Huo Shen raised the sword high and finally lowered it.
I closed my eyes to hide the myriad thoughts in my mind.
Because the third match was a battle between Shen Qingyi and Miao Wan, and Miao Wan had already fallen, so she won directly.
The competition progressed quickly, and in this final, almost everyone gave their all.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The moment the final bell rang, the competition between them finally ended.
In the end, only Shen Qingyi, Huo Shen and Mo Jiuxiao were left among the top three.
The rest of the people also arranged their ranks.
Looking at the three people standing on the ring, some monks couldn't help but marvel.
"If Shen Qingyi hadn't encountered any accidents, these three people would all be cultivators from the Pankong Realm of the Lower Spirit Realm!"
"What kind of place is this Pankong Realm? Why are there so many geniuses? And each of them is extraordinary?"
"Yes, I remember that the Holy King Palace also obtained two geniuses from them before."
"I've read ancient texts, and they say that the Pankong Realm was once a large domain, but it fell due to a war and gradually declined over time. But I never thought that after so many years, the now-declining Pankong Realm would rise again."
"But now they are in the top three. Do you think Shen Qingyi will be lucky again?"
"No matter how lucky we are now, we still have to face these two, right?"
"That's true, but since it's unavoidable... it's better to face it sooner rather than later."
On the stage, looking at the three sticks, Mo Jiuxiao and Huo Shen did not move.
Shen Qingyi didn't say anything and just took a casual puff.
After seeing the word above, it was handed over to the display stand.
Huo Shen and Mo Jiuxiao also stretched out their hands.
Mo Jiuxiao spread out the wooden stick and let out a breath when he saw the words on it.
The referee monk saw the three people's wooden sticks and looked at the three people.
"The first match is between Shen Qingyi from the Western Desolate Palace in the Soul Realm and Mo Jiuxiao from the Pankong Realm in the Lower Spirit Realm!"
The wind blew across the square, and the voice of the presiding monk reached the ears of every monk.
"Finally we met!"
"I don't know who is better between these two!"
"I'm more optimistic about Shen Qingyi. After all, she performed so well!"
"Although Shen Qingyi is very powerful and has many tricks up his sleeve, I am more optimistic about Mo Jiuxiao. I always feel that he has not yet used all his tricks."
"We'll know who's stronger after the fight! But they're brothers and sisters, so they won't let me win, right?"
"You're overthinking it. This is the finals. The winner will have benefits that countless people envy. Even if they were new brothers, the master and disciple would probably turn against each other, let alone brothers and sisters who are not blood relatives and have been separated for so long?"
The two men stood on the ring, and the moment the bell rang, both sides saluted each other.
The wind blew up the two men's black hair, and their robes moved with the wind.
The two stood on each side, the sun shining brightly.
The familiar face seemed strange, unlike the childishness of youth.
Nearly a thousand years have passed since the two of them entered the sect.
Over the past thousand years, they have grown and changed a lot.
But at this moment, both of them felt as if today was still yesterday.
The boys and girls did the same, standing on the ring.
Mo Jiuxiao smiled slightly.
"Qingyi, I give up."
Mo Jiuxiao did not hesitate.
When these words were spoken, not only Shen Qing was stunned, but also the cultivators on the high platform were stunned.
Mo Jiuxiao fought his way here, showing that he was determined not to admit defeat, but now, he admitted defeat before the fight even started?
There was an uproar in the audience.
"Why did Mo Jiuxiao admit defeat?!"
"This...this should at least involve a fight, right? If he loses without a fight, isn't he afraid of being ridiculed by the world in the future?"
"Or is Mo Jiuxiao afraid?"
Shen Qingyi looked at Mo Jiuxiao.
Mo Jiuxiao put away his Cang Jue sword.
"Qingyi, don't overthink it. I'm willing to lose to you, and I accept it wholeheartedly. Besides, the sword in my hand won't point at you. Brother is also getting stronger. I look forward to us...fighting side by side in the future!"
Mo Jiuxiao has never been a talkative person.
Seeing his sincere eyes, Shen Qingyi did not act pretentiously.
"Brother, thank you for letting me!"
This reversal caught many monks off guard.
"I really don't understand what's going on in the minds of these talented disciples! This opportunity is right in front of them, can't they see it?"
"God is so unfair! If I had this talent and opportunity, how could I pretend to be so affectionate like them? What's so noble about that?"
"Isn't Mo Jiuxiao afraid of the Lower Spirit Realm's objections to doing this? This opportunity doesn't just concern him personally!"
Everyone looked at the people in the lower spiritual realm and found that they were very calm.
"These lunatics!"
The presiding monk opened his mouth, looked towards the platform, and finally spoke helplessly.
"Shen Qingyi wins!"
He felt quite sorry about it, after all, he was actually quite optimistic about Mo Jiuxiao.
Compared to Shen Qingyi's sharp sword, he actually appreciated Mo Jiuxiao's sword that concealed its sharpness more.
On the platform, some people looked unhappy.
"Young people tend to act impulsively."
"Yes, right now they don't know what price they will have to pay for what they have done. They think they are deeply loyal and righteous, but in the future, they will realize how naive their actions were."
Jiao Changbai smiled and stroked his beard, then looked at the people who had spoken.
"I think it's great. Young people should be brave. And there are always some people in this world who dare to do things that ordinary people don't dare to do. This is what makes them different from ordinary people."
On the ring, the two men walked down the ring side by side.
When they separated, Mo Jiuxiao suddenly spoke again.
"Qingyi, thank you."
Thank you for your protection over the years!
Shen Qingyi had protected Yunze and Pankong countless times. In the final battle, they were all in the secret realm, leaving her alone to fight to the death outside...
He could not forget the scene when he just came out of the secret realm, and he could not forget the blood-stained giant sword.
Perhaps even without Shen Qingyi's final suicide, the secret realm would have completely collapsed due to energy riots and space fragmentation.
Not only the countless cultivators outside, but also the countless cultivators in the secret realm will perish!
Looking at Mo Jiuxiao's leaving back, Shen Qingyi lowered his eyes.
I suddenly felt uncomfortable and sour in my heart.
Although she had become more open-minded and no longer obsessed with many things, she was still deeply touched by the warmth that came hundreds of years late.
After a short break, the competition began again.
The cultivators were silent now, because Mo Jiuxiao had given up, so it was Shen Qingyi and Huo Shen's turn.
During this battle, the monks watching the battle couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Will Huo Shen withdraw from the competition like Mo Jiuxiao?
Or is it that Shen Qingyi still remembers his master Huo Shen and is willing to give in?
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