The clouds coincidentally obscured a few rays of light that were sprinkled on Wang Quan, and a gloom placed Wang Quan in it.

Seeing that the golden lines on the giant sword in Wang Quan's hand had been fully unfolded, the cultivator's right hand flicked the ink white in his hand, and the invisible and colorless spiritual power poured out from his body.

"Blood sacrifice, golden light sanctions!" I saw that Wang Quan was absorbing a touch of blood in his hand by the giant sword, and a phantom of a huge golden giant sword appeared in the air, and with the influx of Wang Quan's spiritual power, it became gradually condensed, and a terrifying aura came from it.

Xiu Ling looked at it like this on the other side, and did not interrupt, but the formless and colorless spiritual power began to converge towards Mo Bai, holding Mo Bai's right hand and slowly placing Mo Bai on the left side of his body, implying a posture of drawing a knife.

The crowd outside the arena was quiet, watching the battle between the two with a focused face, and at the same time, they were also shocked by the aura that erupted from the battle between the two in their hearts.

The demon was also focused on the sidelines, and at the same time, there was a trace of doubt in her eyes, seeing that Wang Quan was already full of posture, but the cultivator didn't move at all, she felt very strange.

But before the demon could think about it again, the phantom of the giant sword hanging above Wang Quan's head was completely condensed, "Swing!" With Wang Quan's shout, the phantom of the giant sword fell directly towards the cultivation spirit.

The phantom of the giant sword quickly enlarged in his eyes, "Sublimation and drawing the sword, into the details!" A silent thought in his heart, the ink white in his hand brought up an unpretentious white sword slashing shadow.

But it is this simple and unpretentious knife that makes everyone have an indescribable feeling, as if the knife has been integrated with nature, giving people a very delicate and subtle feeling.

Ji Lao on the side only felt a dryness in his throat, and looked at Xiu Ling with an expression as if he had seen a monster, "This is—subtle?"

The main cultivator obviously couldn't answer Ji Lao's question now, and at the moment when everyone's minds were thinking quickly, the sword shadow brought up by Mo Bai had already collided with the giant sword phantom.

There was a short stalemate, and then only the sound of "click, click~" was heard, and cracks appeared on the phantom of the giant sword in Wang Quan's unbelievable eyes.

Completely crushed, from beginning to end, I didn't see how the spirit cultivation could contribute, and the offensive of this little overlord who was given high hopes by everyone was so easily dissolved by the spirit cultivation, or it was crushed.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Quan's mouth, and the raised giant sword also fell to the ground, and a pair of eyes full of unwillingness looked at the cultivation spirit, and there seemed to be a touch of impulsive madness in it.

"You're very strong, it's just that I'm stronger, and I'm a realm higher than you, the damage caused by going on like this will become irreparable, are you sure you want to continue?"

The trace of madness in Wang Quan's eyes gradually receded, indeed, if he continued to fight, breaking through the counterattack of the giant sword would cause irreversible damage to himself.

"Someday, I'll beat you. Wang Quan dropped this sentence and slowly walked down from the field with the giant sword in tow, his back looking a little lonely.

In this world, if you choose to win, you will lose, there can be no real perfection, looking at Wang Quan's back, Xiu Ling sighed silently.

The cultivator was also silent for a while, and then he also walked off the field.

When he came to the promotion area, he saw that the demon was looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes flashing with blood-red brilliance, and his head was big for a while, he really didn't know what this person was thinking, he looked away, but he found that Su Qingxue was also staring at him, and his spirit was even more puzzled.

"Could it be that my charm is too great?~" Thinking like this in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, and sighed helplessly, "No way, I can't control my charm~" secretly said in his heart, he just sat cross-legged with such a seemingly reasonable thought and closed his eyes to rest, out of sight, not upset, or better to restrain his charm.

Mei Demon and Su Qingxue don't know what Xiu Ling is thinking, if they know Xiu Ling's inner thoughts, they don't know whether to be speechless or what, of course, the possibility of identification is not ruled out, after all, in many ways, Xiu Ling is indeed charming, first of all, handsome and revealing an indescribable demon, his eyes are full of mystery, his strength is unpredictable, his background is mysterious, even his surname is very mysterious, a person full of mystery, it is easiest to attract some people's curiosity.

Just when they were still thinking about some things about spiritual cultivation, the tenth game on the field had already begun.

This is not so exciting, after a few ordinary games, the victory and defeat are divided, and a boy from the Spirit Manifestation Realm Eightfold has won.

Next, there are the eleventh, twelfth, thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth games.

After a while, the first round of the matchup is over, and the next thing is that it is time for the losers in the first round to choose whether to challenge again.

Wang Quan was not surprised to replace one person, although the little ghost head was beaten badly by the demon, but it was quite advantageous to fight other people in the same realm, and the girl Xiruo also replaced one person to be promoted, and there were still some people who directly gave up the opportunity, and it didn't take long for a new batch of people to appear in the promotion area, but, due to the departure of the previous two main defenders, now there are only fourteen people left.

"Okay, now, those who stay in this promotion area will have a final round of assessment to select the top ten. Ji Lao looked at the fourteen people in front of him and said, at the same time, his eyes stayed on the cultivation spirit for a while.

"As for the next assessment method, when the dean comes, it will be decided by the dean. After Ji Lao was silent for a while, he said slowly when everyone was puzzled.

"The dean decides, that horrible woman?" was the thought of most candidates who knew who the dean was.

At this moment, Xiu Ling was curious in his heart about who the dean was, according to what he had seen in the Xuanqiong Demon Domain from those classics and some biographies, it should be some old grandfathers and the like.

The sun was a little tired, and gradually walked towards the home to the west, and closed the curtain of sunset by the way.

After a while, a figure gradually appeared in the sky in the distance, a woman in her twenties, with willow eyebrows like brocade, eyes like stars, a purple-gold dress, and a beautiful face, which revealed calm and indifference, and even had a little prohibitive solemnity and majesty.

Looking at this woman, Xiu Ling suddenly felt a little familiar, this person, as if he had seen it somewhere, and after glancing at the woman, he remembered that this seemed to be the woman he met when he was leaving when he attended the banquet that night, could it be that this person was the dean? When the thoughts in Xiu Ling's heart were flying, the thoughts of the veteran Ji Xiu Ling on the side were confirmed.

I saw Ji Lao bow his waist slightly and salute the woman, "Meet the dean!"

Seeing this, the other candidates also took advantage of the situation and saluted, "Hello dean!"

Xiu Ling hadn't reacted yet, so he became very embarrassed, and in a group of people who bowed slightly, he was very conspicuous.

The dean's starry eyes undoubtedly looked at the cultivator, and a majestic aura came, "You, have an opinion about me?!"

Gao Leng had no warm words coming out of the woman's mouth, and when he heard this, Xiu Ling's heart was shocked, because he could hear the coldness in this voice.

"I was shocked by your beauty and temperament, Lord Dean, and I didn't ease up, and I still hope that Lord Dean Haihan~" Xiu Ling's crystal clear eyes suddenly revealed a hint of amazement that could not be seen falsely, and said to the woman.

"Oh~?" The look in the woman's eyes flashed, she didn't expect Xiu Ling to come to this set, but looking at the amazing look in Xiu Ling's eyes, it didn't seem to be lying.

Ji Lao on the side was sweating in his hands, obviously he didn't expect this kid to talk to the dean like this, and just as he was about to play the round, a cold voice came out in advance.

"Your name is Xiuling?" said the woman, looking at Xiuling, a smile curled up at the corner of the woman's mouth.

For some reason, when Xiu Ling saw this smile, he always felt a little panicked in his heart, as if he had seen this smile many times.

"Yes, I'm a spiritual cultivator. Without further hesitation, Xiu Ling said.

"Very good~" Only two words came out of the woman's mouth, and she didn't know what she wanted to express.

"Okay, why are you still hunched over, your dean is still very easy-going. A voice came out that didn't match the woman's tone.

When everyone heard this, they smacked their tongues in their hearts, so why did you ask if other people's spiritual cultivation had opinions on you, but this was all held in their hearts, and no one would ask stupidly.

Ji Lao coughed awkwardly on the side, and then said respectfully to the woman, "Dean, now, can you start the assessment?"

"That's all these people, aren't they?" the woman's cold words continued to come out, asking Ji Lao.

"Yes, there are only fourteen left, and ten more will be chosen from among them. Ji Lao hurriedly said.

"Ten people, is it so troublesome?" the woman seemed to feel a little troublesome, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and suddenly stretched.

"Well, sort it according to how long you can hold on to my aura, you have no opinion, right?" said the woman, as if she had thought of a good idea.

Everyone was speechless for a while, feeling that you said that you would preside over the last assessment by yourself, but you didn't prepare anything, right, but for such a question about the woman, she nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Ji Lao on the side also felt embarrassed, this dean still can't speculate with common sense as before, but as long as it doesn't bother me, an old bone, I can feel a little more at ease.

"Okay, since you all have no opinions, you can start now, you can adjust your state a little. The woman looked at the expressions of everyone in front of her with great approval, and her mood was also a little comfortable, and she said.