Even Murong De couldn't help shouting, "Fei'er, the game has already begun, what are you thinking about? You are the hope of our sect, so we can't make mistakes at the critical moment!"
Murong Fei felt deeply embarrassed and cursed in her heart. It was all that little bitch's fault!
However, she did not dare to neglect any more, and reluctantly moved her thoughts away from Li Moying and concentrated on the challenge.
Murong Fei's strength is indeed extraordinary. She usually doesn't stand out that much, just because she is overshadowed by the brilliance of Li Moying and Li Lingchuan. After having the opportunity today, she gradually showed her outstanding strength.
After concentrating, she quickly gained the upper hand.
Murong Fei's cultivation level is also at the second level of the sixth level, the same as Fang Shaoning.
Fang Shaoning was originally full of confidence and thought he could defeat her, but as time went by, he was gradually suppressed by Murong Fei.
Murong Fei's attacks became smoother and smoother, and the rays of light from her black energy flashed around her one after another.
Fang Shaoning was gradually forced into the corner of the ring by her, and was about to fall off the ring.
On the Xingyao Sect side, the cheers are getting louder and louder! Almost everyone was applauding Murong Fei!
"Senior Sister Murong, you are so amazing!"
"Yes, you are worthy of being the daughter of the sect master, so she is so strong!"
"I really underestimated Senior Sister Murong before, she is an eighth-level talent!"
"Only a warrior with such strength can be worthy of the young sect master. Although the weapon refiner has a noble status, when it comes time to fight for honor for the sect, what can she do?"
"That's right, I also think that Senior Sister Murong and the Young Sect Master are a better match!"
Just as Li Lingchuan expected before the game, as Murong Fei was about to win, many people's minds were shaken and they sided with Murong Fei again.
Huang Yueli was also paying attention to the game. She frowned slightly as she watched.
"It's strange. Although Murong Fei performed well this time and has an absolute advantage, why do I have a bad premonition?"
Li Moying said calmly: "Maybe... it's because she won too easily this time?"
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean!" Huang Yueli nodded, "Speaking of which, Sect Leader Cui has always been confident before the competition started. Now his strongest disciple has been defeated by Murong Fei was pushed to the brink of failure, but he wasn't nervous at all? It's so unreasonable!"
As she said that, she suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
Li Moying chuckled, deliberately approached her, and whispered: "Because I am the one who knows you best... and I think the same as you."
Huang Yueli felt her cheeks feel a little hot as he stared at her intently.
Li Moying felt faintly proud when he saw her fascinated look.
He suddenly said: "Look, Murong Fei is about to win..."
Only then did Huang Yueli realize that she had almost fallen into the beauty trap again. She couldn't help but glare at him and quickly looked towards the ring again.
In the arena.
Murong Fei struck out with a mysterious force from her finger. Fang Shaoning had exhausted too much energy in the previous fight and was unable to dodge. She hit her right in the chest.
Fang Shaoning was knocked out and his body hit the ground hard at the edge of the ring, just shy of falling.
(End of chapter)