They subconsciously looked at each other from a distance of more than ten feet, their brows flashing thoughtfully.

But when they looked towards the ring, they all ignored the dazzling green and red light, and saw the real scene of the two sides fighting at a glance!

At this moment, Duanmu Chen's robes were fluttering crazily, and the fiery black moon in the sky above was shaking even more, and it continued to cast down streams of astonishing spiritual power.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful his methods were, they were completely ineffective against Pang Ning.

The spiritual power bloomed on Pang Ning's right palm, like a shocking sharp blade, bursting out with a sharp edge, splitting away the terrifying spiritual power oncoming, causing it to slide to both sides, but unable to get close at all.

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"Hiss! This Pang Ning is so amazing!" Xuan Peng's eyes narrowed, his expression became solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, from the thoughtful expression in his eyes, there is a hint of fear!

"Pang Ning is not only strong in cultivation, but his control over spiritual power has reached a very advanced level, otherwise he would never be able to easily resolve Duanmu Chen's attack!"

Jiang Tian took a deep breath and murmured to himself, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Before the green and red aura had completely dissipated, Duanmu Chen on the stage had already begun to shout crazily and angrily.

He has used the bloodline vision, but still cannot suppress the opponent. What does this mean?

This undoubtedly shows that the opponent's strength is definitely better than his.

Strong uneasiness spread quickly, and Duanmuchen's mouth twitched wildly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

His right hand still used spiritual power to attack the opponent, but he suddenly raised his left hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his index finger to point towards his brow!

"You want to defeat me, Duan Muchen, in a dream!"

"I want my life even if you don't want it. How can you not afford to lose after just a competition?"

Pang Ning shouted coldly, with a hint of anger in his deep voice.

A shake of his right palm shook Muchen's left hand, and he slid his palm down and struck his chest. Green light bloomed between the five fingers, and a dull roar followed!

Boom!

"Ah...no!"

Amid the dull roar, Duanmuchen's expression changed drastically, he screamed and flew backwards, falling heavily out of the ring.

rumble!

Pang Ning waved his right palm, instantly quelling the remaining spiritual power above the ring. He lowered his head and looked down at Duan Muchen, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

At that moment, Duanmu Chen wanted to use the Essence and Blood Secret Technique to forcefully reverse the situation.

And once he succeeds, Pang Ning will pay a heavy price even if he wins, and the final result is likely to be a lose-lose situation for both parties.

Because of this, he decisively knocked it away and ended the competition ahead of time. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind remaining in a stalemate with the opponent for a while longer.

"Pang Ning wins, Duan Muchen is eliminated!"

The elder of the sect loudly announced the results of the competition. When he looked at Pang Ning, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Duanmu Chen, his face darkened and he frowned slightly.

"Duanmuchen, you are so irrational! It's just a competition in the ring, but you actually have to use the essence and blood secret technique. Don't you think it's a bit too much?"

"Elder, I...I haven't lost yet! If I were to use the Essence and Blood Secret Technique, Pang Ning would definitely be defeated!" Duanmuchen's face alternated between red and white, and he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, refusing to admit defeat.

The elder of the sect shook his head and sighed, and said with a cold smile: "Come on, you can't even use the essence and blood secret technique in front of him, so what's the use of talking about it?"

"You...poof!" These words directly hit his vital point. Duanmuchen felt a tightness in his chest, his face turned red and he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

But no matter what, he was indeed eliminated, even if he was unwilling to do so, it was useless.

At this moment, Pang Ning ignored him and silently walked off the ring.

"Arrogant and self-righteous!" Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Huh?" Duanmuchen turned to look at him after hearing this, his eyes instantly became extremely cold!

Thinking of the heroic words just now, his face turned hot. In just a few moments, he and his cousin Ouyang Ming were defeated one after another, and their faces were really dull.

And this outsider from the Chongyang Realm actually dared to add fuel to the fire and laugh at him. It was simply unreasonable!

"Jiang Tian! Are you talking about me? Do you dare to say it again?"

Duanmu Chen gritted his teeth and yelled angrily, his face extremely gloomy.

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and was speechless.

Even if you are defeated, why can’t you just say a few words?

"So what can I say again? Don't you know who is stronger or weaker between you and Pang Ning?" Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, with a look of disdain.

Duanmu Chen was completely furious, his face was ashen, he raised his hand and took a few pills, then strode towards Jiang Tian.

"How dare you! How dare a mere outsider to be so arrogant in front of me? Boy, even if I'm injured, I can still beat you down!"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a dull roar suddenly sounded. Duanmu Chen forcibly refined the elixir and at the same time vigorously stimulated his blood and spiritual power, in an attempt to frighten Jiang Tian.

"Hmph! What qualifications does a guy who has been eliminated have to challenge me?"

Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, disapproving.

"You...what did you say?" Duanmu Chen roared angrily, waving his fists and heading towards Jiang Tian.

"That's enough!" The sect elder's face darkened and he immediately stopped him.

"Duanmuchen, you have been eliminated and are not qualified to challenge others. If you force yourself to take action, it will be an unprovoked private fight and will be dealt with according to the sect's rules!"

"Damn it!" Duanmu Chen stopped abruptly, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, his face turned ashen.

Faced with the warning from the sect elders, he did not dare to make the same mistake again, otherwise it would be a trivial matter to teach Jiang Tian a lesson, and the gain would outweigh the losses if he angered the sect's senior officials.

"Hmph! I'll settle the score with you after the martial arts competition!" Duan Muchen withdrew his spiritual power with great reluctance, pointed at Jiang Tian and said coldly.

"Haha, it's easy to say. When I am promoted to the inner sect, I will be ready for your challenge at any time." Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, and said lightly.

At this time, several inner disciples were afraid that Duan Muchen would lose his mind and quickly stepped forward to pull him away. Otherwise, judging from his angry appearance, he would inevitably have to tangle with Jiang Tian.

"It's really speechless! This man bites anyone he sees, a mad dog is nothing more than that!"

Seeing Duanmu Chen being dragged away by everyone, Jiang Tian shook his head and sighed, ignoring it.

Rumble!

After a chaotic roar, this round of competition came to an end.

The next round of drawing lots began immediately, and the more than forty disciples were divided into more than twenty pairs, and they immediately went on stage to compete without stopping.

"Everyone appears!"

The elders of the sect stopped calling the number and directly instructed everyone to appear together.

Everyone stepped onto the corresponding ring according to their lottery numbers without hesitation, and the situation of the fight was clear at a glance!

At this stage of the martial arts competition, everyone's strength is already quite close, and everyone's consumption is not small, and there is not much nonsense between them.

Following the elder's order, everyone immediately started fighting!

Chu Yun's opponent was an inner disciple who was also wearing a white robe. Judging from the cultivation aura alone, the two sides seemed to be almost the same, but Chu Yun's performance was obviously much calmer towards his opponent. The white-robed male disciple's expression was slightly different.
Chapter completed!