Bai Yuanchen also knew his limits. Although he directly attacked Lu Jia's soul, he did not intend to hurt anyone. He just wanted to interfere with the other party and prevent him from attacking normally.
Lu Jia could also feel that Bai Yuanchen had no intention of hurting his soul. He just breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to concentrate on resisting Bai Yuanchen's sound attack, but he found that Bai Yuanchen also had a magic sword.
Lu Jia never expected that Bai Yuanchen's suona music had two effects. One was to interfere with his soul, and the other was to control the spirit sword to attack him.
The key point is that this man's spiritual sword is not worse than the spiritual knife his parents specially found for him. After fighting for a long time, the two weapons did not cause any damage.
Lu Jia suddenly felt a little jealous. It was the first time in his life that he knew how it felt to be jealous of other people's good things.
He thought that since he grew up in the Upper Realm and had a pair of parents in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, his starting point was higher than that of all the people coming from the Lower Realm.
What's more, the man in front of him is just a temporary resident of the Upper Realm. He cannot obtain many treasures of the Upper Realm, and the two spiritual weapons in his hands are most likely brought from the Lower Realm.
What a good luck!
Lu Jia's mentality was still good. After being jealous for a while, he continued to try hard to find a way to deal with Bai Yuanchen.
But there was no way around it; Bai Yuanchen was too much of a match for him. If it were just a battle of strength, Bai Yuanchen might be slightly inferior, but with the suona, Lu Jia was powerless.
After holding on for hundreds of moves, Lu Jia was finally defeated.
The expressions of the people in Tianwu Holy Land were okay, they just felt it was incredible that Lu Jia lost so quickly.
But the elders who led the team all felt that Lu Jia's path of cultivation was too smooth, and it would be good to be discouraged occasionally.
But the faces of the people from the other major forces were not good. Lu Jia lost this game too quickly. If the next few players were at the same level, wouldn't they have to give up so many places in vain?
Although they felt that the younger ones couldn't be that powerful, they decided to let the seventh one challenge Qin Zhili first just in case.
Since it is not safe to play according to the order, let's use Tian Ji's horse racing method.
Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is better than giving up actual benefits directly.
Then the seventh one was quickly defeated by Qin Zhili, and Qin Zhili felt a little regretful.
Ever since he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he took turns fighting with Ye Zheng, Yun Feiyin and Bai Yuanchen every day. He enjoyed every fight very much, but today's fight was not so focused.
He was not good at hiding his emotions, and his boredom was almost visible on those people's faces.
The people from those forces were all very angry. They felt that Qin Zhili was being too arrogant because he had Xiao Yue's support.
The second person on the opposite side couldn't stand it. This person was rather arrogant. He was not convinced of losing to Lu Jia. When he saw Lu Jia being defeated by Bai Yuanchen, he even felt a bit gloating.
But he looked down on the people from the lower domain, and thought that the elders praised those country bumpkins from the lower domain too highly. He didn't believe that he would lose.
So one of the elders on the opposite side didn't keep an eye on him, and the second one stepped out from the crowd and pointed his sword at Ye Zheng.
"Do you dare to compete with me?"
His tone was arrogant and his eyes were full of disdain, as if Ye Zheng was no match for him at all.
Yun Feimiao and the others took a deep breath. They had never expected that they would run into someone so stubborn that he would pick the most powerful one among them right away.
The little goose in Yun Feimiao's arms couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Ye's spiritual power is ten times that of the opponent. As long as he doesn't give face, he can take him down in three moves. The more arrogant this guy is now, the more embarrassed he will be in a while."
The goose spoke without avoiding people, and everyone present heard it.
The people around Yun Feimiao actually believed in Xiaoe's judgment, but most of the opposing forces did not believe it. They just thought Xiaoe was exaggerating.
I didn't expect that Xiao Yue would be so scheming even towards a goose, and even knew how to undermine their self-confidence in advance.
Ye Zheng felt that he couldn't let the goose be looked down upon by others. After all, it was the goose raised by his younger brother Xiaoyin, so he had to help save face.
So he really knocked the second opponent away within three swords. The second opponent was hanging on the tree and couldn't recover for a long time. He was very doubtful about his life.
Although he won the first three games, the young monk Jingxuan was still a little worried.
After all, the people on the opposite side were much older and probably had more combat experience than those younger ones, so he had no choice but to send them a wave of blessings.
"Amitabha, well done, well done. I hope all the donors across the street can find out their shortcomings and make up for them as soon as possible."
So, the third person pushed out by the opposing team chose Yun Feimiao for some unknown reason.
After choosing, he didn't feel anything was wrong. Although he couldn't tell from his face, the elders had told him that Yun Feimiao was the one with the youngest bone age.
The youngest one should be the easiest to deal with, right?
Moreover, he has earth spiritual roots, and Yun Feimiao has water spiritual roots. Earth overcomes water, so he made a very good choice!
But after he started to practice, he understood that if you want earth to overcome water, you need to consider the proportions.
Faced with Yun Feimiao's surging water spiritual power like the vast ocean, his earth was like a poor river embankment caught in a flood, unable to contain it, unable to contain it at all.
Instead, it was defeated by Yun Feimiao and could burst at any time.
He couldn't understand why Yun Feimiao, who was only one level lower than him, had more powerful spiritual power than him.
The third place also knew that his weakness was that his spiritual power was not as strong as Lu Jia and the second place, and was even worse than the ones behind him.
He was able to get third place mainly because of his unconventional playing style and extremely fast speed.
But these two things are useless in front of Yun Feimiao.
He is good at taking advantage of loopholes, but Yun Feimiao has no loopholes for him to exploit. Instead, he is even better at taking advantage of loopholes than him.
When it comes to speed, the two are evenly matched and neither can gain an advantage.
The most terrifying thing is that Yun Feimiao has been studying day and night over the years and has developed a unique skill of creating a water shadow clone.
He uses his exquisite control over water spiritual power, supplemented by illusion techniques, to make many people mistake the phantom for his real body.
Anyway, the third person on the opposite side fought for a long time, and finally used a big move to hit Yun Feimiao. Yun Feimiao then dispersed like mist, and then a figure exactly the same as Yun Feimiao appeared behind him.
But the third person was no longer sure whether the thing behind him was a person or water.
The person behind him was indeed not a human. In any case, he fought for a long time but failed to hit Yun Feimiao's real body.
Yun Feimiao's breath was like the purest water in the world. He transformed his body into a tiny drop of water, perfectly blending into the mist. It was difficult for cultivators without special eyesight to see him.
There were so many elders from the opposing forces, but not one of them saw him. Only two could sense Yun Feimiao's approximate location.
When the third person's phantom was exhausted from beating Yun Feimiao, Yun Feimiao reappeared in his true form and put a sword to the opponent's neck.
The third guy on the opposite side felt dizzy. It was over. He could no longer keep the title of the strongest surviving king among the new generation in the upper domain. This kid from the lower domain was better at surviving than him!
Seeing this, Xiao Yue smiled with satisfaction: "How is it? We have won four games, so you should give me the spot, right?"
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