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Chapter Eighty-Four: The Battle with the Palace Spirit


Yesterday, there was an elimination match between the palace disciples.

She knew before that she was the only disciple in Tianling Palace, so she could naturally take shortcuts.

She doesn't mind some people gossiping, she will let those who spend all day chewing gossip know why she is Today she is fighting against Gong Ling, and she has not forgotten the resentful look in her eyes when this woman looked at him last time.

The time Xu Qingqing wanted to kill her must have something to do with this woman.

Also, the cultivation she showed outside was only in the Qi refining stage.

The person who arranged this competition asked a Qi-training period to compete with a Foundation-building period.

It seemed that he was sure that she would lose.

This match was mainly to vent his anger on the woman Gong Ling, angry that she could become a venerable.

The only disciple wanted to teach her a lesson.

Even though Rong Yi, the Lord of the First Palace, stood behind her, she still didn't let those people take it seriously.

Does everyone treat her like a dumpling?

An Yiran covered his mouth and smiled, a hint of strategy and malice flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the hour came, An Yiran walked onto the martial arts stage calmly and magnanimously.

Gong Ling had an ethereal look on his face and looked very happy.

When everyone saw the competition list before, they were shocked.

Why would there be a competition between the Qi Refining Period and the Foundation Building Period?

The arrangement of the competition list instantly caused a huge stir.

Everyone is afraid that if they are also arranged to fight with a foundation-building stage player, will they still be able to play?

Later, the ruling elder of the competition came forward, Gong Ling's father Gong Chengbo, and explained that the battle between the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage would be arranged this time, mainly because the Venerable had recruited a new female disciple.

Tianling Palace also has its only disciple, not to mention that Tianling Palace also participated in this internal fight.

Although there will be some differences in cultivation between the two, considering that Tianling Palace only has one disciple, it will not be decided whether to be eliminated based on the results of this competition.

If her uncle loses this game, she can still continue to participate in this internal fight and it will not stop there.

After everyone understood this meaning, they instantly felt it was unfair.

Just because he is the only disciple of Tianling Palace, he can never be eliminated.

Why is this so unfair to those of them who practice diligently?

Gong Chengbo sneered in his heart, he just wanted to make everyone feel disgusted with this little uncle.

Now that public dissatisfaction has arisen, His Holiness will abdicate in the future.

Then it is not so easy for this female disciple to climb up to the position of palace master naturally.

An Yiran naturally didn't know that Gong Chengbo's inner thoughts would be so absurd.

He actually wanted Gong Ling to take over the position of the future leader of the Holy Spirit Palace.

Where did he have such courage?

Rong Yi is now in the Nascent Soul stage and has a lifespan of several thousand years.

Can that palace spirit live that long?

At this moment, An Yiran came on stage.

Gong Ling smiled at her affectionately: "Uncle Master, I am in the foundation-building stage and you are in the Qi-refining stage.

I know that my cultivation is superior to yours.

If you don't admit defeat, I will give you three moves."

Everyone in the audience also knew that An Yiran was bound to lose in this battle.

For Gong Ling, a person who usually existed like a flower on the high mountain, she looked so kind today, which actually made her feel better.

He looked at An Yiran with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, just because he was the disciple of the Venerable.

It's okay even if you lose.

People in the foundation building stage have given you so much face, so you might as well just admit defeat.

Most of the people watching the game thought so.

An Yiran looked at the group of people in the audience with contempt, saying that losers will always be losers, and nothing will change even if a hundred years pass.

He looked at Gong Ling indifferently and said, "Senior sister is too proud."

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An Yiran took off the bracelet hanging on his hand, and his momentum surged to the foundation building stage in an instant.

The aura of the Foundation Establishment Stage also pressed towards the people in all directions.

The strong and violent pressure belonged to such a weak girl.

With that aura, Gong Ling also felt a tremor.

She had no idea that this little girl was at the same level as herself.

There was madness in his eyes.

After this competition, even if An Yiran lost, no one would dare to say anything to her again.

The foundation building period at the age of 12.

What a genius that is.

Gong Ling's ability to reach the foundation building stage before the age of 30 is almost considered a peerless genius.

I just thought she was a threat before, but now I have to get rid of her.

A hint of evil flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Gong Ling looked very surprised and said: "Junior sister is worthy of being the disciple of His Holiness.

At such an age, she is already in the foundation-building stage.

She is truly a genius."

An Yiran tilted his head and said, "What are you doing on the stage talking nonsense?

Let's just start fighting."

His tone was a little impatient.

The group of chattering people below were so shocked by An Yiran's foundation-building momentum that their Dantian was filled with spiritual energy.

Seeing that they were still from the same sect, An Yiran calmed down his momentum in time.

Otherwise, these people will be shaken to their foundations by the pressure of the foundation building period.

Last time Gong Ling unleashed pressure on An Yiran without any scruples, intending to destroy her foundation.

If such a deep hatred is not avenged, it will not be An Yiran.

"Since junior sister and I are at the same level, I won't be polite."

Gong Ling showed a gentle smile, and the next second a purple-black whip was swung at An Yiran fiercely.

An Yiran dodged the whip deftly.

The whip was thrown to the ground, and the stone slabs on the ground instantly shattered into pieces, and stones flew everywhere.

Another whip flew towards An Yiran with strong force.

Fighting with a 12-year-old girl already has a bad reputation.

Gong Ling originally had a win-win attitude to teach her a lesson.

But if she loses now, the situation will not end.

The attacks became more and more severe.

Gong Ling's face was as cold as ice, and she was very calm and calm even when she was making such ruthless actions.

Her cold and fairy-like expression was also one of the reasons why she was so highly praised by everyone.

Gong Ling chuckled and said, "Junior sister, don't keep hiding."

In just that moment, the shadow of the braid began to change.

The people below thought that Gong Ling was shaking a dozen pigtails at the same time, and these pigtails almost occupied the small martial arts stage, making it almost impossible to hide.

"Then I hope senior sister can make some effective attacks."

An Yiran looked like a naughty child with a smile on his face, deftly dodging attacks thrown from various directions.

Braided, the body turned into various incredible arcs in the air.

Like a feather flying messily in the air.

Gong Ling has the dual spiritual roots of gold and fire, and An Yiran also knows that the real attack has not yet begun.

Hearing these words, countless flames flew towards An Yiran in the next second.

The burning feeling seemed to burn the air, and the red light reflected on An Yiran's face was inexplicable.

The pigtails and fireballs bombarded each other in turn.

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Even though An Yiran had practiced speed skills and traveled thousands of miles, he was still a little unable to resist.

To be continued

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