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Chapter 828

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"Play another round? Tower Master Qian, aren't you afraid that your precious daughter will get hurt? "Mo Shanshi squinted his eyes and his gaze turned cold.

He did have the intention to form an alliance with Ling Yun Tower, but that didn't mean that he would give up such an important opportunity. Moreover, Qian Yu's attitude clearly showed that she was treating Fu Xi Valley like a bunch of fools. How could he tolerate that?

"It's alright, I believe that Valley Master Mo knows what he's doing." Qian Yu shook her head and closed her eyes slowly without saying anything else.

"Knowing what he's doing?" Mo Shanshi clenched his fists. He didn't know what Qian Yu meant by knowing what he was doing, but he knew that Fu Xi Valley would be eliminated in the first round if they continued with this "knowing what he's doing".

After a moment of silence, Mo Shanshi opened his eyes abruptly and a bright radiance flashed across his eyes. Then, he said, "Qing Feng, remember, don't kill anyone!"

"Yes, Master!" As soon as Mo Shanshi's voice fell, a young man wearing dark grey clothes with all sorts of symbols imprinted on it quickly walked out from behind the elders.

He was a cold-looking and ferocious-looking young man. There was a scar on his forehead and his robe was bulged up by his strong muscles, making him look extremely well-built.

"Qing Feng? This name sounds … so familiar! Don't tell me he's that Qing Feng from the War Pinnacle Empire? "

"I think so. I heard that Qing Feng was known as the number one genius in the War Pinnacle Empire. However, he disappeared after entering Fu Xi Valley four years ago."

"Fu Xi Valley is making a mountain out of a molehill. Although they lost one round, why did they summon Qing Feng to deal with a young lady in the Heavenly Reflection State? "

"Perhaps they want to end the battle quickly!"

The surrounding disciples discussed softly when they saw Qing Feng walking out of Fu Xi Valley. At the same time, they started to worry about Ping Yang.

After all, people would subconsciously sympathize with the weak, and the current Ping Yang belonged to the ranks of the weak in the hearts of the sect disciples.

"Fu Xi Valley's disciple, Qing Feng, 26 years old. Peak of the Rebirth State. A year ago, he fought with a Saint State expert, Gang Xin, and did not lose after 300 moves!" After Qing Feng stood out, he glanced at the disciples who were discussing around him and said coldly.

"This … they actually sent someone comparable to the Saint Realm!"

"This is too much!"

"Fu Xi Valley is shameless!"

The surrounding disciples were originally sympathetic towards Ping Yang, and after hearing Qing Feng's introduction, they were all excited.

"Comparable to the Sage Realm … If you're so powerful, shouldn't you let me have ten moves first?" Ping Yang was also horrified when she heard this.

"This is a Martial Competition that concerns the reputation of the sect. How can we give in?" Qing Feng seemed to have guessed that Ping Yang would say this and replied without any trace of politeness.

"Then … how about letting me make the first move?" Ping Yang seemed a little unwilling.

"Whether you can do it or not will depend on your ability!"

"Don't tell me you're going to defeat me in the first move?"

"This is how battles work. If you're afraid, you can admit defeat. I won't make things difficult for you, and Ling Yun Tower can also send another powerful opponent."

"But I still want to play?"

"Then don't blame me!" Qing Feng nodded, then looked at the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple who was in charge of hosting and said, "Please announce the start of the competition!"

"Mm." The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple nodded, then looked at Ping Yang and said, "Junior Ping Yang, the competition is about to start, are you ready?"

"No." Ping Yang shook her head without hesitation.

"…"

"…"

The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple who was in charge of hosting, Qing Feng, and the surrounding disciples were all speechless when they heard this answer.

Not ready?

You've already fought once, and you're still saying that you're not ready?

"Then how long do you need to prepare, Junior Ping Yang?" The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple coughed lightly, then asked Ping Yang patiently.

"If he's willing to let me have eight or ten moves, I'm ready." Ping Yang pouted her small pink lips, revealing an innocent and bright smile.

"I can't make that decision …" The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple was in a difficult position.

"You've already called me Junior Sister, are you still not willing to help me?" Ping Yang blinked her clear eyes, looking a little sad.

"I call you Junior Sister because I know that you're as close as sisters with Senior Chi. That's why I call you Junior Sister. There's no other meaning."

"All the more reason for you to help me."

"But I can't … If he doesn't agree, how can I force him?"

"Why can't you force him?"

"…" The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple was speechless again, because he really didn't know how to reply. If he said it too harshly, people would say that he was too fierce and rude, but if he said it too softly, Ping Yang didn't seem to understand.

What should he do?

The Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple was in a difficult position, so he could only look at Mu Qingfeng.

"Let's begin." Mu Qingfeng felt a little helpless at this moment, but he couldn't just let Ping Yang do whatever she wanted. After all, there were so many people waiting.

"Alright, the second match between Fu Xi Valley and Ling Yun Tower, Qing Feng versus Ping Yang. Let's begin!" After hearing Mu Qingfeng's words, the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciple quickly heaved a sigh of relief and announced without waiting for any explanation.

"Sigh … I'm not ready yet, how can you …"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness!"

Before Ping Yang could finish her sentence, Qing Feng had already moved. He moved like lightning, wielding a long sword that looked like a hook and slashed down from the sky.

It was a ray of purple light that descended from the sky.

When the purple light shone, the surrounding air seemed to have frozen, as if the entire world was filled with that ray of purple light. Everyone's gaze was completely attracted by that ray of purple light.

"When the sun rises, there's purple air coming from the east. Good artistic conception, good swordsmanship!" Mu Qingfeng couldn't help but praise the ray of purple light when he saw it descending from the sky.

At this moment, a golden light shone from the purple light. It was a golden light that rose from the bottom to the top. It didn't have the artistic conception of the purple light, but it was filled with a monstrous and ferocious aura.

It was a spear named Blazing Qilin!

"Eh? Ping Yang didn't dodge! "

"Oh no, Your Highness, dodge!"

"That's Qing Feng's Purple Air Silver Hook!"

The surrounding disciples were obviously shocked when they saw that the Blazing Qilin Spear faced the attack head-on, and they immediately shouted loudly.

Qing Feng was also evidently stunned at this moment.

However, he was only stunned for a moment because the moment the golden radiance came into contact with the silver hook in his hand, a terrifying, almost exaggerated, and powerful force attacked him.

Blazing Qilin Spear!

Among the ten greatest treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty, it was known as the spear with the strongest offensive power!

Coupled with the powerful strength of a Ping Yang Saint, Qing Feng really didn't even have time to react before he was sent flying by a powerful and ferocious force.

Pfft! A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from Qing Feng's mouth. His originally ferocious face had turned red at this moment. That was because the energy that had rushed into his body had caused him to feel as though his entire body was being burned by raging flames from the inside out.

"I already said that I'm not ready yet, yet you rushed over. Aren't you bullying me?" A crisp voice was heard at this moment.

Then, a fiery-red figure rushed into the sky. The bright red Flower Armor was extremely bright under the sunlight. Coupled with the burning flames on her body, she looked like a fairy that was bathed in flames.

Buzz! A tremor was heard.

The red light that shot into the sky dyed the sky red. It was a redness that was comparable to the setting sun. It shone from Ping Yang's body and pierced through the sky.

At the same time, a bright red symbol lit up on her forehead. It was extremely complicated, and it showed that she was a Saint.

"What?! You … "Qing Feng, who was thrown into the air, let out a sound of disbelief when he saw this scene.

He wanted to say something, but a scarlet Blazing Qilin Spear had already pierced through him. It came down from the top like a bolt of lightning.

"Pu Ci!"

A bloody hole appeared on Qing Feng's arm that was holding the Silver Hook Sword. Blood splattered everywhere, and he could no longer hold on to the Silver Hook Sword.

However, it didn't seem to be over yet. The moment the Silver Hook Sword left his hand, he saw a foot. It was a foot that landed on his face.

"Boom!" Under the strong impact, Qing Feng's body fell onto the ground without any resistance. His face turned from red to pale, and although his eyes were still open, they were so wide that they looked like they were filled with blood.

He wanted to stand up, but a golden radiance had already arrived in front of him. It quietly stopped at his throat, and the ferocious aura made him unable to move at all.

"I heard that you fought 300 rounds with a Saint a year ago, and you didn't lose?" Ping Yang looked at Qing Feng with her clear eyes, and her lips curled up slightly.

"…" Qing Feng's lips moved. He wanted to say yes, but for some reason, he couldn't say a word.

"Hahaha, you don't have to say anything. I know that you lost, and you don't have to blame yourself too much. That's because it's not embarrassing to lose to me. Hahaha … I won again. I won two rounds consecutively, and I'm even better than Yan Xiu!" Ping Yang didn't wait for Qing Feng to speak. Her unbridled laughter was heard, and it echoed in the sky above the Heaven Zen Mountain.

Meanwhile, Qian Yu opened her eyes at this moment. She looked at Ping Yang, who was standing not far away with a bright smile on her face, and a heartfelt smile appeared on her face.

As for the surrounding disciples, Fu Xi Valley, Yin Yang Hall, and even Mu Qingfeng and the Heaven Dao Pavilion disciples, they were all completely dumbfounded.

"She won?!"

"Ping Yang actually won?"

"How did she win? How did this happen?! "

No one could figure it out, because it was impossible. How could she win like this? Could it be that Qing Feng didn't have an overwhelming advantage?

Unless …

Instantly, a thought flashed across everyone's mind.

However, when this thought flashed through their minds, everyone's expression changed completely. It was a genuine shock and disbelief that came from the bottom of their hearts.

"Sage State!"

"Ping Yang is in the Sage State!"

"16 years old … A 16-year-old in the Sage State?!"

No one was willing to believe this, but it seemed like this was the only reason that could explain the scene where Ping Yang sent Qing Feng flying with a single strike.

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Sunlight shone down from the sky and shone on Ping Yang's body. A faint red glow flowed on her Hundred Flower Armour, and her waterfall-like long hair swayed gently in the wind.

On Ping Yang's forehead, there was a bright red symbol that shone with a dazzling brilliance.

"Sage State, she's really in the Sage State!"

"Ping Yang is in the Sage State!"

Before this, everyone would only say that Ping Yang was cute and pretty. However, when they saw the symbol on Ping Yang's forehead that represented the Sage State, they felt their legs turn to jelly.

Sage State!

A 16-year-old in the Sage State!

If the eighteen year old Yan Xiu had already caused them to feel a strong sense of defeat, then when the sixteen year old Ping Yang appeared in front of them, they no longer knew what words to use to describe it.

"Father, Ping Yang …" Prince Xian Lin Yun's eyes widened. Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still could not believe it. Because, half a year ago, Ping Yang was really in the Heavenly Reflection State.

"Yes, Ping Yang has entered the Sage State!" Lin Mubai nodded.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations!"

"Congratulations, Your Highness, for breaking through to the Sage State!"

The generals and courtiers of the Great Xia Dynasty all knelt down at this moment and shouted towards Emperor Lin Mubai and Ping Yang who was standing not far away.

"Hahaha, get up! Half a year ago, I was in the Heavenly Reflection State, but now I am in the Sage State. How is it, aren't you surprised? Isn't it exciting? Hahaha … "Ping Yang laughed happily without the slightest hesitation. She had been waiting for this day for far too long.

"…"

"…"

Arrogant, wanton, arrogant. These were the words that appeared in everyone's mind when they heard Ping Yang's words. However, they could not deny that Ping Yang did indeed have the qualifications to be arrogant, wanton, and arrogant.

Of course, it would be better if she could keep a low profile.

It was a pity that …

Ping Yang was Ping Yang. When she stood at the top of the world with the Blazing Qilin Spear in her hand, how could she not be arrogant?

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