Yun Yao won, and Xiao Ning immediately ran over to support her, comforting her with concern, "Senior Sister, are you okay?" While saying this, he secretly treated her with his hands.
"It's okay, Junior Brother. I'm fine."
Yun Yao smiled, he didn't want to make Xiao Ning worry.
Xiao Ning carefully helped her up and slowly brought her to Bai Ziyun's side. Bai Ziyun reached out and gently held Yun Yao's pulse. After some examination, he breathed a sigh of relief and said that there was nothing wrong. At this time, the game was still going on, and the atmosphere in the field was tense and intense.
In the arena where Xia Ling was, her opponent was as strong as her, but Xia Ling seemed to be at ease. She was light and graceful, and the long sword in her hand danced like flying, and each sword was fierce. Her sword skills were skillful, and her movements were smooth and natural, which made people marvel. In the end, with her last sword flower, the opponent was easily defeated. The victory of this battle made Xia Ling smile confidently and satisfied.
After finishing the game, Xia Ling excitedly ran to Xiao Ning and hugged his arm tightly, with joy in her eyes. She asked happily: "Little Junior Brother, am I handsome?" Xiao Ning smiled and replied: "Handsome! Of course I am handsome, especially the last move, it was as domineering as a sword coming out like a dragon!" After that, he also imitated Xia Ling's previous move, which made Xia Ling laugh.
The competition continued, and the next player to take the stage was the Saint Qing Ge from Yao Chi Holy Land. She was dressed in a white dress, with a veil on her face, full of mystery. The Saint was at the late Jindan stage, and her opponent was Ye Jinxuan from Wanjian Sect, at the middle Jindan stage.
Ye Jinxuan's heart tightened when she saw that her opponent was Saint Qing Ge. She knew that the Saint Qing Ge was so young, but she did not underestimate the enemy and drew her sword with a firm look in her eyes.
The match started, and the two started a fierce battle in an instant. Qing Ge's figure was graceful, and her sword skills were flexible and changeable, like a dancing fairy; Ye Jinxuan responded with a steady sword, both offensive and defensive.
Everyone was overwhelmed by the sight and cheered for the two secretly. However, Saint Qing Ge was ultimately stronger and gradually gained the upper hand. At the critical moment, Ye Jinxuan used her ultimate move, and a sword light rushed straight towards Qing Ge.
The sword light was as fast as lightning, with a fierce momentum, as if it was going to tear the space apart. Seeing this, Qing Ge's face changed slightly, but she did not panic. She just flashed and dodged the attack as flexibly as a ghost.
At the same time, the long sword in Qingge's hand drew an arc in the air, and with a backhand swing, a powerful sword energy gushed out from the tip of the sword. This sword energy was like a giant dragon, roaring and rushing towards Ye Jinxuan.
Ye Jinxuan felt the powerful sword energy, and her face became solemn. She quickly used her Qinggong skills and stepped back a few steps, trying to avoid the sword energy. However, the sword energy seemed to have the ability to track her, and followed her closely.
Finally, Ye Jinxuan was forced to retreat and could only bite the bullet and use the sword to resist. With a loud "bang", Ye Jinxuan was knocked back by the sword energy and fell heavily to the ground.
There was a burst of exclamations from the audience. No one had expected that this competition would be so intense, and the outcome would be decided so quickly.
Qing Ge looked at Ye Jinxuan lying on the ground, a trace of imperceptible pity flashed in her eyes. She slowly put away the sword in her hand and said calmly: "Thank you." After that, she quickly walked down the ring, as if the fight just now was just an insignificant episode.
The audience applauded, expressing their admiration and amazement at Qing Ge's wonderful performance. Someone couldn't help but sigh: "She is indeed the Saint of Yao Chi! She is so skillful!" Another person echoed: "That's right! Maybe the Saint will be the first this year!"
Yue Yunfei on the stage did not look angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said to Leng Qingqiu, "You are worthy of being the Saint of the Holy Land. You have such amazing skills at such a young age! Fairy Leng, congratulations!"
Leng Qingqiu also responded with a smile: "You're welcome. Qingge is a very ruthless kid. Sect Master Yue, please bear with me."
Yue Yunfei also waved his hand and smiled.
The afternoon competition ended quickly. After fierce competition, the final list of the top eight was officially released. Among them, Shenxiao Sect occupied four seats, while Yaochi Holy Land and Wanjian Sect each won two seats.
Bai Ziyun was very pleased that Yun Yao and Xia Ling both made it to the top eight. As their master, he was naturally happy to see his disciples achieve such excellent results.
The other two places in the quarterfinals of Shenxiao Sect belonged to Lin Fan from Songbai Peak and a disciple from Hualin Peak who had reached the Golden Core Perfection. The top four would be decided in the morning of the second day, and the champion of this competition would be decided in the afternoon.
After the game was over, people in the square began to leave, and Bai Ziyun and his group returned to Wutong Peak. In order to celebrate Yunyao's promotion, Xiao Ning also cooked a lot of delicious food to reward them. Bai Ziyun suggested drinking, but Xiao Ning dissuaded him, saying that it would not be too late to drink after the game was over.
After eating and drinking, everyone chatted for a while and then went to bed early to recharge their energy for the next day's competition.
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. Yun Yao and Xia Ling arrived at the competition venue and found that many people were already waiting there. The quarterfinals battle attracted much attention, and disciples from various sects came to watch the battle, making the scene very lively.
With the referee's order, the game officially began.
The first to appear were Lin Fan and a late Jindan disciple from the Wanjian Sect. As soon as the two of them came on stage, they immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience. The battle between them instantly ignited the atmosphere of the entire venue, and the audience cheered and applauded.
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