Although their original cultivation was far higher than that of their opponents, they were unable to replenish and improve their spiritual power in time, and were ultimately powerless. They could only watch victory slip away from their hands and reluctantly swallow the bitter fruit of failure.
Others seemed much more comfortable with the situation.
They either rely on precious and rare elixirs to quickly recover their depleted spiritual power;
Or you can use the power of powerful and mysterious magic weapons to give yourself more power and fully exert your strength.
When facing their opponents, they felt no pressure and won easily, which was enviable.
As the game gradually came to an end, the situation became more and more serious.
At this time, every contestant who remains on the field not only needs to have extraordinary physical strength to support the high-intensity battle, but also must have strong financial resources as a backing.
After all, whether it is buying elixirs that can quickly restore spiritual power or obtaining magical tools that can enhance strength, it is inseparable from the support of a large amount of wealth.
Only those who possess both strong physical strength and sufficient financial resources can have the last laugh and become the ultimate winner in this cruel and fierce competition.
After round after round of fierce competition, as expected, Mo Yuhan was the first to be eliminated!
Because he is the weakest among these people.
At the moment he stepped down from the stage, Mo Yuhan rushed forward and took the opportunity to hug Guan Muxi tightly.
"Sixth Senior Sister! Wuuuuuu~ I'm eliminated!"
Mo Yuhan sobbed and buried his head in Guan Muxi's arms, looking like a child who had suffered great injustice.
He was much taller than Guan Muxi to begin with, and when he pounced on her, Guan Muxi almost couldn't breathe.
Guan Muxi was speechless for a moment, and even a few black lines appeared on his forehead...
Sometimes, she really wanted to raise her hand and beat this guy up.
However, looking at the little junior brother crying in front of her, she finally softened her heart.
"Okay, okay, don't be sad. In fact, it's quite good that you can persist to this level until now. After all, the opponents this time are very strong. As long as you continue to practice hard after you go back, you will definitely achieve better results next time." Guan Muxi comforted patiently.
Mo Yuhan's handsome face was now covered with tears, and he looked so sad that he looked so pitiful and distressing.
However, only he himself knew that he was actually already overjoyed and almost felt so happy.
It was such a blessing for him to be able to successfully hold the Sixth Senior Sister in his arms!
When he thought of this, Mo Yuhan suddenly felt a chill coming from his back and shivered involuntarily.
He was startled and turned around to look, only to find that the people standing behind him were all spectators who came to watch the game.
These people's eyes were focused on the field, and they didn't pay special attention to him.
"Am I too nervous?"
Mo Yuhan muttered to himself, and patted his chest lightly, trying to calm himself down.
Not far away, An Zeyan closed his eyes and suppressed his thoughts about Dao Mo Yuhan.
As soon as he saw Mo Yuhan hugging Guan Muxi, he felt as if his good cabbage was being offered to a pig.
At this moment, the eldest senior brother Qianxun came over, looked at him seriously and said, "Since your competition is over, you should quickly make your pre-match preparations. Help your senior sisters and brothers to pay attention to the upcoming competition schedule and make sure nothing goes wrong."
Upon hearing the eldest brother's instructions, Mo Yuhan immediately stopped crying and quickly wiped away the non-existent tear marks on his face with his sleeves.
Then he nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, Big Brother! Don't worry, I will definitely get it done!"
After saying that, he turned around and began to seriously prepare for the game.
Not long after, Lu Yun walked off the field with a frustrated look on his face.
Her originally upright figure now seemed slightly hunched, and her steps were heavy and slow.
When everyone looked closely, they saw that Lu Yun's body was covered with scars of all sizes and crisscrossing each other.
Some of the wounds were still oozing blood, staining his white clothes;
Some have already solidified into blood scabs, which look shocking.
However, despite being seriously injured, Lu Yun's eyes were still as sharp as a knife, revealing an unyielding stubbornness.
She tightly grasped the silver spear in her right hand and pounded it hard on the ground, as if trying to support her shaky body.
Along with this action, an invisible pressure emanated from him, causing people around him to look at him sideways.
At this moment, Guan Lin suddenly exclaimed: "Look! Second Senior Sister and Third Senior Brother are here!"
It turned out that the second senior sister and the third senior brother hurried to the competition venue because they were worried about their safety.
The second senior sister saw the injuries on Lu Yun's body at a glance, and a look of heartache instantly appeared on her beautiful face.
She quickly pulled out a bottle of precious healing medicine from her bosom, walked quickly to Lu Yun, and said with concern: "Junior Sister Lu Yun, take this medicine quickly, don't let your injury get worse."
As she spoke, she gently raised her hand and handed the pill to Lu Yun's mouth.
Lu Yun looked at the gentle eyes of the second senior sister, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
She nodded gratefully, took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp, then sat cross-legged and began to practice qigong to heal her wounds.
"You're such a worry! How come you didn't even take some pills to improve and repair your condition for such an important match?"
The second senior sister said this with a look of anger on her face, with a hint of anxiety and dissatisfaction in her tone.
Lu Yun raised his head, his eyes firm and stubborn, and responded loudly: "The competition is to rely on one's own true ability. How can you be a hero if you rely on those pills!"
She clenched her fists tightly, seeming to be full of disdain for the act of using pills.
Then, Lu Yun lowered his head, muttering softly, "If victory can only be achieved through the use of elixirs and magical instruments, then such a victory is meaningless and cannot be called true strength!"
Although her voice was not loud, the people around her could still hear her words clearly.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then fell into a brief silence.
They looked at each other, secretly thinking about what Lu Yun said.
Although it is normal for most contestants to use various means to enhance their strength in order to win, Lu Yun sticks to his inner principles, and this persistence is truly admirable.
The Second Senior Sister looked at the stubborn Junior Brother in front of her, shook her head helplessly, stretched out her right hand and gently tapped Lu Yun on the top of the head, scolding him with a smile: "You, you are such a silly child."
However, there was a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
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