After Murong Ningyue said this, Xiao Yun immediately understood that although he launched a charge, although his momentum was strong, it also meant that his grasp of the overall situation on the field was deviated. Murong Ningyue seized this opportunity and left behind.

The reason why Murong Ningyue was so calm when facing Xiao Yun's attack was to confuse Xiao Yun and let him be fooled. More importantly, he was just a clone. Even if Xiao Yun hit Murong Ningyue, there would be no damage at all.

It seems that no matter what choice Xiao Yun makes, Murong Ningyue will be invincible in the end. Xiao Yun lost this competition!

After thinking all this, Xiao Yun's face suddenly showed a hint of frustration. As the elite of the Tibetan Sword Sect, he didn't take anyone except He Tian and Luo Shui seriously.

But today Murong Ningyue taught him a lesson. Fortunately, Xiao Yun was not the kind of petty person. When Xiao Yun knew that Murong Ningyue's strength was indeed stronger than him, he had no dissatisfaction.

"Hmph! I can't beat you this time because I'm not as good as someone else's skills. We will fight again if we have the chance in the future!"

Xiao Yun left with a harsh words, and the disciples watching the game immediately burst out with warm applause. Although Murong Ningyue and Xiao Yun's competition was not long, it was definitely a wonderful performance for these disciples.

The person who was most unhappy at this time was He Tian. Originally, He Tian had great hope for Xiao Yun. It would be better if Xiao Yun could defeat Murong Ningyue.

Even if Xiao Yun was defeated by Murong Ningyue, if he could cause damage to Murong Ningyue or consume Murong Ningyue's spiritual power greatly, He Tian could accept it.

But what just happened was what He Tian didn't want to see. Xiao Yun not only lost to Murong Ningyue, but also did not cause any consumption to Murong Ningyue.

At this time, all the disciples were calling Murong Ningyue's name. When He Tian saw this scene, a bitter and angry orange suddenly surged in his heart.

Before Murong Ningyue appeared, these glory should have belonged to him, but now all of them have been snatched away by Murong Ningyue. He Tian's eyes at Murong Ningyue became colder and colder.

The last competition was undoubtedly between Murong Ningyue and He Tian. The winner between these two will be the champion of this competition in the Zangjian Sect.

When Murong Ningyue and He Tian stood on the ring, He Tian had already hidden the previous sinister face, and the humble and polite He Tian was still manifested in front of everyone.

As the senior brother and senior sister with the strongest cultivation in the Tibetan Sword Sect, the next competition these two will have made all the disciples watching the battle full of expectations.

He Tian looked at Murong Ningyue and smiled and said, "Junior Sister Murong, you are really amazing! Please show mercy to the competition later!"

Murong Ningyue looked at He Tian’s smile and felt very hypocritical no matter how she looked at it, she said angrily: “Since you said that, I will naturally give you some face, and you won’t lose too badly then!”

The reason why He Tian said so was just out of politeness. In his opinion, Murong Ningyue would definitely follow the politeness. Everyone walked through the motions in a harmonious manner and then saw the truth during the competition.
Chapter completed!