Three days later.
Led by Elder Sun Meng, the group from Xianhe Garden flew towards the competition venue.
At this moment, on the flying magical artifact, the two gangs were clearly separated.
Qi Tai and his group have been confirmed as traitors after the team competition.
After the Immortal Realm Grand Competition ends and I leave Zhuoyangchuan, I'm afraid I'll never be able to enter the gates of Immortal River Academy again.
But Qi Tai and his group didn't take it seriously.
If they don't want me here, there are plenty of other places that will.
Even before the team competition began, Qi Tai and his team had already discussed it with Li Wantian.
After the Immortal Realm Grand Competition ended, the thirty-two of them went directly to the Ten Thousand Swords Manor to continue their cultivation.
Several hours later.
The flying artifact landed on the huge platform.
In mid-air, one number after another lit up.
The platform was teeming with people, who marched in a great wave toward their respective positions.
The group from Xianhe Garden arrived at area 29 once again.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi stood side by side at the front of the line.
The two men looked serious, causing the surrounding cultivators to shrink back involuntarily.
The match hasn't even started yet, why do these two killers already look so fierce?
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The bells rang again.
The three Nascent Soul cultivators arrived on the platform on time.
"The second event of the Immortal Realm Grand Competition is the individual battle."
The competition was divided into two venues: the Golden Core Stage venue and the Foundation Establishment Stage venue.
The first match was a series of elimination battles.
Please, all alchemists, step forward.
Song Chen took a step forward, and then the force of the broken water wave swept over him, uncontrollably bringing Song Chen to the center of the platform.
The other alchemists, like Song Chen, were concentrated in the middle of the platform.
Song Chen's expression was serious; he didn't know what kind of pills would be tested next.
"The match begins now!"
The rules are as follows:
1. A maximum of 10 pills may be taken during the competition.
2. You can only fight against people already in the ring. Each time you defeat someone, you gain one point.
3. Aside from elixirs, each person may only carry one iron sword and is prohibited from using any magical artifacts, talismans, spirit pets, etc.
The announcement of the competition rules caused an uproar in the audience.
What are these rules?
Dan Xiu, want to have a battle?
Is this how it will be in all the upcoming matches?
Must all cultivators compete in individual strength, just like sword cultivators?
Song Chen's face showed surprise and uncertainty. Was this how individual battles were assessed?
He thought it would be the same as the college competition.
Just to be on the safe side, Song Chen took ten Qi-replenishing pills.
This Qi-replenishing pill is a grade three elixir that can quickly replenish spiritual energy.
If he runs out of spiritual energy during the upcoming battle, he probably won't be able to turn the tide.
At this moment, Ren He, a cultivator from Xianhe Garden, stood beside Song Chen and mustered her courage to say:
"Song Chen, I'll go first and scout the way for you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ren He leaped into the air and landed on the three-meter-high platform.
The ten-meter square ring was already surrounded by people.
As soon as Ren He stepped onto the platform, a cultivator came to challenge him.
After the two clasped their fists in greeting, the battle began immediately.
On the platform, Ren He quickly picked up a pill and put it in her mouth.
Then she brandished her iron sword and charged straight at another cultivator.
"Swift Wind Sword Technique! Third Form!"
With a single swing of the sword, thud!
The iron sword struck the ground with a heavy sound that echoed through the air.
It's a Giant Strength Pill!
The other cultivators were not to be outdone; after taking a pill, their size instantly doubled.
A giant over three meters tall appeared in the arena.
This fighting style made Song Chen pinch his brow in pain.
These people don't play by the rules; what kind of elixirs are they carrying?!
It's one thing to bring the Mighty Strength Pill, but why is anyone bringing the Dharma Body Pill?
Can these elixirs really bring miraculous effects to the competition?
Ren He and that cultivator fought back and forth, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
Finally, Ren He consumed eight pills and won.
Ren He stood on the arena, panting heavily.
The second cultivator stepped onto the stage instantly.
In a few moves, he defeated Ren He, who had exhausted her spiritual energy.
"Ren He, with 0 pills in hand, is eliminated. Points +1, currently total 21 points."
Upon hearing the score, the surrounding cultivators widened their eyes in surprise. No wonder everyone was fighting so hard in the team competition.
The points earned in team competitions are surprisingly valuable!
Song Chen watched two or three battles before stepping onto the arena.
He wielded a long iron sword and defeated the previous champion with a single strike.
Song Chen, tall and slender, stood on the arena with a smile on his face, waiting to be challenged.
His previous performance in the team competition made the Danxiu (a type of cultivator) hesitant to approach.
"Brothers, let's not take any pills, let's exhaust Song Chen's spiritual energy first!"
"Yes! Let's go together! Song Chen's spiritual energy will always be insufficient at times."
"Let's send Song Chen away first, then we can have our own competition later."
The monks whispered among themselves below the arena.
They then swarmed towards the ring.
Song Chen drew his sword, unleashing a sweeping sword aura that released the full power of his eight spiritual roots.
Countless cultivators were knocked away and fell off the arena.
In an instant, the stage was filled with the chilling aura of swords, and people and horses were thrown about.
Half an hour later.
Song Chen killed 59 people before he used up all ten pills.
The one who finally defeated him was the Danxiu of Kunxianlou.
Song Chen wiped the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The cultivators of Kunxian Tower are all single-spiritual-root cultivators, and they are indeed stronger than the others.
Song Chenfei stepped off the stage, not stopping to watch, but returning to Zhao Ziyi's side.
"Ziyi, I'm going to meditate and regulate my breathing."
After Song Chen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Using his clothes as cover, Zhao Ziyi threw a stack of jade slips into Song Chen's arms.
He transmitted his voice:
"No one noticed the cultivators outside the arena just now. I've copied a portion of the formation on this platform. See if it's useful to you?"
Song Chen was pleasantly surprised.
He had wanted to study the array flags on the platform for a long time, but unfortunately, the Nascent Soul cultivator was always present, so he couldn't take action.
Upon seeing Zhao Ziyi's jade slip, Song Chen disregarded the need to recover his spiritual energy and immediately began studying its contents.
The formation was so profound that even just one-tenth of it had greatly benefited Song Chen.
When he opened his eyes again, two hours had passed.
Song Chen happily transmitted his voice:
"Ziyi, I've also reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage!"
Song Chen had been stuck at the tenth level of the Foundation Establishment stage for a long time.
He exhausted all his spiritual energy during today's competition.
At the same time, he gained some understanding of formations and actually touched the barrier to breaking through to the Golden Core stage.
Zhao Ziyi laughed:
"We'll advance to the Golden Core stage together then!"
Song Chen felt a pang of worry at the thought that Zhao Ziyi would advance to the Golden Core stage during the battle. He frowned and transmitted his voice:
"Ziyi, you must pay attention to Mufeng's movements in the sword cultivator competition."
The rules of the game have now changed, and external forces are no longer allowed on the field.
The talismans and formations I prepared for you will no longer be effective.
It's possible that even the magical flying sword couldn't be brought into the arena.
We must be extremely careful; the only variable lies with Mu Feng!
Zhao Ziyi nodded:
"Don't worry, I'm ready."
After saying this, Zhao Ziyi reached into his storage bag, grabbed a handful of top-grade pills, and stuffed them into his mouth.
Over the past few years, he has consumed quite a few top-grade Jianling pills.
The fire and earth spiritual roots have been nurtured to an exceptionally robust state.
In previous team competitions, Song Chen used talismans to gain points.
Zhao Ziyi, with just himself and his sword, brought countless cultivators to tears.
He was ready to deal with Mu Feng!
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