Standing on the high platform, Tang Feng's remaining three giant sword disciples swept over and said in a cold voice: "Next one!"

  Although the voice was not loud, it suppressed the thunderous applause.

  On the platform, Tianxiu and the four elders slowly sat back in their chairs, all of them excited to the point of being unable to contain themselves. Han Rou looked at Lin Ruoyun and said: "Elder sister Lin, your nephew is actually so formidable, congratulations elder sister."

  Lin Ruoying laughed and shook her head, saying: "He's my nephew, Lin Ruoying's nephew, isn't he your nephew too?"

  As soon as this sentence came out, the other three elders, including the sect master Bai Suyi, all had a smile on their faces, and they felt relieved in their hearts.

  Tang Feng originally looked like that, they were crystal clear. Tang Feng's change was from the last time he was stabbed by Qin Xiaowen, then Bai Xiaolou moved into Yanliu Pavilion, his strength began to rise sharply.

  It was only a short month, yet it was enough to raise someone with no foundation at all to the Seventh Rank of Refining Qi, and not only that, but also easily defeat a Huang stage opponent whose realm far surpassed his own.

  The White Emperor City's teachings are indeed unparalleled in their subtlety, and it was only natural that the top talents of Tian Xiu would all arrive at this same conclusion.

  Now looking at Tang Feng again, Tian Xiu thinks that not only is he not annoying, but his face has also become more handsome, his smile more gentle, and his speech more elegant. Although he's only 15 years old, standing on the high platform makes him exude a strong masculine aura! In short, the more she looks at him, the more pleasing to the eye he becomes.

  What a pity, if Tang Feng were really a woman, that would be great! Bai Suzhi couldn't help but think so in her heart. If he were a woman, then she could have taken him into Tianxiu. Who doesn't make mistakes when they're young? It seems that after Qin Xiaowei stabbed him with a sword, he suddenly became mature and grew up.

  After Tang Feng shouted, another green-shirted girl jumped up.

  The five women who came to the Giant Sword Sect this time, Ling'er's strength was the highest, reaching the upper level of the Yellow Stage. Next was the big-eyed beauty, who was at the middle level of the Yellow Stage. The remaining three were all at the lower level of the Yellow Stage.

  This green-shirted girl was one of them. She jumped onto the high platform, about ten feet away from Tang Feng, and remembered what the big-eyed beauty had said: "Whatever you do, don't let him make the first move, his swordsmanship is too tricky, you must take the initiative at the very beginning if you want to win."

  It was precisely because of this that the green-shirted girl, as soon as she stepped onto the stage, didn't even bother to greet anyone and instead let out a tender shout before launching her sword technique at Tang Feng.

  Tang Feng coldly laughed and instead of retreating, he advanced forward. His long sword thrust out in front of him, as if it was just a casual strike without any trace of swordsmanship.

  But it was this sword that forced the green-shirted girl to withdraw her move, because she knew that before her own sword could reach Tang Feng, he would have already stabbed his own abdomen.

  As she withdrew, the green-shirted girl took two steps back, dodging Tang Feng's attack. Before her feet were steady, the man opposite her stabbed out with his sword again, seemingly at random. She wanted to resist, but found herself unable to do so, and involuntarily retreated further back.

  It was like this for four or five times in a row. The green-shirted girl's heart was extremely anxious, and suddenly, she saw Tang Feng smile at her strangely.

  "What's so funny?" The green-shirted girl was both embarrassed and angry.

  Several giant sword door disciples next to her exclaimed: "Sister, don't retreat!"

  At the same time as she heard the voice, the green-shirted girl suddenly felt that her feet were empty, and her body fell backwards. It turned out that she had already been forced to the edge of the high platform by her opponent. Thinking about this didn't work either, because she had already fallen to the ground.

  It has been just a short ten years since she took office until now.

  "What's going on?" Tielu Hong looked bewildered.

  Not to mention the disciples of Tianxiu who were watching below, even those on the platform above looked bewildered. The high-ranking officials of Tianxiu were not far from Tang Feng, but neither were they close. Moreover, Tang Feng was facing away from them and exchanging blows with the green-robed girl. All they saw was Tang Feng brandishing his long sword back and forth, chasing his opponent backward like a shepherd driving ducks, and then the green-robed girl fell off the platform.

  Lin Ruo Yue smiled wryly: "I didn't see it clearly."

  Bai Suzi turned her head to glance at Bian Nanfeng, and smiled: "Young Master of the Minor Gate, the disciples of the Giant Sword Sect are too modest. They actually conceded defeat without a fight. Could it be that they have taken a liking to our Feng Er and intentionally yielded?"

  Bian Nanfeng held back a mouthful of stagnant air in his chest, although he also knew that Bai Susu's words had a bit of a "hitting someone when they're down" tone to them. However, since his own junior sister had lost so inexplicably just now, even he couldn't help but think of this possibility. Faced with Bai Susu's question, he could only force out a laugh, which was even uglier than crying.

  Below the stage, the applause that had just subsided suddenly surged up again. Those Tianxu disciples were all teary-eyed, and they actually regarded Tang Feng as a great hero. Among them, there were even many people who pulled the hands of their fellow disciples beside them: "Sister, pinch me quickly, am I dreaming?"

  Although Tang Feng had the precedent of winning against his opponent in the previous match, this time was different from before, it really shocked people's hearts and was too exciting. Especially for those Tian Xiu disciples who felt suffocated earlier, they only felt a moment of relief and exhilaration, and their hearts were extremely pleased.

  "Come on!" Tang Feng beckoned to the remaining two Giant Sword Sect disciples.

  The two remaining girls exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat intimidated and fearful, clearly the shadow of Tang Feng's earlier victory had cast a shadow over their young minds.

  But whether it's good fortune or bad luck, misfortune can't be avoided. One of the Giant Sword Sect disciples gritted his teeth and rushed up again.

  She assumed a vigilant and cautious posture, unsure whether it was better to strike first or let Tang Feng make the first move.

  "Don't be on guard." Tang Feng chuckled dryly, "Do you believe I can still chase you away like I did just now?"

  "If you have the ability, come on!" The giant sword door disciple said indignantly. As the saying goes, a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Although she is a woman, she still has backbone.

  "I'm going up." Tang Feng nodded bluntly, took three steps forward, and thrust his long sword. The giant sword disciple raised his giant sword to counterattack, but was forced to retreat a step before the move was even halfway through.

  Any move has its weaknesses, and people with good eyesight can discover the weaknesses and take advantage of them. Those with poor eyesight will only be amazed and unable to see the subtlety within.

  Tang Feng is now taking advantage of the giant sword sect disciple's movements, every sword strike forces her to retreat, or else she'll die!

  Below the stage, thousands of Tiān Xiù disciples suddenly clapped together, and as the applause echoed rhythmically, they shouted in unison: "Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw..."

  Every time the word "retreat" was shouted, the disciple of the Giant Sword Sect would obediently take two steps back, it felt like playing with a monkey, or playing with a puppet.

  After shouting seven or eight times, all of Tianxiu's disciples shouted in unison: "Down!"

  The disciple of the Giant Sword Sect indeed fell to the ground with a thud, getting up again with a red face and glaring at Tang Feng with eyes that seemed to want to devour him.