"Li Qingyin, win!"

Yun Nishang announced softly.

Lin Muzhao walked off the stage, looked at me, and smiled: "It's true that it's still not possible..."

"Don't force yourself, let's see mine next." I said.

"Um."

At this moment, the third Zuo Qiulin walked onto the stage and said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister Mu Zhao, are you willing to give me advice?"

"Zuo Qiulin!"

Yun Nishang stood in the air, his voice was not angry and powerful: "You have violated the rules and are not allowed to challenge a disciple who has played in battle in succession. You are not qualified to challenge Lin Muzhao now."

Lin Muzhao chuckled: "Senior Brother Zuo, if you really want to compete with Muzhao, you will be satisfied in three days. Muzhao will personally go to Yuanyang Palace to challenge you, the chief disciple of Yuanyang Palace."

Zuo Qiulin was disappointed. Three days later, he would no longer be Lin Muzhao's opponent.

Zuo Qiulin is the third place, and he can only challenge Li Qingyin except Lin Muzhao, but he is unwilling to face Li Qingyin at all. This is a battle that will definitely be defeated, so he can only step down.

At this time, as I expected, Dongfang Liner flew onto the battle stage in the costume of the chief female disciple of the Holy Palace.

"Lin'er, do you want to challenge Li Qingyin?" Yun Nishang asked.

Dongfang Lin'er shook her head and said respectfully: "Master, I want to challenge Senior Sister Mu Zhao. Now there is a game left. Lin'er has the qualification to challenge Senior Sister Mu Zhao, right?"

"You..." Yun Nishang was angry.

At this moment, a sword aura rose into the sky, and the master Shangguan Ziyi on the observation stage suddenly burst out with a shocking magic image. The sword saint's shadow soared into the sky, a hundred feet high, with anger, and said lightly: "Dongfang Lin'er, are you actually going to challenge Lin Muzhao at this moment?"

"Uncle, the head teacher."

Dongfang Lin'er's eyes were terrifyingly calm and said, "Disciples challenged according to the rules of the academy competition. Senior Brother Zuo was empty, but still counted. This is not a continuous challenge. What's wrong? Besides, the strong ones in the position of the saint are here. Is it possible that only the disciples of the uncle Mu Zhao, who can sit in this position of the saint, can the other disciples of the Holy Palace not be qualified to become the supreme among the academy disciples?"

"Okay! You're very good!"

Shangguan Zi was irritated, but she suppressed her anger, and the Dharma image suddenly sank and returned to its original appearance.

Shangguan Nanfeng frowned and said, "Junior sister, this Dongfang Lin'er is very ambitious!"

"I blame me for being incompetent in discipline."

"You can preach, but can you discipline your ambitions deep in your heart?"

"Senior sister, you..."

"No need to say more, you and me each lost half of this academy competition."

...

"Senior Sister."

I turned around and looked at Lin Muzhao, frowned and said, "You are only 20% or 30% of your strength now, so why not... just admit defeat. Dongfang Lin'er obviously took advantage of others' danger. If you lose this kind of thing to her, it will be a vain to win the villain."

Lin Muzhao shook his head, and his beautiful eyes were complicated: "Junior brother, senior sister has been like this since she was a child, and she has been facing difficulties. This is the way of heaven that belongs to senior sister. Do you want senior sister to give up?"

"I don't, I just..."

"Needless to say, I accept the challenge."

As he said that, Lin Muzhao turned into a beautiful shadow and rushed to the battle stage, holding Muzhao's sword in his hand, and smiled and said, "Junior Sister Lin, Senior Sister didn't expect you to challenge me, but... Since you spoke, Senior Sister is naturally willing to fight you."

Dongfang Lin'er showed a sweet smile: "Senior sister, let's win in one battle and see who is the first chief of the Holy Palace of Bailu Academy!"

"Fight!"

Just as the battle-stage pattern closed, Dongfang Lin'er let out a soft shout, and her whole body was emitting amazing holy aura, and she actually entered the early stage of the semi-saint realm. At the same time, nine sword auras were lingering around her body, with a transcendent momentum. The long sword was shaking, and wisps of flames were erupting, which was very amazing. The transcendent sword rules were shocking.

"She has finally achieved the Divine Flame Sword Technique." Lu Qingshu shook his head and said.

"Senior Brother Lu, what is the Divine Flame Sword Technique?"

"A sword technique that the Emperor of God Flame Emperor Dongfang Yue understood thoroughly. This sword scripture was left in the palace. The Emperor of Heavenly Heart Dongfang Wan copied this sword technique and taught it to some geniuses with outstanding cultivation in the Eastern family. Dongfang Lin'er is the niece of His Majesty the Empress. It is not surprising that he obtained the copied Divine Flame Sword Technique."

Lu Qingshu sighed: "No one would have thought that Dongfang Lin'er would challenge Junior Sister Mu Zhao. In addition, she has entered the semi-saint realm again, so I'm afraid Junior Sister Mu Zhao will lose."

"Um."

In the air, the sword light surged into the sky on the battlefield. Lin Muzhao forced the Guheyi Realm to fight with Dongfang Lin'er, but after all, she only had less than 30% of the power left. Even if she had the advantage in the swordsmanship, she could not suppress her opponent. Moreover, Dongfang Lin'er was also a talented person. She was not too much lost, but now she was even more difficult to suppress.

In the first thirty moves, Lin Muzhao had the absolute advantage, and even almost traumatized Dongfang Lin'er several times, but the last thirty moves were exhausted. Dongfang Lin'er gradually gained a foothold with a set of Divine Flame Sword Technique. Every move was full of murderous intent, and Lin Muzhao was about to be unable to resist.

"laugh!"

A cold light passed by, bringing a deep blood mark on Lin Muzhao's shoulders. If she hadn't had her strong body, this sword would have been enough to cut off one of her arms.

"Senior sister, you lost!"

Dongfang Lin'er stood in the air, looking down on her beautiful eyes.

Lin Muzhao was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He held Muzhao's sword in his hand, but he was still unwilling to admit defeat.

"Senior sister, come down!"

I shouted from afar: "There is no need to fight again."

Dongfang Lin'er is not only ambitious but also cruel. Once she really gets angry, perhaps the next battle will not only hurt Lin Muzhao, but also leave her permanent injuries. Things like cutting off the spiritual veins and breaking through the Qi sea may happen, and the gain will not be worth the cost. After all, Lin Muzhao has not learned the Phoenix Method and will not be reborn from the ashes.

"Mu Zhao, come down!"

On the battle stage, Master Shangguan Ziyi said in a vague voice.

Lin Muzhao was extremely angry, and his fairy face turned slightly white. He looked at me and then at Shangguan Ziyi. In the end, he had to hold his injured shoulder and walk off the battlefield. I walked over immediately and took out a high-level healing pill for her. He brushed his palms and surged his spiritual power, blocking her injuries.

"Junior brother, thank you."

"Why are you polite?"

I turned around and walked towards the battle platform and stepped on it. At this time, Dongfang Lin'er had not stepped down yet. She looked at me lightly: "Why, are Junior Brother Bu so anxious?"

"yes."

I pulled out the Immortal Bone Sword with a clang, pointed directly at Dongfang Lin'er, and said, "Although it violates the rules of the competition, do you, the new second place, dare to accept my challenge?"

"OK!"

A ruthless look flashed through Dongfang Lin'er's eyes, and she lowered her voice and smiled: "Senior Sister Mu Zhao is your senior sister. I, Dongfang Lin'er, isn't your senior sister? Junior Brother Bu, your heart is really crooked!"

"Is that true? If my heart becomes tilted, then Senior Sister Lin's heart may have grown dark."

I smiled faintly, and sword intent burst out all over my body. A super strong sword pillar soared into the sky. The Immortal Bone Sword trembled, and a sword spirit suddenly surged around the sword blade, flowing continuously, and the whole body was filled with vitality and glory, and the whole person was like a cast of gold.

"stop!"

Yun Nishang frowned: "No one can fight two consecutive games. Lin'er, you can go down. Bu Yixuan, don't take action, otherwise you will violate the rules of the competition."

"Uncle Master, you have also heard that Dongfang Lin'er is willing to fight with me. Do you want to impose an obstacle?" I said.

Yun Nishang was embarrassed and looked at Shangguan Nanfeng. Shangguan Ziyi said, "Two senior sisters, what should I do?"

The two court owners were also embarrassed, so they turned their attention to the two old monsters not far away. The two old monsters were originally talking about the types of fine wine and food in the upper world, but at this time they became the focus of the two court owners. They immediately coughed and pretended to be like a senior master.

"The Academy Competition is just to decide the ranking of the winners and loses by martial arts. Since both of the parties involved are willing, why not fulfill it?"

"Yes, if you stick to rules and forms, how can you open your mind?"

"Fight, I want to see how strong that little monster is."

Shangguan Nanfeng looked suspicious: "Little Monster? Who are the uncles talking about?"

"Nanfeng girl, don't worry about so many things and order them to fight!"

"yes……"

...

Yun Nishang nodded and then announced: "In the next battle, Bu Yixuan will challenge the second place Dongfang Lin'er!"

"Junior Brother Bu, Senior Sister is actually looking forward to it."

Dongfang Lin'er sent a voice, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Looking forward to the scene of defeating you, the younger generation of kings, killing Duan Yuan and Luo Huachi in Shazhou, senior sister wants to see how strong you can be after you don't use the True Dragon Technique."

I also smiled slightly: "I won't disappoint you. I also want to see what a cold and vicious heart is buried under the beautiful mask of Senior Sister Lin."

"Hmph, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."

Dongfang Lin'er chuckled, and her pair of slender feet came in the rolling flames. The symbols of the sword path of the flames evolved from the flames. She was following the flame sword path, and the sword technique of the God Flame is even more unique in the unique skill created by the God Flame Empress. Although the God Flame Empress is not a sword saint, she is the strongest person of that generation after all. The sword technique she created is probably comparable to the sword saint's unique skill.

"boom!"

A flame blew, and Dongfang Lin'er turned the surroundings into a sea of ​​fire.

And I opened up the realm of all things, and the artistic conception of all things and creatures evolved around me, opening up an oasis in the sea of ​​fire.

Dongfang Lin'er is very strong and must fight quickly.

A sword stabbed out of the sea of ​​fire, setting off a surging flame. Dongfang Lin'er's beautiful face was murderous intent, and she said in a voice: "If you want to stand up for Lin Muzhao, you have to pay the price of bleeding!"

This sword contains the mystery of the rules of the flaming sword. The nine-level sword aura burst out, coupled with the suppression of the holy energy, was very uncomfortable.

It is impossible to crack this move with ordinary moves.

I took a deep breath, and the Immortal Bone Sword suddenly stabbed out, and the sword rules in the Lingxu resonated one after another. In an instant, nine transcendental phenomena appeared around the sword blade, turning into a powerful sword and stabbed Dongfang Lin'er.
To be continued...