The tournament continued.
Nie Tian carefully observed each and every match that followed. However, he didn't find anyone worthy of his attention.
"Preliminaries, group one, match sixteen. Number seventeen versus number thirty," the grey-robed cultivator announced on the arena.
"Number thirty, it's me!" Qiu Ling 'er reacted. She was not nervous at all, but excited.
Qiu Shan, on the other hand, was very nervous. "Miss Ling 'er, don't force yourself. If you can fight, then fight. If you can't, then admit defeat."
"I understand, Uncle Qiu Shan." Qiu Ling 'er nodded.
"I believe Sister Ling 'er will win," Nie Yurou said seriously, looking up at Qiu Ling' er with Xiao Guai in her arms.
"Mm." Qiu Ling 'er nodded and walked out.
"Miss Ling 'er is very strong. As long as her opponent is not a Level-Nine Origin Spirit cultivator, she can fight," Nie Tian said, looking at Qiu Ling' er's back.
Nie Tian had already sensed that Qiu Ling 'er was a Level-Three Origin Spirit cultivator, but her Origin Spirit was a sword spirit, and a very strong one at that.
Nie Tian estimated that Qiu Ling 'er's Origin Spirit talent was around Level-Five.
A sword spirit was not a strength-type Origin Spirit. The fact that Qiu Ling 'er could pass the strength test with Level-Three Origin Spirit cultivation showed that her Origin Spirit talent was not bad.
Qiu Shan nodded slightly. He was much more at ease with Nie Tian's words.
However, when Qiu Shan saw Qiu Ling 'er's opponent on the arena, his face froze.
"Qin Fen?" Qiu Shan's eyes widened.
He had not expected Qiu Ling 'er to be so unlucky that her first opponent would be Qin Fen.
Qin Fen was a Level-Nine Origin Spirit cultivator and a seeded disciple of the Newcomer King.
Qiu Ling 'er was no match for him.
"Miss Ling 'er, come down. Don't fight anymore. Just admit defeat," Qiu Shan stepped forward and shouted.
Qiu Ling 'er looked back and smiled. "Uncle Qiu Shan, it's fine. Trust me."
Qiu Ling 'er was very confident in herself. She did not seem to be afraid of Qin Fen.
Qin Fen had already seen Qiu Ling'er with Nie Tian, Jin Dabao, and the others. He already had an idea. He sneered and said, "Uncle, she is the one competing, not you. Why do you care so much?"
"Whatever I want to do, it's none of your business!" Qiu Shan panicked when he saw Qin Feng's sinister look. He suddenly jumped onto the stage and grabbed Qiu Ling 'er. "Ling' er, listen to me. We admit defeat."
"Uncle Qiu Shan, I won't give up." Qiu Ling 'er was stubborn.
"Do you want to admit defeat?" At this time, the grey-robed martial artist from Tyrant Cloud Academy spoke. He suddenly took a step forward and slightly leaned his body to the side. A vigorous force was flung out and directly knocked Qiushan off the martial arts arena.
Qiushan fell from the stage and almost fell. Fortunately, he was supported by Nie Tian.
The grey-robed martial artist stared at Qiu Shan Coldly and reprimanded, "You are not a participant, so you do not have the qualifications to step onto the stage. Since it's your first offense, I'll let you off. If you dare to step onto the stage again, don't blame me for being merciless. "
"Little brother, thank you for your mercy." Qiu Shan was not injured, so the black-robed martial artist was not ruthless.
The grey-robed martial artist said Coldly, "You must admit defeat from the stage. She has already stepped onto the stage. It's too late to admit defeat."
"Alas!" Qiu Shan could not help but sigh, knowing that there was no turning back.
Qiu Ling 'er knew that Qiu Shan was worried about her, but she was not nervous. Instead, she said confidently, "Uncle Qiu Shan, don't worry. I'll be fine. "
Jin Dabao saw the hostility in Qin Feng's eyes and said, "Qin Feng, you'd better not hurt Ling 'er, or I will not let you off."
"Really?" Qin Feng sneered with disdain. He provoked, "I'd like to know how Young Master Jin will not let me off."
"Fatty, shut up. I haven't lost yet. "Qiu Ling 'er rolled her eyes at Jin Dabao. She was unconvinced.
Jin Dabao still wanted to say something, but Nie Tian stopped him.
Nie Tian said, "Don't affect her mentality. She's confident, so she must have something to rely on. We just have to believe in her. "
In a battle between martial artists, mentality was also very important, apart from strength.
If one was afraid before the battle even started, one would definitely lose even if one was stronger than the opponent.
Nie Tian could tell that Qiu Ling 'er was a very intelligent girl. Although she was a little stubborn, she was not the type to cause trouble.
Since she dared to step onto the stage, she must have something to rely on.
"Are you done with your bullshit? I'm going to make my move. "Qin Feng smiled Coldly and was ready to attack.
Jin Dabao and Qiu Shan were worried, but there was nothing they could do. They could only take a step back and watch the stage nervously.
Because Qin Feng had stepped onto the stage, many people were watching the battle.
Qiu Ling 'er looked at Qin Feng. Her pretty face gradually turned cold, revealing a terrifying calmness.
Qin Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "Little sister, don't worry. I'm a man who has tender feelings for women. I won't kill you. I'll only destroy your Ki Meridians. "
"Hmph!" Qiu Ling 'er raised her snow-white chin stubbornly. "Do you have that ability?"
Clang! She raised her arm, and a long and thin sword appeared behind her. It was sharp and agile like a small snake.
The Spirit Snake Illusory Sword was Qiu Ling 'er's Primordial Spirit.
"Spirit Snake Emerges!" Qiu Ling 'er knew that Qin Feng was very powerful, so her first move was not a direct attack, but a probing move.
The Spirit Snake Illusory Sword drew a sword flower in the air. The blade curved a few times, and a shadow surged out.
Qin Feng stood firmly on the spot and did not move at all. His eyes were fixed on the Spirit Snake Illusory Sword behind Qiu Ling 'er.
Just as the Illusory Sword was about to hit Qin Feng, a powerful force suddenly surged out from behind him. With a slight movement, the Illusory Sword immediately shattered.
The Spirit Snake Illusory Sword seemed to be provoked and retreated abruptly.
Qin Feng was a Rank Nine Origin Spirit Cultivator, but Qiu Ling 'er was only a Rank Four Origin Spirit Cultivator. There was too much of a difference in their strength. Moreover, Qin Feng's Sky Dominating Hammer was not any weaker than the Spirit Snake Illusory Sword Illusory Sword. Therefore, Qiu Ling' er was no match for him in a head-on fight.
Nie Tian nodded lightly below the stage. He thought to himself, The advantage of the Spirit Snake Illusory Sword Illusory Sword is its agility. If Qiu Ling 'er can display this intelligence, there might be a surprise.
Of course, Nie Tian knew that no matter how agile Qiu Ling 'er was, she was no match for Qin Feng. However, if she could display her agility perfectly, she would at least be able to protect herself.
After repelling Qiu Ling 'er with a single move, Qin Feng mocked, "Little girl, is this all you've got? Then I'm going to make a move. "
"Do you think it's your turn to make a move?" Qiu Ling 'er shouted and put her palms together. She charged forward, and the Spirit Snake Illusory Sword spun in the air. Origin Power surged out from the blade and attacked Qin Feng.
"Dancing Snake Wave!" Qiu Ling 'er attacked again. She did not hold back anymore. The Spirit Snake Illusory Sword was swift and agile, and it stabbed out in the air.
As soon as the sword moved, seven sword shadows appeared and attacked Qin Feng at the same time.
"Is this all you've got?" Qin Feng smiled Coldly and attacked with the Primordial Spirit of the Sky Dominating Hammer.
Right at this moment, an unexpected event occurred.
The seven sword shadows suddenly spun in the air and turned into forty-nine shadows.
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