The game on the field continues.
The other sect disciples were very vigilant and did not attack Feng Siyue's team again. After all, they had learned from the previous experience and they were worried that Feng Siyue would take out a few more Thunder Pills.
Moreover, in this preliminary round, only half of the people in the field will be eliminated, and the remaining half will successfully advance to the second round.
Feng Siyue didn't even make a move, and she and her five teammates won easily.
The five teammates were all stunned. They never thought they could enter the second round, let alone advance in this way.
The others who advanced are all masters, only they are the weakest.
"This game is over. The next competition will be held in the west arena. Disciples who want to participate, please be ready!" The old man who presided over the competition said loudly.
Feng Youran gritted her teeth and said, "How could she be so lucky to be able to advance to the next level unscathed? Damn it!"
Feng Wanqing also clenched her fists. She was really disappointed that she didn't see Feng Siyue being beaten to a pulp.
Moreover, the opponent was very popular in this game, and I'm afraid everyone must have remembered her name.
"Sister Wanqing, she will be representing the Chiyang Divine Sect in the competition next. In her hand is the Seven-Turn Jade Flute that she bought at the auction last time. It was refined by Xiao Yansheng, the Sect Master of the Chiyang Divine Sect. It is a seventh-rank offensive magic weapon. I'm afraid she will sweep the entire field again!" Feng Youran suddenly said with gritted teeth.
"Hmph, she won't have this chance." Feng Wanqing said with a sneer.
Because the Monks' Alliance has long known that Han Yue has the Seven-Turn Jade Flute in his hand, the rules of the competition will stipulate that it is impossible to have magic weapons of level seven or above.
There was no such restriction originally. If we have to blame someone, we can only blame Han Yue for being too high-profile. The fact that she bid for the Seven-Turn Jade Flute would be known once we inquired about it. Otherwise, who would have known that she had this magic weapon in her hands
Thinking of this, she suddenly wanted to see the ugly expression on the other person's face after hearing this restriction.
"Let's go, let's go to the West Stadium to see the excitement."
With such a big accident happening in the competition here, I believe that other disciples will be on guard against Hanyue by then, and it will be absolutely impossible for him to advance!
Feng Wanqing and Feng Youran arrived at the west competition venue. After the organizer announced the rules, they did not see negative emotions such as surprise and fear on Han Yue's face as they had hoped.
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The pair of eyes outside the veil were still as lazy and wanton, as if the rules had nothing to do with her.
"She's not nervous at all, how is that possible!"
Feng Wanqing suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
Could it be that in addition to the Seven-turn Jade Flute, Han Yue also has other magical weapons of the Chiyang Divine Sect
This is not impossible. After all, she even obtained the lost elixir of the Apocalypse Pill Sect. Since she has obtained the inheritance of the Chiyang Divine Sect, maybe there are other magic weapons!
Feng Wanqing's heart sank as she looked at Han Yue with a gloomy and fierce gaze. This woman would definitely be her greatest enemy!
But even if the disciples of Qibao Pavilion lose, it doesn’t matter, because she will personally trample them under her feet and make them regret going against her.
"Feng Wanqing, look, Senior Brother Zhou from Qibao Pavilion actually took out the Broken Army Knife!"
At this time, Feng Youran on the side suddenly said excitedly.
Feng Wanqing's eyes lit up.
The Broken Army Sword is the most stunning sixth-tier sword to have appeared in the Northern Territory in recent years. It was forged by Zhai Yi, the eldest disciple of the Seven Treasures Pavilion.
This Zhai Yi was the youngest sixth-rank weapon refiner in the Northern Territory. As he was in seclusion, he did not participate in this sect competition.
I didn’t expect that Zhai Yi would lend such a precious sword to his junior fellow disciple to participate in the competition!
Very good!
Han Yue will definitely be injured this time. She doesn’t believe that the other party can come up with a magic weapon more amazing than the Broken Army Sword!
Only magic weapons below level seven are allowed in the competition. The attack power of the Broken Army Sword is amazing, so Qibao Pavilion is sure to win.
This competition was still a team battle of eight people, but the audience found that no one was willing to team up with Hanyue!
"Why is it that some disciples from a small sect would rather have a few fewer people in their team than to include Han Yue?"
Someone asked doubtfully.
In the last game, Hanyue performed unexpectedly and led all members of his team to advance. There should be someone willing to team up with him.
"You don't understand this! Everyone has watched the competition and knows that she has offended the Five Poison Sect. Now she is continuing to compete on behalf of the Red Sun Divine Sect. She will definitely be targeted by the Seven Treasures Pavilion. If we team up with her, we will offend these two major sects!"
"That's right, who would want to offend the Dan Sect and the Qi Sect? Isn't that courting death?"
"It seems like she will definitely be eliminated. How can she fight against others alone?"
Everyone was watching the fun and talking about it.
On the field, all the disciples had formed teams, and only Feng Siyue was standing alone.
She glanced at the Qibao Pavilion disciple named Zhou, or to be more precise, at the broken saber in his hand, and a hint of ridicule flashed across her eyes.
"My fellow Daoist, the shape of the sword in your hand looks very familiar. Could it be a copy of the Crescent Moon Sword of the Red Sun Sect?"
As soon as Feng Siyue said this, the five disciples from Qianji Pavilion on the opposite side became angry and glared at him.
Senior Brother Zhou was furious and said, "Nonsense! This broken saber was made by our senior brother after years of hard work. How could he plagiarize from a ruined sect?"
"You said it was plagiarism, do you have any evidence? I think you are just trying to stir up trouble and discredit our Qibao Pavilion!"
"That's right! Apologize! Apologize quickly!"
These five disciples were aggressive and forced Feng Siyue to apologize.
They were very confident that Feng Siyue would not be able to produce any evidence, because the Red Dragon Sword was an eighth-rank magic weapon, which was refined by the leader of the Chiyang Sect just before something happened. Few people knew what it looked like, but they only knew that when it was refined, the sound of a dragon's roar was heard between heaven and earth, which was extremely domineering.
Feng Siyue narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, a deep voice came into her mind.
"The father of Qibao Pavilion's eldest disciple Zhai Yi was an unknown disciple of the Chiyang Divine Sect. After the Chiyang Divine Sect encountered trouble, he stole all the blueprints of the magic weapons and joined the Qibao Pavilion. He also married the daughter of the sect leader and is now one of the elders of the Qibao Pavilion."
She looked into the crowd and saw a tall man wearing a silver mask. He was the one who sent her the message.
This is the secret of Qianji Pavilion. Outsiders do not know it, and Feng Siyue is also unaware of it. Eighth Master did not speak to her. It is estimated that Eighth Master did not even know that one of his disciples was selling out his sect for personal gain.
Her face darkened slightly. No wonder the Qibao Pavilion had grown from a medium-sized sect into the number one weapon refining sect in the Northern Territory.
The man revealed an important news to her.
"Thank you, senior brother." She sent a message back to Di Xuanshang and threw him a coquettish look. As for whether he could see it clearly or not, that was none of her business.