Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

Look at the arena again,

Shangguan Haotian was still chasing Xu Huaian and slashing wildly with his spiritual sword.

However, although Xu Huaian looked very embarrassed, his clothes were only a little torn, but there were no injuries on his body at all.

And this also made Shangguan Haotian have some doubts in his heart.

"Boy, go to hell."

"The seventh form of the Yunlan Sword Technique—Yunzhi Sword Dance!"

Shangguan Haotian found an opportunity and directly used all his strength to infuse the spiritual energy in his body into the spiritual sword.

The light blue sword shadow quickly formed into the sky, spreading like clouds in every corner of the arena.

All Xu Huaian's escape routes were blocked, leaving him no chance to escape.

"Yes, that's it, kill him."

The mummy brother and the grandson of the Yunlan Sect elder who was beaten into a pig's head all waved their fists in excitement.

The elders of the Tyrant Sect and the Yunlan Sect also stroked their beards while watching this scene, with a cheerful smile on their faces.

"I actually understood the seventh form of the Yunlan Sword Technique. Haotian did a good job. He really didn't disappoint me."

The elder of Yunlan Sect smiled and praised.

Looking at the stands of the Seven Star Sect, everyone at this moment clenched their fists and looked nervous, fearing that Xu Huaian would really die on the spot.

"cut!"

Shangguan Haotian on the stage saw that the time had come and directly controlled the sword shadow in the sky to shoot towards Xu Huaian.

When Xu Huaian saw the sword shadow coming, he suddenly showed a panicked expression.

Then he quickly rolled around, cleverly avoiding the shadows of swords shooting down from the air, and quickly approached Shangguan Haotian.

"What?"

Shangguan Haotian saw Xu Huaian, who was still far away just now, but now rolled in front of him with a few donkeys,

He was shocked in his heart and quickly raised his sword to stab.

Unexpectedly, Xu Huaian once again rolled around to avoid his spiritual sword, and at the same time, he kicked him on the back, and immediately kicked him into the shadow of his sword.

Then, before Shangguan Haotian could react, the sword shadow in the sky quickly enlarged in his pupils, directly turning him into a hedgehog.

"What?"

"How can it be?"

The elders and disciples of the Tyrant Sect and the Yunlan Sect stared blankly at the scene on the stage, and for a moment they didn't know how to express their emotions.

Isn’t this too fake?

Just now we were clearly going to kill those damn Seven Star Sect disciples, but now you tell me that it was the Yunlan Sect disciples who died under his own martial arts?

"Damn it, is this kid just lucky? He's not even dead?"

The mummy brother and the pig-headed disciple gritted their teeth as they watched this scene.

"This kid Haotian is such a waste!"

The elders of Yunlan Sect also cursed angrily when they saw this.

Only Wu Qiming, who was above the clouds, frowned. He always felt that Xu Huaian was a bit evil and seemed to be deliberately hiding his clumsiness.

The eyes of the disciples and elders of the Jade Girl Sect and other sects were also attracted by the situation on Arena No. 6.

"I am the disciple of my eldest brother, Master. Come on, senior brother!"

Gu Ruoxin also saw this scene,

Previously, because the stands of the Jade Girl Sect and the Seven Stars Sect were too far away, although she saw Li Suifeng, it was difficult for her to go to him.

"On the sixth stage, Xu Huaian wins!"

As the referee's announcement sounded, Xu Huaian returned to the Seven Star Sect's stands.

"Hahaha~ Good, good, good, nephew Huai'an did a good job!"

At this moment, Hua Mulin's face once again bloomed with a bright smile.

"Well done, Junior Brother Huai'an."

The disciples from all peaks also expressed their relief and congratulated each other one after another.

"It was too dangerous! I almost died!"

Although he returned to the stands, Xu Huaian still showed a lingering look of fear.

When it comes to acting, of course you have to do the whole thing to prevent others from seeing flaws.

Li Suifeng looked at Xu Huaian who was possessed by the drama queen and didn't reveal it. He just smiled and shook his head.

Not long after, the second round of competition ended.

Some of the disciples who played in the first round have also recovered and also participated in the third round.

"Now for the third competition, disciples from each sect will be invited to come to the stage to draw lots."

Following the beautiful woman's announcement, disciples from all sects came on stage one after another,

As for the Seven Star Sect, Xu Huaian was still the only one to fight, while the other two abstained.

As the drawing was completed, Xu Huaian took a look at his number. This time he drew number 13.

"Please invite the disciple who was drawn to the thirteenth stage to come on stage."

Following the referee's announcement on the ring, Xu Huaian came to the ring on the 13th with a weak look.

This time he did not meet the disciples of the Tyrant Sect and the Yunlan Sect, but Bai Feiyu of the Yuhua Sect.

In the end, Xu Huaian saw that the opponent had no intention of killing him, so he just knocked him off the ring "with difficulty" without killing him.

And this behavior also made the mummy brother and others sigh again.

Soon, the fourth game arrived.

This time Xu Huaian was drawn to the third stage.

When he came to the ring, he found that the opponent turned out to be the tall and thin man Xie Jun who had fought Shui Qianrou for the first time.

"Very good, I met another disciple of the Seven Star Sect."

Xie Jun looked at the pale and "weak" Xu Huaian across from him, and immediately sneered.

This time he must torture the other party well. He didn't believe that a small Seven Star Sect could have a monk as talented as that stinky bitch.

"Shadow Sword Technique!"

The evil army monster screamed and attacked first. He couldn't wait to torture the opponent to death.

As the shadow-like sword lights struck one after another, Xu Huaian began to dodge in a panic.

Every time the sword came near, he would try his best to avoid it.

After a few times, Xie Jun frowned and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Fuck, that's a bit fake."

Xu Huaian also discovered his own loopholes. If he didn't get hurt at all, it would be too fake.

Then, when the evil army's sword light approached again, he directly wrapped his fist with spiritual energy and struck forward.

He was immediately cut back by the sword light of the evil army, and finally he looked up to the sky and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Brother, look, that kid is going to die."

When Wei Ruyuan saw this scene, he immediately shook the mummy brother beside him.

"Hiss~ Brother, please stop shaking. If you shake again, I will die first."

The mummy brother gasped in pain,

He felt pain all over his body now, and his elder brother was still shaking him so hard. He didn't know if it was intentional or not.

"Ah? I'm sorry, brother, I forgot that you were still injured."

Wei Ruyuan spoke awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's okay, brother, you don't need to remind me, I've been watching that little brat."

The mummy brother continued to look in the direction of Arena No. 3 as he spoke.

After Xu Huaian spit out the mouthful of blood, he also looked depressed at this moment.

It seemed that he could die at any time.