In a blink of an eye, a month has passed and the third stage is finally about to begin.
When Ye Su walked into the arena and saw Ning Qianyao, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The little junior sister had reached a higher level again and had reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage.
In fact, the current situation is different from the original. Ye Su remembered that in the original, the male protagonist would advance to the Spiritual Transformation Stage at the last level, but he advanced ahead of time after the first level.
Nothing happened to the Hehuan Sect's direct disciples either.
In the original novel, those who entered the final level were not described in detail. There were only a few disciples from major sects and Ning Qianyao and Jian Hu from the Nameless Sect.
The most crucial point is that the Wheel Tower is not written in the original novel. After the sect competition, the male and female protagonists went to various places to gain experience. After a series of injuries, they obtained rare treasures, advanced, slayed demons, etc., and the two finally got together.
"Big Sister." Ning Qianyao met Ye Su's gaze and immediately smiled and called out. She walked over here, "It's time for the third level. Qianyao is a little nervous."
“… Senior Sister is nervous too.” Ye Su felt a tingling sensation on her back. This was the first time in her life that Junior Sister spoke to her in such a loving tone.
"Senior Sister." Ning Qianyao came closer and held Ye Su's hand, as if she had discovered something new. "I didn't expect you to be nervous too!"
No, Senior Sister is just made nervous by you.
Ye Su was thinking about how to pull his hand free when the Blood-Crying Sword suddenly jumped out from behind, bringing with it a murderous aura without any concealment.
Ning Qianyao noticed it and quickly let go of Ye Su, taking a few steps back.
The Blood-Crying Sword stopped beside Ye Su's arm, successfully saving the senior sister.
You Fushi fell behind and stood with Yi Xuan, but his upright posture revealed his impatience.
"Junior brother, I'm not very skilled at controlling the sword yet." Ye Su explained to Ning Qianyao sincerely, "This sword likes to move around a bit."
"It doesn't matter." Ning Qianyao shook her head and didn't mind.
The more she did this, the more Ye Su felt her scalp tingling.
If the heroine doesn't go looking for the hero, why would she come looking for her
"Those who can enter the third level are all very powerful." Ning Qianyao sighed softly and whispered, "If we enter the top ten, the leader should be very happy."
Ye Su: “… Yeah.”
Fortunately, the leaders of several major sects came over at this time and successfully kept Ye Su away from Ning Qianyao.
Some changes were made to the arena this time. Fifteen arenas were placed in the middle. Several sect leaders sat on the high platforms in the front, and people from other sects watched by the arenas.
In addition to the five previous sect leaders on the podium, there was also the leader of the Dan Sect.
"There are a total of thirty-one people in the final round of this competition." Taoist Feng Chen's eyes fell on the thirty-one people standing in the middle of the competition field, "Let's draw lots first."
The brown-haired old man came over with a tube of jade sticks: "Everyone draws one, and the back of the stick corresponds to the corresponding arena number." He stood there, waiting for these people to come over and draw lots.
"Don't let it be one of our own! Don't let it be one of our own!" Ma Congqiu clasped his hands together and muttered in a low voice.
"The more you talk, the better you get." Zhou Yun poked him and said.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh, it definitely won't happen!" Ma Congqiu went up to draw the lot and didn't dare to look at the number in his hand.
"I'm number six." Xu Chengyu asked Zhou Yun and Ma Congqiu, "Which ring are you on?"
"I'm number four." Zhou Yun said.
Ma Congqiu closed one eye, slowly removed his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm number 11."
"I'm number 11 too." Yi Xuan stood beside Ma Congqiu and said indifferently.
Ma Congqiu: "..." It's over.
People from each sect drew lots and subconsciously looked at their fellow disciples.
"What a coincidence, we are on the same stage." Lian Lian said as he looked at the jade sign in Cheng Huaian's hand.
Cheng Huaian touched the word "一" on it, with a faint smile in his eyes: "It's been almost ten years, and we are still in the same arena."
In the talisman master competition that made Lian Lian famous, his opponent was also Cheng Huaian.
Ever since Lian Lian gave up the talisman, he thought that there would never be such a day between them again.
"There is no word on mine." After drawing the lot, You Fushi walked to Ye Su and whispered.
Although he couldn't remember some of the words clearly, his eyesight was still good and the space behind the signature was blank.
"Thirty-one people, there are only fifteen arenas here." Ye Su raised an eyebrow, "Junior brother can probably go directly to the next round."
She remembered that the third level in the original book was also an odd number, so Ning Qianyao directly drew an empty lot and entered the next round.
Now this good luck has been taken away by my junior brother.
Sure enough, after everyone had drawn their lots, the brown-haired old man spoke up, "There is an empty lot. The person who drew it doesn't need to compete this round. Just hand over the lot."
You Fushi handed in the lot he had drawn, successfully attracting everyone's attention.
"Luck is also a part of strength." The brown-haired old man looked at the remaining thirty people and said, "You can go to the arena you drew and start the competition later."
Thirty people dispersed to find their own arenas.
“Big Brother…” Zhou Yun had just stepped onto stage number four and was stunned when he turned around.
The person opposite Xu Chengyu turned out to be Lu Chenhan.
"Is there anyone from your Wujian Sect who can get in this year?" The leader of Shangque Sect looked at Zhou Qi and said, "It seems that the luck of these two people is not very good."
Zhou Qi's eyes fell on the Shangque Sect disciple opposite Zhou Yun: "It is still unknown who will win, not to mention... Yi Xuan is also a disciple of our Wujian Sect."
At this time, all thirty people had already stood on the stage.
Opposite Ye Su was Jian Hu, and You Fushi was standing under the ring, waiting for her.
Ning Qianyao and Jian Hu signed a companion contract. His realm was also at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage, the same as Ye Su's.
With the ringing of the bell, the competition officially began.
Jian Hu was much more careful this time. As long as Ye Su threw the talisman, he would definitely destroy it completely. However, when the two of them were several levels apart in realm, Ye Su could still make him suffer, not to mention that they were in the same realm now.
Ye Su held a bow without a string in her hand, tapped the ground with her feet, jumped up and drew the bow, and used her spiritual power to turn the arrow into an arrow and shoot it at the spiritual power ball thrown by Jian Hu. She didn't need to change the arrow, she just put her hand on the arrow, and then she could use her spiritual power to make the arrow, and then let go and shoot it.
The spiritual powers of the two people splashed onto the barrier of the arena, causing a shock wave.
Jian Hu stared at Ye Su in the sky with murderous intent in his eyes. This person was the one Ning Ning hated the most. Kill her, kill her!
Ye Su tilted her head, drew her bow and shot arrow again to stop Jian Hu's charge.
However, as a demon king, although he had lost his memory, his body's instincts were still there, especially when his demonic power began to flow around his body.
Jian Hu moved so fast that it was invisible. No matter how fast Ye Su's spiritual arrows were, he could dodge them. A few times, they even brushed past his face. He made one hand into a claw, and with the remaining nails he had sharpened, he stabbed at the vital part of Ye Su's neck.
Ye Su didn't blink or dodge, letting him grab her.
At that moment, Jian Hu's sharp nails had clearly touched Ye Su's neck, even drawing blood.
He suddenly stopped, and stopped in mid-air opposite Ye Su.
It was as if there was some powerful restraint binding Jian Hu, making him unable to move.
"Talismans are not the only thing that can set up a magic circle." Ye Su put away the bow without strings, tilted his head back slightly, slid back a step, and said to the demon king, "Every trace of my arrows can be used by me."
Only then did everyone realize that all the traces left on the ground and the four corner pillars of the arena could actually be connected into a formation.
However, the next moment, the formation on the table seemed to be severely damaged and all began to explode. Jian Hu gritted his teeth, blood at the corners of his mouth, and rushed towards Ye Su again: "You talk too much!"
Just when everyone thought the situation had taken a turn for the worse, the spiritual arrows that had already fallen on the ground and hit the pillars returned in an instant and directly pierced Jian Hu.
Jian Hu looked down at the bloody hole on his body in disbelief, then slowly raised his head to look at Ye Su.
Those spiritual energy arrows returned to Ye Su's fingers like threads.
Ye Su looked at him expressionlessly: "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you... This is not my spiritual power, but my divine consciousness."
Jian Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily onto the stage as if he had lost all his strength.
Jian Hu was hit right away because the ground of the arena was shattered when he forcibly broke through the formation just now. The fist-sized sharp stone pierced his entire heart.
Ye Su landed and saw this scene: "..."
When he recovered his spiritual consciousness just now, he deliberately avoided the heart area, but he ended up falling down and piercing himself.
Ning Qianyao was on the next stage. As soon as Jian Hu came out, she fell to the ground, blood spurting from her mouth onto her sword.
Although the cultivator on the opposite side did not understand what was going on, how could he not seize such a good opportunity? He immediately flew forward and tried to stab Ning Qianyao.
At this time, Ning Qianyao slowly stood up, turned her wrist, and gently swung the sword. The power of the sword suddenly increased greatly. With just a sword intent, she chopped her opponent off the stage and even created a hole in the barrier.
Everyone below the arena was stunned, and all the major sect leaders on the platform sat up straight. They actually felt something unusual from the sword.
"It's blood." Le Ji, the leader of the Wanfo Sect, was the first to notice it. "Her blood has a powerful force."
"Blood that can enhance the power of magical weapons?" Wu Yue, the leader of the Hehuan Sect, frowned.
Ning Qianyao stumbled to her feet on the stage, walked down the stage and came to the stage where Ye Su and Jian Hu were. She knelt on the ground, took out a red pill from her Qiankun bag and fed it to Jian Hu, then helped him up and let the stone be pulled out.
Obviously, he should have bled heavily, but after taking the pill, Jian Hu's complexion quickly improved, and even his wounds began to heal.
"There is actually a Red Heart Pill." The Dan Sect leader narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Qianyao on the stage below, "It seems that this little girl has a great background."
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