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Her spiritual energy was rapidly draining away, as if her body had a hole in it, and all her spiritual energy was rushing out of the hole.

The person opposite her was absorbing her spiritual power.

Zhuge Jian turned around, his face cold and stern. "Star Absorbing Technique!"

Huo Dongjun had never heard of any Star Absorbing Technique, only that Chang Xi's face was frighteningly pale, so he immediately rushed up and struck the man's arm with a palm.

The man was forced back half a step, and immediately tried to come back again.

Hua Sijin and Yan Feishuang stepped aside to block his path.

"It's just a competition. How could there be such a scoundrel as you in the Xuanmen? Absorbing other people's spiritual power, what kind of skill is that?" Yan Feishuang spat out disdainfully.

The man said matter-of-factly, "This is my technique, what's the problem? The rules don't say you can't use your own unique technique in a competition, do they?"

Zhuge Jian said coldly, "There is no such rule, but it violates the morality of cultivators."

Chang Xi's face turned deathly pale, and she only felt better after Huo Dongjun continuously poured spiritual energy into her body.

She scrutinized the person before her, and a bold guess suddenly formed in her mind: "Are you... the true god?"

The man's hand, which had been hanging by his side, paused noticeably before quickly returning to normal. "What did you say?"

"You're not," Chang Xi quickly dismissed the idea. "If you were the true god mentioned by the puppet and the Five Sacred Mountains Gods, you wouldn't be limited to this. You're more like the man in black in the T country hospital; are you all loyal to the same master?"

She didn't expect the man to answer her question; she just twisted her neck and said, "You don't need to answer. We can just hand you over to the police and find out who your mastermind is."

The six stood together for the first time, putting the competition aside. They could not let such scoundrels who harmed the Xuanmen sect and ordinary people get away.

Six different spiritual energies attacked simultaneously, catching the man off guard.

Chang Xi threw out a thousand copper coins at the right moment, binding his limbs and rendering him unable to move.

The Wudang disciples quickly stepped forward and took the person away.

Chang Xi instructed, "After delivering the person to Ji Rufeng, remember to retrieve my thousand-thread copper coins."

The disciple readily agreed and took the person away.

Zhuge Jian spoke up to remind them, "Can we resume the match now?"

"Of course," Chang Xi said before darting out first.

Zhuge Jian rushed up and blocked her way at almost the same time.

Yan Feishuang extended her hand in invitation, "It seems the Linglong Ball is no longer relevant for us. How about we have a little sparring?"

"It's an honor," Hua Sijin nodded slightly, her fingertips plucking the strings of the zither.

Huo Dongjun spread his arms to block Shen Kongming, "Master Liaowu, all desires lead to suffering, while non-desire leads to joy. You are attached to appearances."

Shen Kongming didn't care about being detached from desires and raised his hand to strike. "My master said that my six senses are not yet purified, so it's normal to have some desires. Mr. Huo, do you want to be my protector?"

"Chang Xi doesn't need my protection," Huo Dongjun laughed. "He just wants to spar with Master Liaowu."

No wonder Chang Xi always told him to practice a few more times before he would get it.

The experience gained from actual combat is far more profound than memorizing some incantations. Huo Dongjun can now act at will without even having to consciously think about those incantations, which is more than enough to deal with the situation.

Zhuge Jian and Chang Xi were locked in a fierce battle over the exquisite ball.

Chang Xi gripped the ribbon on the exquisite ball tightly. "Let's make a bet. If you lose, you have to call me 'Grandma' in front of everyone."

"I will not lose," Zhuge Jian squeezed out each word through gritted teeth. "If you lose, you will admit in front of everyone that you stole Wudang's Palm Thunder technique, and your skill will be crippled."

"That's ruthless," Chang Xi kicked him in the inside of the knee, then took advantage of the moment he bent over to flip over him and cut the ribbon in Zhuge Jian's hand with his sword.

He grabbed the other end and walked away quickly.

Zhuge Jian pursued relentlessly, and the two fought fiercely, their battle a spectacular display of skill and skill.

The camera follows Hongyan closely.

Hua Sijin was about to play again when Yan Feishuang's nine-section whip became entangled in the pipa, threatening to break the strings with a single pull.

"I admit defeat," Hua Sijin said, showing great tact.

"Thank you for your kind offer," Yan Feishuang said gently, taking off the nine-section whip without damaging the strings in the slightest.

"Alright, everyone's gone, stop fighting," Shen Kongming shook off Huo Dongjun's hand, his cassock disheveled.

Huo Dongjun wasn't in much better shape; his shirt had been torn open.

The people at the training ground had been waiting for a long time, and finally saw Zhuge Jian arrive at the training ground first, holding the exquisite ball.

"Senior brother won!"

"Senior brother won!"

Lu Wenli slapped his thigh. "Damn it, where is Master? Is he really going to cripple himself?"

The Gu family felt a chill run down their spines. Based on what they knew, self-criticism of martial arts was never a gentle outcome.

Chang Xi arrived shortly after.

"You lost," Zhuge Jian said, his eyes brimming with undisguised arrogance.

Chang Xi smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true."

Zhuge Jian's brow furrowed, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Chang Xi asked Qingxu, who was in the main seat, "Sect Leader! Is the person who brings back the complete Linglong Ball the ultimate winner?"

"Yes," Qingxu nodded.

That makes things easier.

She took out the silver sphere in her hand; it was the bell inside the exquisite ball.

Zhuge Jian suddenly realized and picked up the exquisite ball to take a look, and sure enough, it was empty.

What is this? A draw?

[If each person gets half, it's a draw. Zhuge Jian's exquisite ball isn't finished, so it doesn't count as a win.]

What? In the end, there was no result?

The Wudang elders looked at each other, and after discussing with the people sent by the Xuanmeng, they decided to have another match.

In this match, only Chang Xi and Zhuge Jian were present.

There is only one rule: only palm grenades can be used.

This is also to bring this incident of stealing someone's skills to a satisfactory conclusion.

However, everyone was quite exhausted today, so the match will have to be rescheduled for tomorrow.

Gu Qingfeng kept piling food into her bowl, saying, "Eat more, so you can finish off Zhuge Jian tomorrow."

Chang Xi grabbed his wrist to stop him, "That's enough, that's enough."

A glint of shrewdness flashed in her eyes, and she clenched her fist, asking in a low voice, "You haven't broken up with your girlfriend yet?"

"How did you know?" Gu Qingfeng asked, puzzled. He hadn't told anyone about his relationship with Qingqing.

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingheng frowned. She had reminded the second son last time, but he hadn't listened.

Chang Xi released his grip, nonchalantly, "It's nothing, it's just that you're about to die again."

"Huh?" Tang Wan panicked. "Is there really something wrong with that girl?"

Ran Qingqing looks like an ordinary girl.

What's going on? Is there something wrong with Gu Qingfeng's girlfriend?

[Gu Qingfeng is dying? I won't allow it! He's the husband I just fell for!]

[By the way, who is his girlfriend?]

"She's not my girlfriend," Gu Qingfeng explained. "She's gentle and kind. Maybe Chang Xi, you've mistaken her for someone else."

Chang Xi rolled her eyes at him, "He's already cheated on his girlfriend so badly he's practically an octopus, and you still call yourself gentle and kind."

Lu Wenli had a look on his face as if he had just heard some juicy gossip.

"Impossible!" Gu Qingfeng stood up abruptly, furious. "Even if you don't like Chang Xi, you can't slander her like this."

"How dare you talk to your sister like that?" Tang Wan said unhappily. "Why are you being so fierce?"

Enraged, Gu Qingfeng turned and left.