When Deng Yifei defeated Chen Qingning, many outer disciples cheered.
They like to watch the weak defeat the strong, that's the only way to enjoy watching it. Some of them even fantasized that if it was themselves standing on the stage!
"continue!"
"continue!"
"continue!"
No one needed to mobilize the atmosphere, almost all the outer disciples shouted in unison.
Among them, some admired Deng Yifei and felt that they had witnessed the emergence of a Tianyunmen genius.
Those who hate Deng Yifei, are jealous of Deng Yifei, and can't get used to Deng Yifei's stinky face, also hope to see him continue to challenge, because only by continuing to challenge can he be defeated.
They hope that Dang Ming can teach Deng Yifei a good lesson, because they can't.
"Do you want to continue?" Deputy Zhang asked expectantly.
As a qualified deputy sect master, he hopes that the Tianyun Sect will emerge in large numbers and continue to grow. He hopes that one day the Tianyun Sect will become the number one sect in the Western Qin Kingdom and become one of the top forces in the entire southern region.
Dang Ming also looked at Deng Yifei, Deng Yifei was very strong, but he was not afraid.
Because his party name is stronger!
Dang Ming is very aware of Chen Qingning's strength. Chen Qingning's talent is good, and he is on par with him. However, in order to break through his innate talent as soon as possible, Chen Qingning's control over martial arts is not strong.
Especially when Chen Qingning was fighting Deng Yifei, Dang Ming could see very clearly that Chen Qingning was acting a little out of order. If Dang Ming didn't know Chen Qingning, he would have doubted whether Chen Qingning was deliberately letting go!
Dang Ming didn't have any contests for the seventeen-year-old group. He only thought that Chen Qingning had encountered a tough stubble in the contest and hadn't managed to make it up until now, which made Deng Yifei cheaper.
"continue!"
"Need a break?"
Deng Yifei said coldly: "No need, finish it soon, I want to go back and continue practicing!"
"Cultivation is certainly important, but it requires a combination of work and rest, blindly cultivating behind closed doors, and sometimes getting half the result with half the effort!" Deputy Zhang raised a little bit, then turned to ask Dang Ming, "Are you ready?"
"Master Vice Sect Master, I'm ready, and the contest can be held at any time!" Dang Ming said confidently.
"Okay, let's go to the ring!"
On the ring, the two stood still again.
The ring gradually became quiet, and all the disciples of the outer sect looked at the two top-strength senior brothers of the outer sect on the ring.
This is the last battle of the Outer Sect Grand Competition this year, and it will definitely be the most exciting one!
In previous years, there was also the leader of the 16-year-old group who challenged the leader of the 17-year-old and 18-year-old group, but the difference in strength between the two sides was slightly larger.
Dang Ming looked at the high-spirited and cold-faced Deng Yifei in front of him, and said that he was not jealous, that was a lie.
When he was sixteen years old, he only had the strength in the late stage of the True Yuan Realm, and he was eliminated in the top thirty. When he was seventeen, he had the peak strength of the True Yuan Realm, but he still stopped at the top eleven.
However, in order to show his big belly in front of the deputy sect master, he still pulled out the long knife in his hand and reminded: "Junior Brother Deng, this Shenyue knife in my hand is a top-level spiritual weapon. It can easily cut off all ordinary weapons, and never touches it when killing people." Blood, you have to be careful!"
Hearing Dang Ming's words, Deng Yifei raised his eyebrows. He pulled out the Red Blood Sword and said, "The sword in my hand is called Red Blood. I bought it in a dilapidated blacksmith's shop during my training. When I saw it for the first time, I decided that it should belong to me, Deng Yifei. I paid the boss ten gold coins, and the moment I held the hilt of the sword, it woke up! It is addicted to the blood of villains. It will be very happy if it is fed with the blood of a villain... But it is not as strong as your Shenyue Dao, it is just a middle-grade spiritual weapon, but I believe that as long as I work hard, it will one day, and will come to the world Let the world show its youth!"
Chen Hao looked at Deng Yifei in a daze, he didn't expect him to have such a rich imagination!
This kind of introduction not only highlighted the Scarlet Blood Sword, but also praised himself by the way!
As for his ability to be downgraded to a middle-grade spirit weapon, Chen Hao didn't care much about it.
As soon as Deng Yifei finished his introduction, the outer disciples in the audience began to discuss.
"A taste for the blood of villains? Is there such a spirit sword?"
"It should be. I heard that all spirit swords have spirits. Some powerful spirit swords have their own personalities and hobbies... and spirit swords with high spirituality sometimes choose their own masters!"
"Brother Dang has a big family behind him. It's not surprising that he has a spirit sword, but he didn't expect Brother Deng to also have a spirit sword, or a middle-grade spirit sword. I heard that those of our inner sect brothers and sisters who don't have a spirit sword, even if they have Most of the spirit swords are low-grade spirit swords!"
"That's because you don't have the luck of Senior Brother Deng!"
"Yes, if it's an ordinary person, if you get that sword, maybe the spirit of that sword won't wake up, or else that sword wouldn't be sold for ten gold coins!"
"I think it's probably because of Senior Brother Deng's character? Senior Brother Deng is a decent man, he likes to fight against injustices, and he once killed villains in the street and wiped out a group of bandits. When I went down the mountain, I heard about his reputation... Then A spirit sword that likes the blood of villains, maybe that's why you chose to follow Senior Brother Deng!"
"It seems reasonable for you to say that!"
"..."
Zhang Yongliang also took a look at the Scarlet Blood Sword in Deng Yifei's hand, it was indeed a mid-grade spirit sword, nothing special about it.
But since the spirit of that sword is so special, maybe after thousands of years, it can be turned into a Taoist weapon!
Of course, he just wanted to think about it. The middle-grade spirit sword is not yet in the eyes of his deputy sect master.
"Let's get started!" Dang Ming saw that a group of people in the arena were discussing Deng Yifei and the spirit sword in Deng Yifei's hand, and he didn't want to procrastinate any longer!
"good!"
The two moved at the same time and rushed towards each other.
In Deng Yifei's hand, the Scarlet Blood Sword glowed with a blinding white light.
Many disciples in the audience cheered again.
Deng Yifei's aurora artistic conception is too dazzling!
Many unprepared outer disciples felt that their eyes were going to be blown away in an instant!
However, more than half of the people were already prepared. After all, when Deng Yifei and Chen Qingning competed just now, they were beaten once!
"Senior Brother Deng's artistic conception looks so strong!"
"Why do I think it's too dazzling?"
"I like to be flirtatious like this!"
After one move, both sides had a simple judgment on each other's strength.
Dang Ming was indeed stronger than Chen Qingning, and even slightly stronger than Li Wenxuan. What he understood was the artistic conception of the earth. Deng Yifei could tell from the opponent's strength and the yellowed blade of the Shenyue Sword.
Deng Yifei hadn't fought against congenital warriors much, but the inner disciples who went to Yunhai Peak to teach every month would still tell them about the colors and characteristics of some common artistic conceptions.
However, what Dang Ming comprehended was only the artistic conception of the soil at the entry level.
Dang Ming looked at Deng Yifei with a serious expression on his face.
He seemed to understand why Chen Qingning failed to show his full strength in the martial arts competition with Deng Yifei just now, it seemed that he was letting water go!
(end of this chapter)