I cut off my love, and my senior brother and master regretted it.

Chapter 89 These are your Qinglong Academy's rules, not mine
Opposite the young man stood a big man with a gloomy face, and the big man looked at the young man with eyes full of resentment.

"Cang Yun, I have broken through to the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation this time. You are definitely not my opponent!"

The young man called Cang Yun sighed, "He Xiaoming, why must the grudges between our fathers involve us young people?"

"Wouldn't it be nice if we could make peace?"

The big man spat, "Bah, your father played with my aunt when he was young, how can our He family swallow this debt?"

"If you want to reconcile, you can ask your father to kneel in front of my aunt for three days and three nights, and the grudge will be wiped out."

Cang Yun pulled his sleeves helplessly. He couldn't refute what he said. The fact was indeed as He Xiaoming said. Cang Yun's father was too romantic when he was young and had many romantic debts.

He Xiaoming's aunt is one of them. She was toyed with by Cang Yun's father and has been trapped in love ever since. Her cultivation has been greatly delayed.

"Stop talking nonsense, Cang Yun. Even if I can't kill you today, I will beat you to a pulp!" A raging fire burned around He Xiaoming.

This is his way of fire.

Cang Yun's eyes focused, and he became extremely alert, with the power of Confucianism and Taoism looming in his body.

He Xiaoming clenched his hands, with his thumbs facing each other and the other fingertips slightly pointing upwards, "Heavenly fire illuminates the sky!"

The power of fire quickly gathered around He Xiaoming, and a huge flame pressed towards Cang Yun.

Cang Yun remained calm, pinched his fingers with one hand and said, "The water of the great river comes from the sky!"

A long river mysteriously appeared above the flames, covering the flames downwards and emitting huge smoke.

He Xiaoming's attack was easily resolved by Cang Yun.

Lin Shuang said to Ning Ruoxi: "Disciple, this Confucianism is actually quite interesting. It feels like the words are followed by the law."

"Master, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Ning Ruoxi only cared about who would win. Anyway, she didn't need to comprehend Confucianism or the Way of Fire.

"The one who practices the way of fire!" Lin Shuang said.

Ning Ruoxi practiced the way of ice and had a natural aversion to the way of fire.

"The sun shakes the sky!" He Xiaoming held his hands above his head like a ball, and the power of fire continued to condense into it. When the fireball was full, He Xiaoming pushed the fireball towards Cang Yun.

The fireball exuded an extremely hot breath, and the heat waves rolled and deformed the surrounding air. The onlookers nearby felt like they were in a furnace.

There was an ink pen in Cang Yun's hand. He swung the pen, and the ink on it splashed everywhere. Cang Yun picked up the pen and wrote the word "water" in the air.

The fireball collided with the word "water". Cang Yun seemed to be struggling. The power of Confucianism and Taoism continued to pour into the ink pen, and the righteous spirit in his body was also added in.

"Cang Yun, I will let you know the gap between us." He Xiaoming sneered, and his hands pushed forward again. The word "water" that had been standing still suddenly showed signs of collapse.

The disciples watching nearby were horrified, "Oh my god! He Xiaoming actually still has some strength left."

"He didn't use his full strength just now. He was just testing Senior Brother Cang."

"Brother Cang, come on! We can't let the Southern Branch look down on our Eastern Branch."

"Ah, can't you see? Senior Brother Cang doesn't seem to be a match for He Xiaoming."

"..."

With a "bang", the word "water" finally couldn't hold on, Cang Yun was knocked out, fell off the ring, and his clothes were burned a lot.

Cang Yun happened to fall in front of Ning Ruoxi. Ning Ruoxi looked down at Cang Yun, who looked painful, as if he had fainted from the burns. "Cang Yun, don't lie on the ground pretending to be dead, get up and fight me!" He Xiaoming came to the edge of the ring and shouted.

Seeing that Cang Yun did not react, He Xiaoming remained unyielding and he actually shot another fireball at Cang Yun.

"Is He Xiaoming crazy? Brother Cang fell off the stage, and this competition is over. His behavior is malicious harm to his fellow disciples!" A disciple said in a lost voice.

When several Confucian and Taoist disciples saw Ning Ruoxi staying beside Cang Yun, they shouted loudly, "Girl, get out of the way! Don't let He Xiaoming accidentally hurt you!"

If Ning Ruoxi didn't dodge, she would definitely be hit by the fireball.

There was another loud bang, which raised a huge cloud of smoke. Many disciples were choked by the smoke and moved further away.

"This matter must be reported to the dean. He Xiaoming actually got off the ring and attacked his fellow disciples."

"Not only that, He Xiaoming also attacked the onlookers."

"I don't know what happened to that woman. If she dies, He Xiaoming will definitely be severely punished."

"..."

The smoke slowly dissipated, and Ning Ruoxi was seen looking at He Xiaoming with indifference. In front of her was a light blue barrier, and it was this light blue barrier that had blocked He Xiaoming's fireball just now.

He Xiaoming was a little surprised to see that Ning Ruoxi was fine. He was a little too excited just now, so he threw another fireball after Cang Yun flew out of the ring.

After throwing the fireball, He Xiaoming actually felt regretful, but it was too late for him to stop. Ning Ruoxi was with Cang Yun, and there was a high probability that he would be injured by mistake.

"How could it be that you are not hurt at all?" When He Xiaoming saw Ning Ruoxi who was unharmed, he was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hiss~ This woman's aura is only that of a Nascent Soul, huh? No, a Spiritual Transformation? That doesn't seem right either..."

"The key is that she was able to block He Xiaoming's attack containing the power of fire with just the ice attribute spiritual power barrier!"

(The power of fire, the power of ice, etc. are all the power of Tao.)
"She's not wearing the academy uniform, so isn't she a disciple of the academy?"

"..."

"Are you blind? Don't you see there is someone here?" Ning Ruoxi said coldly to He Xiaoming.

He Xiaoming was furious. He was in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm after all, but he was scolded by someone in the early stage of the Spiritualization Realm? Was this reasonable?
"So what if you saw it? I did it on purpose."

"Very good!" Ning Ruoxi stepped over Cang Yun and walked onto the stage step by step.

"What does this woman want to do? Does she want to compete with He Xiaoming?"

"It seems so. She is not practicing Confucianism or Taoism. Which branch is she from?"

"I do not know!"

"The conflict is getting worse and worse. Hurry up and find the deacon elders!"

"..."

He Xiaoming didn't expect Ning Ruoxi to dare to go on the stage. Is she really not afraid of him at all?
"Can we kill people on this stage?" Ning Ruoxi asked the disciples below the stage.

"No, the academy has a rule that fellow students cannot be killed."

Ning Ruoxi nodded thoughtfully, and looked at He Xiaoming with murderous eyes, "This is the rule of your Qinglong Academy. I am not a disciple of Qinglong Academy, so I can... kill people!"