Moon shake
As soon as this name came out, the whole place suddenly became silent.
It seems like there is a kind of magic.
At this moment, all the noisy sounds disappeared.
All the people in Piaomiao Xianzong, from the elders to the disciples, looked at her in astonishment.
The practitioners from other sects were also shocked.
At the beginning, this name was resounding throughout the three major immortal sects and the areas controlled by the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Everyone knew about her relationship with Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
The Piaomiao Immortal Sect came here today not just to negotiate with Dayan.
It is said that this girl violated the contract she signed with Piao Miao Xian Zong, so today, Piao Miao Xian Zong will bring her back to the sect for punishment.
Or your cultivation will be wasted and you will be imprisoned for life.
Life or death is unpredictable.
Normally, she should have tried to avoid it, or run away, or admit her mistake and beg for mercy.
But at this moment.
However, she took the initiative to step forward and said that she would help Dayan to fight against Piaomiao Xianzong!
Therefore, all the practitioners were shocked.
Of course, the people in Piaomiao Immortal Sect were even more shocked.
They were not only shocked, but also very angry.
Even the Great Elder of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, who had always appeared extremely calm, suddenly turned gloomy.
Some of the young disciples behind him had never seen this legendary saint of the sect.
When they suddenly saw him, they all looked at him with complicated eyes.
Lan Ling said sarcastically with a cold face: "She only came with her spirit today, and she used someone else's body. Humph, she is probably afraid of being embarrassed. She is really courting death. She has already violated the contract that was signed at the beginning, and now she is taking the initiative to provoke our Piao Miao Xian Sect! Fellow elders, you must not let her off this time!"
at this time.
Xuanyuan Yu, the Holy Son of Penglai Fairy Island, was also standing not far away, looking at the cold figure in the field.
There was silence for a few breaths.
Lan Ling suddenly sneered, "Yue Yao, you practiced the skills of my Piao Miao Xian Zong, and today you want to duel with my Piao Miao Xian Zong disciples! You came here today using someone else's body, didn't you even forget to bring your face?"
Yue Yao stood there motionless and did not speak.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Bai Yishan: "Which eye of yours saw Miss Yue Yao using your Piao Miao Xian Sect's skills? You knew it before she even started? Did you see it with your newly installed dog eye, or with the eye behind your butt?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the practitioners around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.
But when they thought that the other party was from Piao Miao Xian Sect, they immediately covered their mouths again, but began to hold back their laughter and talked in low voices.
Lan Ling immediately looked towards the place where the voice came from with a gloomy expression and asked coldly: "Who said that just now?"
Behind Bai Yishan stood not only the nine young disciples who were going to join the battle, but also other people.
At this time, everyone in Dayan looked at her with mocking eyes, and no one acknowledged her.
Lan Ling gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to speak, but you don't dare to admit it?"
Still no one paid any attention to her.
Lan Ling's face turned blue with anger. Just as she was about to continue looking for the person who had just scolded her, Yue Yanglou next to her said in a deep voice: "Okay, pay attention to your image. Business is more important."
Zhou Yuanshan next to him whispered, "When we get on the stage, we'll make them shut up completely."
Lan Ling clenched his fists.
Yueyanglou looked at the girl in white dress in the arena and said calmly: "Yueyao, you are from Dayan, you can go on stage to compete. But you have practiced in my Piaomiao Xianzong before, and your cultivation and skills are all from my Piaomiao Xianzong, and you have signed a contract with my Piaomiao Xianzong, so you cannot use any of my Piaomiao Xianzong's skills."
"Also, the energy and soul power in your body are what I cultivated when I started from Piao Miao Xian Sect. No matter what technique you practiced later, you should be able to use them, right? So, no matter whether it is energy or soul power, you can only use 50%, and you can only use it for a quarter of an hour at most."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the practitioners in Dayan changed their expressions and were filled with anger.
The other practitioners around also began to whisper.
Yueyanglou paused, then bowed to the fairies of Jiutian Yaotai and the people of Penglai Fairy Island, and said, "I feel that these requests are not excessive. We have been magnanimous to those who betrayed our sect. We did not arrest her directly, but gave her a chance. The request we are making now is also reasonable. I hope that the fairies and brothers can understand this."
The people from the two major sects were silent for a moment.
Fairy Liuyun nodded first and said, "Master Yue Feng's request is not excessive."
Jia Xun of Penglai Fairy Island also said: "A drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Now that we have become enemies, then Master Yue Feng's request is indeed reasonable."
Then he looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Yueyao, are you willing to comply with the requirements that Master Yue just said? If you can't comply, then leave."
Everyone's eyes turned to the girl in the white dress in front of him.
There was still no ripple on Yue Yao's face, and her deep eyes were still as cold as snow.
She nodded slightly: "I am willing to comply."
Yueyang Lou narrowed his eyes and said nothing more. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Lan Ling behind him, and whispered, "Do you know what her current cultivation level is?"
Lan Ling's face was gloomy, and he said respectfully: "When she left, she was in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. I don't know if she has made any breakthroughs in the past few years. Although she is very talented, Da Yan does not have any cultivation resources suitable for her, and the spiritual dew that she relies on the most is even more scarce. Moreover, she changed her cultivation method in the middle of her cultivation and practiced that kind of ruthless cultivation method. There is no precedent or guidance, and various resources are expensive and scarce, so... I think she should still be stuck at the original level..."
After a pause, she glanced at the cold figure again and snorted, "Even if she finds some opportunities to break through, she can only reach the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm at most. She cannot use the skills of our Piao Miao Xian Sect, and her main body is not here. She can only use 50% of her soul power, and can only use it for a quarter of an hour... In this case, what use is she? Peak Master, I am willing to go on stage and fight her!"
At the beginning, whether in the sect or outside, she was overwhelmed by the other party's talent and cultivation, as well as the glory and even appearance. She was defeated in all kinds of competitions in the sect. Besides, she was the senior sister, how could she not hate him in her heart!
Now that she relies on the sect's cultivation resources, her cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, so naturally, she is no longer afraid of her!
If she could defeat her in front of so many people and make her lie at her feet in disgrace, I believe all the resentment that had been in her heart for so many years would be swept away immediately!
Before Yueyang Tower responded to her request for a fight, the great elder Gong Yangyan beside her said in a deep voice: "Yue Yao is not an ordinary cultivator. Her talent in the past astounded everyone in the sect. Even though she has no cultivation resources now and cannot exert her full strength, she should still not be underestimated. In a contest with her, our Piao Miao Xian Sect must not lose. We must be 100% sure. If we lose, we will become the laughing stock of all cultivators in the world."
The other elders also nodded and said, "What the Great Elder said is true. We really can't lose. No matter who we lose to, we must never lose to her."
Gong Yangyan looked at a young man in white behind him and said, "Zhuoyang, you are the first on this year's Piaomiao Ranking, and your cultivation is at the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. I heard from your master that you are about to break through to the next great realm, right?"
The young man in white named Zhuoyang said respectfully, "Yes."
Gong Yangyan nodded and said, "Then do you have the confidence to go on stage and fight her?"
Zhuo Yang immediately bowed and said, "I will never disappoint the elders! I am confident that I can deal with her in a moment. Life or death depends on the elders' orders!"
Gong Yangyan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay. You can decide for yourself based on the situation. If she fights you to the death, just kill her. If she has no intention of dying, spare her life, and when Dayan loses, we will take her back to punish her."
"yes!"
Zhuoyang's eyes sparkled.
At this time, Bai Yishen and Zhou Yuanshan both signed the life and death contract and pressed the blood seal.
The two looked at each other.
Zhou Yuanshan sneered, "Bai Yishan, I will learn from you about your Confucian and Taoist skills later."
Bai Yishan looked calm, and said with a cupped hand: "Brother Zhou, please show mercy."
A cold light flashed in Zhou Yuanshan's eyes, and he turned and left.
At this time, Jia Xun looked around and said loudly: "Since everyone has signed a life and death contract, then the competition will officially begin. According to the previous rules, the two parties who go on stage to compete must go on stage together, and at the same time, both parties need to report their true cultivation first. However, today is different. The overall strength of the two sides is somewhat different, so today the disciples of Piao Miao Xian Zong need to go on stage first and report their true cultivation first. The disciples of Dayan will go on stage according to the situation. If they feel unsure, they can directly admit defeat. Of course, they can also continue to compete..."
"I have already explained the rules before. When you step onto the battlefield, your fists and feet have no eyes. Your life and death are your own responsibility. Everyone must think carefully beforehand."
"Okay, I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. I'm sure everyone is already anxiously waiting."
"Piao Miao Xian Zong will send one person to the stage first!"
As soon as the words fell.
A tall young man immediately walked out from the crowd of people from Piaomiao Xianzong.
The young man was dressed in a blue robe and looked very imposing. After he stepped onto the stage, he bowed to the people around him and said in a clear voice, "I am Wang Yao from Piao Miao Xian Sect. I specialize in physical cultivation and am a mid-stage Grandmaster!"
As soon as these words were spoken, noisy discussions arose all around.
"Tsk tsk, Piaomiao Immortal Sect is indeed worthy of being one of the three major immortal sects in Jiuzhou Continent. Any young disciple who comes out is actually at the Grandmaster level!"
"Hey, in our place, grandmasters are all great figures who founded their own sects."
"Our sect has only had two Grandmasters until now."
"Da Yan is probably similar to our country. If you add up all the sects in the country, there are probably only a dozen or twenty Grandmasters. As for young Grandmasters, there are probably even fewer."
Everyone was talking and looking towards Dayan.
Bai Yishan looked at the young disciple behind him and said in a deep voice: "This first match is very important. It is related to everyone's morale and confidence. The disciple sent by the other side may only be the one with the lowest cultivation among the ten disciples."
"If there were only three or five competitions, we could use the strongest to fight the weakest, but that obviously won't work now. Now there are a full ten competitions, and we have to win at least five of them. The weakest on the other side is also very strong in our opinion. The one with the highest cultivation here is only in the late stage. If we go up in the first game, we won't be able to win from the second game onwards."
“So, if we want to win more than five games, tactics won’t work. We can only rely on our own strength and hard work.”
"The opponent is at the mid-stage Grandmaster level. Now, we need to send out a disciple of the same level to fight!"
As soon as the words fell.
Xu Changsheng from Huashan Sect, Huixin from Jinchan Temple, and Luoyi from Xianyun Pavilion all stood up and said, "Juniors are willing to fight!"
Bai Yishan glanced at the three of them, his eyes fell on Xu Changsheng, and said, "I just took a closer look. When that disciple came on stage, he had a sword intent emanating from his body. He should be a disciple who specializes in swordsmanship. Changsheng, you specialize in swordsmanship, so you can go up and fight him!"
Xu Changsheng's eyes flashed with sword intent, and he bowed and said, "Yes!"
After that, he carried his sword on his back, walked out of the crowd, walked onto the stone platform with a resolute gaze, and said in a sonorous voice: "I am Xu Changsheng from the Great Yanhua Mountain Sect, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Spiritual Separation Realm. I am willing to fight with Brother Wang!"
Wang Yao's blue robe fluttered, and two knife shadows appeared in the depths of Tong Kong, standing proudly.
at this time.
Jia Xun began to activate the formation, and a thin light shield appeared, covering the two of them.
Bai Yishan's eyes were solemn.
Nangong Huoyue couldn't help but say, "Dean, the other party focuses on physical cultivation, Xu Changsheng may not be his opponent. In fact, I think Linghu Peak Master of Lingxiao Sect is more suitable than him."
Bai Yishan was silent for a moment, and said: "Peak Master Linghu is indeed very suitable, but our overall strength is far inferior to that of the opponent. Peak Master Linghu is a dual cultivator of body and soul. His physical body is in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, and his soul is also in the middle stage of the Spirit Severing Realm. Such strength cannot be wasted in the first game. In the second game, the opponent's disciples will at least be in the late stage of the Grandmaster or the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm. That will be the best opportunity for Peak Master Linghu to take action. Otherwise, we will have no chance of winning more competitions. And..."
At this point, he looked back at the young man carrying the sword on the stage and said, "Although Changsheng is a soul cultivator, his willpower is by no means comparable to that of ordinary soul cultivators. His willpower is very firm, and he is determined to sacrifice his life for the country. This willpower and passion can make his soul not afraid of the opponent's strong blood... Moreover, he is not afraid of death and fights with his life, while the opponent just wants to win this competition and has no intention of fighting to the death. Therefore, from the beginning, the opponent is actually at a disadvantage..."
After listening to his explanation, Nangong Huoyue couldn't help but admire him and said, "The dean still sees things clearly."
Bai Yishan suddenly sighed again and said, "However, the opponent is an elite disciple of Piaomiao Xianzong after all. The skills and magic weapons he possesses should be more powerful than Changsheng, so the outcome of this competition is still unpredictable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two people had already started fighting in the light shield.
Wang Yao was indeed skilled in swordsmanship. Suddenly, a long-handled blood-red sword appeared in his hands. He swung the sword out, and the stage was filled with blood!
The huge blood-red blade light instantly enveloped Xu Changsheng on the opposite side.
“Zheng—”
Xu Changsheng drew his sword and thrust it lightly. The sword light was like cold stars, instantly piercing hundreds of light holes in the blood light!
The blade light shattered!
Wang Yao put away his sword, spun around, and the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a sky full of blood-red sword shadows, slashing towards Xu Changsheng like a violent storm!
There was a gleam in Xu Changsheng's eyes, his figure flashed, and the sword in his hand stabbed out "swish". In a blink of an eye, hundreds of swords had been stabbed out. The silver sword light turned into light spots in the sky, colliding with the knife shadows.
“Ding ding dong!”
The sword edge and the knife blade quickly touched each other in the midst of the sword and knife beams, causing bursts of crisp collision sounds and sparks!
The knife is fierce and the sword is agile.
Every time the blade slashed down fiercely, the tip of the sword would touch it lightly, as if sticking to it, and lightly lead it to the side.
Xu Changsheng's figure was as nimble as his sword, constantly dodging around Wang Yao.
Wang Yao's ferocious knife force lasted for a whole stick of incense before gradually slowing down.
He originally thought that since his opponent mainly cultivated the soul, he would soon reveal a flaw under his fierce attack and powerful blood pressure, but his opponent's defense and evasion were flawless.
But when his moves began to slow down, the opponent's sword moves suddenly began to speed up!
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Sword flowers blossomed in front of him, and in an instant they were like hundreds of flowers blooming, surrounding him in the center.
Wang Yao roared angrily, took a few steps back for the first time, then grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and swung it out fiercely.
The blood-red blade light, like a huge crescent moon, slashed at the sword flowers.
The sword flower disappeared.
But the moment the blade fell to the ground, the sword flowers appeared again.
Xu Changsheng suddenly separated a wisp of his soul, drove the flying sword to appear behind the opponent, and began to attack from both sides.
Wang Yao suddenly started to fiddle with the long sword in his hand.
Xu Changsheng's real body held the sword and immediately launched a faster attack.
Wang Yao defended back and forth with the long sword in his hand, looking more and more panicked, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm.
“Swish!”
He suddenly gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, ignoring the sword beams in front of him, turned abruptly, and slashed fiercely at the flying sword and Xu Changsheng's soul behind him with the long knife in his hand!
“Buzz—”
A deafening sound of a knife rang out!
The blood-red blade light that he slashed out not only accumulated all his strength, but was also filled with his powerful qi and blood power, instantly enveloping Xu Changsheng's soul!
Xu Changsheng's soul has no way to escape!
But the sword in his real hand had already stabbed out one hundred and one times in an instant, all of which hit Wang Yao's body!
If it were a battle between ordinary cultivators, it would most likely be a lose-lose situation, and Wang Yao's body might even be pierced with many holes.
However, he forgot that the other party was a disciple of Piaomiao Immortal Sect!
Even though the opponent's protective light shield had been pierced by his sword, when his sword pierced the opponent's body, the opponent's whole body was suddenly covered with a layer of golden and khaki light shields!
Two top-grade defensive magic weapons!
"when!"
His sword was extremely sharp, and he stabbed out more than a hundred times in an instant, but he only pierced through the opponent's first layer of light shield!
When he wanted to strike out a second time, the opponent's sword light, which carried terrifying energy and blood power, had already submerged his soul!
“Swish!”
His soul was instantly turned into nothing by the powerful sword light and blood!
Xu Changsheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, followed by a muffled groan, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.
He staggered back a few steps, clenched his teeth in a hurry, endured the severe pain, and calmed his mind.
“Go to hell!”
After Wang Yao killed his soul with one blow, he suddenly spun around without any pause, and the long sword in his hand drew a semicircle without stopping. With a "swish", he slashed towards him horizontally!
The dazzling blood-red blade light, carrying a powerful force of qi and blood, pounced towards Xu Changsheng's entire body.
His injured soul was still trembling.
But his strong willpower and endurance immediately made him sober up.
He dodged the blade with a flash of his figure, and gently swung the sword in his hand, pushing the fierce blade aside.
Wang Yao's sword missed and his feet landed on the ground. He suddenly spun around and jumped up. He suddenly raised the long sword in his hand to the sky, and then slashed it down suddenly!
“Swish!”
A huge blood-red blade light instantly enveloped the pale-faced Xu Changsheng.
Everyone in Dayan looked terribly pale.
Ma Chenzi, the head of the Huashan sect, turned pale.
Xu Changsheng, whose soul was severely damaged, looked at the falling huge sword light, and suddenly two sword intents shining like stars appeared in his two eyes!
At this moment, the sword in his hand seemed to have merged into one with his entire body!
"puff-"
He suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood!
His mind became clearer and clearer!
His eyes became brighter!
“Zheng—”
A buzzing sound!
The dazzling sword light lit up in the blood-red knife light!
There was a loud bang in the light shield, and the air waves swept in all directions like a wave!
The dazzling knife and sword lights exploded in an instant, turning into countless knife and sword auras, impacting the surrounding light shields.
But the light shield only trembled slightly and then returned to normal.
Wang Yao's body shook, his knuckles suddenly cracked, and the long sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand. His body was involuntarily thrown out, and hit the light shield behind him heavily, then fell to the ground in embarrassment.
He suddenly felt the blood churning in his body, and his hands and chest were in severe pain. The two layers of protective light shield that had originally appeared on his body were completely shattered at this moment.
There were many holes in his clothes.
There were actually two bloody holes on his arms, and blood was flowing out.
He struggled on the ground for a few times, then stood up with difficulty and looked at the opposite side.
Xu Changsheng had already fallen to the ground.
He didn't have that many magical weapons to protect himself, and at this moment his whole body was covered in blood. A lot of his hair was cut off by the sharp knife and sword energy. His body was full of blood holes and blood was flowing non-stop.
But the sword was still in his hand.
Just when Wang Yao thought he could no longer stand up, he suddenly clenched the sword in his hand and slowly stood up from the ground.
He was covered in blood, like a bloody man, and his appearance could no longer be seen clearly.
But his eyes are still as bright as stars and as hot as flames!
“Swish!”
He suddenly lost his mind!
His soul, which had been severely damaged, suddenly came out from his broken body!
Without the guarding of the soul, the blood in the body suddenly flowed faster.
But the body still stood there upright.
His soul grasped the sword, and all his soul power began to rush into the sword in his hand.
At this moment, Wang Yao was scared.
He just wants to win, but he doesn't want to fight hard.
The opponent obviously wanted to integrate all the last strength of his body and soul, and even the last vitality, into this sword.
At this moment, the knife in his hand suddenly began to tremble.
There was fear in his eyes and his lips trembled. He seemed to want to speak, as if he wanted to admit defeat, but he didn't dare to say it.
Suddenly, he remembered that he still had a magic weapon to save his life!
As long as he can withstand the opponent's last move, he will win!
“Swish!”
He immediately took out a emerald green jade pendant and crushed it with a "puff" sound without hesitation.
In an instant, a turquoise light shield enveloped him.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the light shield: "Changsheng, we admit defeat."
Xu Changsheng had already made up his mind to die and could no longer hear any sound from outside.
At this time, Su Zhe from Penglai Fairy Island suddenly said, "Brother Jia, since the other party has already admitted defeat, why not..."
Fairy Lianxue of Jiutian Yaotai also said: "Why kill them all?"
At this time, Gong Yangyan of Piao Miao Xian Zong also took the opportunity to say: "Island Master Jia, since the other party has admitted defeat, then remove the light shield."
Naturally, he doesn't care about the other person's life or death.
However, his disciple from Piaomiao Xianzong might not be able to take the opponent's dying attack.
That disciple was one of the top ten disciples on their Piaomiao List this year, and he was still very young with a promising future. If he died here because of a mere flame, he would have a hard time explaining to the other disciple's master and sect leader when he returned.
Upon seeing this, Jia Xun waved his sleeves, and the light shield covering the battlefield suddenly disappeared.
At this time, Xu Changsheng had drained all his soul power. When he was about to integrate all the remaining strength and vitality in his body into the sword in his hand, a white light suddenly hit him.
His soul trembled, and suddenly his eyes went dark. He fainted, and then flew back to the bloody body.
“Bang!”
At this moment, the sword in his hand finally fell to the ground.
Bai Yishan's figure flashed, and he and his sword were taken off the stage.
Seeing this young man from Dayan being so tragic and heroic, the practitioners around him all felt deeply moved.
"Longevity..."
Ma Chenzi, the head of Huashan Sect, came to Bai Yishan and said in a choked voice: "Senior Bai, is there still hope for Changsheng?"
Bai Yishan frowned and did not answer. He took out a pill and fed it into Xu Changsheng's mouth, then took out some trauma medicine to help him stop the bleeding.
At this time, Jia Xun's voice rang out in front of the battle stage: "In the first round, Piao Miao Xian Zong wins!"
As soon as these words were spoken, boos were heard from all around.
Everyone knows it.
If it weren't for the fact that Piao Miao Xian Zong was a wealthy and powerful sect with many treasures, the young man named Wang Yao would really not be able to compete with the disciples of Dayan.
But according to the rules, the other party did win.
At this moment, the young man named Wang Yao's face flushed red, and he lowered his head, not daring to face the gazes of the crowd. He no longer had the spirit and high spirits he had when he first came on stage.
Xu Changsheng's desperate fighting style really scared him just now.
Even now, his legs are still shaking.
He really couldn't imagine that the other party was so stubborn and crazy, and in the end he would use all the strength and vitality of his body and soul to fight him.
What a lunatic!
At this time, Xu Changsheng, who was lying on the ground, finally slowly opened his eyes.
With tears in his eyes, he said with difficulty: "Senior Bai... I'm sorry... I, I lost..."
Bai Yishan looked at him gently and said, "No, Changsheng, you didn't lose."
Xu Changsheng looked at him.
Bai Yishan held his hand and said, "It is me who lost, it is us seniors, not you. I, Da Yan, don't have good training resources for you. It is because of our seniors' incompetence that we lost. Changsheng, you have done very well, don't feel guilty. We still have a chance."
Xu Changsheng's eyes were filled with tears.
The eyes of other people around also became moist.
At this time, Jia Xun suddenly said in front of the battle stage: "Let's start the second round!"
Suddenly, a tall woman in a purple dress stepped out from the crowd of people from Piao Miao Xian Zong. She walked onto the battle stage with an outstanding temperament and said with a bow, "Junior Shangguan Ting, I am a mid-stage master of the physical body, and a late-stage master of the spirit and soul realm. I specialize in the spirit and soul, and I specialize in the way of the sword!"
As soon as these words were spoken, noisy discussions arose all around.
"The disciples who go up from Piao Miao Xian Zong have higher and higher cultivation levels. This woman mainly cultivates her soul, and her physical body is actually at the middle stage of the Grandmaster level. What's more, she is still so young. It's outrageous!"
"It's really outrageous. I guess there are even more powerful people behind Piao Miao Xian Zong."
"Isn't this nonsense? Do you know the identities of those ten disciples? They are the top ten disciples on this year's Piaomiao Ranking. This woman is the top master in our country, but among those ten disciples, she is probably only ranked ninth! They are competing with Dayan this time not only for negotiation, but also to show off the strength of the other disciples, so they will compete in order from the lowest cultivation level..."
"Oh, this is going to be difficult for Da Yan..."
Jia Xun looked at Bai Yishan and asked, "In the second round of competition, will anyone from Dayan go on stage?"
Before Bai Yishan could say anything, a figure suddenly walked out from beside him, walked straight to the battle stage without saying a word.
She was wearing a green dress, had a tall and slender figure and a cold face.
There was a jade flute on her slender waist.
There was only a simple wooden hairpin inserted in her jet-black hair, without any other decoration.
The green dress she wore was also simple, without any patterns or embroidery, pure and elegant, like the green bamboo on the mountain.
She walked onto the stone platform and said a few words calmly: "Dayan, Linghu Qingzhu, also use swords."
Shangguan Ting, who was standing opposite, suddenly had a sword flash in her eyes.
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the audience: "Uncle Master, you forgot to bring your sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pitch-black wooden stick was suddenly thrown up and landed in front of Linghu Qingzhu.
Linghu Qingzhu reached out to catch it, glanced at the person who threw the stick, paused, and put it away.
There was a burst of surprised and doubtful discussions all around.
"Hey, was my eyes dazzled just now? What did that boy throw? It didn't look like a sword."
"It looks like a stick."
"Oh, it turns out to be a sword that looks like a stick."
"I heard that those who practice swordsmanship can become swords when they reach a high level."
While everyone was discussing, Jia Xun had already activated the formation.
The light shield slowly closed, covering the entire battlefield.
Nangong Huoyue was a little worried. She looked at the person who had just thrown the stick and said, "The other party is in the middle stage of the physical body master, and the soul is in the late stage of the spirit realm. He must have a lot of powerful magic weapons on him. Your uncle's soul cultivation is one realm lower than his..."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the figure on the stage. Hearing this, he remained calm and did not say anything.
He believed in his uncle.
Of course, it doesn’t matter even if the uncle loses.
And him.
And Sister Yue!
When Nangong Huoyue was about to speak, there was a sudden "clang" sound on the battlefield, and a deafening sound of sword rang out!
Then, the noisy discussions around suddenly became silent.
The second duel begins!
On the battlefield, the azure sword in Shangguan Ting's hand slashed down, drawing a dazzling sword light.
Linghu Qingzhu stood there, her green robe fluttering, and did not take out her sword.
But at this moment, she seemed to have suddenly turned into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, with unmatched sharpness!
The sword light was flashing in her child's hole!
And at the tips of her ten slender fingers, there seemed to be sword beams flashing!
Wisps of sword energy surrounded her.
The blue sword light slashed towards her with a sharp sound of cutting through the air, carrying terrifying sword intent and power.
And she just raised one slender jade finger.