Xiu Qiyu has an antidote pill that Ye Xiruo exchanged from the space. Products from the space are always of the highest quality. If it were a poison pill made by the master, it might be a little difficult to completely defend against it, but with the senior brother, there is no need to worry.

Si Hao's eyes were dark. He had learned a lot from the battle between Zi Shu and Xiu Qi Yu, and he was now trying to absorb and digest it. It seemed that the battle between the senior brother and Xiu Qi Yu had been going on for a long time, and it should be said that the grudge had run deep. At this moment, they looked like enemies meeting, with their eyes filled with hatred.

If Ye Xiruo isn't worried, then Master is still here. No matter what, Senior Brother and Brother Xiu Qiyu won't go too far. This level of sparring is good for physical and mental health and should be encouraged.

The outcome of the battle was also unexpected. After Zishu and Xiu Qiyu unleashed three powerful moves in succession, the entire arena was enveloped in bright sword light, making it impossible to see their figures.

After a long time, the intense energy slowly dissipated. Zishu's white clothes were a little disheveled, and there were several scars on his cute doll-like face. Xiu Qiyu's clothes on his chest were cut open by Zishu's long sword, and his neat hair was a little messy, but it still did not diminish his temperament. His face still made countless girls scream.

Everyone was curious about the outcome of this match.

As it turned out, both of them were dressed in white, holding their own swords, and even their postures were exactly the same as when they stood facing each other.

They both spoke at the same time: "I concede."

Then they simultaneously took out a high-quality cloth and began to wipe the sword until it shone brightly. Then they turned around and walked back to their seats.

Many people expressed their incomprehension regarding this result.

Those who supported Xiu Qiyu and those who supported Zishu argued fiercely, each holding their own opinion.

"There's definitely something fishy going on here. Xiu Qi is a ruthless man who killed more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators. How could he not be a match for Zi Shu? I don't believe it."

"Could Xiu Qiyu have been poisoned, or was she deliberately holding back?"

"Speaking of the shady dealings in the Pill King Palace, such an important Heavenly Ranking competition, the Seventh Male God was forced to end the battle with a draw. The male god is really wronged."

"My idol should leave the Pill King Palace as soon as possible. He could go to the Myriad Swords Sect instead."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think Xiu Qiyu was able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage so quickly, and now become a Deity Transformation cultivator, without the intensive training of the Pill King Palace? Do you think anyone can just take those top-grade pills and eat as many as they want?"

"That's because the male god is exceptionally talented. If it were someone else, no matter how many elixirs were given, they would still be a waste."

"Hmph, the Pill King Palace has divine masters. I hope you can still speak so arrogantly when the divine pill is born."

"Has no one noticed that Master Zishu's swordsmanship is also quite formidable?"

"I really want to pinch that chubby little face; it must feel so nice."

Hua Rong couldn't quite understand the fight between the two, but she intuitively felt that Xi Qu and Zi Shu were both capable of completely overwhelming Zi Shu, so the two must have reached some kind of agreement.

"That's good, a draw in the first match." The many prodigies on the stage seemed to have discovered a new continent; they never imagined things could turn out this way.

Outsiders couldn't see it clearly, but they could see it very clearly: Xiu Qiyu's maneuver was completely devoid of any skill, yet it still succeeded. After all, even in the Heavenly Ranking competition, a tie wasn't forbidden.

Jing Li's expression showed a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting that these two truly prioritized friendship over competition.

Of the top ten, apart from Xiu Qiyu who was challenged, none of them had been challenged. The top ten were all Nascent Soul cultivators, who looked like formidable opponents. Xiu Qiyu and Jing Li, the Pill King Palace actually occupied two spots, which made many forces very envious, but they were helpless. These two were able to sit in those positions because of their strength, not luck.

Although Xiu Qiyu didn't display much strength, his heroic act of staining the snow-capped mountain with blood in the second round of the competition still made him known to many. Even if Jing Li is weak, a single Yin-Yang Demon Flame is enough to deter many; the power of a different kind of fire is unpredictable and beyond human comprehension.

He finally reached eleventh place. Now he had two choices: give up the challenge or challenge the top ten. In the end, he chose to challenge the tenth-ranked player who was closest to him.

The eleventh place was a Nascent Soul cultivator with fire attributes, while the tenth place was an Incarnation cultivator with water attributes. As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible, and the two of them clashed fiercely almost as soon as they met.

On the enormous arena, one moment it was pouring rain, the next it was flooding, and then it was engulfed in flames. When water and fire met, the violent explosions were just like something out of a fantasy movie.

The two didn't test each other at all; they went straight for the kill from the start. They've been fighting for half an hour, and their attacks are still just as fierce.

Coincidentally, their fighting styles are somewhat similar. For example, if you flood the arena, I'll immediately unleash a sea of ​​fire. If you release a fire dragon, I'll immediately summon a water dragon—it's a zero-summoning style.

This battle was arguably the most intense since the start of the ranked season, and it also kicked off the top ten challenge, attracting a lot of attention.

"Little Leaf, do you think Number Eleven can succeed in the challenge?"

"It's difficult, unless he really has some trump card."

While fire-attribute cultivators possess immense explosive power, fierce attacks, and tremendous strength, they also consume terrifying amounts of true energy. Water-attribute cultivators, on the other hand, are gentler, carrying a sense of endless vitality and continuous flow. Simply put, water-type cultivators are the most resilient, second only to wood-type cultivators; unless they are instantly rendered powerless, it is the opponent who is in danger.

The battle between the two remained intense, with white mist rising from the evaporating water enveloping the arena. Fire Punisher knew his weaknesses, and while attacking, he was also searching for his opponent's weaknesses. Water-type attacks were known for their incredible endurance, but their offensive power was indeed weak.

Perhaps he had a chance to break into the top ten? Huo Xing's expression also became somewhat serious, but although the fire dragon he conjured still looked large, its luster and power were incomparable to before. The water dragon opposite seized the opportunity, swallowing the fire dragon whole. Although half of the water dragon was evaporated, the remaining small portion still charged fiercely towards Huo Xing. Huo Xing formed hand seals, quickly conjuring a shield in front of his chest, his expression even somewhat ferocious.

"It's over, it looks like the burning at the stake won't last."

"It's still difficult to make a successful comeback."

"Sigh, I hope the loss isn't too devastating."