723: C723 Are You Qualified?

C723 Are You Qualified?

Do you qualify?

Early in the morning.

The Martial Arena was already crowded with people, and it was bustling with noise and excitement.

The news of Loong Fei winning eight matches and confessing to Ao Ya had spread throughout the entire First Year Division. Many people were filled with righteous indignation, and wanted to see who would dare to snatch their goddess away from them.

"I want to see who the fuck doesn't want to mingle with."

"How can Ao Ya's goddess confess to a worker disciple? This is an insult to our War Martial Academy."

"This is blasphemy against our goddess, we won't allow it!"

"No matter what, we have to crush him today."

"I want to beat his shit out, make him kneel in front of Teacher Ao Ya and apologize."

The people of Martial Arena clamored fiercely.

Many of their faces were filled with anger.

In their hearts, Ao Ya was an existence that the goddess could not be blasphemed against. If you were not an absolute expert, then you would not be qualified to confess to the goddess Ao Ya.

Only a Golden Immortal Stage Cultivation Level was qualified to do so.

However.

They were all wrong.

They didn't care about your Cultivation Level realm or how strong you were. What they cared about was whether you dared to do it or not. You were destined to fail for the rest of your life.

As long as you dared to do it, you would be one step closer to success.

Of course.

Loong Fei and Ao Ya were thousands of miles away from each other. This small step was insignificant and basically ignored.

"It's coming!"

"Wang Qingshan is here."

He said, "He's really here!"

Wang Qingshan walked into the Training Field, and many people looked over.

At this moment.

The Aura on Wang Qingshan's body had become slightly different from yesterday's. It had become even stronger!

Compared to yesterday, his comprehension of sword intent had increased by another level. His Sword Draw Style had already been cultivated to the level of Ghost God Alarm.

"Senior Brother Wang, for the sake of Ao Ya, beat him to death."

"Senior disciple Wang, you must avenge the War Martial Academy and beat that servant disciple back to his original form."

"We must teach him a lesson!"

Wang Qingshan's face was expressionless. His purpose of coming here today was to crush Loong Fei under his feet.

It was also at this moment.

In another place.

Loong Fei, Bighead Sun, Fan Tong, and a group of six or seven people walked into the Martial Arena. They were all wearing the uniform of the servant disciples.

Low rank.

Lower-class.

The people of Martial Arena could tell at a glance.

"That kid is here."

"He really is a servant disciple. I thought he was fake."

"A janitor disciple should do your job well and come to Martial Arena to beg for mercy. This is not a place for you to show off."

"Kid, I will never let you win today."

"Get out of here, servant disciple."

Compared to yesterday, today's mocking laughter was even more.

And it was even more naked.

Loong Fei clenched his fists and said coldly in his heart, "Let's see if you can still laugh later."

Bighead Sun reminded, "Loong Fei, don't be affected by them. Be yourself. You will definitely be able to do it."

Loong Fei said, "Thank you, Grandson'S Head."

Then he finished.

Loong Fei walked towards the arena of Martial Arena.

"A servant disciple should clean up properly. With your lowly status, who gave you the courage to confess to Ao Ya?"

"What right do you have to say that?"

"Get out."

"This is not a place for you to stay," Wang Yao said.

"You are not a good service disciple, but you want to be crippled."

If you don't take a step, you will attract countless jeers and shouts.

Loong Fei was unhappy!

Very unhappy!

However, he held back. The best way to deal with these mocking people was to ruthlessly crush his opponent in the arena!

Wang Qingshan also walked towards the arena.

One from the east and one from the west slowly walked over. Loong Fei looked at Wang Qingshan in the distance and was secretly shocked in his heart, "In just one night, the Aura on his body has become much stronger."

"Looks like this Ao Ya really has some ability."

"That's right. How can one of my eight Guardian Kings be a mediocre person?"

Loong Fei laughed in his heart.

When he thought about Ao Ya being one of his eight Guardian Kings, he couldn't help but feel excited. He thought that all eight Guardian Kings were men, but he didn't expect that the Swordforce Vajra was actually a woman.

Furthermore, it was a woman who was in the shape of the Peerless Arts.

Very strong!

Extremely strong!

Almost at the same time.

Loong Fei and Wang Qingshan walked onto the fighting stage.

Wang Qingshan changed his low profile from yesterday. He looked at Loong Fei and said, "I will step on you under my feet. I will use the sword in my hand to make you pay the price of blaspheming the teacher."

Very powerful.

Loong Fei smiled and looked around. He said, "Your teacher did not come."

Wang Qingshan said, "Teacher would not waste his time in such a place, nor would he waste his time on a little janitor disciple."

"I don't care who you are, what kind of background you have. I want to tell you something. You are not qualified to confess to the teacher."

"Because of your identity!"

" You don't deserve it! "

His eyes were filled with anger.

Loong Fei's eyes were also filled with anger. He curled his lips and said coldly, "You don't deserve it, do you?"

Wang Qingshan said, "A servant disciple should have the awareness to be a servant disciple. In the history of God Emperor Academy, there has never been a servant disciple who can become an official disciple. You can't either!"

His eyes were filled with disdain.

The people around the fighting stage were the same, their eyes were filled with contempt.

They were disdainful.

The service disciples would never be on the stage.

Loong Fei still had a smile on his face as he said, "Then let's begin. I will let you know what it means to be qualified and what it means to be worthy. I will also let you know what it means to break history!"

He did not want to be long-winded anymore.

He was unhappy to the limit.

Wang Qingshan let out a light breath. The Aura on his body turned cold and instantly entered the beheaded state. He said in a deep voice, "Let's bet everything."

Loong Fei said, "I'll bet everything!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Wang Qingshan moved the sword in his hand, stared at Loong Fei and shouted, "Get down!"

Sword Draw Style!

A super invincible version of Sword Draw Style.2

Extremely fast!

Loong Fei also let out a breath and thought to himself, "It really is fast!"

"But!"

"I am faster than you!"

Loong Fei moved his right hand, and the Devil Sword fell into his hand. The Limitless Sword Dao sword intent was unleashed, and he took a step forward to meet the attack. He said, "Then let's see who's lying down."

The same action.

The same momentum.

Both were Sword Draw Style.

It was hard to tell who was faster.

The moment the two swords collided, sword hums were heard from all directions, and the void exploded. The powerful sword intent collided with each other, creating a creaking sound as if a powerful metal had collided with each other.

"Weng!"

"Bang!"

A powerful shockwave erupted. Wang Qingshan's body was pushed back, his face pale. The blood in his chest was boiling, and his right hand, which was holding the sword, was shaking.

Loong Fei stood where he was, motionless.

It looked like he had used one move just now, but he had used dozens of moves!

Loong Fei said slightly, "You lost!"

His voice fell.

The crowd was in an uproar. They were all stunned. Many of them did not even know what had happened.

"Are you qualified?"

"Are you worthy now?"

Loong Fei's Aura became arrogant and domineering. He glared at Loong Fei and shouted, "Are you qualified?!"

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