The next person to fight in Fuyu Cave is a female cultivator with a round face, her name is Qi Shanshan, and from the Lingyun Immortal Sect, there is a physical cultivator chosen by Master Ye Feng, named Ren Wei.

Everyone has high hopes for him.

Sun Yao and Bian Tingyu continued to cheer for the sect, their voices getting louder and louder.

Qi Shanshan clasped her hands together, opened them to both sides, and pulled out a sword, an epee.

She stepped forward with her feet shoulder-width apart, her legs slightly bent, and her hands raising the heavy sword diagonally upward.

Physical cultivator Ren Wei roared angrily, revealing his strong muscles.

Qi Shanshan struck first and slashed several swords in the air. The attack was so fierce that Ren Wei could only keep retreating.

The sword energy hit the ground, leaving long sword marks, as if it was going to split Yuanguan Territory in half.

Several more sword energy were fired, and Ren Wei bent down to avoid them.

There was a bang, and the sword energy just hit the stone behind Ren Wei. The stone exploded suddenly, and the gravel was pumped out. It was so far away that it even hit Song Shiyin's feet.

Seeing this situation, Song Shiyin was secretly shocked. Qi Shanshan's strength was at least at the foundation stage, and she was not a newcomer who was about to embark on the journey of cultivating immortals.

Qi Shanshan didn't give the enemy a chance to react. She took advantage of the victory and pursued her, while Ren Wei retreated steadily.

It’s a foregone conclusion.

The fight lasted no more than half a quarter of an hour.

The atmosphere in the Lingyun Immortal Sect was bleak. Ren Wei, a physical practitioner they were very optimistic about, actually lost to the inconspicuous Qi Shanshan.

It didn't even hurt her at all. Qi Shanshan was attacking throughout the whole fight, while Ren Wei could only jump up and down in embarrassment to avoid the attack.

The disparity in strength is so huge that it is impossible to make up for it.

The failure of this game seemed to be an omen. After that, Lingyun Immortal Sect lost three games in a row, and powerlessness shrouded the disciples of Lingyun Immortal Sect.

This means that they cannot lose a single game in the next competition, otherwise the winner will only be Fuyu Cave.

Is this possible?

Every disciple of Lingyun Immortal Sect is praying silently.

Du Yunxi represented the sect in this game.

Sun Yao came over and bumped into Du Yunxi's shoulder, saying: "We must win, Fellow Daoist Du! Kill them with your spirit!"

"Hey! Sun Yao, please don't put so much pressure on Fellow Daoist Du, okay?" Bian Tingyu glared at Sun Yao.

"Fellow Daoist Du, just do your best. Winning or losing is not important. Your own safety is the most important." She whispered to Du Yunxi.

"Don't fight hard, don't get hurt." Song Shiyin also said.

"I understand, don't worry. Everyone, you have to cheer me on! If I win, you will also have a part in it."

Du Yunxi smiled openly and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Du Yunxi was also fighting against a female cultivator named Cheng Ting. She was slender and beautiful.

After starting, Cheng Ting saluted Du Yunxi and then struck preemptively.

She twitched her hand to her waist and swung it hard at Du Yunxi. It turned out to be a long whip.

Song Shiyin was a little surprised that Cheng Ting had something wrapped around her waist.

Cheng Ting tapped her toes on the ground, spun her body in the air, and waved her whip as if dancing.

Du Yunxi changed her position and dodged one by one.

The long whip hit the ground, and dust flew up, covering the current situation of the battlefield.

The fight between the two is extremely enjoyable to watch and will dazzle everyone who watches it.

"Go!" Du Yunxi shouted lowly and threw out three ice picks in his hand.

The ice pick scratched Cheng Ting's arm, but due to Zongfu's defense, she was not injured.

This ice cone should be the new skill "Bingyuan Tianji Treasure" that Du Yunxi learned.

Seeing Du Yunxi exerting her strength, Cheng Ting's hand holding the whip activated her spiritual power. It shook in the air, and the whip slowly sprouted barbs from the top down, which were sharp, sharp, and shining with dazzling light.

Bian Tingyu next to her took a breath of cold air.

"Hey, dear, I didn't expect Cheng Ting's weapon to be so cruel. If you are hit by this long whip, the sharp spikes can scrape off a whole piece of flesh!"

Sun Yao clicked his tongue twice, obviously getting nervous for Du Yunxi. He gritted his teeth and looked sad.

Song Shiyin also had a heart in mind.

The long whip was difficult to dodge, and Du Yunxi was not proficient in the newly learned exercises. It seemed that injury was inevitable.

Cheng Ting swung the long whip to the ground, and then whipped it towards Du Yunxi.

Du Yunxi bent down in time to avoid it, and her sleeve was scratched by the sharp thorn. With a "hiss" sound, a whole piece of cloth was torn off.

Cheng Ting sneered and showed no mercy.

Du Yunxi saw that Cheng Ting had no mercy and stopped hiding her secrets.

Du Yunxi chanted the incantation, and hundreds of tiny ice picks appeared in her hands. With a wave of her hand, the ice picks flew out quickly, surrounding Cheng Ting, and each one was aimed at the vital point.

As soon as the hand seal was tied, even though Cheng Ting reacted extremely quickly, several ice picks still quickly penetrated Cheng Ting's body.

Her lips suddenly turned black and frost formed on her body, but this only lasted for a moment. The frost quickly receded and Cheng Ting returned to normal.

Infuriated by Du Yunxi, she lowered her face, made a hand gesture with her left hand, and muttered something.

Feeling a coolness on the tip of his nose, Song Shiyin touched it with his hand and found water droplets.

She looked up and saw that it was raining heavily in the sky, with the dividing line between Cheng Ting and Du Yunxi.

The ground near Lingyun Immortal Sect was already soaked, but the sky in Fuyu Cave was still clear.

Du Yunxi herself had ice spirit roots, and her body was wet from the rain. When the wind blew, she shivered with cold.

Seeing that Du Yunxi's clothes were wet and unable to move, Cheng Ting attacked again with a whip in hand.

She swung the whip behind Du Yunxi, then rolled it back, trying to pull Du Yunxi to her side.

Du Yunxi's body was cold and her hands and feet were stiff. She simply lay down on the ground to avoid the whip, then jumped up with her hands and jumped to the other side.

Her hair stuck to her face, and she stroked it casually, thinking about the next solution.

The rain did restrict Du Yunxi's movements and brought her great inconvenience, but Cheng Ting's move still hurt the enemy by one thousand and hurt herself by eight hundred.

Du Yunxi has ice spirit roots!

She smiled slowly and made seals in her hands. The breeze blew by, bringing a slight chill.

Du Yunxi paused for a moment, then quickly flipped his fingers.

The surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Song Shiyin couldn't help but shudder.

With the blessing of the technique, all the rainwater summoned by Cheng Ting froze and turned into ice spikes.

Du Yunxi kept sending these ice spikes to Cheng Ting's side.

The ice spikes were transparent and small, making them difficult to detect. Cheng Ting hurriedly whipped her whip, but by the time she realized it, too many ice spikes had already penetrated her body.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Du Yunxi launched the next step of the technique.

"Definitely!" she whispered.

Starting from the soles of Cheng Ting's feet, frost gradually formed, winding its way upward.

Cheng Ting was completely frozen in place and turned into an iceman. She still maintained a surprised expression.

Du Yunxi stepped forward, pulled the whip out of Cheng Ting's hand, and smashed it to the ground.

She patted the dust on her hands and made no further movements. She only turned her head to look at Master Ye Feng.

The meaning was quite obvious. Master Bairu admitted defeat for Cheng Ting. At this point, the game was officially over.

Cheng Ting behind Du Yunxi was still frozen.

A disciple from Fuyu Cave with fire spirit roots stepped forward, held Cheng Ting's hand, and unfrozen her.

Cheng Ting, who regained control of her body, immediately glared at Du Yunxi fiercely.

Du Yunxi said nothing, only looked at her calmly.

Du Yunxi's victory gave the sect disciples strong self-confidence. They felt that it would not be that difficult not to lose in the next round.

"That's amazing, Fellow Daoist Du!" As soon as Du Yunxi came back, Bian Tingyu went up to praise him.

Du Yunxi was also happy, and she showed a big smile to everyone.

This was the first time since she entered the world of immortality that she defeated an enemy on her own.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Song Shiyin asked worriedly. She watched the whole scene and saw that Cheng Ting's whip did not hurt Du Yunxi, but there was no guarantee that the rain she summoned would be fine.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Hearing this, Song Shiyin finally felt relieved.

"Really, Fellow Daoist Du? The spikes on the whip look scary. Are you really not injured?" Sun Yao was also worried about her and didn't believe what Du Yunxi said. He pulled Du Yunxi up and down and looked around.
To be continued...