As if seeing through his thoughts, Lin Bai's voice came again.

"Can you break through the Saint Realm!?"

The original surprise turned into shock.

He relied on simple cultivation to break through the Saint Realm, and it would take at least several years.

Unless there is a heaven-defying trial like the Tower of Babel that can directly gain cultivation.

After some calculations in his mind, he has now been exposed as the first among ordinary disciples, and it seems not bad to be the first among the direct disciples.

Moreover, if he can break through to the Saint Realm, even if he bursts out all the strength of the Venerable Realm, he can continue to hide behind.

"Fuck, do it!"

After making up his mind, Ling Feng's momentum suddenly changed.

The whip that rushed up was held in his palm by his hand.

As for Lin Bai, looking at the determined Ling Feng below, he chuckled again.

He originally planned to give the item in the system space to Ling Feng.

This is a good opportunity to see his true strength and win the bet with his wife, so why not?

"Hehehe~"

Thinking of this, Lin Bai laughed out loud, and Su Qiyan beside him was frightened.

"No, I must not let my husband win the bet!"

She noticed that Lin Bai had sent a message to Ling Feng just now, and guessed that he might give him some treasure to make him use his full strength.

But Su Qiyan did not think of stopping it.

However, she shuddered suddenly when she heard her husband's obscene laughter.

If he proposed to practice for three days and three nights, would she still be alive?

She immediately decided that she could not lose this bet!

The final duel was not only the victory between the two of them, but also the victory between the disciples and the elders.

It was also the victory between Su Qiyan and Lin Bai!

"Old man Luo, I tell you, if Wu Dongsheng loses, I will hold you responsible!"

The sudden sound in his ear made Master Luo Feng look stunned.

What's wrong, what's wrong?

Old man Luo was full of doubts and didn't know what happened.

But the cold tone of the empress was still ringing in his ears.

Thinking of the feeling of losing all five senses last time, old man Luo trembled.

Although he believed in his disciple, he was not sure whether he would win or lose!

"On the contrary, if he wins, this emperor will reward him with 100,000 spirit stones!"

"The door of the treasury is open to Wu Zhongsheng, choose at will!"

Everyone knows that after Lin Bai destroyed the Wu family, he moved their treasury back.

The sect treasury was established.

"Yes, empress, I will let my disciple win!"

Hearing that there was a reward, and it was 100,000 spirit stones, and the qualification to choose at will from the treasury, old man Luo immediately became energetic.

The voice transmission of Lord Luo Feng made Su Qiyan's red lips curl up.

She absolutely cannot lose this bet!

"What happened!?"

"Fuck, Senior Brother Lingfeng is awesome!"

"You are worthy of being the No. 1 player in the Sixth Order. His sudden explosion is awesome!"

At this moment, the disciples below exclaimed, and everyone's attention was drawn to the No. 3 ring.

Su Qiyan just looked down and saw Lingfeng hook Li Xuehan's waist with a rake.

Then he jumped into the air, without using any spiritual energy, and threw Li Xuehan into the air with his physical strength by holding the rake handle.

"Bang!"

Turning the rake over, Lingfeng knocked her off the ring with the smooth back of the rake.

"This..."

Everything happened so fast that Li Xuehan lost the competition before even the elders could react.

"Alas, I just wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was the same."

"No more pretending, I am the third-level Venerable and I am going to show my cards!"

"Bang!"

As the voice fell, the momentum in Lingfeng's body surged.

Strong wind swept, and the aura of the third level of the Venerable Realm burst out.

"Awesome!"

All the disciples were very shocked, but they all turned into awesome sounds when they came to their mouths.

The voices came one after another, and even the peak masters and pavilion masters on the high platform stood up.

Among them, Old Man Luo was the most surprised. It was normal to have the strength of the first or second level, but he really didn't expect that he was also the third level of the Venerable Realm like Wu Zhongsheng.

The mood that he had just promised his disciple would win was immediately overwhelmed.

Both of them were geniuses, and it was hard to tell who would win when they collided.

At that time, he would not only lose 20,000 spirit stones, but he might also face the punishment of the Queen.

"No, absolutely not!"

He, who didn't care at first, became motivated for the first time and immediately decided to teach Wu Zhongsheng a lesson.

As for Ling Feng, he looked at Wu Zhongsheng who had just finished the battle from a distance, and then walked off the stage under the attention of everyone.

Time passed slowly, and in the evening, it finally reached the finals.

Wu Zhongsheng was given a bye, and Sun Changguang lost the first place to Ling Feng.

After the two finished fighting, he would fight the loser to decide the winner.Second place.

"Brother, you are already very strong, don't be discouraged."

Chu Yun'er took out a handkerchief and handed it to the depressed Sun Changguang.

His actual combat ability is indeed strong. With the strength of the first-level Venerable, he killed a group of second-level disciples, but finally lost to Ling Feng.

"Sorry, I didn't get the first prize to play with my junior sister."

Scratching his head, the boast he made before has now turned into a bubble, making him feel a little ashamed to meet Chu Yun'er.

"It doesn't matter, isn't it just the first prize in the competition? We don't care."

"Let's go, if we can get the top three, my master and I will be very happy."

Pulling up Sun Changguang's sleeve, Chu Yun'er took him to the high platform and came to Zhao Fengzhu.

"As an alchemist, you can enter the top three. You are worthy of being my disciple."

Zhao Fengzhu laughed twice and raised his hand to pat his shoulder.

Originally, he didn't have much hope, but he was grateful to God and his ancestors for Sun Changguang to be in the top 20.

However, relying on the first level of the Venerable, he reached the top three, which was really good.

Although Chu Yun'er was a little bit excited, it did not hinder Sun Changguang's strength.

Even the peak master and pavilion master beside him looked at Sun Changguang with some admiration.

This was something they had never done before, and it was worth it to see it in the eyes of the younger generation.

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Below, two figures on the middle stage were ready, one holding a long knife and smiling gently.

One carried a rake on his shoulder, and his sloppy appearance made many people exclaim.

"Junior brother, you are very good, and you are a qualified opponent."

Wu Zhongsheng swiped through the void with one hand and smiled.

He could feel a sense of crisis in Ling Feng.

This was the first time he felt this way from other disciples.

"Brother, you are too kind. It's all luck."

Ling Feng clasped his fists in response. He felt the same as Wu Zhongsheng.

A slight sense of crisis emerged in his heart.

"Haha, luck alone won't get you this far."

"I'm looking forward to the next battle."

Laughing, Wu Zhongsheng tightened the long sword in his hand, which had turned blood red.

This was what Master Luo Feng had given him just now.

I wanted to refuse, but Master said that he must win, otherwise he would skin him alive.

I had no choice but to accept it and use it.

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