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In the direction of the Golden Dragon Sect's banquet, a yellow-clothed youth in his twenties jumped into the arena.    

He cupped his fists and greeted everyone present.    

"Seniors and fellow martial artists, Meng Xing of the Golden Dragon Sect, show us your petty tricks. If there is anything that you don't like, please forgive us. "    

As he spoke, Meng Xing drew his sword out of its sheath. He held the sword in his right hand and began to dance with it!    

His figure was nimble, but his sword technique was unusually sharp. The surrounding space seemed to be filled with countless sharp metal Yuan Qi in an instant!    

Especially the white sword in his hand. At this moment, it was enveloped by a sharp golden light!    

Vaguely, one could hear the sound of sword qi s cutting through the air!    

Clearly, Meng Xing's attainments in sword arts had reached a level of perfection!    

"Good!"    

"Good!"    

Below the stage, the disciples from the six sects clapped and cheered!    

For a moment, thunderous applause filled the air!    

However, on the Thunder Dragon Sect's side, not a single disciple was clapping.    

What a joke!    

Tang Baiguang, who was sitting at the front seat, had a gloomy expression. Who would dare to clap?    

Soon, a disciple from the Thunder Dragon Sect could no longer sit still. He jumped onto the stage and said.    

"Brother Meng Xing, you have good skills. I happen to have some experience in sword techniques as well. Please give me some pointers, Brother Meng Xing!"    

After that disciple finished speaking, without waiting for Meng Xing's reaction, he drew his sword out of its scabbard. The thunder power flickered and covered the blade of the sword. Then, he also began to dance in the arena!    

His movements were like a rabbit escaping from a rabbit, and his movements were as swift as a dragon!    

Thunder and lightning exploded in the air!    

The next moment, the disciple's long sword slashed towards Meng Xing's long sword!    

Meng Xing was fearless as he welcomed the sword!    

It was obvious that although the two disciples seemed to be in harmony, there was a hidden sharpness hidden within!    

The two swords clashed, and a crisp "Kacha" sound was heard!    

The white long sword that was wrapped in sharp metal Yuan Qi was actually cut in half by the sword that was covered by the thunder power of the Thunder Dragon Sect disciples!    

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, Brother Meng Xing. I wanted to dance with Brother Meng Xing, but I didn't expect that my long sword would break Brother Meng Xing's long sword. I'm really sorry!"    

The disciple of the Thunder Dragon Sect laughed!    

Meng Xing's face turned ashen. He snorted coldly and quickly turned around to leave the stage!    

The disciples of Thunder Dragon Sect on the stage had proud expressions on their faces. The disciple of Thunder Dragon Sect who had performed a meritorious deed thought of something and immediately turned his head towards Tang Baiguang with anticipation. He wanted to claim the credit for himself.    

However, when he saw Tang Baiguang's gloomy face, the disciple's desire to claim the credit vanished without a trace.    

This was only the beginning of the competition. The competition between the core disciples of both sides was a competition between the lower ranked disciples. It didn't matter much to the higher ups of the various sects if they won or lost.    

"Hiss, the smell of gunpowder is really strong. "    

Pu Ze took a deep breath, then turned to Su Ba and said in a low voice.    

"Junior Brother Su, do you want to go on stage and show off your skills now? If you want to go on stage, you have to hurry. After all, those who are going on stage now are all core disciples at the lower levels.    

I estimate that they will soon become middle level, high level, or even top level core disciples. Finally, it will be the Elite Disciple!    

When that time comes, you won't even have the chance to go up. "    

In Pu Ze's opinion, Su Ba was the youngest among the people present, and he was the lowest cultivation. Taking advantage of the opportunity to show off and defeat his sect's disciples was also something to be proud of.    

Su Ba smiled faintly, "There's no rush. "    

There were already people from the Wind Dragon Sect who had their eyes on him a long time ago. Even if he didn't want to, There would be people who would immediately call him.    

And once this sparring competition started, it didn't stop.    

After the two disciples in the first round went down the stage, another person quickly went up the stage.    

Basically, the current contest was still in the sparring of various techniques, and had not been in a head-on clash!