Chapter 416 The Conference Ends

If people had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed such an unexpected result. At this moment, the sound of sighing surged among the crowd like a tide, and it lasted for a long time.

Even though the competition was over, many spectators were still immersed in the shocking aftermath of the subversive ending. They were whispering to each other, full of replays and emotions about the competition.

On the stands, Lei Zun's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. The corners of his mouth, which had originally been slightly raised due to self-satisfaction, had now collapsed into a cold and hard arc. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white.

Lei Zun never expected that Feng Qing'er, who he had high hopes for and regarded as his trump card, would be defeated miserably. He originally hoped that through this four-sided pavilion competition, he could defeat the Xingyun Pavilion, which was in full swing, and enhance the reputation of Fenglei Pavilion.

However, things went against their wishes. Feng Qing'er, as a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan, was defeated by Mu Qingluan of the Heavenly Luan clan, and instead became a "stepping stone" for the fame of the Xingyun Pavilion, making it even more famous.

In the future, in the competition between the various pavilions, Fenglei Pavilion may be inferior to others. How could Lei Zun not be angry, annoyed, and regretful?

What worried Lei Zun even more was that if the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan knew the result today, he knew that he would not be able to stay out of it.

Feng Qing'er not only has the blood of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, but her image also represents the dignity of the entire clan. This tragic defeat, especially the defeat in the duel with Mu Qingluan, the descendant of the Heavenly Luan clan who is also a demon beast clan, was undoubtedly a loud slap in the face to the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan in full view of the public.

The arrogant masters of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan have always been arrogant, so how could they tolerate such a shameful thing? As the person involved, Feng Qing'er will definitely not escape severe punishment.

As for Venerable Lei, as Feng Qing'er's master, he is undoubtedly the "culprit" in the eyes of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. In their opinion, it must be that his teaching as a master was wrong, otherwise, with the noble bloodline of the Sky Demon Phoenix, Feng Qing'er should have won the game and would never have been defeated by the Tianluan lineage.

At that time, Venerable Lei would either face the cold eyes and cold words of the big men in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, or be questioned and asked for an explanation. Anyway, there would definitely be no good ending.

"Your Excellency Lei, now that the competition is over, as the organizer of this Sifang Pavilion competition, it is time for you to announce the results of the competition." At this time, Xiao Ling's voice sounded on the side, slowly reaching Venerable Lei's ears, pulling him back from his messy thoughts.

Venerable Lei tilted his head and looked not far away, only to see Xiao Ling staring at him with a half-smile, as if he had seen through his inner embarrassment and unwillingness, and Venerable Lei suddenly felt angry.

But when he thought about the other party's identity as an eighth-grade alchemist and the complicated forces behind him, he had to suppress his anger, and forced a smile on his face, nodded and said: "Master Xiao Ling is right, I was really distracted before, I'm ashamed."

After speaking, he didn't continue to talk to Xiao Ling, and cast his eyes on the competition square. He first glanced at Feng Qing'er, who was in a state of embarrassment at this time, with Mu Qingluan holding her throat with a long sword, and sighed in his heart.

After a brief pause, Venerable Lei looked around, and under the focus of everyone's blazing eyes, he cleared his throat and announced loudly: "I declare that the final winner of this Four-sided Pavilion Competition is Xingyun Pavilion, Mu Qingluan!"

With the voice of Venerable Lei, which was wrapped in a powerful fighting spirit, it was like the sound of a huge bell, echoing slowly over the square. The square, which was originally like a quiet dead water with only subtle whispers, suddenly became like a gunpowder barrel that was lit, and it became lively with a "boom".

In an instant, the cheers were like surging waves, one after another, rolling up and continuous. Some people shouted at the top of their voices, and the sound was high and passionate, piercing the sky; some people applauded excitedly, and the "crackling" applause was like dense drum beats, sounding together, and converging into an exciting movement.

Everyone was immersed in the afterglow of the wonderful duel, and with full enthusiasm, they put a warm end to this ups and downs and amazing reversals.

As Lei Zun finished speaking, Mu Qingluan's tense expression finally relaxed, and a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, revealing the joy of victory and the relief after exhaustion.

She raised her hand lightly and slowly retracted the long sword against Feng Qing'er's throat. With a "clang", the sharp blade was sheathed, neat and clean.

Then, she lightly tapped the ring with her fingertips, and a flash of light flashed, and a pill appeared in her palm, with a bright and lustrous luster flowing on it.

Mu Qingluan raised her head and put the pill into her mouth. The pill melted in her mouth. In an instant, a warm current like a smart silk thread wandered and spread in the meridians, and the dried-up Dou Qi spring was quickly filled as if it was watered by sweet rain.

The body, which was exhausted and weak due to the fierce battle, recovered its energy and spirit in an instant, and its state was close to the peak state before the battle.

The effect of the seventh-grade elixir was immediate and obvious.

As soon as the deadly sword was withdrawn, Feng Qing'er felt the chill in her throat dissipate. She held her breath, supported herself with both hands, and barely stood up from the ground with great effort.

After standing firmly on her feet, she looked up and saw Mu Qingluan's fingertips lightly twisting, and a seventh-grade elixir appeared in her palm. She looked so casual, as if she had taken out nothing but an ordinary object.

Then, she looked up and swallowed the elixir. After the elixir entered her mouth, the aura around her body actually recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Feng Qing'er's phoenix eyes shrank slightly in an instant, full of astonishment and disbelief.

In her opinion, the seventh-grade elixir is extremely precious. Even though she is from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and has a deep foundation, she still treasures this high-grade elixir. She will never use it easily unless she is seriously injured and dying or at a critical juncture.

Now Mu Qingluan used it to restore Dou Qi so casually, how could she not be amazed, and thought to herself: "This Mu Qingluan is too generous. Does she eat the seventh-grade elixir as candy?"

However, Feng Qing'er suddenly understood after a thought. Xingyun Pavilion now has a real eighth-grade alchemist in charge. Such a person has a profound attainment in alchemy, and the elixirs he refines are all precious. The seventh-grade elixir is nothing to him.

As the eldest sister of Xingyun Pavilion and the direct disciple of Feng Zun, Mu Qingluan will represent Xingyun Pavilion in the Four-sided Pavilion Competition this time. The whole pavilion will definitely support her. How could Master Xiao Ling not prepare enough elixirs for her? In this way, Mu Qingluan's casual use of the seventh-grade elixir can be justified.

Thinking about this, Feng Qing'er looked at Mu Qingluan with envy quietly growing in her eyes. If she could have such a close and good relationship with the eighth-grade alchemist, she would be able to avoid many bumps and countless detours on the road of cultivation.

Mu Qingluan's current cultivation level can actually surpass her own. If she looks into the root cause, it is inevitable that the rare elixirs refined by Master Xiao Ling are behind her. Otherwise, with the talent of Mu Qingluan's Tianluan clan, she would not be able to surpass herself as a Heavenly Demon Phoenix.

Thinking of this, Feng Qing'er suddenly glanced at the seat where Xiao Ling was sitting.

She had heard a lot of rumors about Xiao Ling, but this was the first time she saw him in person. Because of the competition before, she only took a quick glance and didn't pay much attention to him. Now that she looked at him so seriously, Feng Qing'er couldn't help but be slightly startled.

The man was so handsome, his face was like a finely carved jade, with smooth and perfect lines, sword-like eyebrows, deep eyes that seemed to hide the bright stars, a high nose bridge, and red lips. Each of his facial features was perfect when taken alone, and when combined together, they complemented each other, revealing an irresistible charm.

Even with Feng Qing'er's extremely picky eyes, Xiao Ling's appearance was really perfect and impeccable, and there was not even a trace of flaw.

And when she thought of Xiao Ling's terrifying talent and his current achievements, she couldn't help but secretly smack her lips. Even Feng Qing'er, who was so proud, couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Feng Qing'er had also seen the young generation with direct bloodline in the Tian Yao Huang clan several times. With their extremely high blood purity and the support of the elders in high positions in the clan, they made rapid progress in their cultivation, leaving people with collateral bloodline like her far behind.

In Feng Qing'er's opinion, perhaps only those who were blessed with direct bloodline could barely be compared with Xiao Ling, a genius with extraordinary talent, and stand on the same level to compete with each other.

Xiao Ling's perception was so sharp that as soon as Feng Qing'er's gaze touched him, he felt something in his heart and immediately turned his head to look at where Feng Qing'er was.

In an instant, the two pairs of eyes met quietly in the air. Xiao Ling's eyes were like a deep pool, and the depth showed a clear understanding of everything. Feng Qing'er's phoenix eyes seemed to contain complex emotions, with astonishment, envy, and a hint of self-abasement.

When Xiao Ling saw that the person looking at him was Feng Qing'er, his eyebrows raised slightly, and then his thin lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint but warm smile.

Feng Qing'er was shocked when she saw this, and was full of confusion. She wondered why Xiao Ling was so kind to her. Her mind was full of thoughts, but she couldn't find the answer for a while.

After a short moment of daze, she instinctively nodded her chin as a response, and then she looked away like a panicked bird. A faint blush quietly appeared on her cheek, just like the clouds in the sky, faintly revealing her inner embarrassment and shyness.

Feng Qing'er calmed down, and then she lightly tapped the ring with her bare hands. A faint light flashed, and several fifth-grade healing pills appeared in her palm, with a bright and shiny luster and a faint fragrance.

She didn't care about much, raised her hand and put the pill into her mouth. The pill melted in her mouth and turned into a few strands of warm medicinal power, helping her to repair the injuries after the fierce battle.

"Tsk tsk, Master Xiao Ling, your charm is really amazing! But just a glance at the little girl can make people blush and their hearts beat fast. This method is really admirable!"

Medusa watched the interaction between Xiao Ling and Feng Qing'er from the side, and said in a yin and yang tone. Although there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, the smile was chilly, which made Xiao Ling feel cold behind his back.

"Don't tease me! I just finished the fight and haven't even caught my breath yet. How could it be what you think? Do you really think I'm a human succubus? I don't have the ability you said."

Xiao Ling calmed down and glanced at Medusa casually. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His tone was a bit careless. He just responded casually, with a calm expression and no embarrassment.

After hearing this, Medusa's mouth corners slightly turned down, and a trace of disdain flashed across her delicate face. She secretly complained in her heart, don't you have enough girls to provoke? Do you really think that others are blind and can't see it? Every time you put on this innocent look, you don't feel disgusted!

But this full of complaints was finally suppressed by her tongue, and only turned into a light hum in her nose, and she didn't say anything.

"Brother, how do you see my performance? It's amazing, right? That Feng Qing'er is not my opponent at all, and I solved it casually!"

At this time, Mu Qingluan flapped a pair of blue wings and landed lightly on the seat. His face was filled with the joy and pride of victory. He stepped forward, took Xiao Ling's arm, and shook it. He looked like a child begging for praise, his eyes were bright, full of expectation of praise, and his words were filled with uncontrollable elation.

"Haha, this time is indeed worthy of praise. Feng Qing'er is not an easy person. Most Douzongs below five stars cannot take advantage of her. But Qingluan, you can defeat her. You are indeed very good. ." Xiao Ling had a gentle smile on his face, with sincere relief in his eyes, and his voice was calm and calm.

Xiao Ling stretched out his palm and gently rubbed Mu Qingluan's head. The smile on his lips became wider, and then said: "When we return to Xingyun Pavilion, senior brother, I will definitely prepare some good things for you. Consider it your reward for winning the Sifang Pavilion Competition this time.”

"Thank you, senior brother. Senior brother is indeed the best to me!" Mu Qingluan's eyebrows were curved, the corners of her lips were grinning, and the smile spread from the bottom of her eyes to the tips of her eyebrows, just like the flowers blooming on the branches in spring, full of beauty and joy. .

Before she finished speaking, she leaned forward, raised her hand and gently pulled on Xiao Ling's sleeve to gain strength, stepped closer, and gave Xiao Ling a crisp "bah" on his cheek.

Zi Yan on the side frowned slightly when she saw Mu Qingluan and Xiao Ling being so close, and there seemed to be an unknown fire rising in her heart.

She stepped forward, stretched out her arm, and stopped in front of Xiao Ling unceremoniously. She used her palms to push Mu Qingluan away until they were separated by a distance, and then she gave up.

"Humph," Zi Yan raised her chin, her face full of arrogance, "Don't forget, if I hadn't given all my money to teach you the secret technique of our clan, otherwise you would have relied on your own strength. If I want to win against Feng Qing'er, I'm sure it's still up in the air. The outcome is unknown!

"Hehe, sister Zi Yan, thank you for teaching me that trick!" Seeing Zi Yan's arrogant face and the look of asking for credit, Mu Qingluan smiled playfully, clasped her hands together and waved her head slightly. He was crooked and stuck out his tongue playfully, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, and the previous joy of victory now added a bit of liveliness and cuteness.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." When Zi Yan saw this, she put her hands neatly on her waist, straightened her waist, tilted her head to the side arrogantly, and squeezed out a cold snort from her nose.

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Not far away, Feng Qing'er was flying towards the direction of Venerable Lei. At this moment, the corner of her eye caught the intimate scene between Xiao Ling and Mu Qingluan. Her pupils shrank slightly and her figure instantly changed. stiff.

Her eyes flickered, and thoughts came to her mind in succession, but after a moment, all the thoughts were twisted into a definite "result".

"Okay, Mu Qingluan!" Feng Qing'er gritted her teeth secretly, her heart filled with resentment and disdain, "I said that there seems to be no bottleneck in my cultivation. I have risen so fast. I foolishly thought it was Xingyun Pavilion's full cultivation. After a long time of fuss, he actually betrayed his lust to hook up with Xiao Ling, an eighth-level alchemist!"

Her chest heaved violently, and her face was full of shame, anger and unwillingness. "I lost to such a shameless behavior to such a person. I really can't swallow this breath. I'm so cowardly!"

After saying this, Feng Qing'er's clenched fists turned white with her knuckles from the exertion, and her cheeks were flushed with anger.

Feng Qing'er gritted her teeth and looked away bitterly, no longer looking at the situation on Xiao Ling's side. She took a deep breath to calm down the complex emotions surging in her chest, then tapped her toes, and her figure disappeared into the group of people in Fenglei Pavilion in a few flashes.

"Hey, Qing'er," Master Lei frowned slightly when he saw Feng Qing'er returning, and sighed worriedly, "What happened in the Sifang Pavilion Competition, I'm afraid it won't be long before your family will... Knowing the situation, I'm afraid we will all be punished."

After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qing'er, his eyes full of concern and helplessness, as if he was also thinking about how to deal with it.

After hearing the words of Lord Lei, Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with light, like complex ripples appearing on the surface of a lake when it was lightly struck by a stone. But in an instant, she tilted her head, pursed her lips tightly, and said no more words.

But her heart felt like it was being pressed down by a heavy stone, dull and helpless. How could she not know that if today's defeat was passed down to the family, especially if she lost to Tian Luan, who was inferior to Tian Yaohuang in every aspect? What awaits me is the harsh criticism of the elders of the clan, the sideways glances of my peers, and being trapped in the quagmire of public opinion and punishment. I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape from it in the future.

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"The Sifang Pavilion competition has come to an end. I will not stay here for a long time. Everyone, we will meet again someday if we have the chance!"

After Master Jian finished speaking, he firmly arched his hands towards Xiao Ling and Master Lei, saluted, and suddenly waved his arm. The fighting energy around him surged out like a surging tide, and in an instant he condensed into a sword. A majestic giant sword.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the figure of the Sword Master swaying slightly, flickering like a phantom. In the next moment, he was already standing firmly on the golden giant sword transformed by fighting spirit. His clothes were fierce, his appearance was outstanding, and he was very powerful. Riding the wind.

Upon seeing this, Tang Ying jumped up and quickly followed behind Master Jian. After the two of them stood firmly on the golden giant sword, the Sword Master gave a soft drink, and saw the golden giant sword glowing brightly, turning into a stream of light rising into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it completely disappeared in the sky. into everyone's sight. (End of chapter)