Finally, the highly anticipated team battle is about to begin.

There have been rumors lately that there is a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the sect leader's youngest disciple's team, but no one believes it.

When they finally took to the stage and saw Song Tingwan's striking porcelain-white face and slender figure, everyone exclaimed in surprise that their genius junior sister had actually teamed up with her older sister.

Everyone thought Song Siyao had gone mad.

The five women remained calm, surrounding their sisters in the center, and joined the others on stage to prepare.

Yan Shanjun chuckled in a deep voice, looked at the outstanding disciples of their Sword Inquiry Sect, glanced smugly in a certain direction, and then raised his voice to announce, "Begin."

Once you step off the stage, you're eliminated.

On the wooden circular platform, which was over two hundred feet long, each team quickly selected their positions, distanced themselves from the nearest team, and formed their ranks.

Being knocked off the stage or raising one's hand to give up is considered elimination, and everyone crowds towards the center circle, trying to seize the advantage.

Song Siyao and his group discreetly found a corner, hoping to avoid the first wave of conflict.

The moment Lord Yanshan announced the start, the circular platform resembled a chessboard, and the mysterious magic array beneath their feet flickered, condensing into a protective shield for Lord Yanshan's Mahayana stage cultivation.

To prevent them from fighting too fiercely and accidentally injuring the disciples watching.

As expected, some teams had already seized the initiative and launched attacks at the very beginning.

Meanwhile, those in the corner watched quietly as things unfolded. Wan Qiji unslung the giant sword from his back and held it in his hand, the tip of the blade touching the ground, his eyes warily blocking their way.

Following behind him, Song Siyao drew his sword, his eyes deep and poised to strike.

The other three stood in the back row, with Song Tingwan in the center, holding a glass fan, which was the gift Qin Xi gave her when they first met.

Qin Xi glanced sideways and smiled. The fight hadn't even started yet, but her waist pouch and sleeves were bulging, filled with a bunch of magical artifacts.

Baili Xijiang appeared relatively relaxed. Seeing that they were all carrying things, he thought for a moment, picked out a long spear, and casually twirled it.

"Oh, I didn't know you could use a gun." As they moved away from the battlefield, Qin Xi glanced at them and teased.

Baili Xijiang proudly raised his head, "My uncle's weapon is a gun. I've been trained by him since I was a child, so I can use a few moves."

Dragons always prefer to fight in their original, hand-to-hand combat form. Who would fight you in a civilized, human-like way?

Among the entire dragon clan, only his uncle stood out, wielding a dazzling red spear in a white robe.

Baili Xijiang was extremely envious and begged his uncle for a long time before he finally learned a little bit of the basics.

After studying for a few days, he found it too tiring and went back to the remote corners of the Dragon Clan to continue studying the alchemical texts.

Of course, he wouldn't reveal the latter part; his friends only needed to know that he could handle a gun.

"...It's your uncle again. Do you admire him a lot?" Qin Xi asked curiously.

Baili Xijiang was someone who couldn't hold back. From the previous times he mentioned it, it was clear that he greatly admired this uncle. However, he always stopped short of mentioning it and held back his boastful words.

That's very rare.

Baili Xijiang almost couldn't suppress the urge to exclaim, "That's right! Our entire clan admires him! My uncle is—"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Tingwan, standing between the two, gently interrupted him: "Stop chatting idly, be careful."

If he let his apprentice continue, he himself would be unable to cover his identity.

but…

So Shen Zhuochuan's weapon was a gun?

I've never seen him use it.

She chuckled again.

I've only met them a few times in total.

"Someone's coming."

Song Siyao coldly reminded them, and the other four all put aside their thoughts and watched warily as a group slowly approached them.

At first, everyone in the arena tacitly decided to target the group they considered the strongest, namely the senior brother whom Song Siyao had challenged for three consecutive days before finally winning once.

The fight was fierce and evenly matched. One team took the opportunity to knock several people off the stage, while another, seeing that the senior brother was no match for them, turned around and tried to kick the disciple with lower cultivation level off the stage.

They cleared the way towards Song Siyao and his group.

As everyone knows, Junior Sister Song is a difficult person to deal with.

But her teammates looked unfamiliar and didn't seem like high-level disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect.

The arriving team exchanged glances and tacitly decided to target the junior sister's teammates.

No matter how difficult she is to deal with, as long as you kick all her teammates out first, five against one is a piece of cake.

The two teams locked eyes, and a sudden surge of fighting spirit ignited within them.

The moment the opponent entered their attack range, Qin Xi raised her hand, and the bell pendant on her wrist instantly rose into the air above their heads.

The ringing sound waves created a protective shield around the five of them. At the same time, the ringing also disturbed the minds of everyone else on the platform, slightly reducing their attack power.

"Not bad, Qin Xi."

Baili Xijiang took a moment to offer a compliment, but didn't have time to say more, because the five people in front of him had already attacked. The team of three sword cultivators, one sound cultivator, and one healer was naturally quite powerful.

With the enhancement of sword techniques and sound manipulation, the protective shield slowly began to ripple. The group remained expressionless, while Song Siyao and Wan Qiji stared intently at their movements, silently gripping their weapons.

In the brief pause between their attacks, the body cultivator strode forward, wielding a large saber. He raised his hand and swept the blade horizontally, the fierce blade energy repelling the others. Immediately afterward, Song Siyao leaped off him, unleashing the first move of the Shaking Sea Sword Technique—

Sea Blade continued to strike them down with the blade.

This greatly alarmed the opponent, as this senior female captain was one of the few who had never sparred with Song Siyao.

Judging from the current situation, the junior sister should not be underestimated.

"Be careful, I'll hold off the junior sister while you guys take care of her teammates."

The senior sister coldly explained the tactics, then drew her sword and flew up, dodging the sea blades, and smiled as she clashed her sword with Li Guang.

"Junior Sister is very strong, but I'm not bad either."

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