Liu Jinglin mobilized all his spiritual power, and the dim sword light converged into a hell within the arena.
Pei Jitong felt Liu Jinglin's coercion change, suddenly increase greatly, and he became calm. His fingers loosened, and his heart of forgiveness flew into the air, with a bright red light.
"Ten Thousand Tribulations·Hell Sea!"
"Heaven, pole, fire, spirit, change!"
In an instant confrontation, victory or defeat is determined.
The pale green sword light competed with the golden red sword light, but in the end the sword light was superior.
"On Arena No. 1, in the twenty-first match, Pei Jitong wins with one sword, Feng Sha."
After the referee announced the result, Pei Jitong swayed and half-knelt on the ground.
"How about it?"
Pei Jitong shook his head to express that it was okay, held He Wuyi's extended hand, and followed his strength to stand up.
He looked in the direction of the rostrum and nodded vaguely to Ming Shen.
Li Muhan saw Pei Jitong's subtle movements and also looked at Mingshen and frowned.
"Oh, Ming Yiqian's game hasn't started yet. It seems we can still catch up." Mu Lin's laughing voice came, pulling Li Muhan back from deep thought, "Little Master, do you want to place a bet?
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"Get off, why don't you get off!" Hua Wanzhao said decisively.
Pei Jitong asked warmly: "Who does the young master plan to suppress?"
"Of course it's Ming Yiqian! Nangong, go help me place the bet."
With that said, Hua Wanzhao handed Nangong Yi a storage bag and touched Mu Linxiao: "Hurry up and tell Ming Yiqian that if you lose, I will go to Ming Shen to get the spirit stone according to the odds."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
All the monks:......
Li Muhan: "Let me say, Ming Yiqian's opponent is my disciple of Beidou Sha..."
Mu Linxiao seemed to have just remembered that Li Muhan was still there: "Ah, I haven't congratulated Young Master Li on successfully forming the elixir."
Li Muhan is one of the people who received the inheritance in the secret realm of Qingning. With the help of the east wind of inheritance, Li Muhan successfully entered the golden elixir stage after joining the sect. This time, he also represented Beidou Cha's golden elixir disciples in the competition.
Moreover, he was very lucky. His opponent was also in the early stage of Golden Elixir, and he was slightly better.
"Their game is about to start. Do you want to go and watch it together, Young Master Li?" Mu Lin asked with a smile.
Without noticing that Mu Linxiao changed the subject, Li Muhan said, "Let's go."
In the arena, the male cultivator opposite looked very ordinary. Ming Yiqian knew that the disciples who could be released by Beidou Sha to compete would definitely not be any worse.
As soon as they fought, the two swords were separated at the touch of each other.
They clashed again, and the sound of swords resounded through the sky.
"Well--"
Not only Ming Yiqian, but also the audience in the audience couldn't stand such a sharp sword sound. They covered their ears one after another and showed pain on their faces.
"Hiss—" Hua Wanzhao seemed to hear the scratching sound of sharp objects again, and there was a ringing in her ears, and it seemed like a steel needle was pierced into her brain.
Upon seeing this, Mu Linxiao made a seal with one hand and created a barrier around her.
"What kind of trick is this? This sword chant makes my head hurt!"
Most practitioners have keen senses, and this trick can make people suffer a lot.
Ming Yiqian noticed the commotion under the ring and thought that the fight would be quick.
The dust condensed Ming Yiqian's whole body's spiritual power, and the whole arena shook.
Ming Yiqian raised his sword and struck it straight down: "Heaven and earth live together!"
Mu Lin smiled with a smile in his eyes: "Oh? It has only been a few days, and you have learned the first move of Jiuyanxiaque?"
The opponent took action when he sensed something was wrong, but before he could get close, he was forced back by Chen Jing's huge spiritual power fluctuations. He was already a step too late to use his trump card in a duel.
"League No. 3, the twenty-ninth round, one sword blows and the sand roars, one Qian wins."
While Ming Yiqian was announced as the winner in Arena No. 3, a scream came from the Arena No. 4 next to him, accompanied by screams one after another.
Hua Wanzhao couldn't help but follow the sound, but her eyes were dark, with only sporadic light coming through.
Before Hua Wanzhao asked, Mu Linxiao said, "Young master, it's better not to look at it."
Li Muhan didn't know Mu Linxiao's identity, but he still said: "Fellow Taoist Hua is also a monk, so your overprotection will only harm her."
Mu Lin smiled and sneered: "If Li Mu Nuan were next to you, would you let her see this scene?"
Don't think he doesn't know that Li Mu Nuan is in Beidou Cha, but everyone holds it in their hands for fear of falling, and holds it in their mouths for fear of melting. In terms of pampering, the little master is far behind.
Sure enough, Li Muhan was speechless.
The scene in the fourth arena is indeed not suitable for some timid monks. Half of the entire arena is soaked in blood. A male cultivator has lost his entire left arm and his left leg has been smashed. Now he is lying on the ground and his whereabouts are unknown.
His opponent's condition was not much better. He was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily with blood foam. He obviously suffered serious internal injuries.
The natal weapon in his hand, an unknown axe, had its blade curled up on the crescent moon side, and half of it was broken off on the crescent moon side.
After both men were carried down and the people from the Immortal Alliance came up to clean up the blood, Mu Linxiao let go of his hand.
Hua Wanzhao is a little dissatisfied.
But when she saw the blood in half of the arena, she choked back the words she was about to say and changed them to: "What's going on with them?"
"One is crippled and the other is half disabled."
"It's just a game, why is this..."
"..." Mu Lin smiled, opened his mouth, and finally said, "This is the world of immortality."
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On the third day, the knockout round ends.
In the evening, Ming Shen specially called the people who were going to compete in the challenge the next day to his yard.
He Wuyi and Mu Linxiao were also there.
"You have participated in the competition in person these two days and have watched a lot. Do you have no questions in your mind?"
Ming Shen asked the question, but no one spoke.
Glancing at the others from the corner of his eye, Pei Jitong took a step forward and said, "This disciple's opponent, Liu Jinglin's outburst is abnormal."
He Xian said: "It's not just Liu Jinglin. In this Immortal Sect Competition, there are too many disciples who can deliver a stunning blow at the end."
"Anyone else want to say?"
"I am Shui Ling Gen, and I can feel it more clearly than you," Hua Wanzhao said. "In my match, Chang Shougang's last blow, I doubt it was his own spiritual power at all, it was a stronger force.
Sharper spiritual power. In Pei Jitong's game, because it was not a direct confrontation, the feelings were not profound, but there was a similar feeling."
"It seems," Mu Linxiao sank into his chair, calmly, "The Immortal Alliance must have really done something in this, otherwise we would only have six disciples participating, and the winning rate would be too high."
He Youyi glared at Mu Linxiao, who was sitting still, and then said, "I just don't know if this is just for us, or if several major sects are being set up."
"We don't know what kind of backhand the opponent has. Judging from today's situation, this power is difficult to control. If we encounter a suspicious opponent in tomorrow's challenge, we must ensure our own safety." Ming Shen said.
Ning Chenhao asked: "Master, what is the definition of a suspicious opponent?"
Ming Shen smiled at Mu Linxiao.
"Zhanni Palace, Feisha Island, Point Star Castle, Xiaoyao Forest, Cangbo Mansion, Huafeng Valley, and... Immortal Alliance..."
Ming Yiqian's expression changed slightly: "So many sects...even the Immortal Alliance..."
He Wuyi frowned: "I don't know if these are the only ones, maybe there are others that I haven't discovered yet."
"Don't worry, two peak masters, I will proceed with caution."
Hua Wanzhao glanced at He Xian secretly, and said to herself that he was indeed a cultivator of ruthlessness, and he always acted businesslike when talking to his own father.
Thanks to Ziyuan, Yinghunjun, and Xijiu. for their recommendations.