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Seeing the silver needle, Lin Fei quickly waved his sword to intercept it.

"Ding!"

The silver needle hit the long sword, making a sound of metal clashing.

Seeing that the silver needle's attack was blocked, Yi Jue showed a smile on his face and flicked his fingers.

The next second, Yi Jue shot out another silver needle, heading straight for Lin Fei's neck. It was so fast that it seemed to have turned into a silver meteor across the sky, heading straight for Lin Fei's throat.

When Lin Fei saw the silver needle, his heart skipped a beat. A chill ran down his feet and a bloody picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Damn it!"

Lin Fei cursed inwardly and then quickly dodged.

He didn't dare to resist the power of the silver needle, otherwise, he would probably die at the opponent's hands. He couldn't give his life away in vain!

Just as Lin Fei reacted, the silver needle was already in front of him at an astonishing speed.

"not good!"

Lin Fei secretly cried out that something was wrong.

Seeing that the silver needle was about to pierce his neck, Lin Fei's body suddenly dodged to the right.

"Whoosh!"

A cold gust of wind whistled past, and the silver needle fell to the ground, as if it was embedded in it.

"Oh my god! That was a close call!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Fei broke out in cold sweat and was filled with fear.

"Yi Jue, your silver needle is so sharp! It can break my defense in such a short time." Lin Fei looked at Yi Jue and praised.

"It was just luck." Yi Jue said with a smile.

"No matter what, Senior Brother Yi Jue is indeed very powerful."

"Senior Brother Yi Jue is indeed very powerful."

……

Seeing his apprentice's performance, Yu Jin sighed inwardly: "In this battle, Yi Jue's chance of winning is 100%."

Yu Jin is very familiar with the strength of his disciples, so Yi Jue’s winning rate is 100%.

On the fighting stage, Yi Jue pulled up the silver needle he had used from the ground, looked at the dust on it, and said calmly with a smile on his face, "Brother Lin, I wonder if my attack is sharp enough?

Lin Fei listened and nodded solemnly: "Enough!"

After he finished speaking, Lin Fei's body suddenly disappeared from the spot, turned into a residual shadow, and rushed towards Yi Jue.

His speed was so fast that it almost reached the extreme, making it impossible for people to catch his whereabouts.

"Shh!"

"brush!"

Two figures instantly appeared at the two ends of the arena. Yi Jue and Lin Fei each held a long sword, confronting each other, ready to fight.

Looking at the long sword in Yi Jue's hand, Lin Fei's face flashed with excitement. He licked his dry tongue and said, "Brother Yi Jue, let's decide the outcome with swords! Let's see whose sword is faster."

Chapter 890: Yi Jue defeats Lin Fei

"it is good!"

Yi Jue nodded, his eyes revealing a strong desire to fight.

"Shh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fei swung the sword in his hand fiercely, and a violent sword intent spread from the blade, as if a silver dragon was roaring.

Seeing this scene, Yi Jue was not willing to be outdone and also slashed out with his sword.

"boom!"

The next moment, the two attacks collided fiercely, causing a deafening explosion and tearing the space apart.

Two figures retreated at the same time.

When the two stopped, they looked at each other and saw a strong desire to fight in each other's eyes.

Yi Jue smiled and said, "I've said before that my strength is the strongest among the younger generation of the entire Tianling Sect. Brother Lin, you'd better be careful. Let's continue fighting!"

"Okay, in that case, take another one of my moves!"

After saying that, Yi Jue raised his arms and swung the sword again, which turned into a series of silver afterimages and enveloped Lin Fei.

"Ding ding ding..."

"Boom..."

"Crack!"

"Ding ding ding..."

"Crack..."

A burst of dense noises continued to be heard, making the people watching around feel as if their eardrums were about to burst and their heads were buzzing.

At this moment, everyone around was impressed by the strength displayed by the two, and many disciples even had tears in their eyes.

They had never seen such a wonderful fight, especially Senior Brother Yi Jue's domineering and sharp swordsmanship, which was simply amazing.

"Junior Brother Lin, I admit that your swordsmanship is powerful, but your attacks are too slow. You can't kill me at all." Yi Jue said with a smile, as if he had already defeated the opponent.

"Hmph! Senior Brother Yi Jue, don't be so arrogant. You are indeed very strong. I admit that I am not as good as you." Lin Fei shouted unconvinced.

Hearing this, Yi Jue smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lin is right. I admit that I am not as good as you, but my strength is indeed very strong, there is no doubt about that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Jue suddenly threw a punch, hitting Lin Fei hard in the chest.

"Oh!"

"Pfft!"

Yi Jue punched Lin Fei directly on the chest, knocking him backwards and falling heavily to the ground.

Lin Fei only felt a tightness in his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body slid out uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough..."

Severe pain spread from his chest, and Lin Fei felt as if his internal organs were about to be smashed.

"Brother Yi Jue, you are too despicable. I lose."

Yi Jue did not respond and walked straight down the fighting stage.

Lin Fei struggled to stand up, but was helped up by a disciple and sent to the treatment room.

The competition is over after the referee comes on stage and announces the result.

"Yi Jue won."

"Yi Jue's strength is too abnormal. It's normal for Lin Fei to lose."

"Yi Jue, you are really amazing. I am convinced this time."

Seeing that Yi Jue won the game, the disciples around him gave him thumbs up and praised him sincerely.

Yi Jue nodded slightly. He was not proud of his victory. Instead, he looked calm and composed.

Seeing Yi Jue's arrogant look, Yu Jin couldn't help but frown.

"Can you really win the duel in the afternoon? Sigh..." Yu Jin sighed and sat down in the room.

……

Xi Suo followed Yao Lao all the way to another direction, and Yao Lao didn't say a word on the way.

Chapter 891: You Still Don’t Understand the Meaning of This Fighting Competition

"Master, where are we going?" Xi Suo couldn't help but ask.

"The promotion matches are separate, and your fighting stage is on the other side of the square." Yao Lao said slowly.

"There are such rules!" Hisoka was stunned and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"If you want to participate, I can take you there now. If you don't want to, we can end it now." Yao Lao reminded.

"Ah? Why shouldn't I participate?" Hisoka asked puzzledly.

Hearing this, Yao Lao shook his head and said, "You still don't understand the significance of this fighting competition."

Hisoka frowned and asked, "What?"

Yao Lao sighed, "It's okay, just let go and fight."

"Yes! Master."

After saying that, Yao Lao took Xi Suo to another competition venue.

Xi Suo followed Yao Lao to the square, only to see that hundreds of students had already gathered at the competition venue, and the number was still increasing.

"Are all these students spectators?" Xi Suo asked doubtfully.

"Not bad." Yao Lao smiled and nodded, "It seems that there are many more people who want to watch your game than the other one."

"The other game? Is it the one with Yi Jue?" Xi Suo asked.

Yao Lao did not answer, but continued to walk forward.

Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of the square, and the fight was about to begin.

"Go ahead, win this competition and I'll tell you something." Yao Lao said.

Hearing this, Xi Suo immediately nodded and said, "Yes."

After saying that, Hisoka entered the square.

Looking at Xi Suo's back, Yao Lao shook his head slightly, then walked into the square.

"Master, I'll go over to compete first." Xi Suo waved at Yao Lao and then entered the competition arena.

Hisoka's opponent this time is a young man named Wang Yang, and their cultivation levels are similar.

"Hahaha, Hisoka, I didn't expect to meet you. You are really strong." Wang Yang laughed and looked at Hisoka with a mocking expression.

Xi Suo smiled coldly and said, "Wang Yang, stop talking nonsense and make your move."

Hearing this, Wang Yang's face darkened and he said coldly: "Xi Suo, do you look down on me?"

As he spoke, Wang Yang slapped out with his palm, and suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing up a cloud of dust.

"boom!"

The palm winds of the two men collided, causing a deafening sound that made people's scalps numb.

"So strong!" Hisoka's expression changed slightly.

"Humph!" Wang Yang showed a trace of disdain on his face and said, "Xi Suo, you are just relying on drugs to improve your strength. Compared with me, you are far behind."

"is it?"

Xi Suo snorted coldly and said, "Wang Yang, don't think that I am as rubbish as you. Let me tell you, today I will use actual actions to prove to you who is the real genius."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly slapped out with his palm, and the force of his palm was as powerful as the tide, surging.

"call!"

The palm wind swept around, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, Wang Yang's expression froze slightly.

"How is it possible? Why did his palm power suddenly increase?"

Wang Yang widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Clap!"

The next second, Wang Yang was knocked to the ground by Xi Suo's palm.

"You can actually defeat me? It's impossible. I am the top fighter of the same level." Wang Yang climbed up with difficulty, saying with unwillingness on his face.