Xie Yang and Yun Feimiao on the next arena were in a similar situation. They also swung their swords, and the sword energy took away two-thirds of the people, leaving only one-third to continue fighting.
Everyone else also consciously avoided Xie Yang, for fear that they would accidentally bump into him and be waved away by him.
Gong Zhuo thought that Xie Yang and Yun Feimiao were very handsome and particularly intimidating, but he couldn't imitate them.
Ever since he merged with several balls of Phoenix True Fire, the sword energy he emitted was always filled with fire.
It's okay to throw people off the arena, but if you burn them all, that would be a serious sin.
Therefore, he could only kick the people around him one by one with his sword and one by his foot as quickly as possible.
His attack was indiscriminate. The skills of those kicked down by him varied greatly. One or two inner disciples who had originally had the hope of making it into the top ten were also kicked down by him.
Like Yun Feimiao and Xie Yang, those who can stay on the field are basically those with higher strength.
The other new disciples of the Wanjian Sect did not have as strong sword energy as Yun Xie and the others. The strongest one was probably Lei Feifei, who swept half of the people off the stage at once.
Her sword energy was still electrified. Although it did not cause any substantial harm to anyone, those who were swept off the stage by her felt numb and tingling, and it was very painful.
Several of the remaining half of the people on the stage were also shocked. Although their reactions were not as strong, they still felt a little numb.
The way they looked at Lei Feifei suddenly changed. They felt that the Thunder Spiritual Root was indeed one of the spiritual roots with the strongest output, and these descendants of the Thunder Spiritual Root were not easy to mess with!
For example, Qin Zhili, for example, Yun Feiyin, this seemingly naive girl in front of me will not grow up to be like that in the future, right?
Jiang Qingruo was the last one among all the direct disciples of Wanjian Sect to wield a sword. With the experience from several other arenas, everyone on their side was on high alert and consciously stepped back several steps, fearing that they would be swept off the stage by the sword energy if they were not careful.
But Jiang Qingruo's sword energy was also extremely gentle. When it swept across them, it was like a breeze blowing on their faces, with a faint scent of grass and trees, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
After the sweep, nothing happened and everyone was confused.
It was not until all the people at the edge of the arena fell down that everyone realized that the sword energy was just an illusion.
Jiang Qingruo's real purpose was to manipulate the wood-type spiritual power to create vines to sweep away all the people around the arena.
Tsk tsk tsk, this swordsman is quite scheming!
Jiang Qingruo smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, my sword energy has little killing power, so I can only resort to this last resort."
Anyway, in the arena, everyone relies on their own ability, so this is normal for him.
It just seems a little awkward when compared with other fellow students.
Many audience members were whispering.
"Is that the direct disciple of Jian Danfeng from the Wanjian Sect? I feel like his painting style is different from the other direct disciples of the Wanjian Sect."
"Right, right, right. Everyone else is able to defeat everyone with force, but he's the only one who's scheming!"
"I thought sword cultivators were all straightforward, but I didn't expect there's someone with such a cunning mind here."
"I think he's amazing. He can multitask, swinging his sword and controlling so many vines at the same time!"
"Ah, I don't think he was multitasking. His sword energy was originally intended to act on those vines. Others thought he was swinging his sword to sweep people away, but in fact he was using wood spirit power to urge the vines to grow rapidly."
"Is that so? That's quite scheming!"
"But it's still more refreshing to defeat ten people with one force, right? Look at Junior Brother Xiaoyun, he can now sit on the stage and read a storybook, but the guy from Jiandan Peak still has to keep fighting."
"Let me see what Junior Brother Xiaoyun is looking at. I want to see the same thing."
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect liked to sweep with sword energy, and the disciples of the Great Blade Sect also liked to sweep with knife energy. Basically, after one disciple from each of these two sects swept, there were only a few people left on the stage.
So in less than half an hour, the results of the ten competition arenas came out.
The results of this round were very consistent. There were exactly ten people left on each arena, basically seven direct disciples and three inner disciples. Some arenas also had one or two outer disciples left.
These outer disciples are basically strong physical cultivators with good strength. They have strong bodies and tough personalities. No matter how others' sword and knife energy sweep them, they stand there motionless, which makes the audience in the stage very excited.
Genius young men are certainly admirable, but these resolute and strong ordinary disciples are even more role models for the public. They have accomplished many things that ordinary cultivators want to do but do not have the perseverance to do.
After Yun Feimiao and the others stepped down from the stage, they sat in the sect's special seats to watch the rest of the competition. Most of the direct disciples of the seven major sects had finished the first round, and the remaining two rounds were for the inner and outer sect disciples.
After the loss of his direct disciples, the duration of each competition was prolonged. It was already very good if the result could be decided within half an hour, and many of them had to have additional rounds.
Everyone was watching with great interest at the beginning, but after the direct disciple who was good at sweeping the whole place was gone, everyone on the stage had to be extremely alert and fight the enemy seriously. Many of them even tried their best and came up with endless tricks.
But after watching for a long time, everyone felt tired, because some disciples had insufficient spiritual power and refused to leave the stage, and they even twisted into a ball and pulled each other's hair.
The leaders of the seven major sects all covered their faces, unable to believe that this was their disciple.
Si Junzhan, who was originally drinking tea comfortably, felt his scalp tighten when he saw this scene. He quickly remembered that when he and Shen Yanshu had fought for the first time, the other party also won by pulling his hair.
Fortunately, Shen Yanshu only grabbed a bunch of his hair to restrict his movements, unlike someone on the stage who almost tore off a piece of his opponent's scalp.
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