The atmosphere froze for a few seconds, and the spectators in the audience were still immersed in the competition between Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan.
The other four people who were originally preparing to congratulate Ye Qiao froze in expression and turned to look at the elder who was speaking.
"Hmmmm?" Mingxuan thought he was deaf, "Elder? What are you talking about?"
"Stay." Seeing that they all seemed very unconvinced, the elder said calmly, "There is a team competition. You five sects can compete together."
Ye Qiao held her stomach and calmed down, feeling that she was going to die on the spot in the next second.
When she was playing, no one told her that there would be a team match, and what was a team match? Wasn't it just a free-for-all?
Perhaps he noticed the expressions on the faces of the people who looked like their parents had died, so the elder added: "The winning sect can get extra points."
Points...
Ye Qiao: "Then I'll bear with it for a while."
In an extra team match, Ye Qiao and Xue Yu stuffed Huiling Pills into their mouths together, frantically replenishing the consumed spiritual energy, and at the same time scolded Ye Qinghan for being a bad person.
Hitting someone really hurts! Every move is aimed at the person's vital points.
After hearing her scolding of Ye Qinghan, Xue Yu said, "Although, Junior Sister, you beat him pretty hard." Ye Qiao's attack was quick, ruthless and accurate, and he was not much better than Ye Qinghan. At most, the two of them were equally matched.
"Let's finish this quickly later." Xue Yu's stomach also hurt a little. He really couldn't understand how Xie Chuxue came up with this idea.
You know what, it’s quite effective.
In terms of combat effectiveness, only the Wenjian Sect can compete with the Changming Sect. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Xie Chuxue's strong medicine was very effective. The nephews who would rather lie down than stand on weekdays were all in high spirits.
"Do you believe it or not, our Changming Sect was the first to end and win this melee?" Xie Chuxue sat there calmly, stroking his chin, his eyes curved, and he looked quite interested.
"Your Changming Sect is not that strong yet, right?" an elder retorted.
Since it's a melee, does he think that the other sects are dead?
The competition stage was destroyed, but the venue was still large. Without a competition stage, they would fight directly in the venue. The various colored sect uniforms intertwined together was a kind of beauty. Each sect stood in a certain range. The light blue Yueqing Sect, with Song Hansheng as the leader, was a group of handsome men. The white Wenjian Sect was composed of a group of straight little poplars.
Among the four female disciples of the Green Bishui Sect, there is only one male, Liu Yun.
The five male disciples of Chengfeng Sect gathered together, which was also a delight to the eyes.
The most unique painting style is that of Chang Mingzong. Five people are squatting on the ground in unison, in unison, and no one knows what is going on.
Ye Qiao: "When does the game start?"
If they don't start, they'll go crazy.
Xie Chuxue was really poisonous. Xue Yu said softly, "Hurry up and start, or you will see tomorrow that the descendant of Changming Sect will die in the competition."
“……”Is it that serious?
But seeing that the faces of the other people were a little distorted, it was indeed quite serious, and the person in charge was scared and nodded quickly.
As the competition began, before the other four sects made any moves, Ye Qiao, holding the bamboo shoot tightly in his hand, rushed forward first.
"Huh?"
Miaomiao was stunned for a moment.
No, don't you want to discuss tactics?
Generally speaking, Chang Mingzong is the most despicable one. Why are these people like crazy today? They don't care about any strategy and just beat anyone they see.
This sudden change in style caught the other sects off guard, because the Changming Sect was the first to launch the attack, and the other disciples quickly dispersed and picked up their own natal magic weapons.
"Ahhh, hurry up!" Mingxuan swung the talismans in his hand wildly.
They are going to the toilet.
Mu Chongxi clenched the Chaoxi Sword in his hand. Perhaps the sword spirit itself sensed the urgency of its master and its power increased. Countless sword lights flashed, and it was even more urgent than when fighting Qin Huai.
The five of them were like mad dogs leaving the village, led by Zhou Xingyun, scaring all the other sects into trembling with fear.
"Ahhhh, we didn't provoke them." Zhu You hid from place to place.
Their eldest brother was also blown up by her! Why is he chasing after them?
Chu Xingzhi cursed inwardly.
Is Mu Chongxi crazy? Is it a big deal that the spirit sword can transform? He is so rampant.
The people of Chengfeng Sect were still able to struggle at first, but Duan Hengdao said: "Ye Qiao, what about the love we have in our belly?"
She said nothing, but her movements became more violent.
Duan Hengdao's defensive magic weapons were broken one after another. The young man tapped the magic weapons lightly with his backhand, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly shook. Ye Qiao's movements were slightly delayed. If her spiritual consciousness was in the Jindan stage, it would still be affected, but now it is equivalent to the Yuanying stage, so this has no effect on her.
Ye Qiao came to his senses immediately and knocked Duan Hengdao to the ground without any mercy.
After Duan Hengdao was swept out of the field, he felt as if his waist was about to be broken. He couldn't help but mutter, "Are you crazy? This is..."
Song Hansheng was somewhat confused by this chaotic battle without any rules.
You know, Ye Qinghan couldn't even outlast Ye Qiao, let alone those from other sects. Zhou Xingyun's sword was even more ruthless, and he blew away several of them in a row, leaving no grass growing wherever he went.
The so-called melee is naturally like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers.
If you can get points, you must definitely take them.
Thanks to Ye Qiao's initial guidance, all the alchemy practitioners hid inside the alchemy furnace and trembled in fear.
Liu Yun: “…scared.”
Miaomiao shrank from the alchemy furnace, and took the opportunity to check on the other sects being chased and beaten by the Changming Sect, and advised, "If you meet the Changming Sect, just accept it."
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