After today, there were only eight rings left on the field, forming a circle.
The sixteen people drew lots again. Ye Su drew Yan Hao, Lu Jiu and Lian Lian faced off, and Yi Xuan and another disciple of Kunlun were on the same stage.
As for the swim...
"I'm on stage number eight." You Fushi showed the lot he drew to Ye Su, and he deliberately said the word 'eight' slowly, fully demonstrating that he knew the word.
Ye Su smiled and pretended that she didn't know he was showing off his literacy: "After the competition, we'll go see Xu Chengyu."
You Fushi responded, then walked towards the No. 8 arena with the jade sign in his pocket, and the Blood-Crying Sword followed closely behind him.
Ning Qianyao looked down at the lot in her hand, then turned to look at You Fushi who had already walked to the side of the arena. Her expression gradually turned worse. For some reason, she had a bad premonition deep in her bones.
The sixteen people each went up to the stage and looked at each other. Gu Liangtian, Lu Chenhan, Mei Chouren, and Zhou Yun's opponents were not strong and they were almost certain to be in the top ten.
"Looks like I'll have to compete for the last two spots." Yan Hao walked onto the stage, waving a pink feather fan and smiling at Ye Su.
"You'll know after the competition." Ye Su stood opposite with empty hands.
As soon as the brown-haired old man said the game was about to begin, Yan Hao took a step forward, and Ye Su saw thousands of swords stabbing at him.
The Hehuan Sect is best at illusions. Ordinary cultivators may think that these swords are fake, but when the illusion is real enough, they can cause the same damage.
As thousands of swords flew over, Ye Su drew a golden talisman in the air, and pushed it out to the height of a person, blocking it in front of himself. The swords that stabbed into it seemed as if they had hit an indestructible shield and fell to the ground one after another.
Upon seeing this, Yan Hao took a few steps back. This time, the entire ground of the arena suddenly cracked, and gravel fell everywhere. The stones kept bulging and gathering, then rising again, and finally in an instant, it swept towards Ye Su like a stone dragon.
Ye Su stood in place, a talisman opened up the protective shield, and held up the stone dragon. She lowered her left hand to draw spiritual energy again, drew a talisman, and pressed it down.
The talisman was like a heavy weight, pressing the raised surface of the ring back down.
Ye Su held the stone dragon's head with his right hand and drew a talisman with his left hand to press down the stone dragon's body. Every step forward he took flattened a part of it until only the stone dragon's head was left.
She suddenly put away the talisman in her right hand, wrapped her fingers with spiritual power, raised her fist and smashed the stone dragon head. With her left hand, she attached a speed talisman behind her and rushed to Yan Hao in an instant.
Yan Hao panicked a little and stepped back. A raging fire appeared in front of him, blocking Ye Su's way.
"You should change it to water." A spiritual fire suddenly appeared in Ye Su's palm. She waved her hand, and the fire was even more fierce than Yan Hao's.
Ye Su passed through the fire wall unscathed, took out the sword from the Qiankun bag and put it on Yan Hao's neck: "You lose."
All the strange phenomena on the stage disappeared, and Yan Hao muttered: "I knew I would have to compete for the ninth and tenth place."
Ye Su smiled and said, "Let's go and watch other people's games."
Yan Hao nodded, followed her, and walked down the ring together.
Ye Su walked to the steps of the arena and just as she was about to step out with her foot raised, she suddenly retracted it.
"What's wrong?" Yan Hao asked.
Ye Su turned around and suddenly reached out to snatch the pink feather fan from Yan Hao's hand.
She blinked, looked at her empty hands, then looked down at her feet that were about to step out: "Illusion."
Ye Su turned around and saw Yan Hao still standing at the same place where she had come up at the beginning.
"How did you find out?" Yan Hao put away the pink feather fan, his body swaying a little, and he was quite helpless. "I almost won."
She had already started setting up the illusion the moment she came on stage. The moment she waved her pink feather fan, the illusion began.
The very first sentence, 'It seems like I will have to compete for the last two places' was to make Ye Su think that Yan Hao had lost in the illusion, and then the two of them walked down the stage one after the other, all of which were carefully designed by Yan Hao.
I didn’t expect that Ye Su could actually retract her foot when she was almost going down.
"I've always been curious about the function of the pink feather fan." Ye Su turned to look at Mei Chou Ren on another stage, "One flower and one fan, it's hard not to think too much."
"I lost. I should have known not to use this trick." Yan Hao shook his head and admitted defeat. He walked off the stage and said to Ye Su on the stage, "Don't worry, there is no illusion."
"I know." Ye Su's gaze fell on the opposite ring, where You Fushi was fighting against Ning Qianyao.
Or rather, Ning Qianyao was busy dealing with the Blood-Weeping Sword.
You Fushi sat alone on the ring with a chair in his hand, watching Bloodthirsty Sword fight Ning Qianyao attentively.
Ning Qianyao's swordsmanship is not bad, even not worse than the disciples of Kunlun and Wujian sects. Every move and every style can form a coherent sword style.
This is something that a casual cultivator cannot learn. For example, Lu Jiu's sword moves can hardly be called sword moves. They are just instinctive sword swings. Later, after being taught by Xin Chenzi, he gradually corrected some of his flaws and gradually formed his own sword style.
Ning Qianyao should have a complete sword manual in her hands.
When Ye Su walked down from the ring and went to the other side to wait for You Fu, it was the first time he looked at his opponent seriously.
I don’t know if it’s because the Bloodthirsty Sword absorbed the blood of the Demon Lord in the reversal formation, but its attack and defense levels are obviously stronger than before.
Ning Qianyao dodged the attack of the Blood-Crying Sword in a panic, and her lower lip was almost bitten to the point of bleeding.
Just a sword can force her to this state. It would be great if I also had a sword with a sword spirit.
In the future, she must use her own blood to cultivate a sword with a sword spirit.
The Blood-Crying Sword approached again and again, and it never went anywhere else, but stabbed Ning Qianyao right in the forehead each time.
If I were really stabbed, I would probably lose my life.
At this time, Ning Qianyao took out something from the Qiankun bag, and suddenly disappeared on the stage, even her breath disappeared.
Even the sect leader on the high platform could not find her trace with his eyes. It was only after he extended his spiritual sense that he could faintly feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy on the No. 8 stage.
After the Blood-Crying Sword on the ring lost its target, it flew around in all directions but couldn't find Ning Qianyao. Finally, it could only fly back to You Fushi.
You Fushi was originally sitting on a chair, holding his chin and watching the battle between two men and swords in the center of the arena. After Ning Qianyao disappeared, he simply withdrew his hands, put his feet down from the horizontal bar under the chair, and slowly stood up, but still sat on the chair.
Ning Qianyao, who had disappeared, held her breath and came to the side of You Fushi. She deliberately avoided the Blood-Crying Sword and was about to stab his neck quietly with the sword in her hand.
At this time, You Fushi suddenly turned his head and seemed to see Ning Qianyao.
Too sudden movement.
You Fushi's glance almost made Ning Qianyao step back, but she steadied herself and continued to extend her sword.
However, the Blood-Crying Sword also turned its tip and stabbed towards Ning Qianyao's hand.
Ning Qianyao's wrist tendons were cut, and she couldn't help but scream. Her hand loosened unconsciously, and a green bead rolled down to You Fushi's feet.
The Blood-Crying Sword wasn't enough after it cut her hand. It kept on chopping, slashing, stabbing and poking, causing Ning Qianyao to retreat again and again.
Originally, You Fushi was sitting on the edge of the ring. Ning Qianyao was forced to retreat too far by the Blood-Crying Sword, and she was distracted, so she stepped on empty air and fell off the ring.
By the time she reacted, she had already fallen down.
The sect leaders on the platform did not pay attention to Ning Qianyao's elimination. Their eyes fell on the green beads at You Fushi's feet.
"That's the Hiding Spirit Pearl." The leader of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, Le Ji, said, "It seems that this person with the Xuanyin body is in a much better situation than the previous one. He has encountered his great opportunity so early."
Red Heart Pill, Hiding Spirit Pearl... these are not simple things, even the big sects may not be able to produce them.
On the No. 8 ring, You Fushi turned around and saw Ye Su standing below.
He stood up, took back his chair, crushed the Hidden Spirit Pearl with one foot, and walked down the stage leisurely to find Ye Su.
The several sect leaders on the high platform didn't even have time to stop it, and could only watch helplessly as a magic weapon was destroyed by You Fushi's kick.
Even the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Wu Yue, was stunned. He blinked his eyes frequently several times, as if he still couldn't believe that such a magic weapon was just stepped on and destroyed.
Not to mention that she had just lost the game. When she looked up, she saw that her magic weapon was trampled to pieces. She didn't even pay attention to her bleeding wrist. She stared blankly at the beads on the stage that disappeared completely when the wind blew them away. She turned her head stiffly to look at You Fushi who was walking off the stage.
He didn't feel any guilt at all, and stood opposite and talked to Ye Su with a lazy look.
Ning Qianyao: “…” This is too much!
She was even so angry that her soul became unstable.
"You are injured." Lu Chenhan had already come down from the ring. He walked over, held Ning Qianyao's wrist, bandaged her wrist, and cleaned up the blood that had dripped onto the ground.
Ning Qianyao turned her head and looked at Lu Chenhan. Unable to bear the grievance in her heart, she buried herself in his arms and big tears fell.
"The competition is over." You Fushi saw that Lu Jiu and Yi Xuan also got off the stage, and said to Ye Su, "Let's go."
"Wait until all the competitions are over." Ye Su pulled him to stand in the crowd. She could clearly sense the gazes of the sect leaders on the podium, and she almost exposed them.
After eight games, the top eight have been determined, and two people have to be selected from the eight losers.
"Today's top eight have been announced." Taoist Feng Chen came over and landed in the center of the arena. "We'll continue tomorrow."
Four people from Qianji Gate advanced to the top three, and Lu Jiu lost to Lian Lian, but still has a chance to compete for the ninth and tenth places.
"I am relieved." On the way back, Zhou Yun said with a lingering feeling, "If I can't make it into the top ten again, my sword sect will lose face in this session."
"The path of cultivation is long, and those who can make it to the end are the real heroes." Lian Lian crossed his arms and said, "My father outlasted countless geniuses before he became the leader of the Five Elements Sect."
Zhou Yun scratched his face and said, "You are right. We are still too young. We may die somewhere in the future."
"Junior brother, thank you for that kick." Yan Hao caught up and said to You Fushi.
You Fushi glanced at Yan Hao, grabbed Ye Su's arm, closed his eyes and walked, looking like he didn't want to be embarrassed.
Yan Hao: “…” Not really, really not!
"Don't call me junior brother casually." Ye Su said to Yan Hao.
Yan Hao turned his back to the road and faced the people going to Qianji Gate: "That bead looks very powerful. As long as Ning Qianyao holds that bead tomorrow, she will definitely get a place in the top ten."
"He didn't see the bead and didn't do it on purpose." Ye Su lied with his eyes open.
Before You Fushi put away the chair, he clearly looked at the ground. Ye Su was sure that he had stepped on the bead on purpose.
"Yes, it's not intentional." Yan Hao agreed, and then she asked, "Are you going to see Xu Chengyu? I'm going too."
Mei Chouren also came over from behind, and the team was quite powerful as they headed towards the Wujian Sect's base.
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