"The battle begins!"
As Pang Lingguan finished speaking, Kuang Fang raised his hand and used his magical power "Bitter Wind and Rain". Bitter wind and rain, gloomy and sorrowful, and ghost howls swept towards Yan Ying.
However, facing the powerful force of the "bitter wind and rain" before her, Yan Ying suddenly bent her legs and knelt on the ground.
The entire venue was instantly in an uproar, followed by a burst of laughter.
“He actually knelt down?!”
"The magical power of the Celestial Immortal cultivator is indeed powerful. He actually frightened a Tribulation Immortal to his knees."
But the Jade Sky Goddess on the fairy corridor had a slightly solemn expression, and the four great immortal court masters also sensed something strange.
Only to hear Shaoyang Immortal Court Shechuan Zhenjun say: "No, there is something strange about this person kneeling."
As soon as Shechuan Zhenjun finished speaking, he saw Yan Ying kneeling on the ground and crying loudly towards Kuang Fang. She cried heartbreakingly, hysterically, and in a very rhythmic manner, as if she was... mourning!
As Yan Ying started to cry like this, Kuang Fang over there suddenly felt his breath drop, and then his blood and energy quickly dissipated, and his skin and flesh began to become withered and wrinkled, and his bones and muscles became old.
When his magical power "Bitter Wind and Bitter Rain" fell on Yan Ying, all the power suddenly disappeared. Then everyone saw a white banner flying out of Yan Ying's body and hanging above Yan Ying's head. It was this banner that absorbed Kuang Fang's magical power.
This is the "holding a banner and crying at a funeral" in "The Evil Path". The white banner is the "funeral banner", which is a curse.
Inside the Taoist Conference Hall, the original laughter instantly turned into exclamations, and Kuang Fang had already fallen to the ground and died. His body and Taoism disappeared, and his spirit returned to the "Gan Yang Heaven".
After Yan Ying finished crying, she wiped her tears and stood up. Holding the banner in her left hand, she blew out a breeze. Kuang Fang's body instantly turned into ashes and disappeared, leaving only the storage bag which Yan Ying collected.
The venue was completely silent, but soon a burst of noise was heard:
"Devil Way, this is evil magic!"
Countless monks and the crowd began to shout, but the five spiritual officials quickly stepped forward and stopped the shouting.
Zhang Lingguan said, "No noise is allowed. The rules of the Dao Conference have been made clear. Any means are permitted. In the first round of the third battle, Yan Ying wins."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Upon hearing this result, the Black Python Immortal jumped up and said, "Three hundred million Tribulation Jades! Three hundred million Tribulation Jades!"
Soon the Black Python Immortal received his share of the profits. Fang Jian received 200 million Tribulation Jades, the Bull Demon King received 90 million Tribulation Jades, and the Black Python Immortal received 10 million Tribulation Jades for his 'hard work'.
The Black Python Immortal fainted from excitement. "Oh my god, oh my god! I've never seen so many robbery jades in my life."
Fang Jian looked at his excited expression and asked, "Do you want to continue betting?"
The Black Python Immortal nodded repeatedly and said, "Bet, I'll bet one hundred Jieyu jades on Yan Ying to win."
Fang Jian: "...You now have 10 million Tribulation Jades."
The Black Python Immortal was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then said, "Yes, I have ten million Tribulation Jades, which is more than enough. I can't take any risks, otherwise it will be too late to regret it when all my efforts are in vain."
"It's up to you." Fang Jian shook his head and left the six million calamity jades there with Bull Demon King.
Then Deng Lingguan announced the second round of competition, Yan Ying versus Hai Yucheng.
When hearing this name, Yan Ying's eyes widened instantly, while Hai Yucheng calmly bet a thousand Jieyu jades on himself to win, and then flew onto the platform.
Although Kuang Fang was cried to death by Yan Ying just now, which caused great shock to Hai Yucheng, he also made a plan to deal with it.
When Pang Lingguan announced the start, Hai Yucheng immediately used all his defensive spells, magical powers, and magic weapons, and then began to attack Yan Ying.
But at this time, Yan Ying had already begun to kneel on the ground holding a banner and crying, and all of Hai Yucheng's attacks were absorbed by the mourning banner without exception. As for Hai Yucheng himself, he found that his energy and blood were also withering at the moment his attacks were absorbed.
"No! Impossible!" Hai Yucheng, who thought he was fully prepared, exclaimed in horror, but all his defenses were useless. Like Kuang Fang, he died in just ten breaths. His soul returned to Gan Yangtian, and his body turned into ashes and dispersed.
The entire venue gasped in shock. Even the Bull Demon King exclaimed in admiration, "This technique is so bizarre. I wonder who taught it to me? The creator must be a great demon known throughout the three realms."
Fang Jian: “…”
The five spiritual officials were also very shocked at this moment and looked at Yan Ying with admiration. Although Yan Ying used evil magic, this thing was too powerful.
Soon, the third round, the fourth round, the fifth round... the sixty-eighth round of fighting began one after another, and these people had no resistance to Yan Ying's "holding banners and crying", and either died or surrendered in time before death and saved their lives.
Up to this point, Yan Ying had won 68 consecutive games, relying on the trick of "holding a banner and crying", and all the celestial immortals had been defeated by Yan Ying, and Fang Jian and Bull Demon King's robbery jade had also been lost.
Now no one doubted or laughed at Yan Ying anymore. Some were just solemn. Now, they could only place their hopes on the Golden Immortal cultivator.
The Golden Immortal cultivators soon took the stage. Deng Ling officially announced, "The sixty-ninth round of the battle, the Golden Immortal cultivator Lang Mingqing of the Sun Immortal Court."
The moment Lang Mingqing flew onto the platform, everyone in the venue was full of expectations for him. Even if the celestial beings couldn't handle 'holding banners and crying at funerals', the Golden Immortal Realm could at least do it, right?
Soon, Pang Lingguan announced the start of the fight. As usual, Yan Ying knelt down and began to cry.
But Lang Mingqing laughed heartily, raised his hand and used his magic power to conjure up a suona, put it in his mouth and started playing it.
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