After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Ling Miao keenly caught the malice in Cheng Jinshu's eyes, and felt a little confused.

It's strange, why is this Cheng Jinshu so hostile to him? There was no enmity between them. Even if there was any connection, it was because she clung to Cheng Jinshu shamelessly in the past, and Cheng Jinshu looked down on her, didn't he?

She doesn't even bear grudges against him, but he grudges her instead?

Ling Miao crossed her arms and said, "Cheng Jinshu, you seem to hate me, but I don't remember anything I have ever done to offend you."

Except for the punch she punched him on the day she left Lihuo Sect, it was Cheng Jinshu's provocation first, and he deserved it.

After listening to the other party's question, Cheng Jinshu's eyes darkened, with a trace of confusion evident.

He had never thought about this problem and couldn't explain why.

He really hates Ling Miao. He used to hate Ling Miao when she liked to pester him. Now that she has changed her temper, he hates her even more. He doesn't like her change.

After all, even if he hated her, this was not the reason why she ignored him at all later on.

Moreover, this kid shouldn't have repeatedly targeted Ling Yu and snatched things from Ling Yu.

Cheng Jinshu said with a cold face, "If you hate it, hate it, no matter what reason you want. Since you can do things against Junior Sister Xiaoyu, don't blame others for hating you."

"..."

This is a fool.

Ling Miao sneered and said: "Forget it, my spit is for counting money, not for reasoning with you."

The deacon glanced at the two of them and said, "Inform yourself."

Cheng Jinshu: "Lihuo Sect, Cheng Jinshu."

Ling Miao: "Yuehua Sect, Ling Miao."

As soon as the butler said "the game begins", Cheng Jinshu had already drawn his sword.

"Draw your sword."

Ling Miao crossed her arms and did not move, "You are not worthy of me drawing my sword."

"hehe."

Cheng Jinshu laughed angrily.

He tapped the ground with his toes, raised his sword and stabbed towards Ling Miao, very fast, and he was in front of Ling Miao in a blink of an eye.

He swung his long sword in the air, and the sword energy spread out. Ling Miao was knocked back a few steps, but the next second, Cheng Jinshu's attack came in pursuit.

The sword light flickered in mid-air, and Cheng Jinshu struck out very quickly. The sword energy spread out with each move, sweeping out several traces on the competition stage.

Facing the opponent's attacks full of spiritual energy, Ling Miao could not fight back with his bare hands. He was chased several times and retreated repeatedly, almost being forced to the edge of the competition stage.

On the high platform, Situ Zhan sighed happily, "The book is still stable."

Below, Cheng Jinshu swept towards Ling Miao with one blow, and the sword energy rippled out. Ling Miao turned around in the air to dodge, but then Cheng Jinshu suddenly approached with a thrust.

The child propped up his sword with one hand, and then was knocked back several meters.

When Cheng Jinshu saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably. He was already sure of winning this competition.

"Ling Miao, you are a waste in the Qi refining stage, why are you so arrogant? Today, let me teach you how to be a good person."

Ling Miao's mood showed no fluctuation, and she glanced at Cheng Jinshu teasingly.

"Haha, you want to teach me how to behave?" "It's not that difficult."

She jumped up and punched Cheng Jinshu, "It's just a little easier than climbing to the sky!"

Not to be outdone, Cheng Jinshu's spiritual energy surged throughout his body. The moment he swung his sword, the sword energy surged toward Ling Miao like a wave, and he launched his killing move.

Ling Miao's face condensed, and then, he touched his hand from the mustard ring, and a huge black object appeared in Ling Miao's hand.

The little girl held a black giant sword several times larger than her body. She turned around and swung away Cheng Jinshu's sword energy. The thick sword did not stop, but struck directly towards Cheng Jinshu's position.

Cheng Jinshu looked at the big guy that suddenly appeared in Ling Miao's hand, his expression changed, and he reflexively raised his sword, trying to block Ling Miao's attack.

But when Ling Miao's black giant sword hit the long sword in his hand, the huge impact made his wrist go numb.

Knowing that he couldn't compete with this brat, Cheng Jinshu sidestepped and jumped to the other side of the competition stage.

Ling Miao held the black iron sword and moved to where Cheng Jinshu was standing just now. He put the sword on his shoulder and looked at Cheng Jinshu with a leisurely smile.

Cheng Jinshu looked at the boy and sword standing opposite him with a gloomy expression.

The giant sword held in the little girl's hand was bigger than him. He felt that he might not be able to pick it up, but this kid actually waved the giant sword to hit him with ease.

What a monster!

Cheng Jinshu said with a gloomy expression, "Didn't you just say you wouldn't draw your sword?"

"This is what Ling Miao said just now. What does it have to do with the current Ling Miao?"

There was no trace of guilt on Ling Miao's face.

"You are so simple, you just believe whatever others say."

"you……"

Cheng Jinshu was furious. He rushed towards Ling Miao again. His sword energy was divided into several streams and rushed towards Ling Miao from all directions. He himself raised his sword and stabbed straight.

Cheng Jinshu was almost on the threshold of the late stage of the golden elixir. His aura was filled with murderous intent, and his speed was so fast that Ling Miao could not see clearly. This blow was obviously aimed at killing Ling Miao.

In the stands, everyone in the Yuehua Sect looked unhappy. This Cheng Jinshu actually killed everyone in the sect competition?

On the competition stage, Ling Miao didn't panic at all when faced with the sword energy coming from all directions. Although she couldn't see clearly, the black iron sword could see it clearly!

Ling Miao: 'Tiezi! Move yourself! I hold the hilt of the sword! You go fight him! '

Xuan Tie Dajian: 'You asked me for help and you called me Tie Zi! ? '

Ling Miao: "Gold? Can you touch it yourself?"

Black Iron Great Sword: "..."

The next second, the child held the black iron sword in her hand and swung it on the spot while spinning several times in all directions. The afterimage of the black iron sword formed several giant black wheels around her.

Although Cheng Jinshu had a lot of sword energy, it was not enough in front of the Xuantie Sword. In a very short period of time, all the sword energy was dispersed.

Then, Ling Miao spun around, and the black iron sword hit Cheng Jinshu again, directly cutting off his thrust, and at the same time splitting a crack into the competition platform, splashing gravel and dust.

Cheng Jinshu was shocked and took a few steps back. Doubt flashed in his eyes. He had already attacked with all his strength. Why did he feel that he didn't even take advantage of this kid?

He raised his sword and faced him again. Ling Miao also waved the black iron sword and fought with him without showing any signs of weakness.

On the high platform, Jiang Shang looked at the black giant sword in the little girl's hand and touched his chin with interest.

"Oh? Where did that giant sword come from? It seems that it is not an ordinary thing."
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Sect competition section: Brothers, have you seen the black sword owned by Ling Miao, the fifth disciple of the Yue Hua Sect? It's so spicy!