Xu Chunniang saw through the thin male cultivator's rhetoric and did not respond. She just nodded slightly, walked aside, sat down, closed her eyes and rested.
The thin male cultivator's face suddenly became a little embarrassed. Xu Chunniang's behavior seemed to show that she didn't take him seriously.
She just won a few times by chance. Does she really think she is some big shot
When the competition starts, Xu Chunniang will know how strong she is.
The thin man took a deep breath and suppressed the slight unhappiness in his heart.
As Elder Jindan announced the official start, two disciples from one group stood out from the crowd and walked onto the stage.
"Group One, Song Wuyue, versus Group Two, Ning Keer."
Song Wuyue clasped his fists towards the person opposite him, "Fellow Daoist Ning, please give me some advice."
Ning Kaner smiled gently, "Then I won't be polite."
After she finished speaking, she took the initiative to attack. As the silver bells rang, thorns began to grow under Song Wuyue's feet.
Song Wuyue was startled and quickly drove his flying sword to chop towards him.
But I didn't know what kind of thorns those were, and when I chopped them with my flying sword, I only cut off a few of them.
The thorns grew very fast. In just a few breaths, they filled the gap that was cut and at the same time swept towards Song Wuyue.
Song Wuyue was suddenly in a panic and fired several fireballs at the ground under his feet to prevent himself from being surrounded by a large area of thorns.
However, the situation was very unfavorable to him. Just when he was overwhelmed, Ning K'er's real killer move was about to come.
A thin thread shining with silver light fell on Song Wuyue's neck at some point. The cold and suffocating touch made his scalp numb and his hair stood on end.
It seemed as if in the next second, his life would be taken away by this undetectable silver thread.
He shouted hurriedly, "I give up!!"
Ning Kaner put away the silver thread and the soul-catching bell with a smile, thanked Song Wuyue who was trapped in the thorns and covered in blood, and walked down the stage.
Many of the disciples watching the fight didn’t see the silver thread clearly, and even didn’t understand why Song Wuyue admitted defeat.
"What's going on? Although Senior Brother Song is at a disadvantage because of the thorns, he is still capable of fighting. Why did he suddenly admit defeat?"
"Could there be some inside story? I heard that Senior Sister Ning is very good at dancing with long sleeves. She looks down on us disciples with low cultivation, but smiles sweetly to those inner sect brothers."
"It's too dark. How dare they do that? Do they really think we are blind?"
A disciple who was at the eighth level of Qi training turned around and glanced at them, saying unhappily.
"You guys are really blind. Didn't you see that Senior Sister Ning's silver thread was strangled around Senior Brother Song's neck? If he doesn't admit defeat, you guys will be the ones collecting his body! If you dare to question the fairness of the sect competition, why don't you go to Elder Lu and speak to him?"
Several people looked extremely embarrassed. It turned out that they did not see it clearly and were still making assumptions.
They suddenly didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, they all shut their mouths and continued to watch the next fight.
The battle between Ning K'er and Song Wuyue was relatively fast.
In most cases, the battle is relatively stalemate, and only when there is a big difference in strength can the battle be resolved quickly.
The competition proceeded in an orderly manner, and soon it was the tenth group's turn.
"Group 10, number one Chen Song, versus number two Xu Chunniang."
Chen Song was the thin male cultivator from before. He stood up and walked towards the arena, looking calm and confident.
He was still confident that he could get this point.
"It's Senior Brother Chen Song. Senior Brother Chen was in the top 50 in the last competition, but unfortunately he only got two points. I wonder if he can make it into the top ten this time."
"Senior Brother Chen is proficient in the art of talismans. After five years, I believe he has accumulated a lot of high-level talismans. He will definitely be able to win easily."
After Xu Chunniang walked onto the stage, many people recognized her and cheered her on.
"Finally, Senior Sister Xu came on stage. She looked calm, which seemed to be a sign of confidence."
"That may not be the case. It may be that Senior Sister Xu feels that she cannot win anyway, so she has accepted the fact in advance. After all, being able to enter the top 50 is already very good for a newcomer like Senior Sister Xu."
"Although I am very optimistic about Senior Sister Xu, I don't think she can beat Senior Brother Chen Song. After all, Senior Brother Chen's strength should not be underestimated."
The discussion between the disciples outside the venue did not reach the ears of the two parties involved.
In order to block external interference, in addition to the barrier, a one-way soundproof array was set up on the arena, so they could not hear any sound outside the arena.
Looking at the female cultivator in front of him with the same expression, Chen Song raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Regardless of Xu Chunniang's strength, her character is rare.
Even though she failed to make it into the top ten in the outer sect competition this time, as long as she could keep this mentality, it was only a matter of time before she made it into the top ten.
Chen Song was awed in his heart. It was really like the Yangtze River where the waves behind pushed the waves ahead. He had to put away all his arrogance and contempt and go all out.
In an instant, his entire temperament changed and became calm.
Xu Chunniang noticed the changes in Chen Song, but her expression remained normal.
For her, there is only one thing in her mind, which is to defeat her opponent. Everything else is not within her scope of concern.
The foundation-building monk who was in charge of judging the situation raised his eyelids and said, "Begin."
The two figures in the field moved at the same time. Chen Song slapped his storage bag, took out dozens of talismans and stuck them on his body. Suddenly, several shield lights appeared on his body.
The disciples off the field exclaimed, "They are all high-level talismans. Senior Brother Chen is indeed extraordinary. It must have taken Senior Sister Xu a lot of effort just to break these talismans."
"If Senior Sister Xu consumes too much spiritual energy in order to break these talismans, it will be very disadvantageous for her in the next battle."
Many people looked at Xu Chunniang, wondering what she would do.
When Xu Chunniang saw Chen Song's actions, she smiled slightly.
As for talismans, she also has them, and a lot of them.
She took out a handful of talismans from her storage ring and sent them towards Chen Song.
If I can win the fight by using talismans, then so what
Chen Songtong's heart shrank suddenly. He never expected that Xu Chunniang was actually a talisman practitioner like him!
Although the talismans she threw out were all mid-grade talismans, there were too many of them. The combined power of so many mid-grade talismans was definitely not enough for the shields on his body to defend against.
Chen Song's expression changed. Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out another high-level talisman from his storage bag, and slapped it hard on his body.
The moment he activated the talisman, the shield light on his body suddenly expanded by several inches.
At this moment, the handful of talismans thrown by Xu Chunniang bombarded him. For a moment, his body seemed to be like a dyeing factory, with all kinds of colorful spells exploding continuously, consuming layer after layer of shield light.
When there were only two thin layers of shield light left on Chen Song's body, these spells completely disappeared.
The battle of talismans between the two has just begun.
Looking at the two people on the field, whose fighting style was to scatter talismans like waste paper, the disciples outside the field all gasped.
"The battle between the talisman cultivators is a competition of financial strength. It's too terrifying. How many spirit stones must have been burned in this battle."
"It really hurts to see these talismans become waste paper. Wouldn't it be better if these two people gave me all the talismans and then had a proper duel?"
However, the two people on the field were still fighting each other with a large number of talismans.
Not only were Chen Song's hands shaking, his heart also began to tremble.
He could hardly count how many talismans were consumed in this battle.