As soon as the match was announced, everyone in Group 7 sighed and looked at Lu Ping pitifully, as if saying, "Senior, your luck has come to an end". Lu Ping could feel it clearly. Li Cheng and the others even had a gloating expression on their faces.
Shi Lingling, who was wearing a fiery red dress, walked to Lu Ping and giggled, "Tenth Junior, do your best! I have faith in you!"
His words made Lu Ping's face flush red, and the disciples around him burst into laughter.
First Senior Martial Brother Yao Yong also walked over and said, "Do your best. Junior's strength is already quite extraordinary. Even if you lose this match, no one can say anything."
Second Senior Martial Brother Du Feng still did not say anything. He only nodded at Lu Ping as he walked past.
These three were the strongest in Group 7 and formed a small team. If it was not for the fact that Shi Lingling did not challenge him, the third senior martial brother would already be hers.
This time, the three of them greeted Lu Ping together. Obviously, they acknowledged Lu Ping's strength.
Leng Qian's cultivation level was at the Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm, a level higher than Shi Lingling. The two of them were known as the "Two Beauties" among the Grade 2 disciples because not only were their cultivation levels high, but their beauty was also at the level of femme fatale.
There were close to a thousand Grade 2 disciples, but only five of them had reached the Late Blood Refining Realm before the age of 14. They were known as the "Five Talents". Among the five, two of them had reached the Ninth Layer. They were Group 1's Lin Sheng and Group 14's Leng Qian. Although Leng Qian had just reached the Ninth Layer less than a year ago, it was still a testament to her strength.
Unlike Shi Lingling's cheerful attitude, Leng Qian's face was solemn, giving off an unapproachable feeling. However, it just so happened that this expression caused all the disciples to rush forward and fight to curry favor with her. However, Leng Qian always maintained an indifferent attitude towards all of them.
When Lu Ping walked up to the stage, Leng Qian, who was dressed in white, was already standing on the stage.
According to the rules, Lu Ping bowed and said, "Senior, after you!" Then, he took out his superior-grade Dharmic Armament and got into a stance, ready to fight.
Leng Qian was also a little curious. Looking at this' dark horse 'disciple, he was indeed a little different. When other disciples came up to the stage, they would always humbly say a few words to her and put on a fake expression. But this guy was different, he was ready to fight the moment he came up.
What she didn't know was that Lu Ping had seen too many beauties in his memory, to the point where he was immune to them. Although the beauty in front of him was pleasing to the eye, Lu Ping had never had a good impression of women like Miejue Shitai.
With a wave of Leng Qian's hand, a top-grade Dharmic Armament, the Fairy Sword, appeared in her hand. With a wave of her hand, she executed the Fairy Sword Technique's "Where Do You Come From". A sword gleam flickered as it slashed towards Lu Ping's right shoulder.
Again, Lu Ping used the "Blood Melting Bone Refining Sword" to block the attack. The two of them exchanged a few blows. After testing each other's strength, Leng Qian took the initiative to attack first. She tightened her grip on the longsword in her hand, and at the same time, she executed several spells to complement the attack of the longsword.
Lu Ping cursed in his heart. Another "Technique" state in both weapon and spell. Geniuses nowadays are really worthless!
Looking at the girl in front of him who was about the same age as him, but had a cultivation level two levels higher than him, Lu Ping's joy of finally comprehending the "Technique" state instantly turned into a puddle of water.
In the eyes of the crowd, Lu Ping being on the defensive seemed so reasonable.
At this moment, Lu Ping felt a little sullen. He was at a complete disadvantage. Even after he had consecutively used two superior-grade Blood Talismans, he had only bought himself a little time to catch his breath. He didn't even have a chance to counterattack.
I lost just like that? Lu Ping wasn't willing to give up.
Little did he know that Leng Qian was also quite surprised. Even the peak Eighth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciple who fought with her in the last round did not last so long under her attack.
Initially, she thought that this dark horse was just a disciple who was lucky. Now, it seemed that he had his own unique points. Not to mention the fact that he had comprehended the "Technique" state in both weapon and spell at the Seventh Layer, just from the timing of throwing the Blood Talismans, he had a very precise grasp of the rhythm of the battle, even better than her.
Master Immortal Chen in her team once said that precise grasp of the rhythm of the battle was the foundation of mastering the "Technique" state. Although this foundation was still a long way from mastering the "Technique" state, it was still a foundation of a towering building.
Was she not as good as this Seventh Layer Blood Refining Realm disciple? Leng Qian gritted her teeth. Looking at Lu Ping who was at a disadvantage but still able to defend himself, Leng Qian couldn't help but feel annoyed. For some reason, she intensified her attacks. For a moment, Sword Qi and spells flew everywhere. In the eyes of the audience, Leng Qian seemed to want to end the battle as soon as possible. Their spirits rose and they cheered for Leng Qian in unison.
Just when the crowd was cheering for Leng Qian, a clear and melodious voice sounded, "Lu Ping, do your best!" There was a strong sense of defiance in the voice.
The crowd cursed under their breath. Who was this person? She was obviously looking for a beating!
Looking at the source of the voice, it was Shi Lingling who was wearing a red muslin. So it was Senior Sister Shi! For a moment, hundreds of cold gazes melted like snow under the sun. It was so gentle that it gave people goosebumps.
At this time, Shi Lingling was drenched in sweat. It was obvious that she had just finished a battle. She ignored the stares from the crowd and continued to cheer for Lu Ping.
It turned out that Shi Lingling had encountered an experienced Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm disciple. Even though she tried her best, the disciple was much stronger than her. In the end, the disciple even took out a mid-grade mystic artifact that only Ninth Layer Blood Refining Realm cultivators could barely use. That was why Shi Lingling was no match for him and was eliminated from the top 16.
After getting off the stage, Shi Lingling learned that Yao Yong and Du Feng had entered the top 16. She rushed to Lu Ping's place, but she didn't expect to see a group of people cheering for Lu Ping. She was unhappy.
Lu Ping's opponent was none other than Leng Qian. Leng Qian and Shi Lingling were both known as the "Twin Geniuses", but her cultivation base was a level higher than Shi Lingling's. This made the proud and arrogant Shi Lingling very unhappy. But this time, Leng Qian's victory was already in her grasp, and she would be able to enter the top 16. This made Shi Lingling even more uncomfortable.
As the crowd cheered, the jealousy of the little girl flared up. Shi Lingling ignored everything else and started cheering for Lu Ping alone.
Leng Qian was anxious because she couldn't defeat Lu Ping. Looking at Lu Ping's impenetrable defense, she felt a headache coming on.
Leng Qian knew that Lu Ping had a defensive mystic instrument. She wanted to force it out with a quick attack so that she could defeat him with her mystic instrument. However, she didn't expect Lu Ping to be like water in a sponge. The more she thought he was dry, the more water would drip out under her pressure.
In the end, Leng Qian decided to attack with her mystic instrument. It was just a little more effort. Besides, she didn't only have one mystic instrument.
A hammer-shaped mystic instrument flew out from Leng Qian's interspatial pouch. It instantly grew to the size of a house and flew towards Lu Ping, causing the crowd to gasp in shock. The crowd looked at the ferocious weapon and then at the delicate young lady. For a moment, they felt like they were in a different world. Even Shi Lingling was in disbelief when she saw Leng Qian's mystic instrument.
Lu Ping was in danger!
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