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After the old servant had won, the cheers from below grew louder and louder. They all came from the Service Disciple and all of them saw hope in this battle.

However, the old servant was also severely injured in the battle. Without saying anything, Hua Ruge flew up onto the stage and took out a high-grade Yellow Rank Healing Pill that he had refined a few days ago and placed it in his mouth, then helped him down the stage.

"Little girl, thank you very much." The old servant said weakly. The battle just now had been too difficult for him.

"Senior, no need to be so polite. You are our pride." Hua Ruge said with an unconcealable reverence in his voice.

Although the old maid had trained for many years before she had such a result, she felt very encouraged by this spirit. At the moment, her mood was no different from other servants'.

After helping the old servant down, Hua Ruge inspected his body and discovered that under the effects of the Healing Pill, his body was gradually recovering.

Because of Hua Ruge's actions, the servants' good impression of her soared.

"Boss, I've helped you watch over them for a while. There are a few people that you can definitely beat." Feng Liu moved closer to Hua Ruge, and reported a few names.

Hua Ruge smiled and said, "Thank you Sixth Senior Brother, I already have a candidate."

"Who is it?" When the servants heard this, they all came over to ask, because they realized, although Hua Ruge was strong, he was a very easy-going person.

"Everyone will know soon enough." Hua Ruge kept them in suspense.

The official disciples began their match again. Soon, the people on the stage were all the most outstanding people in this group.

Ye Wanrou and Hao Shou both started to prepare themselves.

At this time, a green ranked talent man on stage had battled three people in a row. Song Ze flew onto the stage and started fighting with him.

The two were both in the middle stage of the Immortal Sovereign Stage and were equally strong in terms of power, but the moment lightning appeared on Song Ze's longsword, the attack power of the sword was not only doubled, it only made the person retreat continuously.

Hua Ruge realized that the sword in his hand had changed. It was not the same sword that the two used to fight against each other, but this sword Qi seemed to be more suitable for his Thunder Sword Qi, as it could increase his attack power by many times.

"It looks like a very powerful spirit artifact. Ruan Ge, you must be careful." Hao Shou instructed.

Hua Ruge nodded.

"Most of these spirit artifacts have a backup and a killing move. You can't be careless." Ye Wanrou said.

The two of them were clearly more experienced and knowledgeable than Hua Ruge.

Hua Ruge accepted them one by one, but she didn't really care that much. She really didn't have any pressure facing off against opponents of the same cultivation level as herself.

In only fifteen minutes, the person on top of the stage had already been injured by Song Ze's lightning sword qi. This lightning light naturally had a numbing effect, and after that person had been hit, Song Ze had knocked him out of the stage with a backhand palm.

The spectators were in an uproar. Song Ze only used fifteen minutes to fight cultivators of the same level.

Both Hao Shou and Ye Wanrou started to pay attention to him.

Luo Qingqing's expression, however, was calm and collected, as if he did not have any fluctuations.

This year, only the four of them could be considered a genius. Everyone was waiting for the four of them to have a chance to truly clash with each other.

It seemed like they would arrive soon.

After defeating them, Song Ze kept his sword, his face was full of pride, and he pretended to say 'good luck' to the people below.

However, people were more inclined to take advantage of him. They felt that there was always a reason for being strong.

Even the two immortal masters nodded, one of them saying: "Song Ze's sword technique is truly tyrannical, his future is limitless."

"Yeah, but I'm more looking forward to Luo Qingqing's performance." Another immortal master said while stroking his black beard.1

The immortal master from before nodded his head.

Ling Yun was interested, and said: "This Song Ze is already very strong, could it be that the two of you are referring to Luo Qingqing as someone extraordinary?"

"Junior brother Ling might not know, but besides being strong, Luo Qingqing is also very strong, his physique is also very good, so he should be a bit stronger than Song Ze." The immortal master said.

"So that's how it is." Ling Yun said as his gaze landed on Hua Ruge, "But I'm still more looking forward to her performance."

"Hua Ruge? I still can't see through this child, but I'm guessing his talent is so poor, the height he can reach is also very limited. " The immortal master on the right side spoke, but he did not think well of Hua Ruge.

The immortal master on the left didn't say anything and just said, "Why isn't she challenging him yet?"

As soon as he said that, Hua Ruge landed on the stage and stood in front of Song Ze.

"She's finally going to issue a challenge. I wonder who she's going to pick?" Most of the people below were still excited to see Hua Ruge, because most of them were men.

No matter how amazing Song Ze's strength was, it was Hua Ruge who left them a deeper impression.

At this time, whether it was the disciples or the immortal masters, they were all very much looking forward to this moment, but they thought that Hua Ruge would choose someone with a low strength. Right now, he was only interrupting the competition and not choosing Song Ze as his opponent.

Seeing that she had come up, Song Ze said disdainfully: "Which pushover do you want to bully?"

When Hua Ruge heard this, he revealed a helpless expression, and said: "Senior Brother Song is truly praising me, my strength is limited, I think I can barely pinch a rotten persimmon."

Song Ze did not expect the usually eloquent Hua Ruge to admit his mistake so easily, and at the same time laughed: "I guess you know your own limits."

The Service Disciple below was unsatisfied. Wasn't this person supposed to be a bit stronger than most, why was he so arrogant? Speaking up to here, it was obvious that he looked down on their Service Disciple.

The official disciples also felt that Song Ze was being a little too excessive. After all, it was already not easy for Hua Ruge to reach this step with his Service Disciple.

"Hua Ruge, who do you want to choose as your opponent?" the red-clothed referee asked at this moment.

Hua Ruge nodded towards the judge, then said: "I have already chosen, this person is standing in front of me."

The referee was stunned, wasn't she facing Song Ze?

Song Ze was also somewhat confused when he heard it. This Hua Ruge still dared to choose him after seeing the strength he had displayed? Had she had enough?

Song Ze was one of the top four disciples, his fighting strength was definitely in the top four.

And who was Hua Ruge? The yellow level talent that he had chosen was already lower than what was possible. She dared to challenge a genius disciple?

They knew that Hua Ruge was very strong, but Song Ze's fighting strength was obvious to all, with Hua Ruge's strength that had just levelled up, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

Hua Ruge looked at Song Ze after he finished speaking, and said with a smirk: "Go ahead, rotten persimmon."

Song Ze was still in shock when he heard this, but his face immediately darkened. He said that Hua Ruge had changed her personality today, so she was digging a pit for him to jump in!

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