Li Sha's swordsmanship is also well-known in the outer sect. He directly swung a wind blade, turning into a phantom, to meet Wujiao's scarlet sword.

The two put out all their strengths, and they fought together in an instant. The disciples who watched were thrilled and exclaimed repeatedly, sighing when they could become so strong!

Wujiao and Li Sha are equal in strength, and they are indistinguishable for a while, but unfortunately, Wujiao is the body of a monster, with bewildering eyes, and when it is used at a critical moment, it is a lore skill!

Sure enough, as Lin Yi expected, when the battle was in full swing, while Li Sha was concentrating on resisting the sword technique, Wujiao's eyes suddenly changed and turned red, which was very terrifying.

The moment Li Sha met these eyes, he was struck by lightning, and his whole body froze, as if he had left the world. When he woke up, Wujiao's feet had already kicked Li Sha's chest.

With a plop, Li Sha's body flew out and landed on the stage of the competition, losing!

"It's really impossible to guard against this demon girl's winking technique!" Li Sha obviously knew Wujiao's secret technique, but he still couldn't guard against it and could only admit defeat.

"Winner, Wujiao!" Chen Changsheng said blankly, "Next!"

No one moved, Lin Yi didn't bother to go up at all, he didn't care about the ranking competition at all, and Feng Lezheng and He Yiming were naturally a little jealous of Wujiao.

A proud and charming smile appeared on Wujiao's face, "Could it be that I took He Yiming for a moment and left in frustration, not daring to refute Meng Hao's judgment.

Feng Le was frowning. He knew that he might be in danger, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump onto the stage, "Please..."

"Get out!" Meng Hao shook his head, said calmly, and sentenced Feng Lezheng to death without any action.

Feng Lezheng was obviously taken aback. He worked hard for a year, but he didn't expect to get this result. He suddenly became angry, "Brother, you haven't tried my sword yet, how do you know I'm not qualified!"

Meng Hao sneered, "During the assessment last year, I tried your swordsmanship. I saw you fighting with others just now, and there was no progress at all. It was a waste of my time!"

Feng Lezheng gritted his teeth, "I..."

"I don't accept it!" Feng Lezheng shouted suddenly, and the sword in his hand came out impressively, and he slashed at Meng Hao full of murderous intent, his eyes were crazy.

Meng Hao's eyes turned cold, "You're courting death!"

The wooden sword flicked and stabbed straight out. Meng Hao's strength was so strong that the wooden sword knocked away Feng Lezheng's attack in an instant, and then slapped Feng Lezheng hard on the chest.

"Pfft..." Feng Le was spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the bottom of the competition stage, which was horrible.

"Next time, I'll just abolish you, get out!" Meng Hao was obviously a little angry.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, "Feng Lezheng is really looking for death, I'm afraid he will never have the chance to enter the inner sect again!"

"Hey, if you can't pass this time, then keep working hard. Come again next year. How dare you disobey Senior Brother Jianjian? You're courting death!"

Others don't understand, Feng Le is working hard for a year, but the pain of being rejected by Meng Hao!