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The Defensive Light veil was cracked? The Third Elder freaked out and tried to form another one with her vital essence energy, but it was too late.

Whiz...

More than a dozen glacier blades survived the veil and they all landed on the Third Elder’s body, tearing apart her clothes. Blood started to flow out uncontrollably.

’Lifting a rock and accidentally dropping it on his foot’, the Third Elder was a perfect example of the meaning behind this saying.

Her ice blades were supposed to injure Qingfeng yet they had done their damage on her instead.

The female disciples on the sides of the arena were surprised. They didn’t expect their admirable Third Elder would actually suffer a loss during her own attack. What a joke!

"Third Elder, you lost," Qingfeng looked at her with a mocking laugh.

Compared to Qingfeng who was completely intact, the Third Elder was severely injured, which made the result pretty obvious

The Third Elder looked extremely frustrated after hearing what Qingfeng had said. He couldn’t believe that he was actually defeated by him.

The Hundred-Flower Palace’s Sect Master’s face also went blank. She assigned the Third Elder to be the Palace’s elder since she knew she had the powerm, yet she had just humiliated herself by getting hurt from her own attack.

The Third Elder felt humiliated since she could feel the ridiculing looks directed at her from the crowd. She left immediately since she didn’t have any face to stay there anymore.

She left Hongling whom she had attempted to help at the beginning on the spot since she was completely mortified.

"First round, Qingfeng won," the Hundred-Flower Palace’s Sect Master announced the winner even if she was highly reluctant.

After all, this was an open, public battle that was visible to all the audience members. There was no way to lie or fake anything.

"Woo-ohh, Qingfeng won," Little Cui happily exclaimed to Flower Fairy, who was sitting beside her.

Flower Fairy nodded with a blushing face. She could tell Qingfeng was definitely stronger than before in terms of both his fighting capacity and attack power.

Could a man undergo such a complete change in three days? Flower Fairy noticed that Qingfeng would always surprise her every time she met him. He was a magical man that could make miracles happen.

Meanwhile, Hongling’s face paled as if she had lost her family. She didn’t expect her guardian would be defeated, especially by Qingfeng.

"Hongling Mu, The Third Elder has lost. You should keep your word and leave the Palace," Qingfeng said to her with a faint smile.

Hongling freaked out since something she was fearing the most was happening to her.

"Please don’t make me leave! I can do anything you want," Hongling begged desperately.

Hongling had a strong attachment with the Hundred-Flower Palace. She was adopted by the people in the palace and grew up there since she was abandoned by her parents at a young age. She wouldn’t know what to do if she had to leave the Palace.

Qingfeng replied back to her after thinking for a second, "Well, you can stay here, but you have to be Flower Fairy’s maid and take care of her from now on."

Excuse me? Be Flower-Fairy’s maid?

Hongling’s expression grew angry as she sensed Qingfeng’s humiliating intentions.

She was the top disciple out of the other five in the Hundred-Flower Palace. Did Qingfeng just treat her like a dog and tell her to serve Flower-Fairy? Are you kidding me?

"Hongling, if you don’t want to, you can leave too," Qingfeng had no compassion for this type of woman.

"Alright, I’ll be Flower Fairy’s maid then," Hongling finally nodded reluctantly with a pale face.

She had to force herself to be Flower Fairy’s maid since she indeed didn’t want to leave the palace.

Honestly, she slightly regretted what she did since she knew she got herself into this situation. If she didn’t try to pick on Flower Fairy all the time, Qingfeng wouldn’t have forced her into becoming Flower Fairy’s maid.

"No way, is senior sister Hongling really going to be Flower Fairy’s maid?"

"Who can she blame but herself, huh? She was the one trying to challenge Qingfeng."

"Geez, what is that stupid man made out of? Why is he so powerful?"

All the female disciples couldn’t stop shivering after seeing what happened.

Hongling was the senior sister they admired. They all felt upset that she was beaten by Qingfeng so easily and was forced to become Flower Fairy’s maid.

The first round had ended and Qingfeng was the winner.

The second candidate going up onto the arena for the draw was Zhiruo Zhao--a girl in her early twenties. She had a delicate face, smooth skin, long hair and a slender figure.

She had a copper bell on her wrist that kept ringing whenever she walked, which was unexpectedly soothing.

Zhiruo arrived at the Hundred-Flower Palace and drew out a green bamboo stick with the name "Min Zhou" on it.

"Second round, Zhiruo v.s. Min Zhou," Hundred-Flower Palace’s Sect Master said.

Meanwhile, two women walked up to the stage at the same time. The tall, skinny one was Min Zhou, though she did have good breasts and a pretty face.

Indeed, all the ladies in the Hundred-Flower Palace had stunning-looking faces, way more beautiful than any other girls out there.

Min Zhou had a flute as her weapon. It was a forty-centimeter-long green bamboo flute.

Certainly, the flute wasn’t made of any other regular bamboo. Instead, it was made of Spiritual Bamboo, which grew by absorbing natural air that became tough and strong while carrying spiritual essence.

Min Zhou aligned her flute to her lips and blew it with a breath infused with her vital essence, making a pleasant tune.

In fact, some tricks were hidden in these enjoyable sounds. It caused a soundwave type attack on one’s spirit, which could cause people to undergo a mental breakdown, unlike the conventional self-cultivation attacks.

The spirit was known as the mental center of the brain, which was one of the most vulnerable parts of the body.

Zhiruo definitely knew how terrifying this spiritual attack was. She started to lift up the copper bell on her wrist and rang some melodious tones.

Meanwhile, the bell shot out a white stream of mental attack which clashed against the attack from the flute.

Spiritual attacks are invisible to human beings and could only be felt by those with tremendous mental stability, like Qingfeng.

Qingfeng could feel the subtle vibration like his soul was being hit by a stick. He could clearly feel the powerful mental energy between these two women.