"You're really careful."

Bai Yunshu murmured, looking down at the ranking list in front of him.

She gently touched the name on the first line with her fingers.

First place, Xuanyingzong: Yin Huan.

Second place, Ziyun Sect: Sultagon.

Third place, Emperor Xuanyingzong: Yan 냭wan.

Fourth place, Chen Wu Zong: Chao He Yan.

Fifth place…

Yin Huanwen ranked first. Bai Yunshu had a sick smile on his face, and there was a strange obsession in his eyes, like staring into the abyss.

The top ten rankings have been announced. The rules of the ring match are adopted. The champions must defend the ring with their own abilities. If they fail to defend the ring, the winner will become the new champion. The order of the champions will be determined by drawing lots. Each match only lasts for half an incense stick, so you need to be quick, accurate and ruthless. If there is a tie, both of you will be eliminated.

But the premise is that friendship comes first, competition comes second. You can kill, you can cheat, you can hurt other disciples. If you feel that you have defeated them, you can step down and admit defeat at the critical moment.

Yin Huan drew a lucky number, ten, and was ranked last, Yan Wan was ranked fifth, and Su Tang was ranked seventh.

This time, since the competition stage, it has attracted everyone's attention. After all, the top ten are either born with talent or are born with luck. It is destined to be exciting.

The first one to come on stage is the disciple of Chenwu Sect, who uses a sword, while the opponent is the disciple of Guyou Sect, who uses a whip.

The elders were all discussing which side would win. Bai Yunshu was so anxious that he didn't even have the heart to watch and just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The fight on the ring was fierce, and long whips were coming from time to time. The disciples with swords tried to block them carefully, but after a long time, the swords were caught by the long whips and thrown out, landing on the table far away from Yue Dai.

The sword was gone, so the disciple had no choice but to admit defeat. He apologized and looked for his sword, then looked at Yue Daiyuan who had a speechless face.

Yue Daiyuan frowned, used her spiritual power to control the sword and pulled it out from her desk, while asking casually.

"What are you doing here? Murder the elder?"

The disciple was embarrassed to shake his head, but Yue Daiyuan didn't think much about it. She returned the sword and let the disciple go.

Later, the second place was beaten down by the third place, the third place was beaten down by the fourth place, and the fourth place was beaten down by the fifth place.

Yan Wan naturally also used the sword. After guarding one station after another, he ran into the seventh Sulfur Sugar.

Su Tang used 놅놆She always carried 놅 that umbrella on her back.

"I am Yan Wan, a disciple of Xuanying Sect. Please teach me."

"I am Su Tang, a disciple of Ziyun Sect. Please teach me."

The two of them spoke politely and then threw themselves into the battle.

The name of the sulfur sugar umbrella is called Muzhuo. It is a top-grade magic weapon that has long been spiritual. Its power cannot be underestimated. The one used by Yan Wan is a high-end sword that he had refined himself before.

Because I'm familiar with it, it only took me less than two hours to get started.

She was still too skilled in using it, but at least she made it herself, so having it was better than nothing.

After all, most new disciples do not have weapons and they are only given them after becoming apprentices. As for the Ziyun Sect's sulfur sugar, probably because it is so highly valued, it has already been used.

The umbrella in Sutang's hand transformed into several dazzling objects, and then flew out of her hand and went towards Yan Wan.

The two fought fiercely for a long time, and finally Yan Wan fell to the ground, covering his chest to show that he had fought.

But she was already very powerful. She defended her own stage and fought with her for so long.

Later, he fought against Sutang, a disciple of Xian Beizong, and attacked with water sleeves.

The sleeves can be long or short, sharp and windy, and even contain sugar.

But the umbrella tore her sleeves apart, and the rags flew all over the sky, which was really eye-catching.

Sutang held an umbrella and watched the man in front of him walk off the stage with his sleeves torn.

Sutang defended the stage once again, and the elders of the Ziyun Sect below were laughing so hard that their eyes could almost be seen.

This time, I missed the hidden joy.

"Yin Huan! Come on!"

Xuanying Sect's disciples are most optimistic about Bian Yinhuan, after all, she is in the first place.

At this moment, Bai Yunshu raised his eyes and looked at the arena.

With this perspective, she can see everything that happens on the field very well.

Geng Jihuan also joined in the fun, shouting, "Come on, Yinhuan!"

Yin Huan heard Geng Ji Huan's voice and looked in her direction, but happened to meet Bai Yun Shu's eyes.

With just a quick glance, she looked away and raised the sword in her hand.

She used only the most common iron sword.

Her swordsmanship was powerful, but Su Tang was not panicked and continued to use her umbrella to block it.

She was very good at using the umbrella, and since it was filled with spiritual energy, she was not afraid.

The fight between the two had just begun when Yin Huan raised his sword to block the umbrella. The spiritual power in the umbrella overflowed and went straight along the sword to hit Yin Huan's dantian.

The next second, Yin Huan felt pain in her dantian, and the sword... broke. She was also affected by the spiritual power inside and lay on the stage.

Yin Huan lay on the ring, looking up at the sky, with the taste of blood coming out of her mouth. When everyone was waiting for her to admit defeat, she slowly got up and glanced at the broken sword beside her.

"Next."

Bai Yunshu's voice came from a distance. Yin Huan turned around subconsciously and saw a sword with a scabbard appeared in front of her. She caught it immediately.

She looked at the sword, then looked at Bai Yunshu, slowly pulled out the sword and held it in her palm.

When the elders of Ziyun Sect saw this scene, they were convinced.

"Elder Yingsu, this doesn't make sense. You're giving away your spiritual weapon in the middle of the game."

"Why not? You Ziyun Sect are quite interesting. In this kind of competition, what is the outer shell of the top-grade spiritual weapon decorated with? Do you want me to remind you?"

Bai Yunshu smiled, but the elder of Ziyun Sect changed his expression and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, Elder Yingsu?"

Bai Yunshu stood up and fixed his eyes on Sutang놅's umbrella.

She spoke in a voice that only she and the elders of Ziyun Sect could hear.

"The Xuan Umbrella is an ancient artifact, completely black and full of spiritual power. Do you really think that no one in our Xuanying Sect can see it? Since you are the only elder in the Ziyun Sect, I will save face for you and give my disciples an ancient artifact to see the true strength of the two disciples."

The elder of Ziyun Sect spoke, and the others present also heard something from what he said just now, so they didn't say anything too much.

But someone has already said it.

"No wonder I thought that umbrella was powerful from the beginning. I was wondering why it looked like a magical weapon, treating everyone like fools."

"You, with that instrument here, there's no way other disciples can beat you."

“…”

Everyone was whispering to each other. The elder of Ziyun Sect looked a little worried, but he still pretended to be calm.

"Elder Ying Su! You are so biased!"

At the side, Yan Wan started crying. Bai Yunshu thought for a moment and took out some spiritual energy from Nan Lezhi and gave it to her.

Yan Wan was happy, hugging the silly boy happily.

In fact, even if she defended the ring, she would unconditionally admit defeat in the last match.

On the ring, Yin Huan had stood up again, holding the sword, not even a trace of blood flowing from his lips.

"Give me teaching."

She uttered those two words and rushed forward with her sword in hand.