As Wang Junda attacked, one after another demon beast phantoms flashed out in the sky.

Although these demon beasts are not as strong as Shen Shu's attacks, they are not weak.

Although the momentum of these demon beast phantoms is different, they are all powerful, and after just a moment of contact, the disciple of the Divine Soul Hall was knocked out.

After all, the strength of that disciple of the Divine Soul Hall was too weak, and if he kept attacking, he was attacked and was covered in injuries.

"The difference in strength is too big, it seems that this man is going to lose again!" Seeing this, Dong Hua immediately said softly.

Compared with the four halls, the Divine Soul Hall is like a soft persimmon, which can be played with by anyone.

Lying on the ground, the disciple of the Divine Soul Hall also looked bitter.

Seeing this, Wang Junda smiled and left the ring.

"Seal the Demon Hall and accumulate one more point!" Seeing this, the bald old man shook his head and announced the result of this game.

In the next three competitions, the Divine Soul Hall all failed.

"Today's competition, the Demon Hall will accumulate five points!" At the end of the competition, the bald old man also read out the results.

"Tomorrow, it's the Divine Soul Hall against the Ten Thousand Swords Palace!"

As soon as the bald old man said this, all the disciples and elders left the square like a torrent.

Back in the sect, since Tang Feixue went to find the sect master again, Ye Shan and Dong Hua spent a whole afternoon in the courtyard.

The double fatigue of body and mind made the two fall asleep directly on the spot.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Ye Shan and Dong Hua woke up and walked towards the place of competition with the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace.

Today is the competition between the Ten Thousand Swords Hall and the Divine Soul Palace, and due to the huge disparity in strength, all the disciples present today are also exceptionally few.

To Ye Shan's surprise, Benlei Hall did not even have a single disciple.

"Those guys from the Thunder Palace, it's ridiculous!"

"I probably knew that they couldn't win, so I didn't come!" Seeing this, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Hall immediately began to discuss.

Subsequently, Ye Shan and several people came to the high platform, and as with yesterday's process, they drew lots again.

This time, Ye Shan drew the No. 1 lot, Tang Feixue was four, and Donghua was five.

Seeing that he was the No. 1 sign, Ye Shan stepped into the ring under the order of the bald old man.

"Ye Shan's opponent is the disciple who was flattened by Wang Junda yesterday!"

"How can this be played!" Seeing Hayama who walked into the ring, the disciple's expression suddenly became ugly.

He had seen Hayama's performance that day, and if he really wanted to compete, he would not be Hayama's opponent at all.

"Elder, I admit defeat!" the man hesitated for a moment, then chose to admit defeat.

"Hahaha!" Seeing that the disciple who had not yet competed in the Divine Soul Hall had chosen to admit defeat, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Hall all laughed.

"Li San is really a shame for our Divine Soul Palace!" Seeing him admit defeat, Bai Lian sat on the high platform, and immediately said in a cold voice, this Li San is simply too embarrassed to lose the face of their Divine Soul Palace.

"A few of you, if anyone admits defeat to me like Li San, get out of our Divine Soul Palace!" Looking at the several participating disciples beside him, Bai Lian immediately said in a cold voice.

"Senior sister, we are not their opponents anyway, it is better to surrender, and it will not be too embarrassing!" Seeing the disciples who surrendered quickly above, the other participating disciples of the Divine Soul Hall immediately said softly.

"Are you farting when I speak?" Hearing these words, Bai Lian instantly became furious.

"Continue to succumb without a fight, our Divine Soul Hall will only become a joke of the Demon Sect!" Bai Lian snorted coldly, and the hand holding the bamboo stick became even harder.

To be honest, she has had enough of these disciples, refining weapons all day long, and they no longer have the slightest fighting spirit.

"Senior sister, don't be angry, we understand, we will do our best!" Seeing Bai Lian's angry appearance, the three disciples of the Divine Soul Hall didn't dare to say more, and immediately relented.

"No. 2 sign, come to the stage!" At the same time, the bald old man also said again.

Hearing this, a peak martial artist of the Spirit Mansion Realm in the Divine Soul Hall also stood up.

"After all, the opponent's strength is higher than yours, just do your best!" Looking at the disciple who was about to take the stage, Bai Lian immediately said softly, if something really happened, she would not be like the master to explain.

With Fang Cai's words, the disciples who came up from the Divine Soul Hall became extremely desperate, although they only had the peak strength of the Spirit Mansion Realm, they were tied with the disciples of the Spirit Transformation Realm on the opposite side.

"Is this guy crazy?" Seeing the disciple of the Divine Soul Hall on the opposite side working so hard, everyone was also surprised and said.

However, the gap in strength was too big after all, and under the constant bombardment, the disciples of the Divine Soul Hall were still defeated.

The next No. 3 sign is Feng Peng, Feng Peng's defense, even if the disciple of the Divine Soul Hall detonates the magic weapon, he can't help him.

Under the wave of attacks, Feng Peng also won the victory.

Next, it is the No. 4 sign Tang Feixue.

Hearing the bald old man's order, Tang Feixue's figure flashed, and he came to the ring.

"White Lotus, White Lotus!" Seeing Tang Feixue walking up to the stage, Donghua immediately said in anticipation in his heart.

If the No. 4 sign is not the White Lotus, then he will be miserable.

In Dong Hua's anticipation, a male disciple stood up from his seat in the direction where the disciples of the Divine Soul Hall were located.

"Damn!" Seeing this male disciple standing up, Donghua instantly went crazy.

In this way, his opponent is the White Lotus.

"Senior brother, you crow's mouth!" Seeing the disciple who came up from the fourth sign of the Divine Soul Palace, Donghua immediately complained to Ye Shan.

"Haha!" Seeing this, Hayama couldn't help but chuckle.

In the ring, it was an overwhelming victory, and within ten moves, Tang Feixue defeated the opponent.

The next moment, as the bald old man announced the last match, Bai Lian also stepped into the ring.

"If you want to defeat this white lotus, I'm afraid I'll have to lose my skin!" Seeing the white lotus who walked on stage, Dong Hua immediately said helplessly.

"Just do your best, don't hold on!" Knowing the difficulty of the white lotus, Lin Chen did not ask Donghua, but said in a comforting voice.

"Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely win!"

"If I'm injured, your responsibility is indispensable!" Looking at Ye Shan, Donghua smiled bitterly and walked to the ring.

"It seems that our Divine Soul Hall is about to win its first victory!" Seeing Dong Hua who came to the stage, the disciples of the Divine Soul Hall also sighed.

"Donghua, admit defeat!" As soon as he came to the stage and saw that his opponent was Donghua, Bai Lian was immediately happy.

"Stinky girl, do your big spring and autumn dreams!" Hearing that Bai Lian let herself admit defeat as soon as she came to power, Donghua was also angry.

"Shut your stinky mouth!" Hearing Dong Hua's words, Bai Lian took out a spear and slammed it directly at Dong Hua.

"The weapons are really miscellaneous!" Seeing this, Hayama immediately said softly.