After the first game, everyone was still reminiscing, and the second game had quietly come.

After briefly cleaning up the test venue, Epoch announced that the second competition had begun.

The second duel was against the palace sword feather of the Jade Void Sect against Luo Shuiyi of the Red Feather Sect.

Although the two are only one grade apart, most people are still more optimistic about Gong Jianyu.

Because, after all, Luo Shuiyi has just turned twenty-four years old.

Whether it is from the perspective of realm cultivation or age experience, Luo Shuiyi does not have an advantage.

Moreover, in these four continents, there were originally mostly male monks, and there were fewer female monks. Even the eight major sects of Dongzhou are tightly only the Red Feather Sect, which can be regarded as a female monk sect. The remaining seven factions are dominated by male monks.

In addition, another well-known female monk sect is going to belong to the Southern Xia Jiuyun Palace.

But if that's the case, you can despise the Akabane Sect, and that's a big mistake.

Although Qiu Fan, the head of the Red Feather Sect, was also a female monk, the name of the "Soul Burning Fairy" in the Dongzhou Continent back then was known to everyone, and no one knew it.

Luo Shuiyi can have the current realm of cultivation, and it seems that most of them are also deeply rooted in the true inheritance of Master Qiu.

This duel not only attracted everyone's attention, but even Mo Yang looked at Luo Shuiyi with a strange face.

At this time, Gu Fanzi, the head of Xuantian Sect who was outside the court, heard these discussions, stroked his beard, and said with a smile on his face, "Master Mu, although the Jade Void Sect is mainly based on ghost arts, but the name of Qiu Fan back then has also been in the East Continent for many years. Moreover, Master Mu has also suffered at her hands...... Now, the disciples of the two sects are fighting again, what can Master Mu have to say?"

Mu Yan, the head of the Jade Void Sect, smiled slightly, "Of course, it is my disciple palace sword feather, and I will definitely win." ”

"Oh, how so?"

"Taixu Ghost Technique, Gong Jianyu has now cultivated to the eighth level, and there is a faint feeling of breaking through the ninth level. In time, if he can cultivate to the tenfold perfection realm, I'm afraid that even I will have to abdicate and give way to Xian!"

After Mu Yan finished speaking, he looked at Gu Fanzi again and smiled slightly. His face was also very relieved and proud.

Gu Fanzi was full of surprise and nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, Gong Jianyu and Luo Shuiyi in the test field had already stood against each other, but surprisingly, neither of them took the lead in making a move.

"Senior Sister Luo, you're welcome. Please make a move!"

Luo Shuiyi is dressed in a pale red dress, although she is petite, she can be regarded as a flower and a moon.

"Senior Brother Gong, is this a little underestimating me?"

Luo Shuiyi frowned slightly, obviously Gong Jianyu's tone made her a little unhappy.

"Senior Sister Luo, this is a bad word. Senior Sister Luo is not only two years younger than me, but she is also the only female monk among the top six, so of course I have to be courteous and humble. As the old saying goes, women come first!"

"Hmph, since that's the case, then ask Senior Brother Gong for advice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft sword suddenly flashed in Luo Shuiyi's hand.

This soft sword is also an eighth-level mid-grade spirit sword, with a dark red body, like a poisonous snake, and it is extremely smart.

A look of surprise flashed in Gong Jianyu's eyes, as if it was the first time he had seen such a strange spirit sword.

However, Gong Jianyu still didn't make a move. Instead, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he formed a palm with one hand to protect the empty door.

After the posture was formed, Qingkong's right palm flipped upwards and bent slightly, as if with a hint of provocation.

"Sanctimonious!

After Luo Shuiyi scolded secretly, he held this spirit sword in his hand, like a red flash, and quickly attacked Gong Jianyu.

Gong Jianyu corresponded with one palm, opening and closing, plus the spiritual power itself was more abundant than Luo Shuiyi, and he actually fought against Luo Shuiyi for more than a dozen rounds without using the spirit sword.

Luo Shuiyi's face was gloomy, and a nameless fire in his heart also rose with the trend.

After engaging Gong Jianyu again, Luo Shuiyi suddenly retreated a few feet.

The moment he stopped, the skill mantra was recited, and he saw that the soft sword suddenly transformed into a spirit snake and came out of his hand. In the void, like a small bolt of lightning, it quickly attacked Gong Jianyu's vital point.

Gong Jianyu frowned slightly, not daring to be careless.

With a wave of his right hand, a dark green spirit sword was instantly unsheathed. Entwined with the spirit snake transformed into this soft sword.

The dark green spirit sword was extremely hard, but this spirit snake seemed to be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it could attack from any angle at will.

For a while, Gong Jianyu was a little helpless and in a hurry.

Luo Shuiyi urged the dark red spirit snake, and his face tilted, revealing a slight hint of pride.

The more Gong Jianyu wanted to get rid of this spirit snake, the more tightly he was entangled. In a fit of rage, a layer of dark green light suddenly surged all over his body, and he looked like the soul of the Nine Shadows from a distance.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Gong Jianyu's mouth, and at the moment when the spirit snake attacked, his figure disappeared on the spot.

The spirit snake was suddenly shaken, and it didn't have time to react, and it suddenly sank into the cyan rock ground.

Click!

After a few breaths, this incomparably hard competition venue actually made a cracking sound.

At the moment when Gong Jianyu disappeared, Luo Shuiyi Spirit Snake took off his hand, and there was no defense in his hand at this time.

Under the frowning eyebrows, Luo Shui was like a long rainbow, and quickly fled towards the sky.

At the moment when Luo Shuiyi flew up quickly, Gong Jianyu's ghostly attack also attacked, but it passed by in a thrilling way.

Luo Shuiyi's face was slightly gloomy, and in the void, his right hand moved slightly, and after a while, the spirit snake returned to the appearance of a soft sword again and appeared in his palm.

Gong Jianyu looked up at Luo Shuiyi, who was standing in the void, and sneered.

"Senior Sister Luo, stand tall and fall hard!

After saying this, the aura that was originally dark green suddenly seemed like a ghost, and it actually used its body as a weapon, and it exuded several wisps of dark green soul.

Wandering leisurely, several murmuring and mournful sounds were scattered in the middle of the competition field.

"The Eighth Level, Nine Ghost Devouring Souls!"

As soon as these words came out, the heads and elders of the other sects outside the arena all showed a hint of shock.

"I think back then, when Master Mu cultivated to the Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Realm, he was already over thirty years old. Now, Gong Jianyu is only twenty-six years old, and it is really not easy to have such an achievement!"

After Yin Chen, the head of the Tianji Sect, finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Mu Yan again, and his face was slightly moved.

As Gong Jianyu finished performing his skills, everyone felt that this piece of heaven and earth was suddenly shrouded in a layer of gloom.

In the middle of the test field, it was obliterated by a piece of greenery.

Luo Shuiyi, who was originally standing looking down in the sky, was also engulfed by this dark green in an instant.

This eerie and terrifying green light seemed to be able to devour aura. Luo Shuiyi only felt that the aura in his whole body was uncontrollably frantically gushing out, and there was also a trace of sadness in his soul.

This feeling can easily evoke sad pasts, and in the end, people completely lose their minds and are completely controlled by Gong Jianyu.

Luo Shuiyi hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue. A heart-piercing pain surged through the whole body in an instant.

Taking advantage of the clarity of his thoughts, Luo Shuiyi silently recited the skills in his mouth, and his hands quickly sealed.

"Red Luan Demon Dance!"

As the chanting sounded, a red light suddenly appeared in Gong Jianyu's eyes.

The faint green light that originally filled this world also disappeared without a trace.

In Gong Jianyu's eyes, a red luan suddenly appeared inexplicably.

The red luan was so huge that it seemed to occupy half of the sky, and after a hiss, it began to dance in the air.

At this moment, Gong Jianyu suddenly felt a sense of peace in his thoughts.

It's as if any struggle in this world has become meaningless.

Gong Jianyu's expression was ethereal, without sorrow or joy.

The red luan danced in the air for a few more moments before suddenly bursting apart. The huge red luan suddenly turned into countless red butterflies, dancing lightly, and slowly flying towards itself.

Seeing this, Gong Jianyu showed a look of dementia on his face. His hands involuntarily spread out, hugging the group of red butterflies.

At this time, Mu Yan, who was outside the court, saw Gong Jianyu's expression and yelled anxiously.

"Yu'er, wake up quickly, don't fall for the illusion!"

However, this roar was too far away after all, and with the four elders of the Four Immortal Sects present, he didn't dare to wake it up with his divine thoughts, and beat his chest in the stands urgently.

These red butterflies are like phantoms, and the void passes through the body. Gong Jianyu was in it, and he began to dance with him uncontrollably.

However, at this time, these scenes fell in the eyes of everyone outside the venue, but they were different. The competition venue was still a dark green color, only the vague figure of Gong Jianyu was dancing alone in it.

"Alas!

Mu Yan, the head of the Jade Void Sect, slapped his hands and sighed, and then sat on the stands, looking extremely sad and indignant.

At this time, Gong Jianyu was still immersed in an illusion. The mind is calm, and the face is smiling.

At a certain moment, Gong Jianyu suddenly felt a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and a faint pain began to ache in his soul. When he found out that something was wrong, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell to his knees on the field and fell unconscious.

Ten breaths later, the erec's calm voice sounded out of thin air again.

"The second game, Luo Shuiyi, win!"