"Brothers, for the sake of the spirit stones, we must work hard in the sword fighting finals tomorrow."
"When you're about to lose, think more about the spirit stones we're betting on!"
"Big Brother, Jiang Jinghuai is depending on you tomorrow."
"It would be best if we could knock the opponent off the competition stage."
Long Aotian is still quite difficult to beat.
Ji Jinshu paused for a moment and added, "Draw! A draw is fine."
Jin Sui understood and nodded slightly, "Okay."
Then he said a few simple words.
Adjourn the meeting, sleep, and recharge your energy.
…
Almost half of the audience crowded into the kendo competition venue.
There are a total of one hundred disciples.
Everyone has an initial score.
The initial score is ten.
If you win, you get five points; if you lose, you lose five points.
The opponent is randomly selected. If you lose two games in a row, you will be eliminated and your score will be fixed and will not change.
A game that depends on both strength and luck.
Fifty competition platforms were opened for the first time.
At the elder's command, the canopy hanging in the sky began to roll, randomly pairing opponents.
Everyone stared at the sky nervously.
On the sky screen, the countdown begins.
"Ten, nine, eight..." As the countdown progressed, the atmosphere of the kendo competition became increasingly tense.
When the countdown ended, fifty groups of names and the corresponding competition platform numbers instantly appeared on the sky screen.
When a disciple in the early stage of Jindan saw that his opponent was Jiang Jinghuai, despair surged in his heart.
In an instant, he chose to give up and admit defeat.
I couldn't win anyway.
Anyway, there is still one more chance, so it is better to save strength for the next game.
However, he met Jin Sui in the next game.
Extremely unlucky.
It felt like he was about to cry.
Since you are here.
I have made it this far.
We have to fight anyway.
Go on stage with gritted teeth.
The reality was very cruel, and he was driven out of office after just a few attempts.
Exit in tears.
A fellow disciple consoled him, "Don't be sad. At least your name is listed alongside the two greatest geniuses of the Eastern Region."
"When you go out, you can brag that you are as famous as the two great geniuses."
"No, it's well-founded and no one can refute it."
"It seems so. Did you record the group list for me?"
The fellow student was speechless for a moment.
He didn’t record...
"Uh... well... you should probably be able to find it on the forum..."
Open the cultivation forum and take a look.
Open screen critical hit.
Title: 'Come and see, this guy is so miserable, I am dying of laughter hahahaha (laughing wildly)'
Illustrations: Two grouping situations.
And a video of someone being beaten off the stage.
Seeing this, the disciple cried even harder.
There's nothing to brag about now.
The entire Eastern Region knew that he was in trouble!
On the contrary.
Shanglu is extremely lucky.
After the two competitions were over, the scores and rankings of the hundreds of disciples were updated in real time on another sky screen.
After two rounds of competition, there is an odd number of people left.
After a one-stick-long rest, the sky rolled and opponents were randomly matched again. Shang Lu was given a bye and went directly to the next round.
There was a lot of envy all around.
Sixth Senior Brother has always had good luck.
Ji Jinshu: I’m really envious.
This time, Ji Jinshu's opponent was a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, who was in the late Jindan stage.
The two men jumped onto the competition stage.
Bai Peng: "I am from the Purple Cloud Peak of the Wanjian Sect. Bai Peng, please teach me!"
Ji Jinshu: "Yunshang Sect Zhaoyao Peak, Ji Jinshu, please teach me!"
Ji Jinshu bowed in response, his voice clear and firm.
At the beginning of the game, Bai Peng flashed and appeared beside Ji Jinshu, stabbing the vital point with the long sword in his hand.
Ji Jinshu was calm and composed, his figure as fast as the wind.
Avoid.
And fight back.
Even though the opponent performed outstandingly in the secret realm, Bai Peng was still not worried about losing.
In his opinion, Ji Jinshu's spear skills were great, but his sword skills were not very good.
His cultivation is higher than his opponent's, so he will definitely win this competition.
Easily blocked the attack.
The two men then started fighting.
After a while, the two were forced back by the burst of sword energy at the same time.
Bai Peng was knocked to the ground, with blood faintly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Ji Jinshu rolled in the air and landed steadily, kneeling on one knee.
Bai Peng looked solemn.
There wasn't much spiritual energy in the competition arena.
It is impossible to replenish the consumed spiritual energy quickly.
How come the other party’s spiritual energy reserves are so abundant?
After fighting for such a long time, the opponent didn't seem to be exhausted, but he had consumed most of his energy.
He is obviously the one with higher cultivation.
The amount of spiritual energy stored in his dantian was actually not as much as Ji Jinshu's.
Of course Bai Peng wouldn't know.
With the light spiritual root and her special mental method, Ji Jinshu can directly transform the light of the sun and the moon into spiritual energy for her use.
The spiritual energy is absorbed quickly, and the amount of spiritual energy stored in the Dantian is large, so it is of course long-lasting.
However, she needs more spiritual energy than others to advance in her cultivation.
Ji Jinshu could have fought a protracted war with Bai Peng, but time did not allow it.
Fu Dao's competition is about to begin, and she has to eliminate her opponent as soon as possible.
Attack quickly while the opponent is getting up.
The magic sword in her hand instantly turned into sword shadows all over the sky, attacking Bai Peng.
The sword technique is as smooth as flowing water, and every move and every style is very decisive and fast.
Seeing this, Bai Peng quickly got up and resisted.
Ji Jinshu was agile and nimble. After finding the opponent's weakness, he quickly drew his sword.
Jiang Jinghuai got off the competition stage and was watching the game from the side.
Seeing Ji Jinshu's side, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
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