The criterion for victory or defeat is that one of the parties can no longer stand up.

In the current situation, it is impossible for me to win against Yuan Jiao.

Since you can't win, there's no need to be beaten here.

So, *** simply lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Yuan Jiao frowned and said, "What? Have you thrown in the towel?"

I hummed and said, "yes. Isn't that obvious enough?"

Yuan Jiao sneered and said, "So you admit defeat? You're so bent and stretched."

I slowly got up and said, "It's over."

The second contest was about the soul, so neither of us had a return to the sun.

Yuan Jiao took out a strange-looking oil lamp.

This oil lamp has two wicks.

Yuan Jiao said, "This lamp oil is the corpse oil used."

"And this corpse oil is not ordinary corpse oil. This is the corpse oil of a practitioner."

"You also know that the immortal metamorphosis of a cultivator contains a large amount of yang energy."

"This yang energy can be used to burn our souls."

"After a while, I lit the oil lamp, and the spirits of the two of us attached to the wick."

"The wick of this lamp is made of the same corpse oil, so the yang energy is the same, don't worry."

Yuan Jiao handed me the oil lamp and said, "You can check this lamp and see if there is any problem."

I looked at it, and it seemed to be fine.

I asked Ji Yansheng, "What is this lamp called?"

Ji Yansheng was stunned for a moment and said, "It's just an oil lamp, what kind of fame can it have?"

I smiled and said, "I thought that a sect like yours that has been passed down for a long time has a reputation for scaring people even if it is a urinal basin."

Ji Yansheng: "......"

Yuan Jiao had already lit the oil lamp. He said faintly, "I'll count to one, two, three, and we'll put the soul on it, how about it?"

I nodded.

Yuan Jiao: "One, two......"

At this time, Ji Yansheng suddenly shouted, "Wait."

Yuan Jiao said dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean?"

Ji Yansheng pulled me aside and whispered, "Brother Fu, this is a trap. You don't see it, but I see it."

When Ji Yansheng said this, he was a little proud.

I asked curiously, "What do you mean by traps?"

Ji Yansheng said, "If what I expected is right, Yuan Jiao will quickly admit defeat."

Me: "Huh?"

Ji Yansheng said: "This scene is obviously to consume the soul, and the consumption of the soul is the consumption of strength."

"If you use too much strength in this competition, then you will lose the third competition."

"So, you must preserve your strength."

I said to Ji Yansheng, "Old Ji, I have no way to save it. I've already lost the first game."

Ji Yansheng was stunned for a moment and said, "In this way, this is Yang Mou? This Yuan Jiao has done things so thoroughly."

I tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Alright, it's useless for us to worry. The soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it."

"If you lose, you lose, and there is no shame in apologizing."

Ji Yansheng snorted.

Subsequently, Yuan Jiao's soul and I attached to the wick.

At that moment, I felt like I was in the midst of a raging fire, and the pores of my whole body felt like they had been pricked by needles, and I almost screamed in pain.

I hurriedly forced out all the yin qi in my soul and protected my soul.

I did feel a little more comfortable for a short period of time, but I knew it wouldn't last long.

Yin energy and soul are one.

In fact, it's just burning another part of my soul right now.

I looked at Yuan Jiao, and he was also gritting his teeth and holding on.

However, his gaze is very determined, and it is clear that he is sure to win.

My heart sank suddenly.

Yuan Jiao came up with three bells and whistles, and he should have been ready for a long time.

From the manipulation of the flesh, it can be seen that he is prepared.

So does his soul also have a way to resist yang energy?

Or rather, if he had stored a large amount of soul, he was completely sure that he could consume me too much before he came down from the wick.

As I was thinking this, another burning sensation came.

I hurriedly mobilized the yin qi to wrap my soul.

This...... It's not a long-term solution.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered the jade dagger hanging on my chest.

This thing relied on me, how much cultivation did it absorb?

Now it's time to help.

So, I took out the jade dagger and went close to the flames.

There was a clear reluctance coming from the jade dagger.

But in the next second, a large amount of cultivation and yin qi came out and enveloped me.

For a moment, my surroundings were a lot cooler.

I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the wick.

I looked left and right and looked at Yuan Jiao.

Yuan Jiao sneered and said, "Wu Dake, are you pretending to be leisurely? I know you can't hold on."

"In the first competition, if you refuse to admit defeat, at most you will be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face."

"But if you refuse to admit defeat in this competition, it is possible that your soul will be scattered. Have you figured it out?"

I laughed and said, "If I increase the weight, whoever loses will kneel on the ground and call grandpa."

Yuan Jiao: "......"

He ignored me, *** simply closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.

As a result, I was a little sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.

After yawning, I glanced at Yuan Jiao again.

He was already a little embarrassed, and was staring at me angrily.

I knew he couldn't hold on.

If it weren't for his hatred for me, he would have thrown in the towel a long time ago.

I smiled and said, "Yuan Jiao, we have a kind of chili pepper in Lingzhou, called Devil Chili."

"After you eat it, from your mouth to your esophagus to your stomach, there is a hot sensation, like a fire, ......burning from the inside out."

Yuan Jiao roared angrily, and then jumped off the wick.