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Su Xiruo promptly replied: "Father, this person is extremely alert, his daughter is useless, it is really hard to get close to him. My daughter will definitely think of a way to go to the Spirit Beast Mountain Range and kill one of them! "

"Xiruo." Poison Sovereign stared at her, as if she could see the panic in her expression, "I don't want you to lie to father and delay time on purpose!"

"Daughter doesn't dare!" Su Xiruo said as he defended himself with his head lowered.

Then, Poison Sovereign realized that his attitude seemed to have changed too quickly, and he revealed a smile again: "Alright, Xiruo, father is joking with you, why are you so nervous?"

Only then did Su Xiruo let out a breath of relief, "Daughter is just worried that father won't believe Daughter, and that's why I'm worried."

"Father naturally believes in you. In the future, if Father is no longer here, this entire Poison Sect will be handed over to you. Cough cough …" The Poison Sovereign started to cough again.

"Father." Su Xiruo lightly patted Poison Sovereign's back, suddenly, for some reason, the moment her finger bones touched Poison Sovereign's body, she discovered something strange!

That's not right. Why is it that my father's aura is extremely stable? He doesn't seem like a dying patient at all!

At this moment, he suddenly recalled what Yun Qian had told him before.

"In my opinion, most people request for this kind of high level Beast Core and they also need to specify the attributes. Generally speaking, it is not to save lives, but to increase their strength!"

Of course, if that was the case, Su Xiruo did not dare to ask about it. He shook his head slightly, reminding himself that he should not be so suspicious of his father, and hid it deep in his heart.

Poison Sovereign did not notice the change in Su Xiruo's expression, and asked: "How are your preparations for this competition?"

Su Xiruo truthfully said: "This time, there's an opponent with five star Spirit Monarch who is also a Poison Master. To me, there's still a bit of pressure, but my daughter will definitely give it her all!"

"Heh, it sounds quite capable." Poison Sovereign laughed disapprovingly, "But Father believes in you, this is nothing difficult for you."

"Yes." Su Xiruo only responded with one word, but he had already made up his mind.

With regards to the Beast Core, she was indeed in a difficult situation and didn't know what to do. However, Flying Feather was something that she could fight for herself, so no matter what, she had to get it back for her father!

Then, the Poison Sovereign said: "After the competition, return to the Poison Sect after getting the Beast Core. There's no need to waste anymore time in the outside world, understand?"

"Daughter knows." Su Xiruo could only agree, "Father should rest well, it's time for daughter to return."

"En, you can go now!"

Poison Sovereign waved his hand and watched as she turned around to leave.

This so-called daughter of his seemed to have some ulterior motives. This time, it all depended on her own performance. If she performed well, she would leave it at that. If she let him down, then she would not let him off!

The next day.

Su Xiruo arrived at the Duel Yard early, and noticed that today's Duel Yard was extremely lively. The students were all watching from the center of the stage, and just as he got a little closer, he sensed a dense Spiritual Strength fluctuation, which came from the stage.

Who could have attracted so many people to watch?

So, Su Xiruo went over, but because there were too many people, there were three levels inside, and three levels on the outside. He could not see the situation on the stage, and could only see the black mass of heads.

Therefore, Su Xiruo could only ask the ordinary student at the side: "On this stage, which two people are fighting?"

The student looked extremely excited. "You don't even know this? It's Senior Brother Shen Shangjing and Senior Brother Long Mochen who are exchanging pointers. These two people are the two most powerful students in our Mercenary Academy, but they actually managed to get together today.

Shen Shangjing, Long Mochen... These two names, to Su Xiruo, were relatively familiar. The two of them both had five star Spirit Monarch, and Long Mochen, might very well be his biggest opponent in the tournament!

Immediately, this match piqued Su Xiruo's curiosity enough, but looking at the black mass of heads, she could not help but let out a sigh. She squeezed through the crowd and leapt onto another stage, barely able to see the scene before her.

The figure of a black and a white figure were standing on the stage, the battle was intense, the normally gentle and refined Shen Shangjing, when used, was extremely decisive.

A ball of flame struck Long Mochen's sleeves, but Long Mochen's expression did not change, the purplish black Spiritual Strength instantly melted the ball of fire, and the Poison Miasma lightly pushed aside, pulling away from Shen Shangjing.

Following that, the two weapons clashed, and the Spiritual Strength vibrated for a while. The people below the stage all retreated a bit, afraid that they would be affected by the energy.

Behind Long Mochen, a few purplish black figures flew out, instantly turning into sharp blades that shot out.

Shen Shangjing quickly retreated backwards, the blade in his hand drew a red streak in the air, the scorching hot light blade instantly cut apart the purplish black silhouette, and seized the opportunity to chase up to Long Mochen. That speed was so fast that no one who was watching had been able to react.

In the next second, Long Mochen's figure disappeared, and instantly appeared behind Shen Shangjing. When Shen Shangjing turned his head, the Spiritual Skill had made a surprise attack, and even the sky had darkened slightly.

Shen Shangjing was also unwilling to be outdone, the red Spiritual Skill wrapped the blade inside, and with a leap, the two sets of Spiritual Strength gently touched in the air, causing it to tremble, and with a huge sound, it swept past, causing the two of them to retreat a few steps.

Long Mochen kept his weapon and slowly walked forward, his face full of smiles: "Brother Chen, your Spiritual Strength has increased by quite a bit."

"How can I compare to you?" Shen Shangjing smiled.

Who would have thought that when Long Mochen got closer, Shen Shangjing once again brandished his blade, approaching Long Mochen's face, and slashed down with the blade, but discovered that he had only struck an afterimage.

Not good!

In the next second, the ice cold blade was already at his neck. He turned around and saw Long Mochen standing behind him, unharmed.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed. Shen Shangjing could not help but praise them: "Mo Chen, looks like I need to work harder."

Although this Long Mochen had entered the Mercenary Academy one year after him, she had extremely good talent. In just a short year, she had smoothly entered the Senior Class, and her strength quickly caught up to his, an old student.

In the past two years, the two of them have always viewed each other as their only competition, and their powers were always on par, but now, Long Mochen had also started to pull apart the gap between them.

"Brother Chen is too polite." Long Mochen kept his weapon, and ignoring the looks of worship from the disciples below, he followed Shen Shangjing and left the stage.

Not far away, Su Xiruo saw the entire scene from before. In his heart, he had some idea how strong Long Mochen was.

That person's attack was incomparably steady, so steady that it was difficult for one to find a flaw. If it was an ordinary person, it would be very difficult to find any loophole in his attack.

Even Shen Shangjing was not his match, what's more, he was only a one star Spirit Monarch.

Su Xiruo gently curled up the phalanx of his fingers. It seemed that he would have to put in more effort in this last month.

Long Mochen and Shen Shangjing left the Duel Yard together, and continued to chat about the tournament.

"Mo Chen, have you heard that this time around, there are two students who have signed up for the Low Class?" Shen Shangjing was more curious about this question.

Long Mochen gave a noncommittal smile: "So what? A mere low-level student would not be able to create much of a change in the atmosphere. "

In his eyes, the students of the lower classes couldn't even be called opponents anymore. Even in Senior Class, they wouldn't be able to find many.

Unfortunately, Shen Shangjing had been a student for more than three years, and no longer had the qualifications to participate in the tournament this year. In the entire Mercenary Academy, most likely, only Shen Shangjing was worthy of his attention.

Furthermore, during last year's competition, he had lost to Shen Shangjing and was extremely unwilling. However, this year, he actually did not even have the chance to take revenge.

"Brother Mo Chen." At this time, Jin Se appeared in front of the two of them.