C190 Beiming Hao

Xue Er was at the Common Mysterious Realm, so she could easily deal with this trash. Although she had lost to her last time, it was because of Nan Shenyuan’s help. If it wasn’t for Nan Shenyuan, it would be easy for Xue Er to deal with this trash.

Feng Yu noticed his gaze and smiled wickedly.

She didn’t think much of Nan Shenyuan’s words, but now that she saw Beiming Hao, she suddenly felt that Nan Shenyuan was right. She had to teach this person a lesson, or else she would be letting go of such a good opportunity.

Beiming Hao snorted and turned around, following the crowd as they walked toward the Holy Spirit Stone.

After making a record in front of the Holy Spirit Stone, the chaotic battle began. Although it wasn’t as spectacular as two hundred people fighting, it was still quite eye-catching.

Long Zixuan’s gaze was on Feng Yu the whole time. He smiled faintly as he watched her every move. Feng Yu sensed it, but she didn’t look at him.

She seemed to be unable to resist her master’s gaze. It was better not to look at him.

Beiming Hao seemed to be avoiding her. He stood far away from her and carefully dealt with the attacks from his surroundings. Feng Yu smiled and avoided the attacks from her Spiritual Power and fists. She stepped on a strange footwork and appeared in front of Beiming Hao extremely quickly.

“Beiming Hao, you must want to kill me. Today is a good opportunity. Don’t miss it. Of course, I won’t miss this opportunity.”

Hearing Feng Yu’s voice, Beiming Hao’s heart tightened. He looked at Feng Yu in fear and said, “Ugly, it’s good that you know. I won’t let you go.”

“Hehe,” Feng Yu laughed coldly and said, “I hope you have the ability.”

After saying that, she punched Beiming Hao. Of course, she controlled her strength so that she could torture him. If she knocked him out with one punch, it wouldn’t be fun.

As expected, Beiming Hao didn’t dodge Feng Yu’s attack. Therefore, that tender fist landed on his handsome face. The enormous force made his face swell. Beiming Hao felt that his teeth were about to fall off.

Before he could think about it, another fist landed on the other side of his face. Beiming Hao instantly felt darkness in front of his eyes. There were only small stars flashing.

It hurt so much that he almost passed out.

Feng Yu looked at him with satisfaction and said happily, “Finally, it’s symmetrical. Beiming Hao, you should thank me for not beating your face upside down. Now, it’s really symmetrical.”

Beiming Hao almost passed out from anger. He pulled out the soft sword at his waist and stabbed at Feng Yu. This sword was a spiritual weapon, and it was surrounded by strong spiritual energy.

With a thought, Feng Yu’s palm went toward the spiritual sword. There was a faint flash of black light. The spiritual sword made a weak cracking sound and turned into powder that fell to the ground.

Bei Minghao looked at the weirdly disappearing sword in shock. His eyes were wide open as he stared at the hilt of the sword and he forgot to move for a long time.

What happened? How did his sword become like this? Where is the blade? Why is there only a hilt left?

Because the stage was too chaotic, other than a few people, no one else noticed the weirdness of Bei Minghao’s sword. Only Long Zixuan and the others saw the sword disappearing. Long Zixuan frowned and looked at Feng Yu gloomily.

Even Chi Xiao and the others were shocked. What did the young master do? How did Bei Minghao’s sword disappear?

Yun Menglan, who had been watching Feng Yu, opened her eyes wide. How was this possible? How did this trash beat the Eleventh Prince? What happened to the sword? Why did it disappear?

Her cultivation was too weak, so even though she was watching, she couldn’t tell why Bei Minghao’s sword disappeared.

Without giving the crowd time to think, Feng Yu threw a few punches at Bei Minghao’s stomach. Bei Minghao felt like his organs were going to explode. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chi Xiao and the others looked at Bei Minghao sympathetically. How unlucky was this brat to be targeted by the young master? They couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.

Young Master is really violent, and he is very vengeful. They seemed to have heard that this Darknorth Hao had bullied Young Master a lot in the past, so Young Master is taking revenge.

Nan Sifan was cheering from the bottom of the stage. Seeing Darknorth Hao in such a miserable state, he felt that all the blood in his body had been refreshed, and he felt that this brat was not pleasing to the eye. Now, he was being tortured, right? He deserved it.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that he would never provoke Little Feather in the future. At least, he could not make her angry. Otherwise, with her peak stage of the Common Mysterious Realm cultivation, she could easily torture him to death. Maybe then, he would be in a worse state than Darknorth Hao.

Nan Sifan suddenly shivered.

Yun Menglan’s fists were tightly clenched. How could this be? How could this trash be so powerful? He could actually beat the Eleventh Prince to the point that he could not fight back. What was wrong with him? Could it be that her eyes were playing tricks on her?

Feather felt that she was almost satisfied, so she decided to let Darknorth Hao go. After all, he was a member of the Darknorth Family. If she really killed him, the Emperor might deal with her.

She did not need to put herself in danger for a cheap man.

Just as she was about to kick Darknorth Hao off the stage, a disciple had already done it for her. Before she could kick him off the stage, he had already sent Darknorth Hao off the stage.

Darknorth Hao was already beaten to the point that he was left with only one breath. Then, he was kicked off the stage by that disciple with all his strength. Therefore, he lost his breath. After he fell to the ground, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

After he fainted, he was still holding the hilt of the sword.

“Boss…”

Several lackeys who were waiting for him saw him faint and came over to surround him. After seeing that he was still breathing, they let out a sigh of relief and helped him down the stage.

On the stage, Feng Yu looked at the disciple who kicked Beiming Hao in surprise. This person’s hand speed was too fast. Therefore, she started to think about this disciple.

However, she hadn’t taken the initiative to attack yet. After that disciple kicked Beiming Hao off the stage, he looked at her and kicked her again. Feng Yu smiled at him with an amiable smile.

Since she was sent to him, she wouldn’t be polite.

She quickly kicked. Before that disciple could get close to her, she kicked him off the stage. At this moment, there were less than twenty disciples on the stage. Feng Yu thought that she didn’t need to hold back anymore. It was better to finish the battle quickly.

Therefore, she quickly attacked. In the blink of an eye, she kicked away four disciples closest to her. Then, she continued to attack. Her attack was like a sweep. In a few breaths, the disciples on the stage were all kicked off the stage. Only she was left standing.

Looking at Feng Yu, Chi Xiao, Chi Yan, and the others revealed a faint smile. She was indeed the young master. She didn’t attack, but she finished the battle quickly. She also finished the battle quickly. She was indeed the disciple of the master. Her style was exactly the same as the master.

Below the stage, Yun Qingluo was staring at her in shock. It had only been a month, how did her third sister become so strong?

That move just now was something that not even those in the initial stages of the Mystic Profound Realm could do.

She suddenly remembered that seven days ago, Feng Yu had told her that she was at the Purple Bamboo Peak. So, she was the disciple of the legendary Chief Long. No wonder she had become so strong in such a short time.

Her master was Chief Long… How could she be so lucky?

Elder Li walked to Feng Yu’s side and smiled at her. It was obvious that Feng Yu’s fight against Beiming Hao in the Literature Palace had made him remember Feng Yu.

“Yun Fengyu, the winner of the eleventh round of the preliminary disciple competition.”

Whoosh!

When the name fell, it instantly caused a huge wave. Yun Fengyu… Wasn’t she the third miss of the General’s Palace?

She used to be called Yun Ningruo, but she had changed her name.

Was it that woman?

The third miss of the General’s Palace couldn’t cultivate, but that woman’s attack just now was so domineering and fierce that she had defeated twenty disciples in the blink of an eye. She wasn’t like the legendary loser.

Was it because they had the same name?

The disciples were confused.

In the crowd, Yun Menglan looked at Feng Yu with jealousy. Her eyes were filled with shock. At this moment, she finally believed that she wasn’t seeing things. It was indeed this ugly monster that had suddenly become so strong.

It had only been a month since they last met, how could she be this powerful? That skill just now was probably not weaker than the Common Mysterious Realm. Could it be that she had already broken through to the Common Mysterious Realm?

Yun Menglan was shocked by her own thoughts. It was impossible. She was just a piece of trash, a useless piece of trash. She couldn’t possibly break through to the Common Mysterious Realm so quickly. What was wrong with her?

As soon as she thought about how she had stood in front of Feng Yu and advised her to give up the competition, Yun Menglan felt her face burning. He had said in front of Nan Sifan and the others that Feng Yu would be embarrassed if she went on stage. In comparison, she was the one who was the most embarrassed.

She gritted her teeth. She felt so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. That piece of trash must be laughing at her stupidity on stage.

Suddenly, a thought flashed across Yun Menglan’s mind. She had the same thought as Yun Qingluo. That woman was now the disciple of the Dragon Master. So, even if she was so powerful now, it was not impossible.

She looked at Feng Yu with jealousy. What did this ugly monster have? What did she have? Why did the Dragon Master take her in as a disciple? What kind of luck did she have?

Yun Menglan was so jealous that she wanted to kill someone. She was clenching her teeth. However, she could only hatefully look at the girl on stage who was receiving the attention of everyone. Nothing could change.

She was even more jealous and angry than Beiming Xue. Whenever she thought about how Brother Dragon only had one disciple and that ugly bastard, she would be extremely angry. Such an ugly bastard was not worthy to be Brother Dragon’s disciple.

One day, she would make Brother Dragon expel this ugly bastard from the sect.

On the stage, Feng Yu didn’t care about the gazes of others. She was too lazy to care about the waves of her name in the square.

She nodded to Elder Li and turned around to walk down the stage.

“Girl, hold on.”

Elder Li’s voice suddenly sounded. Feng Yu stopped and turned around. She looked at Elder Li with confusion and said, “Elder Li, are you calling me?”