah!"

Qiao Qing was stabbed by a sword light, covered his chest, and staggered back.

Yuan Mei's face changed, and she hurriedly put away her sword and went forward to check, "You! How are you?"

"Hehe, I'm fine."

Qiao Qing smiled and moved his right hand away. His chest was unscathed, and the sword light had been crushed by him.

"You! I'm ignoring you!"

Yuan Mei was embarrassed and anxious, her face flushed, and she turned and rushed out of the garden.

"Everyone, I'm leaving first!"

Qiao Qing hurriedly chased after him.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect this duel to end so dramatically!

"This... is really a draw..."

Luo Yao looked at Luo Cheng in surprise.

Everyone who heard the discussion was also surprised.

Unexpectedly, Luo Cheng actually got it right, and the most unlikely ending occurred!

Only Liu Yifeng's face turned pale, and the teacup was crushed.

He didn't expect Luo Cheng to be so lucky, he was just lucky, and he could guess it right!

If he wasn't afraid of being accused of bullying the weak and being gossiped about, he would have wanted to go down and beat Luo Cheng to a pulp and teach him a lesson!

At this time, another person walked into the arena.

It was Xiao Lie, an inner disciple of Lieyun Sect. He turned his head to look at Luo Cheng and laughed sarcastically:

"Haha, someone just said shamelessly that our disciples of Lieyun Sect are chickens and pottery dogs! I wonder who it is?"