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How could Ning Xiaolei not understand Lei Dong's thoughts? However, he did not care.    

    

Putting aside the fact that he had already crippled Lei Dong, even if he had used all of his strength, he still wouldn't be a match for Lin Yumeng and Ling Xiaoxiao.    

    

If he chose Xiao Yue and Shi Yun, the two ladies could have completely given up and not fought him.    

    

However, it was clear that Ning Xiaolei would not give him this opportunity. He would let Lin Yumeng and Ling Xiaoxiao take the initiative to challenge Lei Dong and kick him out of the competition.    

    

After admitting defeat, the match started once again.    

    

Aside from Lei Dong, Thundercloud Sect and the disciples at the other side, Shi Yun's gaze directly fell on him.    

    

"Come out, I want to challenge you."    

    

"You …"    

    

The Thundercloud Sect disciple was angered to the point that his face became extremely ugly. He was at the level of Early Lord Stage, but Shiyun was only at the late stage of Grand Perfection.    

    

But according to the rules, he didn't have a chance to refuse. If someone challenged him, he had to accept.    

    

Under his rage, this Thundercloud Sect disciple walked out, and looked at Shi Yun with killing intent.    

    

Shiyun didn't care at all. Her cultivation wasn't far from breaking through to the King Realm, and adding that she already had the strength to fight against the enemy, she wouldn't even put a mere Early Lord Stage in her eyes.    

    

With the Longsword in his hands, his sword intent diffused everywhere. His poetic appearance was like that of a peerless Sword God, giving people a feeling of unparalleled power.    

    

After a battle, Shi Yun had only used his sword and no spells to defeat that disciple from the Thundercloud Sect.    

    

Originally, after this battle, there would be someone who would challenge Lei Dong.    

    

However, due to Lei Dong's severe injury, the referee elder decided to delay the match for him.    

    

Everyone on the stage looked at each other for a long time before the last disciple of the Flying Cloud Sect challenged Li Yan.    

    

Li Yan has already lost two games, as long as he loses another game he can be kicked out of the game.    

    

Without daring to provoke Ning Xiaolei and the others, the disciple chosen Li Yan.    

    

"Motherf * cker, taking advantage of Li Yan's situation, right? I'll let you know how formidable your grandfather Li Yan is."    

    

Li Yan was afraid of Ning Xiaolei and the others, but he was not afraid of this disciple from the Flying Cloud Sect.    

    

After fighting for a long time, Li Yan was one step ahead of the others and defeated the disciple from the Cloud Sky Sect.    

    

This time, it was Lei Dong's turn. He could continue his challenge.    

    

Lei Dong knew that he couldn't drag this on any longer, so he stood up, intending to challenge Shiyun and Ning Xiaoyue.    

    

"I came to challenge you." Lin Yumeng walked out and spoke first.    

    

Lei Dong furrowed his brows. With a cold glint in his eyes, he asked, "Are you sure?"    

    

"What, you don't dare? "If you don't dare, then admit defeat, lest you get injured."    

    

Lin Yumeng's eyes were cold and detached, not giving Lei Dong the slightest bit of face.    

    

She knew that Lei Dong wanted to kill Ning Xiaolei that day. With her feelings for Ning Xiaolei, she naturally hated him.    

    

"What a joke, I wouldn't dare. Everyone really wants to bully my head. Today, I will teach you a lesson and let you know my methods."    

    

Killing intent flickered in Lei Dong's eyes. How could he tolerate a woman looking down on him?    

    

Even though he had some thoughts because of Lin Yumeng's beauty, he knew that it was hopeless since Lin Yumeng was so impolite. Therefore, he decided to destroy her.    

    

Lin Yumeng didn't waste her breath. She slowly walked to the center of the battling platform, brandishing her Violet Vine Whip.    

    

This whip is a middle grade Profound Level magical equipment, Ning Xiaolei snatched it from the group the day Ning Xiaolei snatched the red packet.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Lin Yumeng swung her Purple Vine Whip at Lei Dong's face.    

    

"You are courting death."    

    

Anger flashed in Lei Dong's eyes as he executed Lightning Steps and dashed towards Lin Yumeng.    

    

Lin Yumeng's eyes were indifferent, and her soft whip was like a purple python as it swept towards Lei Dong.    

    

However, this Lightning Chasing Steps was indeed something. He dodged the soft whip attack.    

    

With a cruel smile on his face, he charged towards Lin Yumeng.    

    

The long whip was a long ranged weapon, and the moment he got close, the middle grade Profound Level whip would lose its power.