Feng Siyue smiled sarcastically, then calmly asked ten paper figures with painted blush to take their place, and continued cutting paper.
She cut the paper figures very quickly, and in just a few blinks of an eye she had more than a dozen paper figures.
Wow wow wow wow!
Soon there were hundreds of blushing paper figures standing on the field.
The difference is that the blush on these paper figures’ faces is not red pigment, but Feng Siyue’s blood.
The paper figure with her blood became obviously much stronger, its face was no longer pale, and it moved more flexibly.
Jin Chanzi was the first person to discover the difference. He was then able to strangle the paper man easily, as easy as stepping on an ant.
By the time he realized the problem, it was too late. The new paper creature had immense power and was not afraid of the Buddha's will. The blazing Buddha's light that could exorcise evil spirits had no effect on him!
Feng Siyue smiled like a flower. Of course, the Buddha's light had no effect on these paper figures. Didn't they know that the Guidao Sect actually practiced Taoism? The origin of Taoism was earlier than Buddhism. The Taoists pursued the state of unity between man and nature, while Buddhism pursued nirvana.
Only the Buddha's light after Nirvana can be useful to these paper figures, but Jin Chanzi has not entered Nirvana, so he cannot hurt the paper figures at all!
Jin Chanzi's face darkened slightly, and he suddenly remembered something. He looked at the veiled woman. Why did her blood have such a great effect
Isn't she a remnant of the Guidao Sect? Why can I sense the breath of light from her blood
Why would such a woman with pure blood choose to join the Guidao Sect!
No one answered his inner thoughts. At the moment when he was stunned, this evil woman cunningly let the paper figurines deal with his fellow apprentices!
Paper people are not like real people. They are not afraid of attacks or pain. Even if they lose arms and legs, they don’t feel anything and continue to attack others. They are very difficult to deal with!
Although his fellow junior brothers had high levels of cultivation, there were too many paper men, and soon one of them was knocked off the competition stage by the paper men.
Jin Chanzi immediately put away the golden bell, and the Buddha's light instantly turned into hundreds of spears, shooting towards the paper man!
Feng Siyue suddenly moved and stretched out her hand. The yin energy from a few miles around rushed towards her and formed a huge yin energy barrier, blocking all the spears in an instant.
She opened her red lips slightly and said slowly: "Jin Chanzi, your opponent is me."
Yin energy gathered, the sky around darkened, and the temperature dropped sharply.
Feng Siyue's black hair moved without wind, and her thin skirt outlined a graceful curve.
On the other side of the Yin energy barrier, there are hundreds of golden spears, ready to penetrate the barrier.
Behind the spear was a handsome Buddhist disciple. He looked at the overwhelming yin energy with a frown.
What kind of evil magic did this witch use? Why did the negative energy gather together and pull his Buddha's light down like a swamp
In the past, any evil spirits had nowhere to hide under his Buddhist circle, and even the strongest negative energy could be purified.
Now, Jin Chanzi felt in a difficult situation. This was the first time he faced such a strange opponent.
"Buddha, don't you want to save me? Why aren't you moving?"
Feng Siyue spoke slowly, cutting with the scissors in her hand.
In just a moment, the area behind her was filled with paper figures.
Although the paper figures did not have high cultivation levels, they were very tough. Other disciples would surrender when they were injured, but the paper figures only knew how to attack. Unless their hands and feet were cut off, there was no way to stop their attacks.
As a result, more and more disciples from various sects were attacked and fell off the competition stage.
Falling down means elimination.
Feng Siyue had no intention of fighting Jin Chanzi head-on, because she didn't want to show her strength so soon.
There was no need for her to eliminate Jin Chanzi in this game.
The jade on her chest felt hot, and little Candy was calling her to come back for dinner!
"Witch, watch out!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Jin Chanzi decided to go all out.
"It's too late."
Feng Siyue curled her lips into a smile and slowly untied the ribbon covering her eyes. Just at this moment, half of the sect’s disciples were eliminated.
"The preliminary round is over, Buddha, save some time. I'm going home to eat."
Jin Chanzi froze in place, all the paper figures turned into ashes, and only a few drops of blood flew back into Feng Siyue's hands.
On the field, only a few dozen of the hundreds of disciples were left, all huddled in a corner.
The most hateful thing is that all his fellow apprentices were eliminated, and he was the only one left in Chanxu Temple.
Feng Siyue waved her hand, the yin energy dissipated, the clouds cleared and the sun came out, and the sunlight returned to the earth.
Jin Chanzi withdrew the Buddha's light with a grim expression and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha, demon girl, in the next game, I will not show mercy."
"So you were too soft-hearted just now. Do you want to apply a dog-skin plaster? I made it myself. I guarantee that it will cure your disease. I will never cheat anyone."
Jin Chanzi met her fox-like smiling eyes, snorted coldly, and looked away.
Feng Siyue thought it was quite interesting to tease him, but she was hungry now.
"Wait! Hanyue, the rules of this game do not allow the use of magic weapons. You have violated the rules!"
Suddenly, Wen Jinbao flew over silently and said sinisterly.
"You mean, my scissors and paper can also be considered magic weapons? Don't laugh your head off. If you say so, then all the embroiderers in the mortal world must be masters." Feng Siyue said speechlessly.
Even Jin Chanzi frowned, thinking that Wen Jinbao was deliberately making trouble for the witch.
Wen Jinbao said coldly: "Don't quibble. This game does not allow the use of any helpful items. Your scissors and paper gave you a great help, so you are in violation! According to the rules, in the next game, you must use half of your cultivation to participate!"
In the final analysis, it was because she was too powerful, so they wanted to find an excuse to seal off half of her cultivation and reduce her strength so that others could take action against her.
Feng Siyue suddenly pointed at the Buddha circle on Jin Chanzi's head and said with a smile: "If you say so, does he also violate the rules?"
Jin Chanzi glared at her.
Wen Jinbao said, "Of course not. The Buddha's circle is cultivated by oneself, not by external forces! You don't have to drag others down. If you are wrong, you are wrong. The sect competition has its own rules. Or, can you not afford to lose?"
"Alas." Feng Siyue sighed helplessly: "I know I'm very strong, and I also want to seal my own cultivation to give other sects' disciples some slack, but unfortunately, I really didn't violate any rules."
As she spoke, the scissors and paper she had used before appeared in her hands, and she said with a look of despair, "Because, this was conjured up by my spiritual power."
Jin Chanzi was surprised. In order to verify the truth of her words, he reached out to grab the scissors, but caught nothing.
It’s fake!
Could it be that the witch had already guessed that Elder Wen would make things difficult for her, so she was prepared