C18 Summer rain

"Arrogant." Without a word, Wang Nan decisively made his move. Although Lei Dong's body was much more robust than hers, with his strength displayed, Wang Nan decided to teach this arrogant man a lesson and let him rein in his arrogance.

The slim looking fist contained an explosive power. This girl actually used her body to resist against Lei Dong. The sound of her fist hitting flesh made the surrounding spectators' teeth ache. Just what kind of cultivation technique did this girl cultivate to be so violent? He wondered what would happen if he was hit by that kind of power.

Lin Ye sighed. The ladies of Miao Feng were truly special. This girl was Xia Yu's close friend. Why did Lin Ye feel that it was a bit strange? Could Xiao Yu, that little girl, have been led astray by her?

Thinking about that, Lin Ye couldn't help but turn to look at the slim and graceful figure in the crowd. She was very quiet, like an immortal that didn't eat the flames of the mortal world. She then shifted her gaze to the girl fighting Lei Dong on the stage, causing Lin Ye to feel that Xia Yu was actually quite gentle and calm.

He wondered what Wang Nan would think if he heard this.

Wang Nan's figure was like a ghost. Lin Ye could tell that she was much stronger than Lei Dong, and most of the time, he would be able to calmly take on the attacks of a songstress without feeling the slightest bit of panic, and that alone was enough to gain the upper hand.

"Big man, you can't lose to a little girl." There were people jeering from below the arena. These discordant voices might affect the performance of the opponents on the stage. These people were truly eager to stir up trouble.

Lei Dong was like a humanoid machine as he charged towards Wang Nan. Wang Nan did not even try to dodge, his tiny shoulders actually directly clashed with Wang Nan's. This was too shocking, but luckily, no sound of bones breaking could be heard.

"Hmph, I didn't know that you, Miao Feng, had such a tyrannical cultivation method. Today, I have truly gained experience."

Lei Dong stopped in his tracks. He spoke with a hint of surprise on his face and pride on his face, "Do you really need to say that? Don't think that you guys are the only one in the world who can use such a tyrannical technique. I'm telling you, we girls can do the same."

Wang Nan was clearly looking down on Lei Dong, he couldn't stop holding her in contempt even after such a long time. Thinking about it made her a bit angry, but in truth, she wasn't trying to hide her strength from Lei Dong just because of the difference in their bodies. She wanted to destroy Lei Dong's sanity and defeat him with a single blow.

"Don't try to talk me down." "Today I will let you understand that when it comes to the body of a woman, she is far from being as strong as a man. Even if you are stronger than me, you will still end up the same. You will never change!"

Lin Ye could feel that there were subtle fluctuations coming from his body. These fluctuations were extremely obscure, but they were extremely irritable. Lin Ye was secretly shocked, just what kind of cultivation technique did Lei Dong train in? Why did he have such a feeling? However, Wang Nan did not have the slightest bit of comprehension as he continued to use his words to provoke her, "Bullsh * t, don't just talk nonsense, come and knock me down."

Laughter erupted from below the stage. Wang Nan's expression could no longer be considered cute. The feeling of being cute had attracted a lot of men's desire to protect her. After all, Miao Feng was the most special existence of the Cosmic Path.

Boom!" Lei Dong's body blurred for a second before appearing right in front of Wang Nan. "Thunderbolt Annihilation!" These three short words caused huge waves. What kind of cultivation technique was this?

The group erupted in a tsunami of cheers, and then the world went quiet. Before the silence was a terrifying crash of Google.

Everyone's expressions changed as they quickly observed the results of the match. Lei Dong was the only one left on the stage, he was still maintaining his fist movement, and what was even more horrifying was that his fist was actually covered in a large amount of blood. What exactly happened?

The audience broke into a commotion, Lin Ye had been silent, he had seen Lei Dong's earlier action, Lei Dong's punch was very ruthless, it directly shattered Wang Nan's breastbone, the blood was coming out of Wang Nan's mouth, it might have been a fatal blow, and even if Wang Nan did not die, he would have been severely injured.

"Xuan Feng Lei Dongsheng."

After the disdainful outcome was revealed, someone finally scolded her in a slow manner, "That new disciple of the Xuan Feng Sect is really not a good person. He actually dared to act so viciously towards junior sister Miao Feng. I will definitely teach him a lesson the next time I see him."

Many people agreed with this. Lei Dong had angered the masses, and Lin Ye did not know what to say. What he did was useless, everything was up to Lei Dong, and that was true. The disciples of Miao Feng had a very special position in the Cosmic Charm, and under normal circumstances, no one would be willing to offend them, but Lei Dong was the only exception.

However, he was not wrong, it was inevitable that someone would be injured in the martial arts competition. If one was afraid of being injured, they would not have to participate, but to participate, one had to be aware. Before he left, his gaze had once again landed on Miao Feng's seat. There, he could see the figure that he was the most infatuated with, but unfortunately, that figure was still as ethereal as before. There were no ripples at all, nothing out of the ordinary.

This somewhat absurd battle came to an end, and the next match would be the next one. The disciples had withdrawn their previous mood and continued to watch the competition, but they all remembered a sturdy figure called Lei Dong in their hearts.

They were all at the great circle of the Foundation Establishment stage, but they were not as famous as Xia Yu and Dugu Liangfeng. Perhaps, their battle examples were not glorious enough, but their strength was not inferior at all, especially a new disciple from Qian Feng. He had taken care of a disciple at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage with one move, which caused many people to glance at him.

The overall level of this year's competition was much higher than last year's, especially the dark horses. It made the surrounding disciples lament that the heavens were unfair. How could Xiao Miaomiao possess such abnormal aptitudes at such an age? This made them, who were only at the Core Formation stage, unable to endure. In the world of cultivation, speaking with strength was useless no matter how old they were.

He stared at the Martial Stage, silently counting the matches. The next one would be Xia Yu stepping up the stage, and as to what level Xia Yu had reached, Lin Ye was filled with anticipation.

"Dong Feng Ao Lie wins."

Perhaps everyone was looking forward to Xia Yu's performance. Xia Yu, Qiao Lian, and Lian Yi went up onto the stage, immediately attracting the calls of the disciples below. Looking at the looks of admiration on their faces, Lin Ye sighed.

Her opponent was a dark skinned youngster named Teng Yuexi. He sized up Xia Yu and said, "That's right, Great Perfection. You have such high popularity. I have to tell you, you are not my opponent, because I am also a Great Perfection cultivator."

As he spoke, a strange smile appeared on his face, as if he didn't put Xia Yu in his eyes at all. Xia Yu smiled back at him, her expression the same as before, unaffected by his words. "Senior Brother, don't say too much. Let's attack."

Xia Yu's temperament had completely changed in Lin Ye's heart. How exactly did she change? Lin Ye was very curious, but he had no way of knowing.

Teng Qingshan grinned and suddenly made his move. He grabbed the air and shot a palm towards Xia Yu's head. The faces of the disciples in the audience changed. This guy was even more ruthless than Lei Dong. His actions were really outrageous. Xia Yu did not dodge, and the black light that she rejected coming into contact with instantly disintegrated.

This move was very impressive. It could be seen that Xia Yu's spiritual energy had already reached a fairly abundant level. Teng Yue seemed to have already expected this. The smile on his face didn't diminish as he waved his hand and a silver light shot towards Xia Yu. Everyone was shocked as they shouted, "It's a spiritual weapon!"

Lin Ye's eyes were huge as he could see that the stream of light was a Spirit Treasure flying sword. He could not tell its rank, but he knew that once he was hit, the consequences would be dire.

Xia Yu did not panic. In the face of a Spirit Treasure's surprise attack, her body lightly retreated, creating a series of illusions that made her look even more dreamlike and beautiful. The distance between them had not changed at all. Xia Yu's body was constantly changing directions, her Spirit Treasure's flying sword was also changing directions, the light from the Spirit Treasure's tail would frequently stay around Xia Yu's body, and with Xia Yu's strange movement technique, for a moment, the entire Martial Stage only had a hazy image, making it hard for many people to distinguish which one was real and which was fake!

The shadows did not disappear, they just stood there as if they were real. Xia Yu controlled Han Ying and began to move towards Teng Yue's location, and the number of magnificent images gradually increased. Teng Yue's originally proud face finally showed a serious expression, and he had no choice but to retreat.

His spirit energy could not sense the flying sword anymore, causing his expression to change, and he immediately tried to avoid the afterimage that was coming his way. Unfortunately, his body had only taken two steps before it stopped, and then, as if it had been hit by a giant object, he quickly flew back down the martial stage, causing people to glance at him in surprise. In the end, under everyone's dumbstruck gaze, he knocked over a large tree somewhere before stopping, looking like he was about to die.

However, no one paid attention to him. All the disciples' gazes were focused on the ethereal figure on the martial stage. The welcome gradually decreased and finally turned into a beautiful woman. The only difference between her and idle money was that a flying sword totem appeared in her hand.