Qi Yurou frowned slightly, with a wry smile on her lips: "Junior Brother Jiang is serious. Although I have initially broken the bottleneck, I still need a retreat before I can step into the Xuanyue Realm. It's still too early to say at this time, but..."

At this point, she shook her head and sighed, looking a little depressed, and her eyes became complicated.

"Oh?" Jiang Tian's eyes moved slightly.

Qi Yurou shook her head and sighed, and said with a helpless smile: "You have also seen my situation. After the bottleneck is loosened, the bloodline spiritual power begins to become restless. Once it senses the aura of the Xuanyue Realm, it will run on its own. It is really difficult to control."

"This is normal! This means that your spiritual power has reached its peak. It seems that you can advance to the Xuanyue Realm with no problem. There is no need to suppress it deliberately at this time, just let it run!"

Jiang Tian nodded and smiled, comforting the other party.

Although he is still at the late stage of the Chongyang Realm and is still one step away from the Quasi-Xuan Realm, his spiritual power intensity and total amount are far superior to Qi Yurou, and even surpass many Xuanyue Realm warriors. In this matter

Of course I have enough say.

As for the experience in cultivation, it is even more incomparable to the other party!

With a few words of guidance, Qi Yurou's mind suddenly became enlightened. She put aside her worries and allowed her blood and spiritual power to operate on its own. After a brief period of discomfort, her whole body's aura quickly became stable.

"It really works!" Qi Yurou's pretty eyes shone with excitement, "Junior Brother Jiang, I really have you!"

"Haha, this trivial matter is not worth mentioning." Jiang Tian smiled lightly, and then turned his attention to the ring.

At this moment, the fight in the arena had reached a fever pitch, and the two inner disciples each used their full strength to prepare for the final fight.

The rumbling sound and tyrannical spiritual power fluctuations suddenly spread out, causing the spectators in front of the ring to have their eyes wildly twitching and shouting that it was wonderful!

After a moment of intense fighting, the tall Qingpao disciple Brother Ge finally gained the upper hand, seizing the fleeting opportunity to strike hard and knocking the opponent off the ring.

"Congratulations, junior brother!" Senior brother Ge was obviously in a good mood after winning. He cupped his hands and smiled, greeting his opponents under the ring.

"Alas! It's half a move, only half a move!" The disciple surnamed Zhu gritted his teeth and sighed, clenching his fists with a look of annoyance.

But the outcome has been decided, and even if he doesn't give in, he can't reverse the defeat, so he can only accept this result.

After gritting his teeth and exhaling a suffocating breath, he bowed his hands to the opponent with a livid face: "If you lose, you lose. There is nothing to say. Senior brother Ge is superior in skills. Congratulations on passing!"

After the disciple surnamed Zhu finished speaking, he lowered his head and turned around without waiting for the other party's response, far away from the crowd. There was a call in front of the arena, and everyone congratulated Senior Brother Ge for passing the test.

"Winning nine games in a row, Senior Brother Ge is amazing!"

"Hahaha, one more game will pass the test. Senior Brother Ge seems to be sure of it!"

"It goes without saying that nine consecutive wins have shown our strength, and there is no problem at all in this last one!"

Everyone was complimenting him, which made Senior Brother Ge feel very happy. He looked around proudly, and no one dared to challenge him on stage wherever he looked.

"Next!" the deacon disciple's urging voice sounded, but everyone was still hesitant.

However, this situation did not last long. After a while, an inner disciple walked out from the depths of the crowd and came to the ring.

The light blue military robe wrapped around his figure made his already slender figure look even slimmer, and his performance was also very low-key, with his head lowered from beginning to end, not even looking at Brother Ge on the ring.

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Everyone couldn't help but feel that this person seemed to be lacking in confidence and had absolutely no aura to win.

"Who is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Looking at his clothes, he must have been promoted from Tianxu Peak. It's strange, I didn't notice it before!"

Several outer disciples stared at him for a moment and couldn't help but scratch their heads.

In their minds, they don't seem to remember such a number one person.

Not only were these outer disciples confused, but many inner disciples were confused because they were not familiar with the person in front of them. If it hadn't been for this martial arts competition, they wouldn't have known that this person existed in the sect!

"It's strange! Although there are many inner disciples, there is almost no one I, Che Qing, don't know. But this guy came out of nowhere, why don't I seem to have seen him before?"

"Huh? I don't know this person either. Who is he?"

"Junior brother, what is your name?"

Someone couldn't help but ask, but that person didn't seem to hear it and didn't respond at all!

The deacon disciple in front of the ring frowned slightly: "The challenger comes on stage, please sign up!"

The disciple wearing a light blue martial robe nodded lightly and stepped forward: "Inner Sect, Pang Ning!"

"Pang Ning?" The deacon disciple was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he seemed to remember something. He turned over with his right hand and took out a booklet and quickly flipped through it. However, he only flipped through it once and saw something in the lower left corner of the second page.

this name.

"Huh? I was promoted to the inner sect five years ago. That's weird!"

The deacon disciple blurted out subconsciously, put away the book and looked at Pang Ning doubtfully, somewhat puzzled.

Normally, a disciple who has been promoted to the inner sect for five years should have been known to everyone for a long time. Why is he so strange and mysterious?

But he didn't think much about it, as long as there was this person on the roster.

The deacon disciple suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and waved, "Come on stage!"

Pang Ning nodded lightly and landed on the ring in a flash, still with his head lowered. His untied long hair hung down messily, almost covering half of his face, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

"This Pang Ning is a bit interesting!" Jiang Tian smiled leisurely, his eyes briefly glanced at Pang Ning, and a light shone in his eyes.

"The promoted disciple of Tianxu Peak, have you heard of this person, Junior Brother Jiang?" Qi Yurou asked with a frown, also quite curious about this mysterious Pang Ning.

"No, I have been practicing for less than a year, and I have been practicing most of the time. Even Tianxu's current disciples still don't recognize them all." Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, slightly mocking himself.

On the ring, a strange color flashed in Senior Brother Ge's eyes, and he was left speechless by the opponent's mysterious behavior.

"Inner sect Ge Tiebing, may I ask which elder this fellow sect studied under?"

Pang Ning did not answer, but spread his feet slightly, lowered his head and said, "Let's take action!"

"Huh?" Ge Tiebing's face darkened, a little annoyed.

The other party was just trying to be mysterious, but he responded rudely to his inquiry, which was really a bit ungrateful.

He slowly let out a sullen breath, his eyes were slightly cold, and his expression became extremely proud.

"Ge has won nine games in a row. If I defeat you, I will be promoted. I have no eyes for fists and kicks. Please forgive me for offending me!" Ge Tiebing shook his green robe and all his distracting thoughts disappeared. His aura suddenly rose, and he snorted and clapped his hands together.
Chapter completed!