Chapter 13: Still fighting after admitting defeat?
But these people took it to heart. Rumors said that the saint was sacred and inviolable, but some people were concerned about the secret of giving birth to a daughter under her skirt.
Several people looked at each other, with a hint of doubt in their eyes. They were also curious whether it was really as he said.
The next second, several people turned around and approached the saint.
"Stop! If you come one step closer, I won't be polite!" The saint waved her long sleeves, and a white silk flew out from her cuffs. Her voice was as cold as ice.
The sword cultivator laughed, sheathed his sword, and said with as much kindness as possible, "We won't take off your skirt. We're just trying to confirm whether you are a man or a woman."
The nine major sects in the stands were all stunned and looked at each other. What was going on?
Didn’t we agree to join forces to besiege the Demonic Cult? Why are we fighting among ourselves?
The disciples of various sects stamped their feet anxiously, each of them as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. On the other hand, in the Demonic Sect camp, Tan Tai Lie leaned against the backrest, playing with the teacup with his fingertips, watching the farce with a half-smile and an expression of enjoying the show.
In the martial arts training ground, the sounds of fighting could be heard one after another.
The big buffalo's arm was scratched by the sword energy of the phantom, and blood splattered on the blue bricks. On the other side, the two people A and B who were fighting also knelt down exhausted, supporting their knees and gasping for breath.
Chu Xiao and Ye Lan exchanged glances. The opportunity had come, and it was now!
The next second, Chu Xiao and Ye Lan rushed out. Before the other party could react, Ye Lan approached the side of the phantom like a ghost, and hit the other party in the chest with a whirlwind kick, kicking the man three meters away and out of the martial arts training ground.
Once you leave the line in the training ground, you are out.
Chu Xiao's speed was not slow either. He performed a set of Nine Nether Mysterious Palace with superb skills. The Nine Nether Mysterious Palace was wrapped in a biting gale, and with a tearing sound, he knocked the big buffalo away with a "bang". Amidst the flying stones, the opponent knocked down the wooden stakes for spectators.
At this time, those people realized that they had been deceived, but it was too late.
Chu Xiao grabbed Ye Lan's waist, spun in the air, flew up and quickly kicked out a series of kicks.
Amid screams, these disciples fell out of the training ground like kites with broken strings, at a speed that was astonishing.
"Oh yeah, beautiful!" His life was saved, and Tang Xiaoyun was so excited that he almost overturned the table.
The battlefield was originally tense, but now only two people from the Demonic Sect were left standing with their hands behind their backs. The nine major sects ended up in a crushing defeat, and the Demonic Sect won a complete victory.
Yue Tianxiao twitched the corners of his mouth in astonishment. He had imagined losing, but he didn't expect to lose so ugly.
We had originally planned for a second and third round, but now we are skipping it. What should we do?
Seeing that Yue Tianxiao was still hesitant to announce the results, Bai Chuan reminded him, "Master Yue, it's time to announce the results."
Yue Tianxiao collected his thoughts and exchanged subtle glances with the nine sect leaders in the stands. He then coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, the Heavenly Demon Sect won the first match. There were originally going to be a second and third round, but due to special circumstances, we're moving directly to the second round of the elders' competition."
"The first round of Qingcheng Party to Xiaoyao Sect."
As soon as Yue Tianxiao finished speaking, one person each from the Qingcheng Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect walked out. After they saluted each other, they began to fight.
Tang Xiaoyun was watching the fight in the martial arts training ground in the stands, and he always felt that something was wrong.
Tang Xiaoyun: [System, do you think there's something wrong?]
System: [What's the problem?]
Tang Xiaoyun: [Hey! Are those two playing house? This isn't a fight!]
In the martial arts training ground, the elder of the Qingcheng Sect made exaggerated movements. He stepped back a few steps, clutching his chest and spitting blood, saying, "Brother Xiaoyao is truly amazing!"
The Xiaoyao Sect elder's acting skills were comparable, his movements were slow and exaggerated: "Then Brother Qingcheng, try my trick again!"
After saying that, the Qingcheng Sect elder leaped up and shouted, "This move!"
Tang Xiaoyun was furious: "I didn't even bother thinking of a name for the move! This is too fake!"
"Also, you, the head of the sect who is the referee, saw it and didn't stop it. What are you trying to do?!"
Seeing that he was on the verge of going crazy, Tan Tai Lie chuckled softly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and then he soothed him: "Don't worry, there are free good shows to watch, let's talk after you finish watching them."
Yue Tianxiao originally wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but after Tang Xiaoyun shouted like that, he could no longer pretend to be dead.
He gave a look to the two people who were performing in the martial arts training ground, and saw the elder of Xiaoyao Sect waved his palm, and the elder of Qingcheng Sect flew out of the martial arts training ground.
Tang Xiaoyun pulled the corner of his mouth expressionlessly. Just watch this performance. No one can say a word.
He was too lazy to complain.
"Ahem! Next up is Elder Baichuan of the Tianmo Sect versus Elder Yuqing of the Wudang Sect."
As soon as Yue Tianxiao finished speaking, Tang Xiaoyun heard the system's voice in his mind: [Why did you change people? ]
Tang Xiaoyun frowned subconsciously and asked hurriedly: [What do you mean? ]
System: [According to the original plot, Baichuan should be fighting against Quanzhen Sect's Cangyan's junior apprentice, Mu Qianheng. Elder Yuqing's martial arts skills are superior to Baichuan's. Baichuan is in great danger now.]
Hearing this, Tang Xiaoyun subconsciously looked at Bai Chuan, feeling worried for him: [They are so despicable, they actually made a last-minute substitution.]
Bai Chuan and Tan Tai Lie naturally heard his conversation with the system. Tan Tai Lie said to Bai Chuan, "Conserve your strength and do your best."
Tang Xiaoyun followed suit and said, "Yes, at worst, we can just admit defeat. As long as we're still alive, it doesn't matter whether we win or lose."
"Yes, I'll go too." After saying that, Baichuan jumped down.
In the martial arts training ground, Elder Yuqing, dressed in a gray Taoist robe and holding a whisk, was waiting for Baichuan's arrival.
Seeing Baichuan finally land, Elder Yuqing raised his hand, touched his beard, and chuckled.
The next second, he moved!
Elder Yuqing swept the whisk in his hand towards Baichuan with a strong wind. Baichuan dodged sideways and swung out the Chixiao Sword, which slashed out red flames.
When the Chixiao Sword and the whisk collided, ice and fire exploded, and the bluestone slabs cracked into spider web patterns.
"You cultivate pure Yang, and I fuse Yin Sha. We are on different paths!" Bai Chuan growled, and swung the Chi Xiao Knife in his hand, releasing a blade wind with black mist towards Elder Yuqing.
Elder Yuqing laughed foolishly, quickly formed seals and swung out his whisk, easily dissolving the sword wind. Then he flashed in front of Baichuan, who had no time to react, and slapped him with a palm. Baichuan vomited blood and retreated several meters before he could barely stabilize his body.
"It's over! Baichuan can't beat that old man."
Tang Xiaoyun stood up nervously, secretly cursing the author for being stupid. Couldn't he have made Baichuan a little more powerful?
Bai Chuan knew he was no match for Elder Yuqing, and he always remembered what Tan Tai Lie had said. So when Elder Yuqing was about to attack again, he raised his hand to stop him and said, "I surrender!"
As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.
However, Elder Yuqing had no intention of stopping. A cold smile appeared on his lips, and he said angrily, "Devil, don't run away!"
"Hey! You're still fighting after admitting defeat?" Tang Xiaoyun accused Old Man Yuqing of breaking the rules, but his words were drowned out by the blowing wind.
Even if the other party heard it, there was no intention of stopping.
Bai Chuan dodged Elder Yuqing's fierce attacks with a serious expression, cursing as he dodged, "Niubi, are you planning to start a war with the Heavenly Demon Cult?"
Elder Yuqing snorted lightly, his tone full of confidence: "So what? After we kill you, we will encircle and eliminate the big devil. From now on, there will be no more Tianmo Sect in the world. We are ridding the martial arts world of this evil!"
After hearing this, Bai Chuan felt so angry that a sweet and fishy feeling rose in his chest. He knew that the palm strike just now had already seriously injured him. If he delayed any further, he would probably die here today.
"Bah! You guys are a bunch of scum who claim to be upright and righteous. How is your behavior any different from ours?"
"Ha! Killing you would make a difference!"
After saying that, Elder Yuqing's eyes instantly turned cold and sinister. He gathered his internal energy into his right palm. The strange power emitted a trace of demonic energy, and then he suddenly slapped Baichuan.
This is going to be a fatal blow!
When Tan Tai Lie in the stands saw this scene, his pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes fixed, and he disappeared in an instant.
The next second, he appeared in front of Baichuan and grabbed Elder Yuqing's neck before Elder Yuqing could brake.
The voice was icy cold: "You are looking for death!"
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