There was silence in the tent.
Fairy Zixia stood aside, and seemed to want to speak, but held back.
Nangong Huoyue also followed in and also didn't say anything.
Luo Qingzhou stood by, waiting quietly. After seeing Sister Yue's hand removed from Uncle Shi's abdomen, he asked, "Where is the injury?"
Yue Yao was silent for a moment, then said, "Stomach."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "I know it's the stomach, I'm asking..."
Linghu Qingzhu's gaze suddenly turned to him.
The words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
Yue Yao said nothing more, stood up and walked out quietly.
Fairy Zixia and Luo Ning also followed him out.
Nangong Huoyue glanced at the two again, and then whispered, "You have already won two games, which is enough. The opponent will definitely send a disciple of the Spiritual Transformation Realm or a Grandmaster to compete in the next game. The dean asked me to tell you that you can just admit defeat, and no one will blame you, let alone laugh at you. Even if you lose this competition, you are still a hero of my Great Yan. With your talent, as long as you can save your life, my Great Yan has hope."
Luo Qingzhou looked at his uncle's abdomen with a calm expression: "It's okay, I want to try again."
Nangong Huoyue looked at him again, said nothing more, and turned away.
There were only two people left in the tent.
Luo Qingzhou paused, walked to the bedside, held his uncle's cold hand, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, Sister Yue is very powerful, she is a master of alchemy, she will definitely cure you."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him quietly without saying a word, tears silently sliding down from the corners of her eyes.
Luo Qingzhou's lips trembled slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek.
Then he let go of her hand, stood up and walked out of the tent.
"Feiyang, next game..."
Fairy Zixia, the old ancestor, Dean Bai, and the others all seemed to want to talk to him and remind him of something, but he walked straight through the crowd, stepped onto the battle stage, and looked at the people from Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Just watched quietly and didn't say anything else.
Seeing that he had rested well, Jia Xun looked at the people from Piao Miao Xian Zong and said, "The fifth game can begin now."
A tall young man in a blue robe suddenly walked out from the crowd of Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
The young man had a calm face, without any aura emanating from him. He walked onto the stage at an unhurried pace, looked across, and said, "Xiao Yao from the Piao Miao Immortal Sect, early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, late stage of the Grandmaster Realm."
As soon as these words were spoken, the practitioners below the stage began to discuss in low voices.
"Xiao Yao? It's him! I've heard of him. He's the most outstanding descendant of the Xiao family, the largest cultivation family in Xiangguo. He became famous at a very young age. I heard that he was noticed by the senior elders as soon as he entered Piaomiao Xianzong and was directly accepted as a personal disciple."
"Sure enough, Piao Miao Xian Zong couldn't afford to play around anymore, so they directly sent a disciple who was at the Spiritual Transformation Realm up here. He is one realm higher than the disciple from Dayan."
"Don't bully the weak. This is a naked desire for revenge!"
"That can't be said. The ten disciples who participated in the competition were stronger than each other. It was probably his turn according to the order. After all, they are the Piao Miao Xian Sect, and their overall strength is very strong."
"It's such a pity for that young man Dayan. If he was born in one of the three major immortal sects, he would be extraordinary!"
There was a lot of discussion in the audience.
The faces of the people from Piaomiao Immortal Sect were filled with gloom and murderous intent.
Zhou Yuanshan sneered, "Do you really think that he is invincible just because he won two games? If I pick out any outstanding disciple from my Piao Miao Xian Zong, I can make him understand how big the gap is between Da Yan and our Piao Miao Xian Zong!"
"Starting from this match, in the following matches, we from the Piao Miao Xian Sect will kill them all instantly!"
He said through gritted teeth.
At this time.
Jia Xun waved his sleeves, and a light shield appeared, slowly covering the entire battlefield.
"The fifth competition begins!"
He announced in a cold voice.
Everyone in the audience perked up and watched the stage with bated breath.
Not far away, on the Yunzhou, two windows were open.
Several pairs of eyes turned to the figure on the battle stage.
The woman in the red skirt said, "Master, he is only at the late stage of the Spiritual Severing Realm and the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm. He is definitely no match for the other party. The other party will definitely kill him to avenge himself. Let's go out and see. We can get closer so that we can stop him."
The woman in the purple skirt said, "He's not stupid. If he can't win, he might just surrender."
The woman in the red skirt frowned and said, "The key is that the other party may not give him a chance to surrender. After all, the other party is in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and his physical body is the same as his. If the technique he practices is powerful, he may be killed instantly."
"Hey, where's Pinky?"
"Already out..."
"Look, we guessed right, Fanfan is interested in that boy! Master, we..."
At this time, a cold voice came from another window: "Look again."
Several people stopped talking.
At this time, the battle on the stage has already begun.
This battle is obviously different from the previous ones.
The young man named Xiao Yao from Piaomiao Immortal Sect, without any nonsense or hesitation, took out a sword the moment Jia Xun announced the start of the competition, and slashed out a sword light with astonishing power!
As for the young man from Dayan, he gave up on taking the initiative to attack in this game.
When the sword light came slashing towards him, he could only rely on his fist and body movements to dodge, and did not dare to take a single step forward.
When the people in the audience saw this scene, they all thought it was a pity.
"The difference in realm is too great. Even if the young man has passion and courage, it will be useless."
"Although his body movements and boxing skills are powerful, dodging like this will eventually exhaust all his energy. If he makes a mistake, he will die."
"It seems there is no suspense in this game."
When everyone from Piaomiao Immortal Sect saw this scene, they were completely relieved.
As for the people in Dayan, their expressions were grim.
“Swish!”
Xiao Yao has already slashed out the twenty-second sword in a row!
Luo Qingzhou was still dodging.
But the entire battle platform was not large, and was covered by the light shield of the formation, so the space he had to hide was getting smaller and smaller.
Xiao Yao's sword light has blocked all his escape routes!
“Buzz—”
The sword in his hand suddenly hummed, and the powerful soul power in his body that was in the state of transformation began to flow into the sword continuously.
The sword's light grew bigger and bigger, and a dragon's roar could be heard from it!
A terrifying aura suddenly emanated from the sword in his hand and from his body!
"Twenty-four Dragon-Slaying Swords..."
Below the stage, Jia Xuntong's eyes shrank slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
This set of swordsmanship actually appeared in the world.
Um
He suddenly felt something was wrong. It wasn't the competition on the stage that was wrong, but...
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately retracted his gaze. The energy in his body moved slightly, and suddenly his body trembled. He felt dizzy, and his body swayed, almost falling.
"this… "
"Is this old man... poisoned?"
His face was filled with shock, and he felt incredible and puzzled.
At this time, Ma Yan, an elder of Penglai Fairy Island standing behind him, saw that something was wrong with him and hurried over to ask, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Jia Xun opened his mouth, was stunned for a moment, then looked at him and asked, "You didn't respond?"
Ma Yan looked confused: "What's the matter?"
Jia Xun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and his eyes immediately looked towards the battlefield.
The floral scent just now...
“Swish!”
On the battlefield, Xiao Yao used his Twenty-Four Dragon-Slaying Swords to strike out the first sword, with astonishing power.
But he suddenly felt something was wrong.
When he raised the sword in his hand and prepared to strike a second time, he suddenly found that the meridians in his body seemed to be blocked and his soul power could not flow at all!
He was startled and hurriedly activated the internal skills in his body, exerting his greatest strength to activate his soul power.
But this time, the soul power completely stopped there and did not move at all!
What's going on
“Buzz—”
The precious sword in his hand suddenly wailed. Without the replenishment of soul power, the sword light on the blade suddenly began to tremble and shrink.
His face changed and he immediately tried to mobilize the energy in his Danhai.
But the Yuanli also remained motionless!
This shock was truly extraordinary!
He immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, roared softly, and once again used all his strength to mobilize the soul power in his body.
However…
"puff-"
Because he was pushing too hard, a fart suddenly came out from behind his butt...
The fart was so powerful that it actually blew the elegant blue robe behind him into the air, making a rustling sound!
And... the sound is really loud...
Everyone in the audience: “…”
The muscles on Jia Xun's face twitched constantly.
He had already retreated several meters, and at this moment, he took a few more steps back calmly, holding his breath.
Xiao Yao froze in place and suddenly turned into a wooden stake.
At this moment, he wanted to die...
But he finally reacted!
His lips trembled as he looked at the boy opposite him, his expression distorted: "You...you...you actually..."
"You actually poisoned me!"
Luo Qingzhou suddenly held his nose and said angrily.
After saying that, he punched him in the chest with a "bang"!
"Moo—"
A deafening mooing of a cow was heard!
A shadow of a demon bull suddenly appeared behind Luo Qingzhou, and a black fist light with red lightning smashed heavily into Xiao Yao's chest!
Xiao Yao no longer had any strength to resist. His chest was hit with a "click" sound, and he was knocked flying backwards!
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Luo Qingzhou's fist instantly fell on his body and head like a storm!
"Stop! We..."
The moment Xiao Yao's chest was smashed, Wei Wuchang of Piaomiao Immortal Sect suddenly screamed loudly.
Xiao Yao is his disciple, his most proud disciple!
Moreover, he was a disciple who had been praised by the ancestor himself!
Nothing can happen!
But his words were not as fast as Luo Qingzhou's fist.
When he shouted this, hundreds of Luo Qingzhou's fists had already fallen on Xiao Yao like a storm!
Of course, there is thunder and lightning!
"boom!"
Xiao Yao fell heavily to the ground, his head and body were covered in blood, and he died on the spot!
"Sizzle..."
At the same time, a purple lightning penetrated into his body, instantly destroying his body and soul!
The whole process was terribly smooth.
The funny thing is that it was only at this moment that Wei Wuchang's words, which he had just shouted out, trembled and fell: "We... admit defeat..."
Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the dead body, looked up at the audience, and said to him: "Sorry, you shouted too late... Even if it was a little earlier, I might have been able to stop my fist and at least leave him a piece of intact meat..."
Wei Wuchang froze in place, his face grim, his whole body trembling, and his fists clenched.
This time, Luo Qingzhou did not pick up anything on the ground, nor did he sprinkle any powder. He just said calmly: "Below the Grandmaster, I am invincible! Above the Grandmaster, I poison! In the sixth game, it will still be me."
The practitioners below the stage were speechless: "..."
Everyone in Da Yan: "..."