Ji Wei defeated three challengers in a row at the beginning and established his prestige, and in the next few hours, only two disciples stepped forward to challenge, but they all ended the same, and they were all kicked down by Ji Wei.

Ji Wei stood in the ring, the lone light in the corner of his eyes was always on Luo Caiyu in the two rings and under the ring, if he didn't have to defend it, he would definitely stand beside Luo Caiyu and tell her the tactical strategy.

When Luo Caiyu jumped into the ring, Ji Wei turned around directly and turned his gaze to the ring on the far right.

Seeing Luo Caiyu easily defeat the opponent, Ji Wei's face was still calm, and the shallow corners of her mouth seemed to be happy for her.

Almost no one present noticed that Ji Wei turned around to watch the battle, and their eyes were on the ring where Luo Caiyu was.

Lu Ling was very relieved to see that the apprentice's strength had improved again, and she was already thinking that even if she missed this opportunity, she would be able to break through to the Saint Yuan Realm within twenty years.

"Master Luo's nephew is really a genius, what a pity!" An old man next to Lu Ling sighed softly, although Luo Caiyu won a game, he was not optimistic about Luo Caiyu.

Lu Ling chuckled at the old man, "This is a personal chance, and there is no way to do it!"

Although Lu Ling said it with a smile, there was still a trace of helplessness in her words.

"Senior sister's knife skills are sharp, senior brother will come to ask for advice another day!" The big man standing in the ring quickly recognized the situation in front of him, and turned around and jumped out of the ring with his hand at Luo Caiyu, extremely decisive.

"Senior brother agreed. Luo Caiyu also bowed his hand to the big man, then put away the blood knife, walked to the center of the ring and stood, ready to meet the next challenge.

may be because Luo Caiyu's cultivation is not high, and it didn't take long for a personable man to jump up.

This man cultivated in the late stage of the Transformation Saint Realm, and he was handsome and had extraordinary manners.

"Please teach me!" said the young man to Luo Caiyu.

Luo Caiyu took out a knife again, this knife was not a blood-colored scimitar, but the knife obtained in the Thunder Saint Inheritance, that Dao had sent Qi Ming, but Qi Ming found a chance to return it to Luo Caiyu, although the punch of the strong man of the Saint Yuan Realm made Qi Ming vomit blood, it did not damage this knife.

Luo Caiyu took out a knife and said with a smile to the young man in front of him: "Senior brother, how about winning or losing in one move?"

When the young man saw the knife in Luo Caiyu's hand, he found that it was not the blood-colored scimitar just now, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled lightly: "Just according to what Senior Sister said!"

Luo Caiyu did not hesitate to release all the spiritual power in her body, she had long known that only by exerting all her strength could she urge this knife of extraordinary quality.

Luo Caiyu raised the knife in his hand, and streams of spiritual power were injected into the knife.

A sword shadow more than ten zhang long appeared above Luo Caiyu's head, exuding terrifying coercion.

Feeling this coercion, the young man's face changed suddenly, and he immediately took out a spirit sword, threw it forward, and quickly formed a seal with both hands.

Luo Caiyu's right hand swung down violently, and the huge knife shadow pressed down, and where it passed, the air vibrated violently.

"Ten Thousand Swordsmanship!"

The young man snorted coldly, and then the sword instantly turned into countless sword shadows to meet the sword shadow that was cut down!

A fierce collision sounded, and the knife shadow still slashed down

The whole ground trembled for a moment.

When the spiritual power sputtered everywhere, a figure jumped down from the ring in embarrassment, and his feet were painted on the ground for dozens of zhang before stopping.

At this moment, the young man's face was pale, and a huge gap appeared in his clothes, and blood flowed out of it, staining his clothes red.

Luo Caiyu, who was standing in the ring, was also very pale, she looked at the young man in the audience, reluctantly laughed, and apologized: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, I can't completely control this knife!"

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "Senior sister is strong, senior brother admires!"

Luo Caiyu hurriedly took out a few pills to restore spiritual power and swallowed them, preparing to recover some more spiritual power before the next challenger came up.

Although the power of this knife is extraordinary, it consumes eighty percent of Luo Caiyu's spiritual power.

However, Luo Caiyu's goal of taking the time to recover could not be achieved, because the disciples in the audience easily judged that she had consumed too much by her face.

So the next opponent quickly jumped into the ring.

This time, the opponent was a man of short stature and a somewhat obscene appearance, and after he came to power, the pair of mouse eyes kept scanning Luo Caiyu's face and chest.

The man's eyes made Luo Caiyu feel very disgusted, and he may have thought of Qi Ming's eyes in his heart, and thought with some resentment: Those who should be blind are not blind, and those who should not be blind are just ......

"Senior sister is so strong, I don't know why I haven't seen it before?" The short man asked Luo Caiyu with a smile, he was fearless, so he didn't make a move at the first time.

Luo Caiyu has a very good temper, but when he saw the face opposite, he really couldn't laugh, he took out a yellow rune paper with an indifferent expression, and said in a somewhat cold voice: "Let's shoot!"

The short man looked at Luo Caiyu and took out a yellow rune paper with a flat face, his eyelids were slightly raised, and he had a bad premonition, he hurriedly put away those obscene thoughts in his heart, and prepared to fight the enemy seriously.

Lu Ling also felt that it was very inappropriate for Luo Caiyu to take out the extreme soldiers to fight the enemy so quickly, she saw Luo Caiyu use the extreme soldiers, so she judged that Luo Caiyu would definitely not be able to win the next game, but seeing Luo Caiyu's calm face, she was suddenly shocked in her heart, and muttered to herself: "Can it bring surprises?"

Ji Wei, who was standing in the ring on the far left, looked at the yellow rune paper, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and the smile was a little treacherous.

Qi Ming stood there and still didn't mean to jump into the ring next to him, although the time was almost up, he was still able to remain calm, if Luo Caiyu won this game, he might have made a move.

When the short man in the ring was about to face the enemy seriously, he saw Luo Caiyu throw his right hand forward, and the rune paper floated towards him.

The rune paper had just floated a few feet away, and it was suddenly squeezed by two streams of spiritual power.

A fierce flame burst out from the rune paper, and the flames rose into the sky, and the flames instantly engulfed half of the ring, including the short man.

The dozen or so disciples who were watching the battle outside the ring instantly shot backwards and flew away, so as not to be injured by mistake.

Ji Wei looked at the fiery red light reflected on Luo Caiyu's slightly pale face, very beautiful, and couldn't help but feel a little sluggish, being able to look at a beautiful woman in this situation is stunned, Ji Wei is also good enough.

The scene noticed that Luo Caiyu was estimated to be only Ji Wei, and the others were attracted by his monstrous flames, and some disciples couldn't recognize what kind of rune paper it was, and they talked about it under the ring.

The flames lasted for a breath before dissipating.

When the flames dissipated, a short, blackened man was revealed.

If it weren't for the short man and the spiritual weapon to protect his body, it is estimated that he would have turned into charcoal, and now although he has saved his life, he has still suffered a heavy blow.

The moment before the flames disappeared, Luo Caiyu had already wielded the blood-colored scimitar.

The red fireworks had just disappeared, and a blood-red sword light was directed towards the short man!

The short man couldn't imagine that Luo Caiyu had such a good timing to make a move, and he hurriedly threw a punch towards the sword light!

Boom!

The short man's figure was lifted off, and after rolling in the ring a few times, he fell under the ring, and then rolled a few times before stopping his body, which was really embarrassing!

The short man stood up, glanced at Luo Caiyu with a resentful face, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Luo Caiyu successfully defeated a powerhouse in the late stage of the Transformation Saint Realm, and felt very happy in her heart, she first smiled at Ji Wei who was standing in the ring on the far left, expressed her gratitude, and then shifted her gaze to Qi Ming under the ring, nodding and smiling.

Qi Ming seemed to feel Luo Caiyu's gaze, and he also smiled slightly.

Maybe it was because the shock caused by the rune paper just now was too great, and no one jumped into the ring to challenge it for a while.

Now it's only a few minutes away from the end.

After a few breaths, another figure burst out of the crowd and jumped onto the ring.

This person has a strong body, very strong muscles all over his body, and is a rugged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his cultivation is also in the late stage of the Transformation Saint Realm.

Qi Ming's spiritual power swept this person's first glance, and he felt that Luo Caiyu should be able to get a place this time, so he was ready to jump into the ring to win another place, but his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the reason was a sentence from the big man.

"Senior sister has a lot of hole cards, but those are all foreign things, when I was training in the Desolate Spirit Dynasty, I accidentally inherited a method of double cultivation, is it good for my sister and me to double cultivate?"

As soon as Dahan said this, not only did Qi Ming stop in his tracks, but the sensitive disciples standing around Qi Ming began to whisper.

"Senior Sister Luo is going to be miserable now, Wu Mou is a genius disciple of the last Spirit League, she is lustful and bloodthirsty, and she doesn't know how many women's lives have been lost in her hands!"

"Yes, the most important thing is that Wu Mou is strong, and it is said that he can compete with the powerhouses at the peak of the Transformation Saint Realm!"

"Cut, you don't know where you heard about it? Didn't Wu Mou challenge Senior Brother Ji Wei just now, wasn't he still abused like a dog? I believe that he is strong, but I scoff at saying that his strength is comparable to that of a strong man at the peak of the Holy Realm!"

"Uh...... Senior Brother Ji, that's not an ordinary peak powerhouse!"

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Lu Ling, who was sitting on the steps, saw Wu Mou jump into the ring, and suddenly stood up, ready to intervene.

However, as soon as Lu Ling's body stood up, he heard an extremely annoying yin and yang strange voice like a eunuch coming from the side: "Elder Lu, no one is allowed to interfere with this selection competition, don't you know?"

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