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

Seeing that the child's mood was very stable, Qingyun felt relieved and gave another warning.

"Anyway, you can't beat me this time. Try not to damage the martial arts arena. Don't let your master and Elder Zhao have such big heads every day."

Ling Miao nodded, "Okay, don't worry, Second Master, I will pay attention."

This is indeed the case.

Fang Zhuchen's every competition attracted a lot of attention, and Ling Miao's popularity also soared in the past two days.

The organizer also knew very well and directly arranged the match on a large competition stage very close to the auditoriums of several parties, and also arranged the match between the two to start among the first batch of the day.

Several auditoriums were also filled up early.

Both sides stood firm on the stage.

After announcing each other's homes, the deacon announced the start of the game.

Fang Zhuchen looked thoughtfully at the little girl standing opposite, dragging a black giant sword and looking calm.

"Aren't you going to admit defeat?"

Is she planning to meet him?

When he encountered opponents who were in the foundation building or even the golden elixir stage before, most of them would simply admit defeat.

Because Nascent Soul's suppression is absolute, except for the monks who are curious about his strength and will hold on for some time before admitting defeat, most of them give up before the game.

The little girl opposite is not stupid. Even if she is strong, she cannot defeat Yuanying during the Qi refining stage. She should know this.

Ling Miao let out a 'ha' sound and tilted her head.

"Admit defeat? Why should you admit defeat!"

The word "admit defeat" does not exist in her dictionary.

She has never seriously fought against a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, so of course she would not give up such a good opportunity.

Anyway, she had received so many beatings from Qingyun and Li Bin during this period, and now that she was thick-skinned, she was not afraid of being beaten to death by Fang Zhuchen.

Want to fight!

Get ready to try!

I want to have a hearty fight!

The child put the black iron sword on his shoulder, and the blood in his body unconsciously flowed with excitement.

"Come on! Give me a chop to show your strength!"

Fang Zhuchen confirmed that the other party sincerely wanted to fight him, and his eyes fell on the two bracelets on Ling Miao's wrist.

"Why don't you take off the bracelet? I can wait until you are ready before attacking."

He heard Cheng Jinshu talk about this pair of strange bracelets, saying that after taking them off, the child's combat effectiveness would instantly increase.

He was actually a little curious about what effect this bracelet would have after taking it off.

Ling Miao glanced at the bracelet on her wrist indifferently, her tone as usual.

"Ah? If we two fight, will you kill me?"

Fang Zhuchen: "No, we'll stop there."

Ling Miao: "You are from the same sect, so don't take off the bracelet."

When Fang Zhuchen heard what Ling Miao said, a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

He took out the Yingxue sword from its sheath and said solemnly: "Okay, then I'll accept it."

"bring it on!"

Ling Miao's toes dropped to the ground, and the black iron sword cut a black shadow in the air, rushing straight towards Fang Zhuchen.

But in the blink of an eye, Fang Zhuchen's figure disappeared from where he was.

'careful! ’

The sound of the black iron sword sounded in Ling Miao's mind.

The next second, the black iron sword started to move on its own. It turned Ling Miao back half a circle, blocking Fang Zhuchen's blow.

On the high platform, Situ Zhan and Ling Feng's expressions froze. They originally thought that this blow would end the game.

Ling Miao took advantage of the situation and swung Fang Zhuchen's sword away, then swung the sword in a sweeping sweep.

In just one breath, the two of them had exchanged several moves. Although the Xuantie sword was large, it was surprisingly flexible when held in Ling Miao's hand.

The two swords collided, and the black iron sword made an excited buzzing sound.

This person is so strong! If I didn't have to be held by this brat, I really wanted to have a hearty fight with him!

After Fang Zhuchen and Ling Miao touched swords a few times, their expressions changed slightly.

Every time the Yingxue Sword collided with the Black Iron Sword, a series of vibrations were transmitted to Fang Zhuchen's palm.

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Fang Zhuchen's eyes. With such strength, no wonder Cheng Jinshu would lose. Even he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent.

Ling Miao's black iron sword touched the ground, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword and used his strength to kick Fang Zhuchen in a sweeping motion.

Fang Zhuchen stretched out his hand to take her strength, waved Ling Miao's feet away and took half a step back, his face becoming more solemn.

During the team competition, this Ling Miao cannot be guarded.

In the flash of lightning, the two exchanged a few more moves.

Although it seemed to outsiders, Ling Miao could barely cope with Fang Zhuchen's movements.

But Ling Miao herself knew that it was actually the black iron sword that was mostly fighting Fang Zhuchen. She couldn't see Fang Zhuchen's movements clearly at all, so she could only seize the opportunity to hit Fang Zhuchen by herself from time to time.

Her wrist was painfully pulled by the black iron sword, but Ling Miao was still very excited.

Is the gap between me and Yuanying so big?

The child found the opportunity and swung the black iron sword towards Fang Zhuchen.

After Fang Zhuchen blocked Ling Miao's attack with his sword, he hit Ling Miao back with his backhand.

The aurora of the Yingxue Sword flashed, and the sword energy rippled.

Ling Miao subconsciously felt danger, and moved her wrist almost at the same time as the black iron sword. She moved forward and collided with the Yingxue sword, blocking Fang Zhuchen's attack.

Fang Zhuchen was obviously ready to end the game. He did not move the sword away, but his wrist vibrated, and the spiritual energy overwhelmingly pressed down on Ling Miao.

Ling Miao felt like her breathing was stagnant for a second.

He is so strong!

She also wants to become stronger!

She wants to become stronger!

A strange feeling suddenly came over me.

Her spiritual roots seemed to respond to her, making waves.

There seemed to be something coming out of her spiritual roots and rippling in all directions.

Fang Zhuchen, who was closest, felt the aura first. He was stunned for a moment, sheathed his sword and backed away.

Ling Miao's aura of breaking through the realm spread.

Promoted to foundation building!

On the high platform, Qingyun felt Ling Miao's aura of breaking through the realm, and subconsciously spoke to the child's ears.

"Suppress it quickly!"

But then, he remembered that this child couldn't move spiritual energy and couldn't suppress it.

Qing Yun looked helplessly at Cang Wu, who had already frowned and stood up when he felt Ling Miao's aura of breaking through the realm.

As the person involved, Ling Miao was originally having a good fight, but suddenly he performed a public showdown for everyone present and stood there with a confused look on his face.

"What is this situation? What is the process now?"

Has she broken through? So sudden?

She glanced at Fang Zhuchen, who was standing opposite with a complicated expression, "How about we finish the fight first while nothing happens?"

"..."

Fang Zhuchen smiled helplessly, "Fighting when the mirror is broken can easily cause spiritual energy disorder in the body and lead to obsession. Let's put this competition aside for now, don't be in a hurry."

Ling Miao wanted to say that he couldn't move spiritual energy and had no worries about it, but it was not easy to say this in public.

He watched Fang Zhuchen walk to the side of the competition stage and start negotiating with the deacon standing there.

Ling Miao remembered something more important.