Sect Competition

The rules of the competition are that the loser steps down and the winner continues until defeated by other disciples.

The longer you persist, the higher your ranking will be. The last person standing in the middle of the ring will be the winner.

Qin Fei held a long sword and launched an attack on the opponent.

Du Si's weapon was different from his, it was a shield. The yellow shield shot out from his palm, instantly forming a wall of sand on the ground.

Even with all his strength, the sword could not cut through the wall.

This was because the sand wall was made up of fine sand, which was dense. When the long sword pierced through somewhere, it was swallowed by the sand wall.

As Du Si's mouth curled up into a smile, Qin Fei screamed, his sword dropped from his hand, and he stumbled back a few steps.

With a "clang", the long sword fell to the ground from behind the sand wall.

How can we continue to attack without magic weapons?

Qin Fei had no choice but to wait for the twelve sect leaders on the stage to give the signal of failure, and then he walked off the stage dejectedly, dragging his sword.

Most of the immortals are sword cultivators. Several disciples who went to fight against Du Si suffered losses at the hands of this sand wall.

Until a disciple of Yuquan Sect came on the scene with a spear in hand, and the spear shot out like a dragon, breaking the sand wall.

After the sand wall was defeated, Huang Dun revealed his true form. Du Si's face turned pale as he caught Huang Dun one second ago, and the spear was pointed at his forehead the next second.

It was subsequently declared a failure.

Yu Heyi looked closely and found that the man holding the spear looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

Thinking she was attracted by the man's marksmanship on the stage, Wanqi Si scoffed, "He just looks powerful. If I were to go on stage, I could knock him down in a matter of minutes."

The sect competition is free. Although only those whose names are called can enter the competition, if you want to enter the competition early to challenge others, you can do so.

The reason why he didn't go on stage was because he didn't want to waste time on weaker disciples.

He is quite confident in his swordsmanship.

Only after he eliminated two more disciples did Yu Heyi remember his name.

Qu Yang.

It was because she took advantage of Qi Sheng's drunkenness to get the whereabouts of the secret passage outside the secret realm that she was able to take Qi Sheng away so easily.

It saved her the trouble of searching.

It turned out to be him.

The lecher who took advantage of Xie Li after killing her.

As if noticing her gaze, Qu Yang's attack became more fierce, not giving his opponent any chance to breathe.

During the fight, he placed two fingers on his temples, looked at her and moved away slightly, not forgetting to act cool towards her.

Yu Heyi felt bored, but Wanqi Si couldn't stand it anymore, so he left the crowd with a gloomy face without saying a word.

When he came back, he was holding Mi Xiu's ear.

Mi Xiu rubbed his ears, his face full of grievance: "Junior Sister, what's wrong with him today?"

"I almost had the pork and beef buns..."

He didn't say anything. After Qu Yang defeated his opponent on the stage, he winked at Yu and Yi and kicked Mi Xiu up.

Mi Xiu: “?”

Mi Xiu, who still hadn't figured out the situation, turned to the two people in the audience and muttered, "Is it my turn? So soon? Wasn't I just eating a bun??"

Qu Yang didn't care whether he was eating buns or not. He clenched his long gun and pointed it at the opponent, leaving him no room to fight back, just like in the previous games.

But Mi Xiu was a disciple of the first sect after all. When he felt the threat in the wind, he quickly rolled on the ground to avoid the attack.

Then he stood not far away, bit his finger, and cast a spell with the blood.

Qi Shouchu taught his disciples everything he had learned throughout his life, so that although Mi Xiu's spells were clumsy, they were not to be underestimated among his peers.

He used his magic umbrella, dotted the blood drop from his fingertips on the tip of the umbrella, and drew a lifelike phoenix.

Qi Xizhi on the stage frowned and recognized the Phoenix Divine Fire at a glance.

The other eleven sect leaders also had complicated expressions on their faces.

The phoenix flew, its tail feathers carrying bits of fireworks as they brushed across the arena.

Qu Yang felt something was wrong and quickly raised his silver spear to block.

This phoenix fire is extremely domineering and leaves no room for maneuver.

"Click".

——The spear broke.

As the spear broke, Qu Yang was thrown off the stage and left in a mess.

Wanqi Si raised the corners of his lips and looked at the direction he left, as if to say: If you are not good at cooking, just practice more. Goodbye.

In fact, Mi Xiu was not proficient in controlling the phoenix. When Qi Shouchu first taught him, he could not learn it no matter how hard he tried. Later, with the spiritual umbrella given to him by his junior sister, he was able to learn it a little.

His first move today astounded the whole audience, and he scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

Later, several disciples who were named were unable to avoid the phoenix that flew out of his spiritual umbrella, and they all admitted defeat.

Several disciples were unwilling to give up and tried to kill the phoenix, but this phoenix was not a real thing, but a spell he cast. All the disciples ended up covering their bodies with clothes that were burned by the flames.

Yu Heyi suddenly perked up and watched a disciple with a bruised face and nose walk onto the stage.

Disciples outside who didn't recognize her identity laughed at her, "Which sect is this disciple from? How come she's already been injured before the competition even started?"

The disciple who recognized her quickly covered his mouth and glanced at the people on the stage.

This woman was not someone else, but Qi Zhixing, who had initially joined Guan Li in wanting to make things difficult for her.

Unexpectedly, she left a message before leaving to fan the flames and cause them to fight like this.

It can be considered as teaching her a lesson.

There was no sign of Guan Li around. It was probably because something like that happened and he had a fight with Qi Zhixing.

Just hide somewhere and give up the competition.

Qi Zhixing's name was at the top of the list of contestants, so he would not have been on the same stage with Mi Xiu.

Qi Xizhi knew his daughter's level and just wanted her to join in the fun, but he never expected Mi Xiu to come on stage early.

He put Mi Xiu and Wan Qi Si's names at the end of the list because he wanted to see the true level of Qi Shouchu's two disciples.

Even Mi Xiu, who practices spells, can shine in the arena and use the Phoenix Divine Fire. What about Wanqi Si?

Others may not know this, but the Twelve Sect Masters knew it very well. The flame released from the Phoenix by the spell he cast was exactly the Glazed True Fire that the God Takiqing had easily obtained a hundred years ago.

Qi Shouchu even gave them the Liuli True Fire!

The other eleven sect leaders felt not only astonishment but also jealousy.

In today's world, apart from Qi Xizhi and Qi Shouchu, who can flexibly use the Liuli True Fire, the rest of the people have no idea how to learn it.

This is the divine fire!

Each of them has a dream of becoming a god in their heart, so how could anyone not yearn for the divine fire?

It was precisely by relying on this divine fire that Qi Xizhi sat firmly on the position of the chief sect leader for a hundred years.

The Qi brothers were both very virtuous and would never teach the Liuli True Fire to outsiders, but today they realized that this was not the case.

I wonder how lucky this young boy must be to be able to learn the divine fire.

Although his spiritual power is not strong and he cannot bring out the true strength of the divine fire, but if he is allowed to grow up in time, what will happen?

The soft sword in Qi Zhixing's hand was like a decoration under the Phoenix Divine Fire. If Mi Xiu had not shown mercy, the soft sword would have been burned to ashes.

Looking at the suitors who used to follow him around, now showing no mercy to him, all of this is due to Yu Heyi!

It was her arrival that ruined everything for her!

She picked up the soft sword on the ground, glared fiercely at the figure below the stage, and left without looking back.