Tian Qi defeated Ran Hui with difficulty. Not only did he defend the sect's winning streak, but he also proved that he had the strength to fight against a direct disciple of the Sacred Spring Sect even though he was at the bottom of the inner sect!
However, the price was that he fainted.
The main reason was that he was suppressed too badly in the early stages, and he fought back in the later stages to win.
If Tian Qi also had a top-grade spiritual root, even if his cultivation was lower than Ran Hui's, he wouldn't have won with such difficulty!
Senior brother's victory made the Iron Bone disciples even more proud!
Tian Qi's reversal also made the other sects silent.
A fourth-grade Martial Master could defeat a seventh-grade Martial Master. This was definitely not a fluke, but a reflection of his strength!
The Iron Bone Clan was really strong!
At this moment, no one doubted this seventh-grade sect anymore. Because the Sacred Spring Sect's disciples were defeated one by one, it was enough to prove themselves!
They used to think if the Iron Bone Clan could win a match.
Now, the tables had turned. Could the Sacred Spring Sect win a match?
As for Qin Haoran and the Alliance Sect … Let's not talk about these idiots because it would only spoil the fun.
Sect Leader Jun looked at a cultivator and said indifferently, "My disciple has won this battle. Please go to the outhouse now."
Why would he go to the outhouse?
Eat shit!
It was the same as cutting a penis or eating a keyboard.
Jun Changxiao naturally wouldn't let him go. Instead, he looked at Elder Jin and cupped his hands. "Your Sacred Spring Sect lost again. Do you still want to fight?"
"Fight!"
Elder Jin said angrily.
He couldn't maintain the demeanor of a fifth-grade sect's upper echelon anymore. The muscles on his face were almost distorted from anger.
"Li Fei."
Jun Changxiao said, "Let's fight."
"Yes!"
Li Fei tiptoed and walked towards the martial arts arena.
However, he also looked back at the unconscious Tian Qi and thought, Senior brother Tian, I, Li Fei, will continue to defend the sect's winning streak!
The Sacred Spring Sect sent another seventh-grade Martial Master as a direct disciple. As for the name, it was needless to say because after the match started, he was played around by Li Fei who was running at full speed.
"What a fast speed!"
"The Sacred Spring Sect's disciple can't catch up!"
"Looking at the situation, it doesn't look good."
Everyone started to worry about the Sacred Spring Sect's disciple.
This was a change in mentality. This was proof that the Iron Bone Faction was strong!
Boom! Boom!
After circling around for a while, Li Fei mysteriously appeared behind his opponent. His Golden Right Leg carried with it spiritual energy as he directly kicked his opponent's neck twice.
Thump! Thump!
The disciple staggered to the side.
During this process, Li Fei once again appeared in front of him. With a tap of his toes, he leapt into the air and shouted, "Iron Bone Shadowless Kick!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Pu!"
After a torrential barrage of attacks, the disciple retreated to the edge of the Martial Arts Practice Field. Blood spurted out, and then his eyelids rolled back and he fell straight down.
"Plop."
His body landed on the ground, leaving the training field.
"…"
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.
This direct disciple of the Sacred Spring Sect didn't even make a move. He didn't even touch the corner of the Iron Bone disciple's clothes.
"Ding! Defeated the personal disciple of the Sacred Spring Sect. Epic Mission completion rate: 90%. The host has received 600 contribution points. "
"Ding! Contribution value: 25052000 points. "
"Ding …"
Before the notification overflowed, Jun Changxiao opened the shop and spent 1000 contribution points to buy 20 bottles of Aptitude Changing Liquid.
He had already saved 30 bottles. After the challenge, he would definitely distribute them to the disciples who fought.
"I still need 10% more. I should continue to challenge the direct disciples." Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, "Elder Jin, do you still want to fight?"
"Fight!"
Elder Jin gritted his teeth and said.
Right now, he was like a gambler who had lost all his fortune in a casino. He had completely lost his mind!
Jun Changxiao said, "I still have four disciples who haven't fought. How about another four?"
"Sure!" Elder Jin said.
As he said that, he waved his hand. A tall and strong disciple stepped out. Although he was also a seventh grade Martial Master, he was obviously stronger than the previous two!
"Little Mo, go on stage."
"Yes!"
Su Xiaomo handed the unconscious Tian Qi to Xiao Ziji. Swinging his arms, he tiptoed onto the stage.
After announcing his name, the battle began!
Boom!
Boom!
Su Xiaomo used the Cloud Treading Steps and circled around the tall disciple of the Holy Spring Sect. Then, he continuously attacked his vital points.
Unsurprisingly.
Although the big guy's skin was rough and his flesh was thick, after a series of wild kicks, he fell to the ground like a small hill.
Su Xiaomo clapped his hands and raised his eyebrows: "No difficulty."
"…"
Everyone was about to faint.
These disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were simply too scary. Torturing the direct disciples of the Holy Spring Sect was like playing around!
Next match.
Li Qingyang fought.
As a well-rounded person, he could easily win even against Qing Linfeng. Therefore, it only took him a few minutes to defeat his opponent.
"Ding! Disciple defeated direct disciple 55 of the Holy Spring Sect, meeting the hidden criteria. Epic Mission completion rate is 100%. Host has received 200 contribution points. "
"Ding! Sect Contribution Points: 17052000. "
"Strange?"
Jun Changxiao was puzzled: "All three missions have met the requirements and reached 100%. Why hasn't the Epic Mission been completed yet?"
"Sect Leader Jun."
While thinking, Elder Jin said with an ugly expression: "Please wait a moment, my Holy Spring Sect still has two direct disciples in seclusion. I have already sent someone to inform them."
"Oh."
Jun Changxiao replied.
"The two direct disciples in seclusion must be Gu Chaojiu and Jian Feifan!"
"The Holy Spring Sect only has a total of seven direct disciples. Now that five have already fought, it must be the two of them!"
"These two are the core disciples of the Holy Spring Sect. It is said that one has a sacred grade aptitude, and the other is a rare sword cultivator. Their strength is also extraordinary!"
Everyone discussed in low voices.
A sacred grade aptitude and a sword cultivator?
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said: "It's a little tricky."
"Sect Leader."
Lu Qianqian said: "Leave the sacred grade aptitude to me."
Zhou Hong said: "Sect Leader, that sword cultivator, this disciple hopes to fight against him!"
"Sure." Jun Changxiao said.
He was still very confident in these two disciples. After all, one was also a sacred grade aptitude, and the other was also a sword cultivator.
… ….
Not long after.
Two disciples in the Holy Spring Sect uniform walked out from the inner yard.
One of them had a lazy look, giving people the feeling that he did not care about his appearance. The other had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a cold aura.
From their temperament, Jun Changxiao could also recognize that the one on the left must be the sacred grade aptitude Gu Chaojiu, and the one on the right must be the sword cultivator Jian Feifan.
There were so many good seedlings in the Holy Spring Sect.
Including Qing Linfeng, if the three of them joined the Iron Bone Sect and were trained by him, their strength and realm would definitely skyrocket!
"Sigh."
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: "It's a bit of a waste of talent to stay in the Holy Spring Sect."
"Elder."
Gu Chaojiu walked over and said with a sleepy look: "This Iron Bone came to challenge us. Did he have to call the two of us out?"
Everyone's mouth twitched.
He probably did not know that his sect had already lost 70 rounds, and it was a terrible loss!
Jian Feifan did not say anything. He instinctively looked at Zhou Hong opposite him, his dark eyes shining with a strong fighting spirit.
"Elder."
He walked to the martial arts practice field and said: "I'll fight first!"
"Sect Leader, I'd like to fight." Before Jun Changxiao could answer, Zhou Hong had already walked out.
"Ta."
The two stood in the middle of the martial arts practice field at the same time, staring at each other. Instantly, an extremely sharp aura appeared around them!
"This is … Sword Intent!"
"That Iron Bone disciple is also a sword cultivator!?"
Everyone opened their eyes wide.
Previously, there was a sword cultivator, and now there was a sword cultivator. Iron Bone's level was not high, but there were all kinds of warriors!
"Iron Bone Sect disciple, Zhou Hong."
"Holy Spring Sect disciple, Jian Feifan."
After the two sword cultivators reported their names, the Sword Intent gathered in the martial arts practice field became more intense. The warriors closer to them were so shocked that they took a few steps back.
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