The stage cheered.
The practitioners below the stage also began to discuss excitedly.
Dayan actually won four games in a row!
At the beginning of the competition, who could have imagined this result
It was totally beyond everyone's expectations.
I thought that under the crush of a behemoth like Piaomiao Xianzong, it would be very good if Dayan could luckily win one or two games. I never expected that they actually won four games in a row!
What’s even more absurd is that all four games were won by one person.
And there is still a gap in cultivation!
"Win one more game! Win one more game, and Da Yan will win this negotiation contest!"
"No, we have to win at least two more games to be safe."
"Yes, it seems to be eleven games!"
"Hmph, as for what those people from Piao Miao Xian Zong said before, that as long as Da Yan wins five games, it will be Da Yan's final victory. I guess they are now thinking about how to go back on their word."
"That's what they said themselves, not what Senior Jia said, so Da Yan naturally won't believe it."
"Yes, Da Yan will be infallible only if he wins six games!"
"But the boy looks..."
While the practitioners below the stage were discussing, the young man who was surrounded and cheered by the people of Da Yan on the stage suddenly went limp and fell down.
Judging from his appearance, he must be seriously injured and exhausted.
"Winning four games in a row is already pretty good. After fighting a grandmaster for so long, I should be exhausted..."
"Indeed, I think we'll have to change players in the next game."
On the stage, Luo Qingzhou fainted.
The people of Dayan hurriedly carried him down and put him into the tent.
The space in the tent was too small and Linghu Qingzhu was lying inside, so except for Bai Yishan who followed in, everyone else stayed outside.
Fairy Zixia put him in another corner.
Bai Yishen looked solemn and began to check his injuries carefully.
Nangong Huoyue naturally followed in.
Linghu Qingzhu was covered with a quilt and had fallen into a deep sleep due to the effect of the medicine.
Inside the tent, everyone held their breath in silence.
Bai Yishan first carefully checked the external injuries on his body. After checking, Fang was surprised and said: "The skin is cracked in many places, and the bones and flesh inside have also been hit violently, but it seems that the meridians, bones and flesh, etc. are all intact..."
Nangong Huoyue, who was standing by, quickly asked, "Dean, does that mean he is okay?"
Bai Yishan was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know yet. I need to check his body again to see if he has any internal injuries."
As she said this, she stretched out her hand and prepared to put it on his chest.
At this time, Luo Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Senior Bai, there is no need to check, I am fine."
After saying that, he actually sat up, took out a bottle of spiritual liquid, and poured it into his palm.
After the two drops of spiritual fluid disappeared from his palm, he explained, "Just now I pretended to be unconscious to deceive those people. There is no damage inside my body, but my skin and bones are a little painful. I will be fine after resting for a while."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and began to slowly circulate the internal energy.
Spiritual fluid enters the body.
A burning energy immediately rose from the abdomen.
It then begins to flow throughout the body, repairing areas with minor injuries.
Soon, the pain from his cracked skin began to ease.
Bai Yishan stared at him in a daze, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded slightly and whispered to Nangong Huoyue beside him: "Let him have a good rest, don't worry, I'll go out and take a look. Piaomiao Xianzong has lost four games in a row, so they should be getting anxious."
Nangong Huoyue frowned slightly and nodded.
Bai Yishen looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes again, then turned and walked out of the tent.
Outside the tent.
When the practitioners saw him come out, they hurriedly asked about Luo Qingzhou's current situation.
Bai Yishan paused and said in a deep voice: "There is no worry about his life, but if I want to have the next competition, I am afraid... I am not able to do it."
His gaze turned towards the people from Piaomiao Immortal Sect across the arena.
A light shield had already appeared there, covering all the people of Piaomiao Xianzong.
Apparently, they were discussing the next competition.
Jia Xun returned to the crowd on Penglai Fairy Island, sat down on a chair, drank tea, and waited with an indifferent expression.
Everyone on Penglai Fairy Island was whispering about the battle that had just taken place.
The boy's fighting ability and willpower really shocked them.
"It's a pity that if such a disciple were in my Penglai Fairy Island, I'm afraid his current cultivation level would be far more than that of a Grandmaster..."
"I didn't expect that such an outstanding young man would come out of the small town of Dayan..."
"Humph, this time the Piao Miao Xian Sect has lost all its face..."
Xuanyuan Yu, the Holy Son of Penglai Fairy Island, remained silent.
At this moment, his eyes were looking at the woman in white dress who was surrounded by several girls on the cloud boat not far away.
That woman was the Fairy Qin Yao, who was famous for her beauty and talent in the Nine Heavens Yaotai.
Although she had a veil on her face, her celestial figure and temperament were incomparable to those of an ordinary woman.
Even the five young fairies beside her, full of youth and beauty, seemed to pale in comparison to her.
At this time, on the cloud boat of Jiutian Yaotai.
Hong Yuan and the others were naturally also excitedly talking to Fairy Qin Yao about the battle that had just happened.
"Master, did you see that? Not only does he have amazing talent and a special physique, but he also has a strong willpower, is very brave, is loyal to his country, and can even decipher ancient formations. He's simply too perfect! If you don't take him in quickly, someone else will definitely snatch him away."
"Master, Senior Sister is right. We should decide as soon as possible to accept him as our personal disciple. Even if it's not for his Thunder Spirit Root, such a young man is rare. With his talent and willpower, he will definitely shine in our Jiutian Yaotai in the future."
Hong Yuan and Zi Wei both tried to persuade him.
Lu He also said in a crisp voice with expectation, "Master, don't be afraid of being embarrassed. No one dares to laugh at you. So what if you accept a male disciple? It's not like our sect has never had any uncles and aunts accept male disciples. Besides... we also want a little junior disciple."
As for Fenyou and Lanyu, they stood aside silently without saying anything.
Fairy Qin Yao also remained silent.
Hong Yuan quickly asked, "Fenfen, Lanlan, what do you two think?"
Lan Yu said in a cold voice: "Whatever."
Fen You was silent for a moment, glanced at his master, and said, "If we really want to accept him into our Jiutian Yaotai, we should let Uncle Lianxue accept him as his personal disciple."
When these words were spoken, everyone else was stunned.
Fairy Qin Yao glanced at him calmly and continued to look at the crowd.
Ziwei asked in confusion: "Fenfen, why did you give him to Master Lianxue?"
Fenyou said calmly, "Master Lianxue is also from our Jade Maiden Peak, and she is a sister to Master, so there is no difference."
Lu He said crisply, "But, Master Lian Xue is a Confucianist, so it's not appropriate, right? Besides, why not just let Master take him in? Why bother with all this?"
Fenyou fell silent and said nothing more.
At this time, Hong Yuan, the senior sister, suddenly reacted, glanced at her master, and said quickly: "Yes, let Uncle Lianxue accept him as a disciple, this is the most appropriate."
Everyone else's eyes turned to her.
Hong Yuan coughed and walked to the railing at the back.
A few people understood and followed immediately.
At this time, Hong Yuanfang whispered: "Master has been stuck in his current realm for many years, and he urgently needs the young man's thunder spirit energy to break through. Didn't you also read the information about the thunder spirit root in the book last time? If Master accepts him as a disciple, then the two of them will have a master-disciple relationship... In that case, Master..."
At this point, she glanced at the master in front of her and lowered her voice again: "Master and disciple, it's not easy for the master to do it..."
Several girls: “…”
Fairy Qin Yao seemed to have heard their murmurings, so she turned around and entered the room.
And at this time.
Xuanyuan Yu, who was standing in the crowd of Penglai Fairy Island not far away, slowly withdrew his gaze.
After a pause, he looked towards Dayan again.
But that cold figure was not standing among the crowd, and no one knew where he had gone.
In his mind, the image of the first time he saw her emerged again: her figure and face, dressed in white as white as snow, ethereal as a fairy, and absolutely beautiful and flawless.
"It's a pity after all..."
"If she hadn't left, she would be the Saint of Jiutian Yaotai now..."
He sighed secretly in his heart.
And at this time.
In Dayan's tent, Luo Qingzhou was quickly recovering the energy consumed in his body.
The half of the remaining Yuanli in the intermediate Yuanshi that Sister Yue gave him was also quickly absorbed by him.
Vast energies within the body began to stir, surging like waves.
This is another reminder to him that it’s time to break through!
Luo Qingzhou practiced his skills to suppress them temporarily, and continued to refine and absorb the energy brought by the spiritual liquid in his body.
Nangong Huoyue sat next to him, holding a bottle of ointment in her hand, carefully applying it to the cracked wounds on his skin.
A trace of coolness melted away on the wound.
Luo Qingzhou could no longer feel the pain, he only felt that all the acupoints and meridians in his body, and even his dantian, were feeling uncomfortable.
He took a deep breath and continued to suppress the restless energy in his body.
Yue Yao had come in at some point and was standing beside him, looking at him quietly.
While Nangong Huoyue was helping him apply the ointment, he glanced at her from time to time, as if he wanted to speak but held back.
Luo Qingzhou quickly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them.
Nangong Huoyue put away the medicine bottle, but did not leave. She looked at someone next to her and said coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it. I am his wife, not an outsider."
Yue Yao was silent for a moment, then looked at him and said, "There will be a thunder tribulation when you break through, but there is no need to use it this time. You can break through first and suppress the thunder tribulation temporarily."
After hearing this, Nangong Huoyue was stunned for a moment, then her heart suddenly shook. She turned her head and looked at Luo Qingzhou and said, "You... you are going to break through? Grandmaster?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded, looked at the cold girl in front of him and said: "Sister Yue, can the thunder tribulation be suppressed?"
Yue Yao looked at him coldly and said, "Your thunder tribulation is due to the root of the thunder spirit. It is not the true thunder tribulation realm, so you only need to temporarily isolate the root of the thunder spirit from the aura in your body."
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he asked, "How to isolate it?"
Yue Yao did not answer but looked at Nangong Huoyue beside her.
Nangong Huoyue blinked and was stunned for a moment before she reacted and said angrily, "I am his wife!"
Yue Yao still didn't speak.
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to say, "Your Majesty, please go out first."
Nangong Huoyue narrowed her eyes and was about to get angry, but Luo Qingzhou said again: "I don't have much time. The next competition should start soon."
When Nangong Huoyue heard this, she immediately stood up, looked at the two of them coldly, and left quickly.
Fairy Zixia was standing at the door. When she saw her come out, she immediately went in.
Nangong Huoyue immediately reached out and held her back, whispering, "Don't disturb him, he is practicing martial arts."
Fairy Zixia was startled when she heard this and did not dare to go in again.
At this time, Zhuang Zhiyan, Yunshang Taoist and others were worrying about the next candidates.
Although Luo Qingzhou said before he stepped down that he would still be the next player, everyone knew that he had been seriously injured and exhausted, and finally passed out. He would definitely admit defeat in the next game, otherwise he would be courting death.
Piaomiao Immortal Sect has lost four games in a row, so they will probably send out their most powerful disciples for this one.
Although he won his last battle against the grandmaster's early disciple, it was a very difficult victory and he won with great effort. He was definitely not going to win this time.
The difference in strength is too great, and it will be useless even if you try your best.
"Except Miss Yueyao, I'm afraid no one else can go up..."
"But Miss Yueyao's strength is restricted by the other party..."
Bai Yishan stood aside, also frowning slightly.
Even if the young man fully recovered, he probably wouldn't have any chance in this fight.
The Piao Miao Xian Zong will never care about face again and will continue to send disciples from weak to strong.
That disciple has already reached the early stage of Grand Master level. Those who are even stronger than him would be even more terrifying.
Nangong Huoyue stood at the door, silent.
And at this time.
Over at Piao Miao Xian Zong, whether it was the elders or the young disciples, all looked extremely unhappy.
"Great Elder, just let Zhuo Yang go up and kill that little beast instantly!"
Zhou Yuanshan gritted his teeth.
Gong Yangyan looked at him and said, "What if another Grandmaster appears on the other side, or Yue Yao can still exert the strength of the Spiritual Transformation Realm?"
Yueyang Lou was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's stick with the previous selection. Keep Zhuoyang to deal with Yue Yao, just in case. That guy is already seriously injured. Even if he is pretending, he must be injured and exhausted after fighting Fang Ming for so long. This fight is actually not difficult."
Having said that, he looked at Zhu Yufeng who was standing in the corner.
When Zhu Yufeng saw his gaze, he trembled all over, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Yue, disciple...disciple can't...really can't..."
Wei Wuchang on the side immediately shouted angrily: "Useless thing! You are at the level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and that guy is useless now, what are you afraid of?"
Zhu Yufeng immediately bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a "thump", crying, "My dear uncles and aunts, I really can't do it... I have a stomachache today and I feel uncomfortable. Also, I disturbed my meridians when practicing yesterday, and now my whole body is weak... I can't muster any strength at all..."
Wei Wuchang was immediately enraged and raised his hand to slap him.
Gong Yangyan frowned and shouted, "Brother Wei, no! How can you start beating your own disciples before defeating the enemy?"
Wei Wuchang said angrily: "This useless thing..."
"Okay, stop talking."
Gong Yangyan's face was gloomy. He said, "Everyone has his own ambitions. You can't force him. Since he is afraid of that guy and is timid, he will definitely lose even if you force him to go up. Why give up his life in vain?"
Wei Wuchang's eyes widened with anger, and he clenched his fists and said, "I wish I could go up and cut that little beast into pieces! My Piao Miao Xian Sect has suffered a disgrace today!"
After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Yueyang Tower looked at the blue-skirted woman behind him and said, "Lan Ling, didn't you volunteer to go up and kill that guy? You are in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and you are very skilled in flying swords. That guy is already at the end of his strength. If you go up, you should be able to kill him without any effort."
Lan Ling was extremely silent at this time. He lowered his head and bit his lip, saying, "Master Yue, I am indeed in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but I am only ranked fifth on this year's Piaomiao Ranking. Fang Ming is ranked fourth, and he is already... I am afraid that I can't do it... Besides, the opponent's lightning is specifically designed to suppress the soul..."
Yueyang Tower looked at her guilty and evasive eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said nothing more.
A mere late-stage Grandmaster kid actually scared the best disciple of their Piaomiao Xianzong this year. If this were to get out, the other practitioners would laugh their heads off.
It's embarrassing, really embarrassing.
After returning, how are they going to explain to the clan leader and ancestors
I thought that I had just come to the border of Da Yan to show off my strength and to show the talents and strength of the disciples of Piao Miao Xian Zong to other Jiu Tian Yao Tai, Peng Lai Xian Dao, and all the sects in the world. But in the end... I came here to be a clown...
"Why… "
An elder couldn't help but sigh.
Gong Yangyan looked at the other two disciples and said in a deep voice: "Fang Renjie, Zhang Wanyi, you are the second and third on this year's ranking list, both of you are in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Do you dare to go up?"
Fang Renjie immediately said respectfully: "Disciple is willing to go up and kill this beast to wash away the shame for our sect! Avenge my fellow disciples!"
Zhang Wanyi also cupped his hands and said, "Disciple is willing too!"
Gong Yangyan nodded with relief.
At this time, Zhang Wanyi suddenly lowered his head and said, "But... I just discovered that my stomach... doesn't seem to be feeling well..."
Everyone: “…”
The muscles on Gong Yangyan's face twitched slightly.
There was an eerie silence for a moment in the field.
Gong Yangyan couldn't help but sigh, and looked at one of the young men and said, "Renjie, you should go. You are ranked second on the Piaomiao list this year. You have good strength and combat experience. It is more than enough to kill the opponent."
Fang Renjie said in a sonorous voice: "I will definitely live up to the high expectations of all the uncles and uncles!"
At this time, Jia Xun's indifferent voice came from outside: "The time is up!"
Fang Renjie's eyes focused and he immediately strode out.
He was at the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm, so how could he be afraid of a mere Grandmaster level kid! Moreover, the other party was already injured!
The reason why the opponent was able to win four games in a row was that, except for the last game where they fought hard, the other three games were all based on conspiracy and trickery.
If the other party really has the ability to defeat those with cultivation above the Grand Master level, how could he possibly try every possible means to play tricks
In the last competition, if Junior Brother Fang had persisted a little longer, the opponent would have undoubtedly lost.
What a pity.
Junior Brother Fang’s willpower was not strong enough and he was frightened by the opponent’s desperate attitude.
Once a practitioner has fear in his heart, he is doomed to fail.
He is cultivating his soul and has a strong will, so he can naturally control his fear better than those who cultivate their body.
What's more, he is two realms higher than Junior Brother Fang.
Although at the same level, body cultivators are stronger than soul cultivators, he and that boy are not at the same level.
His state of transformation is the same level as that of a grand master.
And his cultivation level in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm must be at least that of the middle stage of the Grand Master to be on par with him.
That young man is only at the level of a master, what is there to be afraid of
As long as he wins this competition, he will become the sect's hero after returning, and will also become the sect's most valued disciple!
The Great Elder and other elders would also secretly be grateful to him in their hearts.
Therefore, he must participate in this competition, and he must win!
Thinking like this.
He walked onto the battlefield with a determined look and full of confidence.
As for Dayan, it seemed that no one had come up yet.
The practitioners below the stage began to discuss among themselves.
"Sure enough, the young man is seriously injured and can't fight again."
"Such an outstanding disciple must not be allowed to come up and die. I wonder who Da Yan will send up in this battle?"
"Isn't it the girl named Yueyao?"
Bai Yishen, Zhuang Zhiyan and others also looked towards the entrance of the tent.
Nangong Huoyue stood at the door. Although she was anxious, she did not dare to go in and disturb them.
And at this time.
In the tent, Luo Qingzhou had tried it several times and found that he could indeed temporarily isolate the Thunder Spirit Root from the aura and connection in the body.
As soon as the technique was performed, the root of the thunder spirit in the body suddenly disappeared as if out of thin air. No breath of it could be felt, and even the internal organs could not see it.
"Sister Yue, thank you."
Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked at the cold girl in front of him.
Yue Yao didn't say anything. Just as she was about to leave, he suddenly grabbed her hand, gently pulled her into his arms, then hugged her and whispered, "Sister Yue, can you encourage me?"
Yue Yao stiffened in his arms, then immediately began to struggle.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her delicate face and watery eyes, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her little mouth. He bit her greedily a few times before letting her go and whispered, "So sweet..."
Then he stood up and walked to the door, then turned back and said at the door: "Thank you Sister Yue for your encouragement. With Sister Yue's encouragement, I can still fight three more games!"
After saying that, he opened the door curtain and strode out.
Yue Yao lay motionless in the tent. After a moment, her eyes suddenly turned to the bed not far away.
Linghu Qingzhu had opened his eyes at some point and was now looking at her quietly.
There was silence in the tent.
At this moment, Jia Xun's voice suddenly came from outside: "Does Dayan want to admit defeat in this match?"
It should be because Dayan has been slow to send anyone to the stage.
At this time, a familiar voice sounded outside: "Da Yan will never admit defeat. If the opponent wants to admit defeat, I can spare his life."
As soon as these words were spoken, the practitioners outside were suddenly in an uproar.
The practitioners of Dayan suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
In the tent.
The two looked at each other in silence.
Outside.
Luo Qingzhou changed into a clean robe and strode onto the battlefield.
The noise around gradually quieted down.
Almost everyone's eyes turned to him.
On the cloud boat not far away.
Fairy Qin Yao and her five disciples came out of the house at some point, all looking at him.