Song Jin was knocked away by Li Siyuan's punch!
Everyone was shocked.
"How is that possible!"
"Brother Song, with a hundred years of cultivation, how could he not be able to withstand Li Siyuan's punch?"
The disciples of Jutao Peak could not accept the facts before them and began to roar.
But they only shouted a few words.
On the field, Li Siyuan suddenly performed the Double Shadow Step, his body moving like an afterimage and rushing forward.
After Song Jin was knocked away, his body had not yet landed on the ground.
Suddenly, Li Siyuan appeared in front of him.
"I forgot to tell you, I have two hundred years of skills!"
A dangerous look appeared on Li Siyuan's lips.
"How is that possible?"
Song Jin was shocked.
"Die!"
Suddenly, Li Siyuan raised his foot, aimed at Song Jin's head, and stepped down swiftly.
From the audience's perspective, Li Siyuan leaped into the air and stepped on Song Jin's head from above as he flew backwards!
Then, the two bodies fell rapidly.
Bang!
The stone plate shook violently!
Dust flying!
After the dust settled, the situation on the field was revealed.
Li Siyuan stepped on Song Jin's head and it became a bloody mess on the spot.
Song Jin's hands and feet were still twitching slightly...
A huge cracked pit was revealed where the two were.
The disciples off the field were stunned.
"Senior Brother Song Jin, with a hundred years of cultivation, is so vulnerable in front of Li Siyuan?"
"Just how terrifyingly powerful is Li Siyuan?"
"It's too dangerous. If I run into Li Siyuan in the competition, I'd better give up."
The disciples looked frightened.
Li Siyuan walked slowly down the stone platform.
The whole audience held their breath and dared not speak.
Only after Li Siyuan left did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
In a sect competition, casualties are inevitable.
Therefore, Li Siyuan's ruthless behavior did not violate the sect's rules, so naturally no one dared to say anything.
But the disciples of Jutao Peak could not swallow this humiliation, so they gathered together to discuss for a while.
Someone said, "The chief monk has led thousands of elite disciples to attack Spiritual Medicine Peak. With Song Jin dead, there's no point for us to stay here. Why don't we go to Spiritual Medicine Peak and kill the disciples there to vent our anger?"
"I agree!"
"Walk!"
The disciples of Jutao Peak dispersed.
Here, the results of the first elimination competition are also out.
At Lingyao Peak, only Li Siyuan, Wu Lingling, and Zhang Ren advanced to the top 20, while the rest were eliminated after only one or two rounds.
The top twenty disciples will continue to draw lots to determine the top ten.
When the Great Elder Cang Ting saw Li Siyuan coming forward to draw lots, his expression changed slightly.
If Li Siyuan can make it into the top 20, it means that something happened to Song Jin.
Even Song Jin is no match for Li Siyuan, so Li Siyuan's true strength is probably beyond the ability of ordinary disciples to deal with.
"Hu Zhan, get ready. If Li Siyuan is among the top ten, you will have to take action." Cang Ting said to the young man sitting in the wheelchair behind him.
"How will I appear?" Hu Zhan said in a hoarse voice.
"To determine the top three, the top ten will challenge you. Whoever makes you the most vulnerable will be the first place."
Cang Ting glanced at Li Siyuan as he walked away and said, "You can leave the others alone. If Li Siyuan comes to challenge you, kill him directly."
"Okay." Hu Zhan nodded, a sharp look in his eyes.
…
The heavy rain is still falling, and it seems that it will not stop today.
The top twenty disciples finished drawing lots and each came to their own competition venue.
When Li Siyuan came on the court, he saw that his opponent had been waiting there for a long time, so he walked up to him and smiled slightly.
The disciple clasped his fists and said, "I am Song He from Tianyan Peak. I would like to ask Junior Brother Li Siyuan for your guidance."
Li Siyuan asked, "What's your relationship with Song Jin from Jutao Peak?"
Song He was stunned and shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
"Oh, then I'll let you go." Li Siyuan nodded.
Hearing this, Song He angrily said, "Junior Brother Li Siyuan, I'm deeply dissatisfied with what you said! Could it be that I'm not even qualified to fight you?"
Li Siyuan smiled and said, "How do you compare to Song Jin?"
Song He raised his head and chest and said, "Of course I'm several times stronger than Song Jin. I bought your fifth-grade martial arts, the Heavenly Attracting Hand and the Whale Falling Palm, but Song Jin doesn't have them!"
Li Siyuan chuckled and said, "That's right. You are indeed more qualified to challenge me than Song Jin. Okay, since you are my customer, if you can withstand one of my moves, I will fight you seriously."
"Let alone one move, even if I fought you for three hundred rounds, I wouldn't necessarily be afraid of you..."
Swish!
Before Song He finished speaking, a shadow had already pounced on his face.
Song He's pupils shrank, and when he looked carefully, he saw that it was Li Siyuan's fist that appeared in front of him.
If Li Siyuan had not stopped in time, Song He would have been knocked away by now.
"So fast!" Song He was shocked.
Just as Li Siyuan said, he couldn't even take a single move!
If Li Siyuan fought seriously, Song He would have no chance to fight back.
Not to mention using fifth-grade martial arts, there is no chance to use it at all!
"I give up..." Song He gave up the competition tactfully.
"That's good."
Li Siyuan smiled slightly.
After this game, he has qualified to enter the top ten.
Seeing that others are still competing, it seems that it will not be over for a while.
He simply walked to a tall and straight pine tree in the far corner and jumped up.
He took out the second-level demon pill that he had taken from the golden-backed ape and swallowed it in one gulp.
Three hundred spirit stones allowed his power to soar to two hundred years.
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