Chapter 765 Knockout Round
After Ye Xiaoman stepped onto the bridge, she felt a hurricane blowing towards her, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes.
Senior Sister Mei shouted again, "Open the defensive formation."
Ye Xiaoman then worked together with all her fellow disciples to build a defensive formation.
A bubble-like transparent magic shield firmly protected them inside, the strong wind was blocked outside, the resistance to forward movement disappeared, and everyone walked forward in an orderly manner as if walking on flat ground, getting closer and closer to the teleportation array.
This level is not particularly stressful for a well-trained disciple of a great sect like Qing Zhengzong.
Ye Xiaoman saw that some of the other challenging teams standing alongside them were disrupted by the strong wind as soon as they stepped onto the single-plank bridge. Countless monks were blown down into the sea of clouds under the bridge and directly sent away by the teleportation array hidden inside.
Some teams held up the defensive formation and barely took two or three steps forward. As the wind grew stronger, they could not move forward even with their collective efforts. They could only regretfully crush the teleportation talismans in their hands and give up the challenge.
In the end, out of their group, only Qing Zhengzong passed the first round of auditions.
The eye of the storm at the end of the single-plank bridge sucked them in and teleported them to the examination room prepared by Tianyan Sect, where the second round of auditions began immediately.
After Ye Xiaoman and others were teleported away, only Yue Mushan and his lonely cat were left on the sect's flying boat.
Yue Mushan watched Ye Xiaoman's back disappear in loneliness. He envied the fellow monks who could fight alongside her.
The flying magic weapons that hadn't passed the audition began to disappear in droves. The Qingzheng Sect's flying boat was released, drawn by an invisible spiritual force in the air, and flew towards the Tianyan Sect's reception area.
At this time, Yue Mushan received Ji Weiming's message from thousands of miles away.
Ji Weiming, like the previous times, chatted with Yue Mushan with hypocritical kindness. The topics were nothing more than asking Yue Mushan about his plans after leaving the ghost world, whether he was in good health, and inviting him to visit the divine realm.
If Yue Mushan hadn't seen through the ugly face of the Ji royal family, he would have felt a little sentimental about Ji Weiming's concern and care before, but now he can only sneer. Ji Weiming didn't seem to notice the obvious coldness in Yue Mushan's attitude. He seemed to feel that the groundwork had been laid and asked calmly:
[Young Master, do you know the Cherry Jam Ghost King?]
Yue Mushan was too lazy to play along and said with a cold face: "I know everything."
Ji Weiming was quiet for a moment.
Yue Mushan said: [You and your brother just want to know the relationship between me and Cherry Jam Sister.]
Ji Weiming: [What's the relationship?]
Yue Mushan: [A loving relationship.]
Ji Weiming: [Heh.]
Ji Weiming: [Moon Mountain, everything is there in the dream.]
Yue Mushan was only well-behaved and cute in front of Ye Xiaoman. He no longer wanted to maintain superficial friendship in the so-called righteous alliance circle. Ever since the Ji Wenyi brothers became his love rivals, all his respectability was gone.
[Return the stolen marrow-cleansing grass to my sister, and take care of yourself from now on!]
Yue Mushan tried to put himself in the shoes of Jiaying, who had the most vicious tongue, and wondered how Jiaying would curse people at such a time. In the end, he directly quoted the sentences that Jiaying used to curse him behind Ye Xiaoman's back.
[Ji Weiming, go back and tell Ji Wenyi.]
[You're just showing off in front of her, she wouldn't even bother using it, bitch.]
Yue Mushan finished cursing in one breath and cut off all contact with Ji Weiming.
Just as Yue Mushan and Ji Weiming were pulling each other's hair, Ye Xiaoman felt as if she had walked into the eye of a storm. Before her eyes, there was a swaying blue sky and the wind was howling in all directions. However, she was safe and sound in the eye of the storm.
A stream of spiritual energy carried her as she fell from the sky at full speed towards a certain direction.
The white clouds dissipated, and the dark green below grew larger and larger.
The monks of the Qingzheng Sect quickly released each other's hands, summoned their life swords, and descended on them, landing steadily on a hillside covered with lush grass.
After they stood firm, the spiritual formation above their heads closed and 20 maps fell, just enough for each person.
Ye Xiaoman got her map and saw that it was divided into hundreds of areas, including miasma forests, lava abysses, fairy peaks and sea of clouds, swamps, etc. There were many red dots scattered on it, some of which were motionless, while others were moving rapidly in groups.
At the place marked "Qingfeng Canyon", there was a group of blue dots standing still. Ye Xiaoman walked forward for more than ten steps and saw that one of the blue dots moved slightly. Obviously, the blue dot represented our Qingzhengzong.
Ye Xiaoman frowned slightly because she found that the red dots were coming from all directions towards Qingfeng Canyon where they were, as if they were collectively targeting them.
It’s just that the distance is far and it will take some time to get here.
Ye Xiaoman reminded Xiao Chujing who was standing beside her: "Senior Brother Xiao."
Xiao Chu nodded, "I found it too."
Other fellow disciples also discovered the same problem, and soon, Senior Brother Lan, who was one of the team leaders of the "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum" group, found the reason.
He stood at the edge of the canyon and beckoned everyone to come over and look.
Below the canyon, there is a vast flat land with various landforms such as swamps, lakes, plains, and woods. Every place is guarded by ferocious monsters or monopolized by poisonous weeds and insects. In the air, glowing spiritual flags are floating.
Looking far away with the eyesight of a monk, there are a total of 100 faces, no more, no less.
The eldest brother smacked his lips and said, "Are we too lucky?"
The others around him sighed: "I think it's the worst of bad luck."
That’s right, Qing Zhengzong happened to fall next to the destination, and temporarily gained a slight advantage over the other participating teams.
Xiao Chujing said, "Let's discuss strategy."
Senior Sister Mei once again asked everyone to sit in a circle to discuss the next steps.
"Let me explain again, we have arrived at the second round of auditions, the scene of the Spirit Flag Seizing Competition."
"The Tianyan Sect has divided their sect into 1,000 competition zones. Each zone has 200 participants, or 10 teams. Only the team that wins first place in each zone is eligible to advance to the next competition."
"In this round, out of 200,000 monks, only 20,000 are qualified to advance, and 180,000 will be eliminated."
"Right now, there are 180 people coming towards us," Senior Sister Mei pointed down the canyon, "vying for 100 spirit flags."
“It’s going to be a very fierce battle for it.”
"The time is three days."
"Did you hear that clearly?"
Ye Xiaoman and the others nodded seriously.
After introducing the situation, it is time to formulate a strategy.
Senior Sister Zhu first introduced the previous experience of Qingzhengzong.
Anyway, the underlying logic of this kind of elimination-type audition is similar, at most the skin is changed.
"We now have several strategies to choose from."
"First, we can go down and collect the spirit flags before the other teams arrive. But there's a downside to this. We, who have the most loot, will become a thorn in the eyes of the other teams, and they'll gang up on us and be ambushed."
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