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As Wen Fengxu thought, after Leng Xiuze's cultivation was exposed, no one would dare to take the stage easily.

She set her sights on the seats in the Temple of Light from a distance.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Temple of Light to miss this piece of the pie, but so far, she has not met His Royal Highness the Holy Son, Shen Xing, who is most likely to fight.

It is said that Shen Xing is the most talented saint son in the Temple of Light for hundreds of years. His cultivation is powerful, but his exact rank is unknown.

Wen Fengxu can probably guess it.

If Shen Xing appears, there is a high probability that his cultivation level will not be at least lower than that of the Spirit Emperor. After all, the temple will not engage in loss-making business, so there is no need to appear in vain to show Leng Xiuze a gimmick.

…

After the intermission, someone finally came to the Temple of Light.

As expected, it was Shen Xing who looked like he was about to arrive. He had an upright posture and looked a bit dusty.

Everyone is not surprised. Shen Xing is recognized as very powerful. It is normal for him to compete on stage.

Both of them are the ones who don't like to talk. Shen Xing is taciturn from the inside out, while Leng Xiu is obviously too lazy to talk to anyone.

After the referee announced the start, the two of them bowed politely to each other, and then... the fight started!

"Fuck, you scared me!"

"Can these two people make some noise? They suddenly started fighting, which made me very busy and made me look stupid!"

However, this time the competition was fierce and exciting. Between the two of them, Shen Xing looked gentle, while Leng Xiu looked unassuming...

Unexpectedly, although they were polite when not fighting, once a fight broke out, both of them were violently cheating.

Shen Xing's strength is not low, and the strength he revealed at the beginning was that of a junior spirit emperor. Although everyone was amazed, they were not that unacceptable after all. After all, three consecutive spirit emperors had already made them numb.

Leng Xiu dodged the move without chanting any spells. He waved his hand and fired countless tiny flame arrows towards Shen Xing.

Shen Xing, like Luo Jia He, is a light-attributed spiritual practitioner, and their strength is quite different. Leng Xiu has gained some experience in fighting Luo Jia He and can handle it with ease.

Shen Xing and him were equally powerful, and their spiritual powers collided fiercely, and both seemed to have faint signs of breaking through to the first level.

The people around him learned their lesson and stood a little further away.

Looking up, Chu Zhen looked at the Pope in a gold-rimmed white robe with a flattering look, "The temple is really full of talents, and the Holy Son's cultivation is really eye-opening. I believe that the leader of this Ten Thousand Laws Conference must be from the temple."

What’s in the bag.”

The Pope glanced at him and chuckled.

The expressions on the faces of the other big families were not so good-looking, and they had a bit of contempt for Chu Zhen.

Although the six major families are independent from the world, they are in the same vein as the four major empires in the region. He is so impatient to join the Temple of Light that it is natural for people to despise him.

However, it is not difficult to understand that the Chu family is the weakest among the six major families. Moreover, they are both aristocratic families in the southern continent, and the Tianlin Empire is obviously more optimistic about the Leng family.

Now that Leng Xiu is shining again, Chu Zhen sees that his family has no way out in the Southern Continent, so he will naturally speculate.

"I'm going to use the Divine Sword of Light. The Holy Son's spiritual power will transform into a real entity. I'm afraid Leng Xiu will have nothing to do, right?"

"It's too early for you to say this. Do you want to see for yourself?"

On the stage, almost from the moment Shen Xing transformed, Leng Xiuze began to form seals with his hands, and a flaming sword rose from the ground!

The roaring sound of flames made everyone feel the heat permeating the whole place. When everyone was surprised, the two men had already exchanged sword moves.

"Keng——!"

The two giant swords met in the void, as hard as real swords, and the spiritual power of both sides soared.

Slowly, the spirit swords began to appear!

Once one of the parties is cut off, the winner will be divided!
Chapter completed!