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When Fan Wuji heard this, he immediately showed an understanding expression. He thought to himself, Knowing when to advance and when to retreat, knowing when to retreat. With this Yue Rushuang's temperament and her good talent, she would definitely become a great person in the future. She was destined to show her face in the wider world of sects.

Yue Rushuang looked at her tattered clothes and the bit of spring light they gave off and teased, "Brother Fan, do you like clothes that are cut like frost?" Haha. Don't say you don't like it. If you don't like Rushuang, you have to make Brother Fan pay me a set of multicolored clothes. "

When Fan Wuji heard this, his face turned slightly red. After all, he was only a youth that wasn't even twenty yet. This was the first time he was teased by a beautiful girl of the same age.

"Brother Fan's shy appearance is really adorable." After she finished speaking, Yue Rushuang jumped off the stage and disappeared without a trace.

The fourth round of battles soon ended. Fan Wuji maintained an undefeated record. As for Qin Guang, Jing Wuming, and the others, they maintained an undefeated record. They understood that only those who could maintain an undefeated record could become the number one genius of the Hundred Kingdoms and become their champion.

The fifth round began. Fan Wuji's opponent was Yue Ruan. Yue Ruan Mang was Yue Rushuang's twin sister. Her cultivation base and fighting strength were inferior, but her temperament was far worse.

Yue Ruan Mang looked at Fan Wuji with hostility. Clenching her fist, she said fiercely, "Although I don't like my sister at all. But no matter how much I disliked her, it was still between us sisters. And you beat my sister and cut her clothes. As the younger sister, I must stand up for her. "

Yue Ruan Mang's tone was fiendish, but her manner of being angry like a little tiger only added to her cuteness.

"Little girl. I advise you not to force yourself. Otherwise, what if he lost? I am. "It's the kind heart that can't stand a young lady crying the most." "Fan Wuji," he said in a somewhat mocking tone.

Just as Fan Wuji's words fell, Yue Ruan Mang's entire body seemed like an angry lion. She did not waste time and used her body to absorb the power of the moonlight that was falling in the night sky.

Fan Wuji had previously witnessed the power of the moonlight's physique, and also understood that on Yue Ye, the strength of the moonlight's body could be raised by a small level.

Using 'bullying the weak' was a derogatory term, but these four words were most effective in battles and battles. In a battle, no one would foolishly wait for the opponent to accumulate enough strength to reach the peak before battling again. Was that the bearing of an expert, but an idiot?

For those who fought, victory was the leader, and defeat was the shame. Regardless of what methods one used, victory was the only way.

Fan Wuji held both swords in his hands. Still in the state of the secret technique of 'Three-in-one', his true qi, momentum, and true intent merged into one, completely pouring into the two swords in his hands.

His sword flashed like lightning, like the roar of thunder, yet also carried along the ethereal wind. This was his fastest sword strike, and speed seemed to have already reached his limit.

His figure blurred and flashed several times, as if he was an immortal taking a step forward. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before Yue Ruan Mang.

At this time, Yue Ru Guang had only just absorbed the power of the moonlight, and hadn't broken through the innate barrier and reached half a step into the Spirit Sea realm. Fan Wuji's sword was already within reach, its edge fully revealed, carrying with it the will to cut through everything.

Helpless, Yue Ruan Mang could only quickly avoid the attack and used all of his skills to parry the attack. Fan Wuji, on the other hand, was unrelenting. His aura was gradually accumulating and unleashing power. The more unrivalled one was, the stronger they would be, and when they met, they would be stronger. Fan Wuji's swords were too powerful, Yue Ruan Mang was not able to contend against them.

Yue Ruan Mang was slightly flustered but the victory and defeat in the battle of the strong was within a hair's breadth. In her panic, she revealed a slight flaw. When Fan Wuji realized this, his sword flashed. Seeing this, Yue Ruan hurriedly took out his sword to defend with all his might.

She saw that she had blocked Fan Wuji's sword and revealed a slight smile. Almost in an instant, Fan Wuji's short sword, like the tongue of a poisonous snake, moved in an unpredictable trajectory and landed on Yue Ruan Mang's neck. As long as the sword moved even the slightest bit, it would be enough to take her life.

The elation on Yue Ruan Mang's face did not linger for even a second before it instantly changed. Her entire person turned pale with fright and disbelief filled her beautiful eyes.

"Admit defeat." Fan Wuji indifferently spat out three words, one hand holding his dagger as he placed it on Yue Ruan Mang's neck. As long as he was willing, he could take Yue Ru Mang's life at any time.

Yue Rumang's heart trembled as she said huffily, "You're despicable. I have yet to gather the power of the moonlight. Otherwise, if my strength increases by another step, who will win and who will lose, isn't that certain? "

"Despicable? There was only victory and defeat in battle, and only life and death in battle. Waiting for your opponent to unleash his full strength and then fighting is not a matter of grace, but a mistake. " Fan Wuji said with an extremely calm tone.

"I don't care. I don't care. "You are despicable. Take away your sword and we will fight fair and square." Yue Ru Mang shouted that she wanted to re-compete.

Then, a beautiful figure flew to the front of the ring. Fan Wuji shifted his gaze. That beautiful figure was Yue Ruan Guang's elder sister, Yue Rushuang.

When Yue Ruan Mang saw her elder sister, she stomped her feet in anger and said, "Elder sister, look at him." Look at him. A despicable villain, you attacked me before I gathered the power of the moonlight. "

"Shut up!" She immediately reprimanded Yue Ru Mang. She sighed inwardly to herself that her little sister was doing well in everything, just that the princess was too sick.

It was likely true that they, the Twin Star Flowers of the South Pole nation, had always been the top geniuses of the Hundred Kingdoms. They had always been the center of attention as the kings of the Life and Death Realm bestowed their hopes upon them. In such an environment, Yue Ruan Mang was sickly and had an innocent personality.

When Yue Ruan Mang heard this, she immediately revealed an incredulous expression. She said in a sobbing tone, "Elder sister." You actually scolded me for an outsider? Did you take a fancy to this pretty boy and no longer recognize him as your younger sister? "

When Fan Wuji heard her words, he was instantly speechless. He felt that it was both infuriating and laughable. He sighed to himself. This kind of flower in a greenhouse would never know when to advance and when to retreat. No matter how talented she was or how talented she was, it was difficult for her to achieve greatness.1

Yue Rushuang glared at her younger sister and said, "Brother Fan, I admit defeat on behalf of my younger sister." Please put down the sword in your hand and spare her once. "

As an elder sister, Yue Rushuang was different. She understood very clearly in her heart. The two sisters might be able to intimidate others with their reputation as Twin Star Flowers, but it couldn't fool Fan Wuji.

After all, everyone was a top ten genius in the genius battle, and they were all destined to join a sect and become its disciples. If their statuses were the same in the future, why would Fan Wuji be afraid of her? Why would he give face to this unruly and naive Yue Ruan Mang?

Fan Wuji paused for a moment before saying, "Yue Ruan, for your sister's sake, I'll spare your life. It had to be known that in the arena, life and death depended on wealth. Before you admit defeat, I won't take any responsibility for killing you. Not everyone in this world will give in to you. "

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