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Why would she want to compete with Lu Gan again in order to prove her strength?Why should she listen to these people?

No one thought that Jiang Yao would say such a sentence, it seemed that Jiang Yao should obey their decision in order to cater to them.

Jiang Yao looked around and said coldly: "If the stars think there is any problem in the competition between me and Junior Brother Lu, I will have no complaints if they want me to rematch with Junior Brother Lu, but who are you standing on? How about me?"

The arena was silent, no one answered, and everyone's breathing could be clearly heard in the quiet air.

"If you have any objections, you can raise them earlier that day," a black figure jumped down from the high platform and stood directly beside Jiang Yao. The entire ring was silent for a moment, and all the disciples quickly shut their mouths, for fear startled him.

Jiang Yao turned her head to look at Murong Zhao. He had a serious face and cold eyes. Those disciples who met his gaze couldn't help feeling an inexplicable fear, and subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid their gaze.

"Lu Gan, come here." Murong Zhao raised his eyes to look at Hongguang Xingjun's high platform, and directly called the other party down.

Before Lu Gan came down from the high platform, he vaguely knew the whole picture of the matter. When he walked over, there was still faint sweat on his forehead.

He didn't appeal to anyone who was kicked off the ring, so how come this group of people are more active than him?

Lu Gan was almost speechless, he walked up to Murong Zhao and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Lu Gan has met Xuyang Xingjun."

Murong Zhao didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly, "Do you have any objections to the test results?"

"No." Lu Gan replied decisively, "I am convinced of the loss. Senior Sister Jiang is strong, and I still need to continue to work hard."

Lu Gan's incomparable answer was like a slap on the faces of the inner disciples present. Lu Gan is the big disciple under Hongguang Xingjun's seat. They can't even beat Lu Gan. Doesn't it mean that they are not as good as Jiang Yao? ?

After Lu Gan finished speaking, Murong Zhao looked around with sharp eyes, and suddenly said: "If you are not convinced, you can go up to the stage and ask your senior sister Jiang for advice. Maybe you will really be convinced after experiencing it yourself."

The disciples who were swept by his gaze lowered their heads in panic, and those who yelled the loudest trembled all over, for fear that Murong Zhao would really drag them into the ring.

Especially the registered disciple who was kicked down by Jiang Yao, he was even more frightened. He had really fought against Jiang Yao, so he knew very well that the reason he lost to Jiang Yao was because of Jiang Yao's terrifying strength.

He barely had time to react, and the competition was over. When he opened and closed his eyes, when he came back to his senses, he only saw Jiang Yao put the knife on his neck.

He couldn't see the trajectory of Jiang Yao's actions, and he couldn't take precautions in advance. Jiang Yao's strength was far stronger than he imagined.

The named disciple knew that his defeat was decent, and few of his fellow disciples laughed at him, but after someone said that Jiang Yao was the root of the three spirits, he was obsessed with wanting to criticize Jiang Yao's strength, and wanted to make Jiang Yao and Lv Let's fight again to prove that it's not because I'm not good enough that I was out so quickly.

What is the concept of Sanlinggen?It is equivalent to the concept of not being able to enter the inner sect. Too many spiritual roots will only slow down the speed of cultivation. If Jiang Yao is really a three-spiritual root and can reach this level in just five years of cultivation, it does not mean that they are all useless ?

No matter how regretful that disciple was, it was useless for Murong Zhao to recognize at a glance that he was the one who yelled the loudest in the crowd just now.

He snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and the invisible spiritual power directly dragged the disciple to the ring.

As soon as the disciple came to the stage, he knelt down on both knees and shouted directly: "Xingyang Xingjun, please forgive me! I was talking nonsense just now, so I can't take it seriously."

Even though Murong Zhao hadn't said anything yet, this disciple acted as if Murong Zhao had already tortured him.

In the entire arena, only that disciple's voice was particularly loud, as if he had been wronged so much.

Those who don't know what happened may think that Murong Zhao is bullying others.

Although Murong Zhao has not done so yet, Baobuqi will do so later.

At this moment, a cold voice came from the high platform: "Since many disciples have this request, let Jiang Yao and Lu Gan rematch."

These words were spoken by Xuanyuan Li. He stood by the side of the high platform, looked down at the farce on the ring, and satisfies the needs of those inner disciples in an understatement.

Murong Zhao raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak out, but Jiang Yao held him back.

Jiang Yao looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground who kept begging for mercy, walked up to him, and said in a flat tone: "Since Xuyang Xingjun thinks a rematch is necessary, then follow what Xingjun said."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Lu Gan: "Junior Brother Lu, please."

Lu Gan's face was solemn, and he stared at the registered disciple who was kneeling on the ground. Obviously, he only needed to be defeated once, but now it seems that he needs to be beaten one more time, and these people will let him go.

When Jiang Yao passed by Murong Zhao, she noticed that Murong Zhao was not happy, so she coaxed softly: "Master, it's just a small competition, can I give you an extra pot of peach blossom wine when I go back later?"

Murong Zhao frowned slightly, and didn't soften his face because of these words, but said in a deep voice: "Obviously, these words will be self-defeating when the backtracking beads are released, why do you bother?"

Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "Master, you will know after I finish this competition."

At the beginning of the competition, Jiang Yao didn't stand still like that day, but took the initiative to attack.

In front of Lu Gan, who is very capable in melee combat, very few people would choose to attack in close quarters. When Lu Gan saw that Jiang Yao did not draw his sword, but bullied him, his eyes lit up, and he reacted very quickly. Out of a defensive stance.

When many people saw Jiang Yao attacking Lu Gan, they still had mocking smiles on their faces.

But the next moment, Jiang Yao's actions stopped the smiles on their faces.

Jiang Yao stretched out her fist, and her wide black sleeves were pulled back, revealing her pure white inner sleeves. Her hands were slender and white, and her wrists were so thin that they seemed to break easily, but it was such a pair of hands that directly blasted On Lu Gan's defensive arms, he directly blasted Lu Gan back a few meters, and two straight marks appeared on the ground of the ring.

Lu Gan's hands were already numb, and he even had the illusion that he had severed his hand, but when he put it down, he found that there was no trace on his hand, as if it was protected by something.

Jiang Yao stood still again, raised a hand towards him, bent the whole hand a few times: "Junior Brother Lu, please."

But Lu Gan's hands were still numb, so how could he attack?

The inner disciples under the ring saw Jiang Yao's movements clearly this time, but they still felt incredible.

With just one punch, Brother Lu Gan, who was on the defensive, was almost knocked out of the ring?