On the field, Feng Siyue fought back all the attacks, and then everyone discovered that this oil-paper umbrella was not only a defensive weapon as everyone thought, but also an offensive weapon!
She actually pulled out a sleeve arrow from the umbrella handle, and with a few nimble movements of her fingers, the sleeve arrow was put on her hand.
She held the umbrella in one hand to defend against the attack, and fired a hidden arrow with the other hand, and her accuracy was amazing!
Each short arrow hit the opposing disciple's knees, and in just a moment, a large group of people were kneeling on the ground!
Everyone discovered that these kneeling disciples were all the ones who had just attacked Feng Siyue.
Those disciples who did not take action were all intact! .
"Next, it's your turn."
Feng Siyue curled the corner of her mouth and looked at the five people from Qibao Pavilion who she had deliberately left behind. She shot a series of sleeve arrows, hitting all five people's knees at tricky angles.
Several people fell to the ground and knelt down in her direction!
“Look, isn’t he kneeling down?” Feng Siyue’s sleeve arrow and oil-paper umbrella are both sixth-rank magic weapons.
The short arrows pierced the disciples' knees and hit their meridians. They couldn't move at all and could only kneel in front of her, with a look of humiliation on their faces.
Feng Siyue slowly walked in front of the disciples of Qibao Pavilion. Her soft footsteps seemed to hit their hearts, and the expressions of the five people gradually became frightened.
"What are you going to do! We give up! We give up!"
Disciple Zhou said loudly.
Once they surrender, they will not be able to take any more action. They are afraid that Feng Siyue will deliberately torture them.
"The game is over! No further fighting allowed!" the old host shouted.
Feng Siyue laughed, then stepped on disciple Zhou's broken sword.
"If I see this kind of lousy plagiarist again, I will destroy him. Go back and tell your senior brother that copying someone else's ideas is not a genius move. It's just copying someone else's ideas!"
When the Seven Treasures Pavilion disciples saw that the host had announced the end of the competition and Feng Siyue could no longer fight, they instantly gained confidence and shouted angrily, "How dare you! Our senior brother is a genius in the weapon refining world. He is only in his thirties and is already a sixth-rank weapon refiner. Can you compete with him? If you didn't have the magic weapon of the Chiyang Sect, do you think you can win? Ridiculous!"
"That's right! You don't even dare to show your face, you must be extremely ugly. How can a coward like you compare with our senior brother!"
Feng Siyue was not affected at all. These people were too naive to provoke her.
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Besides, the magic weapon she took out was made by herself, so the Broken Army Sword of Zhai Yi, the eldest brother of Qibao Pavilion, was severely suppressed.
She said lazily, "Your eldest brother is just the son of a traitor of my Chiyang Divine Sect. He stole the sect's blueprints to develop the Seven Treasures Pavilion. How can such a disgraceful sect be compared with me? And you few defeated generals have no right to shout in front of me."
After that, she strode off the court and said without looking back, "It's time for the East Court next. I have to finish the game early. I have to go home and eat the meal my son made."
She looked relaxed and carefree, as if she was not here to compete but just to go through the motions.
No one expected that she would win both games and make the Five Poison Sect and Seven Treasures Pavilion lose so badly.
Especially in this match, it can be said to be a complete massacre. Although her oil-paper umbrella is a sixth-level magic weapon like the Broken Army Sword, it feels that the level is a little higher than the Broken Army Sword. It completely restrains all magic weapons of the same level. It is simply a crushing victory!
However, no one had ever heard of this oil-paper umbrella before, and no one knew who in the Chiyang Divine Sect had made it.
No one thought that this was a magic weapon made by Feng Siyue herself. Although she inherited the tradition of the Chiyang Divine Sect, she was too young. Judging from her bone age, she was only in her early twenties. How could she be a powerful person
She was able to win these two games thanks to the treasures left behind by the two sects.
Otherwise, can she win
Everyone thought so. After two games, she still hadn't revealed any of her cultivation, which meant that her cultivation must not be high and she could only rely on magic weapons.
The two little ones in the audience looked at the people on the stage with dissatisfaction. Do they look so easy to bully
So, Little Candy closed her eyes, and soon, a buzzing sound came from not far away.
Then, the two little ones held hands and went to watch their mother's next game.
Shortly after they turned around, screams were heard from the field over there.
The people outside the stadium were stunned. Where did the bees come from? And they were only in their group...
Until those people's faces turned into pig heads and the swarm of bees disappeared in an instant. If there were no people rolling on the ground, they would have thought they were dazzled!
Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment. All of them were protected by spiritual power, but that group of bees could sting them so easily. This could only mean that those bees were spiritual creatures!
Lu Chen suddenly exclaimed: "This is the spirit bee from Xuefeng Mountain!"
Spirit bees on Xuefeng Mountain? Oh my god, how could they suddenly appear here? Aren’t they inseparable from Xuefeng Mountain
Emperor Xuanshang looked at the two little ones who had just left and fell into deep thought!
On the other side, Feng Wanqing had already arrived at the East Arena in advance. She noticed that the mysterious boss of Wandao Chamber of Commerce and Lu Chendi Xuanshang from the First Medical Clinic had also come to watch the competition. She must perform better this time and make them both look at her differently.
It also lets them know that the Hanyue they admire is not even as good as one of their fingers!
"Senior Sister Wanqing is here! Great! Hanyue is too arrogant! Let Senior Sister Xuewei teach her a lesson!"
"Senior Sister Xuewei is so cool today! So charming! I want to see her kill everyone!"
Feng Wanqing took off her outer clothes, revealing a red combat suit underneath. Her hair was tied up high, and the tassels were faintly visible around her fair waist, making her look neat and sexy.
She has a bright appearance and has put on exquisite makeup today. The red dress makes her look even more eye-catching, making people reluctant to look away.
Among the many female disciples, she is indeed considered beautiful and attractive.
Feng Wanqing was also very confident about her looks. She had never seen anyone who was prettier than her, except Feng Siyue, who made her feel ashamed.
However, Feng Siyue's face had been scratched by her, and he died in the cold Valley of Broken Souls with an ugly face. I'm afraid he doesn't even have a soul now!
Feng Wanqing curled the corners of her mouth and generously allowed everyone to cast all kinds of admiring glances at her, exuding her charm.
"Junior sister Wanqing, that Hanyue is insidious and ruthless, you must not fall for her tricks! Senior sister's hand has not healed yet, you must learn from the lesson and let her see how powerful your Hanhai Academy is!"
At this time, Liu Qingqing, the daughter of Liu Changan from the Five Poison Sect, spoke loudly to Feng Wanqing in the crowd.