Song Shiyin has already played three games, and except for the one she won against Luo Taiqing, she lost the rest of the games.

In this round, Pu Kaile chose her.

Song Shiyin nodded in agreement, both sides stood on the stage, and the battle was about to begin.

She has observed Pu Kaile's game. Pu Kaile is strong and experienced. Not only that, he is also very good at analyzing situations and is a very difficult opponent.

So it was very reasonable for her to lose to Pu Kaile. She didn't even need to show her flaws deliberately. Even if she tried her best, she would definitely lose.

"Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me!" Pu Kaile saluted Song Shiyin.

"Senior brother, please give me some advice!" Song Shiyin returned the gesture.

Pu Kaile stood still. He was a sword cultivator. He took out his long sword from his back and held a beautiful sword flower in the air. He then held the sword in his right hand and pointed it directly at Song Shiyin.

Song Shiyin also used magic techniques, formed seals on his hands, exerted spiritual power, and summoned the spirit-devouring vine.

She held the Soul-Eating Vine in one hand, and the other four branches broke out of the ground. The vine body swayed and danced in the air, revealing a terrifying momentum.

Pu Kaile's spiritual power surged all over his body. He looked calm, and a little lightning flashed around him. He raised his spiritual power and rushed towards Song Shiyin with his sword.

The sword hit the air, but Song Shiyin dodged it sideways, causing the sound of howling wind, whoosh!

One sword, two swords, three swords, Song Shiyin avoided them one by one. She lowered her head, lowered her waist, and turned around, all in one movement.

Swinging the soul-eating vine with his right hand, Song Shiyin rose into the air and stepped back, widening the distance between him and Pu Kaile.

Pu Kaile raised his sword again, and he lightly brushed the blade of the sword with his hand. Then, the sword flashed with lightning, as if it had the potential to destroy the world.

He swung the sword fiercely at Song Shiyin, the sword light was mixed, the sword energy was overwhelming, and it made a sizzling sound in the air, making people's scalp numb.

Song Shiyin moved quickly to dodge the blow, and the sword energy hit the ring, scorching the ground black, and then a long crack appeared.

She looked back and realized that Pu Kaile was stronger than she thought.

"Hua Teng! Sleepy!" Song Shiyin shouted lowly, and the soul-eating vine found the right opportunity and wrapped around Pu Kaile's legs.

He sensed the approaching danger without even lowering his head. Spiritual power was poured into his legs, and lightning flashed, shaking away the soul-devouring vine that he had climbed up just now. He then left the place in a flash.

Song Shiyin struck again, controlling the Soul-eating Vine to constantly move its position on the ring, breaking out of the ground, trying to give Pu Kaile an unexpected attack.

There was a banging sound, and the soul-eating vine kept chasing Pu Kaile's figure.

Pu Kaile took the trouble, stretched out his hand and swung his sword, and the sword energy came out. Song Shiyin retracted the spirit-eating vine decisively to avoid being hurt by him.

He stood still, clasping his hands, and the sky around him suddenly darkened, with dark clouds covering it, and bursts of thunder suddenly appeared above it, with purple light shining through the layers.

Song Shiyin looked up and saw that thunder was about to fall, and the thunder resounded throughout the arena.

She secretly said something bad and summoned the Soul-Eating Vine. Several vines were wrapped around her head, weaving a shield.

Sure enough, the next moment, dazzling lightning flashed, and thunder struck down on the ring, making a crackling sound.

The arena was covered with scorch marks and cracks appeared frequently, as if it was torn apart.

Song Shiyin hid under the vine body to hold on, and thunder struck the soul-eating vine. Her spiritual power surged wildly in her body, and was transferred to the vine body bit by bit to resist the attack of the thunder.

Seeing this scene, Pu Kaile took advantage of the victory and pursued it. While controlling the thunder to fall continuously, he raised his sword and rushed towards Song Shiyin.

Song Shiyin held the soul-devouring vine on his head with one hand, flashed randomly, and dodged the attack again.

But this is not a long-term solution. Pu Kaile is coming fiercely, and his own cultivation level is five realms higher than hers, not to mention his proficiency in the exercises. New

At this point, the competition had been going on for a quarter of an hour, and Song Shiyin simply showed signs of fatigue, and the spiritual power in his body surged out again.

She seemed to be planning to try her best to remove two of the soul-eating vines on her head.

Throw it back to the ground.

The soul-eating vine flew towards Pu Kaile, intending to wrap around his body. Pu Kaile did not give her this chance, and flicked the soul-eating vine away with three or two swings of his sword.

Without the resistance of the two soul-eating vines, the thunder quickly broke through the defense of the vine body, and the lightning struck Song Shiyin's body, causing waves of numbness.

She seemed to have lost her strength for a moment, her spiritual energy was drained away, she showed an expression of disbelief, her legs weakened, and she fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, junior sister, I'll give you ten breaths." Pu Kaile cupped his fists and spoke loudly.

Song Shiyin sat on the ground and gasped for air. She tried to raise her hands, but it was in vain. Pu Kaile's thunder did not have a powerful attack power as seen, but was more effective in paralyzing the monks.

Ten breaths have passed and Song Shiyin failed to get up. The elder announced that this round was over and Pu Kaile had won.

Soon, the elder counted all ten people on the field. So far, Pu Kaile had won four games.

Only the last round was left before Pu Kaile could successfully win the championship and become the leader of this sect competition. Song Shiyin's plan was just one step away.

Her eyes swept over everyone on the stage one by one. Except for Du Yunxi, the rest of them would definitely lose if they faced him. After all, he was the strongest.

I just hope that he can have better luck and bump into other people so that his plan can proceed smoothly, Song Shiyin thought.

Unfortunately, God did not go with people's wishes. The elder chose Du Yunxi for the second time, and she chose Pu Kaile as her opponent.

Song Shiyin could only sigh slightly in his heart. According to the "rules" of the original plot, Du Yunxi was the first place this time, but according to the "logic" of the real world, Pu Kaile was even better.

It just depends on which side will be the final winner.

Song Shiyin will wait and see.

"Junior sister, please!" Pu Kaile stretched out his hand and Du Yunxi nodded slightly.

"I'm asking for your advice, senior brother."

Song Shiyin stood in the audience and looked at the two people. This was a crucial game for her.

Although she had previously prevented Du Yunxi from obtaining the "Seven Stars Moon-Slashing Technique" in the cave and successfully captured "its" consciousness, that time she planned it in advance and did not let Du Yunxi follow the original plot from the beginning.

This time is different. Du Yunxi will definitely participate in this sect competition. If she stops her and gets involved too much, "it" will definitely notice it.

If you can't prevent Du Yunxi from entering the plot, you can only forcefully add obstacles and change the outcome of the plot.

Therefore, whether this plan can succeed or not depends on how Song Shiyin will continue to plan in the future, and also affects the final direction of the whole thing. She will never let everyone be influenced by a conspiracy.

Song Shiyin slowly exhaled, her heart pounding non-stop. She hadn't been this nervous for a long time. Bearing the secrets of the whole world by herself, and the secrets of everyone, still made her a little overwhelmed.

The fight has begun on the stage, and the situation is changing rapidly. The two of them are thunder and ice, both of which have rare mutant spiritual roots. The blue light and the purple light are intertwined, which is dazzling and cannot be seen clearly.

Du Yunxi gave a low drink and muttered words. She activated the technique. The sky around her suddenly dropped, and a cold breath hit her face, sending a deep chill.

There were hailstones falling from the sky, which were bone-chilling and hit the ring with a loud thud.

Pu Kaile also performed the exercises. Although he had just finished a game, he did not struggle and was still able to do it with ease.

Dark clouds were flying in the sky, and spiritual energy surged around him, and his momentum rose, echoing the low-pressure atmosphere.

He waved his hand, and bursts of thunder fell from the sky. As a result, there was a biting cold wind and hail falling on the arena, and the sound of thunder waves fell on the arena.

The two people on the stage were fully immersed in the game, and they didn't realize it. The rest of the people just felt quite uncomfortable, and their spiritual power surged and escaped in all directions. Everyone also used their spiritual power to protect their bodies to prevent themselves from being accidentally hurt.

Song Shiyin stared at the stage for a moment. Zhuo Guang behind him saw this scene, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The two of them are indeed of similar cultivation.

, evenly matched, after several confrontations, no one could do well. Du Yunxi already had traces of being struck by lightning, and Pu Kaile also had frost on his eyelashes.

The situation on the field was tense, with hail flying all over the sky and thunder flashing in the sky, making it dizzying for a moment.

Du Yunxi summoned hundreds of ice picks, scattered them with a wave of his hand, and floated around her one by one, pointing directly at Pu Kaile's body.

The ice cones struck at a rapid speed, and Pu Kaile rolled to avoid them. The ice cones entered the ground, forming patches of frost, which then spread far away until the entire ground was covered with ice.

Pu Kaile once again increased the intensity of the thunder, one after another, hitting the ground one after another, causing the thin ice to crack and shatter all over the ground.

Du Yunxi responded in the same way as Song Shiyin did before, erecting an ice wall above her head to protect her from Thunder's attack. The difference between the two was that Du Yunxi's cultivation level was higher and the ice wall could last longer.

After a few blows, the ice wall was broken into pieces. Du Yunxi sighed and could only clasp his hands again to erect another ice wall.

During this period, while maintaining defense, she controlled all the hailstones and ice cones on the stage to fly towards Pu Kaile, which required a very high degree of concentration.

Because of this, she didn't see Pu Kaile summoning thunderbolts while avoiding the attack, and slowly gathered behind her.

By the time she realized something was wrong and reacted, it was already too late.

Du Yunxi turned around suddenly and saw thunder striking at her so fast that it was impossible to avoid it. She could only take the blow forcefully.

It is also true that after the thunder enters the body, the whole body is numb, and it is difficult to bring up the spiritual power, as if it has died down in the Dantian.

She fell to the ground and clasped her fingers on the ground. She exerted so much force that her knuckles turned white, but to no avail. After exerting herself, her arms bent downwards and she fell to the ground again.

"I'll take ten breaths. If junior sister fails to get up, I will win this round." Pu Kaile stood quietly and looked at Du Yunxi, who was covered in darkness.

Du Yunxi sighed. She wanted to fight again, but she was really not strong enough. Talent and cultivation were not enough in the world of immortality. Those monks who had struggled in it for many years had gained more than just this.

She could only watch the opportunity slip away before her eyes, and secretly swore that she must practice seriously and try her best next time.

Ten breaths have arrived, the outcome has been decided, Pu Kaile won this game

"I accept it, junior sister." Pu Kaile exhaled and took back the long sword.

"Senior brother, I'm so advanced in cultivation, I'm willing to be inferior!" Du Yunxi put his hands on the ground, rolled over, and changed from lying on the ground to a sitting position.

"Junior sister, you are so humble. You have achieved such an achievement in such a short period of time. You are truly talented. I cannot compare to you." Pu Kaile stretched out his hand towards Du Yunxi and pulled her up.

"Senior brother, you're welcome. Let's discuss it later."

"Junior sister, I will definitely stick by you to the end."

Instinctively, seeing the harmonious scene in front of him, Song Shiyin secretly turned back to look at Wen Xu. Different from the gentleness and warmth in the past, his mouth was tight and his face was expressionless.
Chapter completed!