“…”

Everyone agreed.

"In that case, we should do one more thing," Jiang Deng pointed at Ying Ziru, "Don't let him participate in the next game. Don't forget that we almost lost the last game because of him."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Ying Ziru.

Ying Ziru looked uncomfortable, "I, I didn't mean it."

"What do you mean it wasn't intentional?"

Jiang Roushui said with a sullen expression, "You were the one who disobeyed Junior-Martial-Nephew Xia's orders and left your post without permission. Did someone else force you to do this?"

Ying Ziru said stubbornly, "I didn't see Jiang Deng and Lin Jun follow Brother Xia's instructions either. Why didn't you say anything about them?"

"Master Jiang and Junior Master have strength, do you?"

Xia Chenqing's words successfully left Ying Ziru speechless.

He then looked at Jiang Roushui and asked, "Uncle Jiang, how about replacing Ying Ziru with someone else in this match?"

"Yes, Uncle Jiang!"

"Let's change people!"

"I am in the early stage of Jindan, so I can replace Senior Brother Ying!"

The others also responded.

Who knew that Jiang Roushui rejected everyone's suggestion and said, "Let Ying Ziru also participate in this competition."

"Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Roushui said in a deep voice, "This is a decision made by the sect, and the sect has its own considerations."

Although everyone was indignant, they didn't say anything more.

Jiang Deng raised his brows slightly, realizing something in his heart.

If nothing unexpected happened, it was probably about the quota for the Sword Competition. Perhaps the Taichu Sword Sect and the Blissful Palace had reached some kind of secret cooperation...

The break ended quickly, and Ying Fuhao, the host of the game, was the first to take the court.

His voice, spread by spiritual power, echoed throughout this world, and was quite deafening.

"Only cultivators under the age of thirty can participate in this competition. There is no restriction on cultivation level. However, if you use talismans or formations above the Transcendent Profound Stage, it will be considered a foul and you will be immediately ejected. Please do not take any chances."

"Next, please invite the contestants from the Taichu Sword Sect and the Blissful Immortal Palace to take the stage!"

As Ying Fuhao left the court, Jiang Deng and others came on stage one after another.

Standing opposite them were ten people from the Paradise Palace, led by Ying Yubing, Ying Ling, and Gu Tianfeng, and behind them were a group of Jindan realm cultivators.

Both sides were eager to fight and neither side gave in in momentum.

“Oh my God!”

The audience exclaimed, "The Paradise Palace actually has two Nascent Soul cultivators this time, while the Taichu Sword Sect, the largest sect, only has one!"

"It seems that the first place this time is very likely to be the Paradise Palace. I didn't expect that after more than a thousand years, the position of the head of the three major sects of the Taichu Sword Sect will be replaced by someone else."

"Yes, the Taichu Sword Sect had a hard time defeating the third-place Lingxiao Sect, let alone the Jile Immortal Palace."

…

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the people of Taichu Sword Sect took the lead. Led by Xia Chenqing, they formed formations, still using the No Sword Leaving Formation used in the previous game.

Jiang Deng and Lin Jun were still standing by acting as door gods.

It is said that the trick doesn’t have to be new, but it works.

This time they learned from their previous experience and chose to position Ying Ziru in the middle, so that people would be watching him from all sides and he could not rush forward and get killed.

With Ying Fuhao's command, the competition officially began!

The Paradise Palace took the lead in launching the attack.

Unlike the Taichu Sword Sect, which is composed entirely of sword cultivators, the types of cultivators in the Jile Fairy Palace are quite diverse, including magic cultivators, physical cultivators, spiritual cultivators... everything is available.

But no matter what method they used, the No-Leaving Sword Formation used by the Taichu Sword Sect was like a turtle shell, and it could exert a level beyond their strength, and they could not break the formation at all.

"What should we do? Are we going to attack Lin Jun and Jiang Deng like the Lingxiao Sect?"

Someone in the Paradise Palace asked.

"no!"

The person who spoke was Ying Yubing. She said in a deep voice, "You saw the strength of Jiang Deng and Lin Jun in the last match. Their strength is no less than that of the peak of the Jindan realm. They are not easy to deal with."

"If we waste too much time and energy on them, the Taichu Sword Sect will seize the opportunity to counterattack."

Hearing this, Ying Ling sneered, "They are just two Jindan-level cultivators. What is there to be afraid of? Just watch me!"

He just didn't believe that with his Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, he would be unable to defeat Jiang Deng and Lin Jun, two Jindan Realm cultivators!

Not to mention that Jiang Deng still has his precious talisman paper in his hand. It would be unreasonable not to take advantage of this great opportunity to get his talisman paper back!

Ying Ling tiptoed and flew straight towards Jiang Deng.

His men kept moving, frequently using Xuan-level techniques to attack Jiang Deng.

Facing Ying Ling's powerful attack, Jiang Deng raised his hand and threw out a handful of talismans.

These were all talismans she drew in her spare time, using Ying Ling's talisman paper. The talismans were all of lower-grade Xuan rank, just enough to deal with Ying Ling, who was only in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Seeing this, Ying Ling's eyes turned red with anger, "You actually used my talisman paper to make a talisman to attack me!"

"So what? Come and bite me."

Jiang Deng stuck out his tongue and said something mean.

Ying Ling was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His rationality had been burned out. He immediately took out a talisman from his storage bag.

The talisman emitted bursts of purple light, and it was obviously an earth-level talisman!

Ying Ling was furious. This talisman was a life-saving talisman given to him by his father. He originally didn't want to use it, but since Jiang Deng was such a ruthless person, don't blame him for being ruthless!

"Low-grade Earth-level talisman, Ten-step Fragrant Grass Talisman!"

Ying Ling stuffed the pills to restore his spiritual power into his mouth while frantically transferring spiritual energy into the talisman.

In an instant, the purple light became brighter!

Wherever the purple light passed, countless plants grew out of thin air on the ground of the martial arts arena. The plants swayed their tender leaves and branches, and turned into puppets as tall as humans one after another!

There are more than a thousand puppets, and the strength of each puppet is infinitely close to the Nascent Soul stage.

Jiang Deng: “…” What a familiar move.

If she remembered correctly, wasn't this the magic that Ying Fuhao used when she met him after leaving the Jinshi Auction House?

Thinking of the relationship between Ying Fuhao and Ying Ling, Jiang Deng suddenly understood.

Not surprisingly, this talisman should have been made by Ying Fuhao, who actually divided his own magic into several parts and contained them in this talisman, which made the grade of this talisman reach the astonishing lower earth grade.

It was even more powerful than the magic spell used by Ying Fuhao himself the last time she encountered him, enough to unleash the strength of an early stage Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator!

It can be seen how much Ying Fuhao cherishes this son...

On the opposite side, Ying Ling's face turned pale because all the spiritual power in his body was drained.

He sneered at Jiang Deng across from him and said, "Jiang Deng, if you admit defeat now, return all the remaining talisman paper to me, and compensate me for the talisman paper you have already used, I can still spare your life!"