Bai Mufeng and other students laughed enough before continuing: "I will talk about the rules of the competition directly. After our evaluation, we selected the first senior student. As long as we can support this person's hands and unbeaten, the challenge will be successful."

As soon as Bai Mufeng finished speaking, everyone looked at Ye Feng behind Bai Mufeng. Ye Feng was recognized as the first senior in Li Ruo Academy. He has reached the third stage of Lingzun and is simply the idol of all students.

Murong Ningyue also said that his eyes were on Ye Feng, as if he felt Murong Ningyue's gaze. Ye Feng also looked at Murong Ningyue, but his face was filled with a laughing and crying expression, as if he had something to say.

Murong Ningyue didn't care. At this moment, she was very confident. She was the second rank of Lingzun, and Ye Feng was only one rank higher than him. Not to mention that she was unbeaten by all the support, it was not impossible to win Ye Feng. The students seemed to have thought of this, and they all were full of confidence in Murong Ningyue and cheered for her.

Murong Ningyue slowly walked onto the ring, but to her surprise, the opponent walking across the street was not Ye Feng as everyone imagined, but someone else!

"It's you?" Murong Ningyue looked at the man opposite with a surprised look on her face.

"Didn't you expect? I said I'd like to get back the shame you gave me thousands of times. Today I will make you lose all your face in front of the entire college!" The man opposite looked gritting his teeth.

Murong Ningyue smiled sarcastically, with disdain and mocking in her eyes: "Just you? Last time I could cut off your fingers, this time I could take your life! But I really admire you. You are really more tenacious than Xiaoqiang!"

The person opposite was Shangguan Feiyun, who had his finger cut off by Murong Ningyue in the Bingfeng Valley. For some reason, her broken finger had been continued intact at this time. It seemed that her cultivation had made great progress, otherwise she would not have been selected as the first person in the senior year and stood opposite Murong Ningyue.

"Go to die!" Shangguan Feiyun stopped talking, and the long-accumulated hatred was finally released at this time, and a green ball of spiritual power attacked Murong Ningyue.

A trace of shock flashed in Murong Ningyue's eyes. It turned out to be in the middle stage of the Spirit Lord. It seemed that he had at least the cultivation level of the Spirit Lord's fourth or fifth stage. No wonder he could become the first person in the senior grade. This kind of cultivation is worthy of his reputation. However, last time she was in Bingfeng Valley, she was only at the peak of the Spirit Master. How could she become the Spirit Lord in such a short time and jump to the cultivation level of the Spirit Lord's fourth or fifth stage? There must be something strange about it!

Murong Ningyue was puzzled, but she didn't dare to relax her hands. Facing the sudden spiritual power ball, she chose to dodge, and at the same time had already thought of countless kinds of tricks. But to Murong Ningyue's surprise, this spiritual power ball was like a dead object, without any spirituality. After bombarding, it was easily avoided by Murong Ningyue.

Murong Ningyue couldn't help frowning. According to common sense, the attacks of cultivators are flexible and varied. The higher the level of cultivation, the more diverse the attacks are. However, Shangguan Feiyun is clearly in the middle stage of Lingzun, so why is her moves still so rigid?
Chapter completed!