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    Jue Yuan is worthy of being a long-famous Shaolin abbot. Between these questions and answers, his aura suddenly rose. Rou'er was obviously caught off guard. Her face that was still smiling just now suddenly fell. She gritted her silver teeth.  Barely able to withstand the opponent's sudden power.  Rou'er was secretly angry in her heart. Ever since she inherited Qing Yi's skills, she had never suffered such a big loss. If she were to put herself in a position, Rou'er's current skills would be enough to fight against Jue Yuan. Even if she lost, she would not be able to do so easily.  And defeated.  But she never expected that this old man would be so shameless and sneak attack on a junior. Everyone said that she was a devil and did many evil things. And she had gained some knowledge today, and this righteous person would do anything.  In a duel between masters, one oversight can often affect the development of the situation. When Rou'er tried to use her strong inner strength to turn things around, she had already lost the opportunity.  This is also due to her own lack of experience.  Of course, only extraordinary people know about the secret rivalry between these two people.  ¡°More people were scratching their heads and didn¡¯t understand why these two people were suddenly silent.  Several high-ranking figures in the arena naturally understood what was happening. Mo Yun and the others were horrified when they saw it. They did not expect that with Jue Yuan's identity, they would sneak attack on a junior, which really made them a little shocked and angry.  But at this time, they had no way of starting. If they rushed to help and interrupted the duel between the two, it might cause Rou'er to go crazy, so they could only wait for the two of them to decide the winner.  Compared to others, Jue Yuan was even more surprised. When he just took action, he already regretted it. Perhaps it was because he had learned that evil martial arts that he could no longer remain calm, even though he didn't want to be the one to bully his juniors.  Infamy was a difficult thing to do, and he could only win with one blow. But what he never expected was that this slightly green girl could withstand his power with a backhand.  When Jue Yuan felt that this woman just happened to be beyond his own ability to resist for a moment, his eyes widened in shock, because he clearly noticed that the woman's body was continuously increasing her strength, although she could not reach it for a while.  Jue Yuan's level, but if he wants to win in an instant, it will never be possible.  For a time, Jue Yuan was caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, he could not win immediately, and it might affect the subsequent fight for the ownership of the sword due to excessive losses. On the other hand, he was also afraid of losing face. Since ancient times, good and evil have not been compatible.  , and he is the leader of the righteous path, so he should take action.  With no other choice, Jue Yuan took a deep breath and tried his best. At least he could suppress the arrogance of the Demon Sect Saint. But the strange thing was that the young woman's internal power was bottomless. No matter Jue Yuan,  No matter how oppressed, it can always resist.  Wan'er is extremely good at observing words and expressions, and she felt that she was about to use all her strength. Her heart moved, fearing that Rou'er might make a mistake, so she turned her head and glanced at Ling Su who was standing aside.  Ling Su understood, so he and Wan'er used their skills at the same time, and together they worked together to forcibly cut off the internal energy that the two had been entangled with for a long time.  "Tsk" Rou'er squeaked, took a few steps back, managed to steady her body, raised her eyes and looked sharply at Jue Yuan, and said in a low voice: "Thank you two sisters for your help. It's my sister who was careless. It really didn't matter.  Thinking that this old guy is even more shameless than the people in our Demon Sect." Jue Yuan on the other side felt uncomfortable. After the junior brothers held his body, he did not recover immediately, but looked up at the two people in surprise.  The woman who had just been watching from the sidelines, with his skill, naturally knew that the skills of the three women on the high platform were almost the same, making it particularly difficult.  Seeing their abbot staring at those women, the rest of the Shaolin people thought that he was not willing to give in, so they nodded to each other and stood up to compete with the Ye Meng people.  At this time, the martial arts practitioners present realized that during that period of time, the Holy Girl of the Demon Sect actually fought against Master Jue Yuan with their martial arts, and judging from the performance of both parties, it seemed that they were evenly matched.  There was a hint of surprise in the eyes, wondering how on earth the woman attacked the Shaolin monk and made everyone in Shaolin so angry?  When Ling Su saw the Shaolin disciples leaping out to challenge him, he also drew his sword, walked a few steps forward, and stood at the front of the high platform, with the aura of "one man is in charge of the barrier and no one can open it". Jue Yuan saw this situation and frowned,  Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Ling Feiyi, who was sitting safely on the wooden chair.  Ling Feiyi didn't want to pay attention to it, but Ye Meng's momentum was quite high at this time, and it was necessary to dampen his spirit. In addition, it was Ling Su who was leading the charge for Ye Meng at this time, so she could only nodded slightly and responded to Jue Yuan.  .  "Haha" After a while, Ling Feiyi let out a clear smile. Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly pleasant and refreshing. Then, she slowly stood up, lifted up her snow-like long skirt, and walked into the school grounds, scolding.  : "Su'er, if you still don't back down, do you still think of me as your master?" "Master" Although Ling Su had already left the Yunshui Sword Sect, when he actually saw Ling Feiyi, he still felt a little confused.  Panic, after all, this woman has raised her for many years, and has inherited all her skills. In total, she has been quite benevolent to Ling Su.  For a moment, Ling Su hesitated and turned to look at Wan'er, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.  "Alas" Wan'er held down Rou'er, who was still restless, and stepped forwardQingqing, Pingping Tingting, persuaded Ling Su back, and bowed alone, "If we fight like this before the conference has started, it will definitely hurt the harmony. How about we all take a step back and give up for the time being? Senior Ling is a little girl.  Senior, I'm sure you won't argue with the little girl, right? All the eminent Shaolin monks are also highly respected people, so they won't make things difficult for the little girl, right?" After saying this, Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled, quite like everyone else.  Concubine Ling frowned, but had no choice but to sit back in her seat.  Jue Yuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then waved his hand to summon the Shaolin disciples. Then, he smiled and said: "I just had some misunderstandings with the Ye Meng people. There is no need to mobilize troops like this. Is this how Ye Meng wants to be treated?"  Is this the guest's way?" As he spoke, Jue Yuan raised his hand and pointed to the already filled seats and asked in a deep voice.  At this time, his words were still somewhat aggressive.  "You" Rou'er was quite unconvinced when she heard this. She was about to speak, but was held back by Ling Su.  Ling Su smiled close to Rou'er's ear and said, "Don't be anxious. You've just surpassed this old fox in words. Don't you still believe in your sister Wan'er?" "Gigglethat's true" Rou'er said.  Listen, he smiled sheepishly.  Just as Ling Su said, after hearing Jue Yuan's unforgiving words, Wan'er did not think about it, but immediately responded: "Master, you should know that this place is not decided by Ye Meng.  There is nothing you can do to change. The little girl thought that the senior leaders of the various sects in the Central Plains were reasonable people and would not have such problems. But the little girl never expected that the master was so kind-hearted and would rather stand at an advanced age.  You have to give up your seat to others, which is really a model for the martial arts in the Central Plains." "This" Old Jue Yuan's face turned red. He was angry but couldn't express it. Instead, he looked around to see who among these people in the world could give up the seat of the leader.  After all, for a sect as big as Shaolin, it is unreasonable for the abbot to stand upright the whole time.  After a long time, a member of a small sect finally led Jue Yuan to his seat and said loudly: "I, Ge Chun of the Songshan sect, would like to give up my seat to the Shaolin master. "Haha Another person wants to climb the Shaolin tree.  A sneer." Wan'er's lips curled into a sneer.
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