Seeing Shen Qing dodge, the man jumped again, and the fire power in his hand came out, heading towards Shen Qing.

Shen Qingyi felt another sound of wind coming from behind.

Spiritual power emerges from Dantian.

"Bang!"

The man who had slapped Shen Qingyi took a few steps back instantly. While he was retreating, Shen Qingyi turned around quickly.

"Water Shield!"

The spiritual attack launched by the person who attacked from behind hit Shen Qingyi's water shield.

The sneak attack failed and the male cultivator's pupils suddenly shrank.

Shunfa! Spiritual power Shunfa!

So strong!

Shen Qingyi didn't give him enough time to react.

The water spiritual power in his hand instantly turned into a long whip, which was raised and hung high.

Sensing the danger, the male cultivator wanted to dodge.

“Whoa! Bang!”

Several disciples around felt the strong wind and dodged.

The male cultivator who wanted to escape suddenly felt a tightness on his waist. The cold touch made his face change slightly. He wanted to break free, but he felt a burst of force wrapped around the whip, hitting the barrier of the arena hard.

The male cultivator was thrown away and tried to reverse the force on his body in mid-air, but unfortunately, he had not yet been able to release the force.

Another water whip came.

"Bang!"

The male cultivator was completely thrown off the stage.

A monk not far away couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This was the first half-step foundation-building cultivator to leave the stage shortly after the competition began!

That seemingly weak female cultivator is so strong!

Shen Qingyi didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's looks, because she had already felt another attack coming towards her.

The water whip in his hand dissipated instantly, and the water shield suddenly grew larger.

The scimitar pierced into the water shield fiercely. Shen Qingyi stepped back, exerted force with his feet, and cleared away the clouds of dust.

“Interesting!”

Fang Cheng's strong and tall figure made some of the monks around him retreat in fear.

As a renowned body cultivator among the thirty-eight central peaks, Fang Cheng's combat power was naturally very formidable.

The moment they entered the ring, the numbers in the Thousand Feathers they obtained changed from being dull to being dazzling.

The monks in the arena can clearly see the numbers on each other's thousand feathers!

They all remembered what they had asked the sea.

The number on the Thousand Feathers in Fang Cheng's hand is exactly the same as the Thousand Feathers in Shen Qingyi's hand.

A big knife suddenly appeared in Fang Cheng's hand.

"The Qianyu in your hand, I, Fang Cheng, want it today!"

Shen Qing stood up straight.

"I want your Qianyu too!"

"Then we'll wait and see!"

Fang Cheng ignored the monks around him, raised the big knife in his hand, and the golden spiritual power shone brightly, making the big knife even sharper.

The blade flashed with cold light.

"Kill the Saint!"

The Zhusheng, which looked like a piece of wood but was not, suddenly grew bigger in Shen Qingyi's hand.

"What weapon is that? A stick?"

"Could it be that she is practicing stick techniques?"

"Looking at the rich water spiritual energy in her body, she should be cultivating water spiritual energy as the main one, right? How can a cultivator with water spiritual roots like her practice stick techniques? Shouldn't she practice a technique that focuses on defense?"

"Yes! Without the powerful attacking power of gold and fire, resting the attack technique, wouldn't that be a waste of the water spiritual power?"

The monks watching couldn't help but comment on the battle on the arena.

"Bang!"

The Zhusheng Sword and the broadsword suddenly collided with each other.

Layers of energy exploded, and the roar made people's ears buzz.

Shen Qingyi and Fang Cheng both took two steps back.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but tighten her grip on Zhu Sheng's hand. The numbness at the base of her thumb reminded her of the strength of the male cultivator opposite her.

Fang Cheng, who was retreating, was also somewhat incredulous.

He practiced body-building exercises and worked hard every day, so he knew his own strength.