"Guess how many rounds the disciples of Red Leaves Hall will be eliminated this year?"
Some disciples who hadn't entered the arena and were waiting in the waiting area couldn't help but discuss when they saw Feng Beibei and the other two.
"How many rounds can they go? They'll be eliminated soon. Ha-ha-ha."
In the past, people were used to seeing Red Leaves Hall as a joke. They thought they weren't strong at all. They had a good Red Leaf Body Art, but they couldn't use it because they were afraid of the slightest thing. They were surrounded and beaten by three outer disciples. If they could hold on until the one-on-one competition, they could use their body art to their advantage. There wasn't much space in the arena for the three-person group competition. Female disciples were weak, so it was easy for them to be at a disadvantage.
"It can't be. Red Leaves Hall has a new disciple called Du Feng this year. He's ranked first in the Sword Pagoda."
Some disciples had different opinions. After all, Du Feng's high ranking on the Sword Pagoda List could explain part of the problem.
"He's a disciple with his skills. He's not a disciple of Red Leaves Hall."
"That's right. Who can be ranked in the Sword Pagoda as soon as they joined? Maybe he's here to compete with us for a place like Ding Baigu."
It was no wonder that people thought so. Du Feng had only joined for a few months. He was ranked first on both the first and second floors of the Sword Pagoda. His Cultivation Level had also risen from Level 3 to Level 6 of the Earth Celestial Stage. People always felt that he came prepared. He wasn't a new disciple at all.
"Do you think he's a spy? Why would Fourth Elder accept him?"
"Who knows? Maybe the Fourth Elder is his spy. Didn't he recruit that Ding Baigu too?"
"Shh! Lower your voices. Do you want to die?"
The disciples in the waiting area were getting more and more excited. Some of them couldn't control their emotions, so their voices became louder. They suspected the Elders of the sect and spread rumors behind their backs. If they were caught, they would be punished. They might even be expelled from the Yu Xian Sect.
"Let's stop talking. Let's watch the competition."
They didn't dare to talk nonsense after being reminded. They looked up and watched the competition again. At this time, the four experts had already won. Their opponents were so scared that their legs turned to jelly when they saw them that they admitted defeat. Zhao Shixiong also benefited from this. He won without even having to fight.
Aiya! They originally wanted to see Feng Beibei's three senior and junior sisters make a fool of themselves, but the result was a little different from what they had imagined. The three girls circled around the three outer sect disciples and gave them a good beating. They didn't even use the blade, only the surface of the sword. This was because if he used the blade, he might not be able to restrain himself and hurt someone.
"Senior Sister, don't fight anymore. We admit defeat."
At first, the three of them were a little unconvinced. The male disciple was stronger and wanted to resist. In the end, they couldn't even touch the hem of Feng Beibei's clothes. His face, head, hands, and shoulders were all hit by the sword. His face was bruised and swollen, causing him to grimace in pain and wail.
"What are you talking about? I can't hear you. Speak louder."
In the past, Feng Beibei was often bullied by the outer disciples in the arena. This time, she could finally hold her head high. She purposely asked the opponent to speak louder so that everyone could hear her clearly.
"We admit defeat. Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
The three male outer disciples shouted at the top of their lungs. They were afraid that Feng Beibei would not be satisfied and beat them again. When they shouted like this, everyone stopped looking elsewhere and all looked over. That scene was really embarrassing. The three big men were surrounded by a little girl and beaten up. Their eyes were bloodshot, their faces were swollen, and their noses and mouths were broken. They looked as miserable as one could imagine.
"Okay, you can go down."
The three female disciples of Red Leaves Hall finally found the feeling. For many years, they had always been eliminated in the group stage. This time, they actually won, and it was a very easy victory. All of this was thanks to Junior Brother Du. Ever since he came, the days of the Red Leaves Hall had become better.
Won, they actually won!
Master Hong Xiuzhen stood up excitedly, and her eyes were a little moist. She was excited because Red Leaves Hall would no longer be at the bottom. At least this time, her disciple had won against the outer sect disciples. If Du Feng could enter the top ten, then Red Leaves Hall would really be proud.
"Master, calm down … calm down!"
Du Feng persuaded Hong Xiuzhen to sit down. No matter what, she was also a dignified elder. Her disciple only won the group stage, there was no need to be so excited. If others saw it, they would think that Red Leaves Hall had never won before.
Well, Red Leaves Hall had never won before, but Du Feng was not there at that time, so he did not feel the atmosphere of being despised.
"Hey, hey, the three girls of Red Leaves Hall are amazing."
"Yeah, maybe I will fight with them in the next round."
Feng Beibei and the other two won, which meant that they could enter the next round. The next round of the competition would be a real one-on-one. At that time, the area of the arena would also be expanded, and they would use whatever skills they had. Naturally, they would know whether it was a mule or a horse.
"It's okay, they only dare to bully the outer sect disciples, it's not even close to us."
The inner sect disciples still looked down on Feng Beibei and the other two sisters. As for the disciples of the other elders, they did not care about them at all.
No matter what others said, Feng Beibei and the others still won. She got off the arena happily and returned to Hong Xiuzhen and Du Feng's side.
"Junior Brother, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, we would not have won. "
"Yeah, Junior Brother's teaching method is too good."
The three Senior and Junior Sisters praised Du Feng one after another, which made it difficult for him to do business. After all, they were Hong Xiuzhen's disciples. After winning the competition, they should first thank their Master for teaching them well, but why did they keep thanking their Junior Brother?
"I didn't teach them anything, they exchanged for a new Sword Skill."
Du Feng was afraid that his Master would misunderstand, so he quickly explained. Because Feng Beibei and the others did use a new Sword Skill this time, so they won so easily. If his Master misunderstood that Du Feng taught them the Sword Skill from the outside world, it would be troublesome.
"No need to explain, I know!"
After all, Hong Xiuzhen was the Fourth Elder of the Feather Immortal Sect, and she was at the peak of Level Nine of the Heaven Immortal Stage Cultivation Stage. She could tell that Feng Beibei and the others used the Sword Skill of their sect, which should have been exchanged from the Celestial Secret Pavilion. These three girls were really daring. They had pooled their points together to exchange for a pretty good sword technique. Then, they verified and practiced with each other, and indeed, they improved a lot.
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