It wasn't until Ling'er fell off the high platform that the five Tianxiu and Bian Nanfeng let out a heavy sigh. The higher-ups of Tianxiu naturally hated Ling'er to death, but Bian Nanfeng, although also blaming Ling'er for being too ruthless, still turned his head and asked: "White Sect Master? This seems like just a sparring match between two sects' disciples, how did a man jump out? If I'm not mistaken, Tianxiu doesn't accept male disciples!"

  Bai Suzi's eyebrows furrowed, her expression extremely irritated. She thought to herself: I haven't even accused your disciple of trying to harm my Tianxu Sect's disciple, and yet you're biting back at me - what kind of logic is this?

  Lin Ruoyu snorted, pretending not to see, and sat back in her chair, taking a sip of tea while giving Tang Feng a thumbs up from under the table.

  "Bai Zongzhu, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Bian Nanfeng pressed on aggressively, earlier Tang Feng's kick was not light, Ling'er is now being supported by her fellow female disciple, but her face is pale yellow and she hasn't recovered yet.

  "There's nothing to explain." Tang Feng sneered, just about to mock him, but didn't expect Mo Liu Su to take over the conversation: "Indeed, there's nothing to explain, Tang Feng is also a Tian Xiu disciple!"

  Everyone was stunned and didn't know what Mo Liu Su's words meant. Bian Nanfeng burst out laughing: "When did Tian Xiu break his own rules and start accepting male disciples?"

  "Tian Xiu didn't break his own rules." Mo Liu Su stood beside Tang Feng, glanced at him secretly, and a flush rose to her cheeks. Her voice was soft but firm as she said, "Because Tang Feng is Tian Xiu's registered disciple!"

  "When did I become a formal disciple? How come I didn't know? It's really not right, none of you even notified me!" Tang Feng asked in a soft voice.

  Mo Liu Su didn't respond to him, and instead turned towards the high platform and said weakly: "As early as last year, Master had already betrothed Mo Liu Su to... Tang Feng. According to Tian Xiu Gate's rules, whoever marries a Tian Xiu inner sect disciple will become a registered disciple of Tian Xiu!"

  Mo Liu Su's face turned bright red as she said these words! Tang Feng's mouth was wide open beside her, his chin almost dropping to the ground.

  Lin Ruo Yu had just taken a sip of tea, and after hearing this sentence, she suddenly spat out all the tea water with a "pu" sound.

  Several high-ranking officials had strange expressions on their faces.

  The group of Tiān Xiù disciples who were watching the battle fell silent, occasionally glancing at Tang Feng and then at Mò Liú Sū, as if they could see the outcome from their faces.

  Tang Feng suddenly remembered that Tian Xiu indeed had such a rule. Any man who married an inner sect disciple would have his name registered in Tian Xiu, and would be considered as having the identity of a named disciple.

  "Is this really happening?" Bian Nanfeng's face sank, and he turned to ask Bai Suyi. He had been very concerned about Mo Liuxu, who not only had good qualifications, a good heart, but also a first-class appearance. But he didn't expect that this delicate flower would actually be snatched away by someone else first, how could he bear it?

  Bai Su-yi was indeed the mastermind, and her mind worked faster. She heard Bian Nanfeng's inquiry and quickly nodded: "It is precisely because of this reason that I cannot agree to the conditions of the alliance proposed by the Young Master earlier!"

  "Alright, alright!" Bian Nanfeng naturally wouldn't believe such a childish excuse. He was well aware of Tang Feng's identity. Tian Xiu would never marry off the number one core disciple to him. Although he understood this, Bian Nanfeng was still furious. "A mere named disciple! You dare to step onto the stage with only a seventh-grade cultivation level? I'd like to see how you can win against my few female fellow disciples! The previous spar counted as a loss for Ling'er, my fellow disciple!"

  Tang Feng has saved Mo Liu Su by going on stage, which means he must face the other giant sword door disciples unless he admits defeat.

  Bian Nanfeng sneered in his heart, just a small fry of the seventh rank of Lianhua Island. Any of his senior sisters could easily teach him a lesson if they went on stage. He was able to kick Ling'er down just now, but that was only because he had taken advantage of her carelessness. Fine, let him learn a lesson.

  At this point, Nan Feng gave a wink to several female disciples below.

  Tang Feng was already a 6th rank Refiner when he killed the Liu family's high-ranking member, and after condensing his yin soul and cultivating for these days, he had just advanced to 7th rank Refiner.

  After a moment of silence, Tang Feng coughed and somewhat awkwardly asked Mo Liu Su: "Sister, can I borrow your sword for a bit? I don't have any weapons on me."

  Mo Liu Su's face was flushed with fever, and she gently handed her sword to Tang Feng, instructing him: "Just put on a show and then come down, you're not their match."

  Mo Liu Su now also felt a bit embarrassed, in front of all the Tian Xiu high-ranking officials, and nearly a thousand onlookers who were second- and third-generation disciples of Tian Xiu, she had said such bold words. Although it was also to help the sect regain its reputation, but she really hadn't thought that she would be so bold.

  Feeling the gaze of hundreds and thousands of eyes, Mo Liu Su was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground to hide in, especially when facing Tang Feng, she didn't know how she still had the strength to stand here.

  "Oh." Tang Feng nodded, "Sister, you go down, I'm going to start fighting now."

  After Mo Liu Su left, a giant sword sect disciple jumped onto the high platform with a huge sword on his back, staring at Tang Feng with a fierce gaze. This giant sword sect disciple had very large eyes that were full of spirit, and when he glared at people, it was quite intimidating. Although her strength couldn't compare to Ling Er's, she also had mid-grade yellow rank cultivation.

  Ling'er's injury was not serious, but she was still furious that this man had ambushed her. Adding to that was Bian Nanfeng's earlier insinuation, and she decided that later on, she would definitely humiliate this man severely.

  Tang Feng held his sword in one hand and glared back at her: "What are you looking at?"

  "Fight!" The beautiful woman with big eyes shouted angrily, her hands grasping the giant sword and smashing it towards Tang Feng.

  "You're still not humble!" Tang Feng's long sword swept out, the tip of the blade pressing against the heavy sword of his opponent, and with a slight exertion of force, the majestic and beautiful woman with fierce eyes was pushed back.

  This disciple of the Giant Sword Sect was somewhat dazed, she didn't know how her strength hadn't been fully unleashed yet and she was forced back, with a stomp of her foot, she charged at Tang Feng again.

  Tang Feng dodged the attack with a swift movement of her feet and countered with a long sword, striking back at her opponent's center.

  The beautiful woman with big eyes looked at Tang Feng in doubt, her expression also becoming serious. Although she didn't know what method he had used, this one move alone was not to be underestimated.

  With a burst of aura, she unleashed her Overlord Killing Sword Technique, and a fierce gust of wind shot towards Tang Feng.

  Tang Feng had never been accustomed to using a sword in his past life or this one. As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he used hidden weapons instead, so how could he possibly practice any sword techniques? However, he had an advantage that others did not: no matter what move he saw, he could remember it after just one glance, and not only that, but he could also find its weaknesses.

  Facing the attack of this giant sword sect disciple, Tang Feng swiftly unfolded his Xiu Shui Sword Art, relying solely on his footwork to dodge and weave around her.

  On the high platform, the Tianyi High School students who were initially worried about Tang Feng's performance relaxed their furrowed brows as they saw him counterattack twice in a row. The technique he used to instantly find his opponent's weakness was too exquisite, and with this move alone, even if Tang Feng wasn't very strong, he could hold on for a moment, and even if he lost in the end, he would still save face.

  However, after Tang Feng displayed his swordsmanship, the relaxed eyebrows of the Tianxiu high-levels furrowed again, and the more they furrowed, the deeper they became, gradually solidifying into a river character!

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