Since there were only nine people left, the elder invited one disciple back to the stage in chronological order of falling from the ring.

The second round of the competition is completely over, the good news is that all nine members of the team have successfully passed the second round, and the bad news is that Luo Taiqing has also stayed.

Song Shiyin and the others walked quickly to the edge of the ring and helped them out of the ring.

"Ten tones, we won." Bian Tingyu lay on Song Shiyin's back and said angrily.

"You're great."

"Luo Taiqing, he's a madman." Bian Tingyu opened her misty eyes, breathed weakly, and forcibly said this sentence.

"Take care of your body first." Song Shiyin carried Bian Tingyu on his back, and Du Yunxi also helped his teammates and returned to their residence together.

After a night's rest, the wounds on everyone's bodies have been scabbed, and the spiritual power is full of spiritual power, and Bian Tingyu is alive and kicking, no different from ordinary.

On the eighth day, Dabi went to the third round.

The elder came to the stage to announce the rules of the round, and he said aloud, "Congratulations! This sect competition has entered the third round, and victory is ahead, so I hope you don't relax!"

"Please take out your disciple order, the monk of the same name is the opponent, this round adopts a one-on-one competition, the winner is the top ten in this sect competition, the loser, elimination!"

"The competition is cruel, don't show mercy to your subordinates, today's competition is the key to whether you are qualified to enter the inner door!"

"In a quarter of an hour, the competition will officially begin, starting with the one-size group, and good luck everyone!"

Song Shiyin picked up the disciple order and looked at it, it was written "six", she leaned over to take a look and found that no one was like her.

At that time, Sun Yao was crying and shouting, and he said with a sad face, "Why? Heaven is going to kill me! How could I have beaten Brother Zhuo, everyone, I have stopped here, and I can no longer accompany you to the end."

Song Shiyin looked down and found that Zhuo Guang and Sun Yao's disciples were all "five", and the situation she didn't want to see happened again, and there was a fight between teammates.

Although this incident was expected, she still felt a little regretful, and she hoped that all nine members of the team would successfully enter the inner door.

The chances of this happening are slim, she was prepared, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly, or she was running away.

Song Shiyin sighed slightly, and looked at the disciple orders of several other people, from one to ten, they were Xue Huanhuan, Bian Tingyu, Tan Leshan, Su Wenhong, Sun Yao and Zhuo Guang, Song Shiyin, Sun Xiao, and Du Yunxi.

Except for Sun Xiao and Zhuo Guang, the opponents of the rest of the people are all outsiders, which is a good thing, they can spare no effort to defeat their opponents and win the qualification to enter the inner gate for themselves.

Sun Xiao put his two hands on Sun Yao's shoulders and said to Zhuo Guang, "Brother Zhuo, don't show mercy to your subordinates, and severely frustrate this kid's sharpness, and see if he will cultivate well in the future."

"Brother! It's like how bad I am, and I'm obviously staying until the third round, okay?" Sun Yao was not convinced, and pouted.

He glared at Sun Xiao, then turned his head to Zhuo Guang and said, "However, Brother Zhuo, the two of us will compete in an upright manner, and no one should show mercy, although I am sure that I will lose, I still have to try."

Zhuo Guang nodded and said in a deep voice, "I will respect your choice."

Before the third round of the competition began, one of the team members was doomed, and the atmosphere was a little sluggish.

"Oh, don't be like this, I have a good idea of my own strength, I can go this far is already the limit, you have a good competition, after entering the inner door, don't forget my Sun Yao."

"Besides, I won't admit defeat, just let you go to the inner gate to explore the way first, and I will enter the inner gate in ten years!" Sun Yaoqiang put up a smile and pretended not to care.

Anyone can see his reluctance, but no one will expose him.

"That's right, Sun Yao, if I succeed in entering the inner gate, I will wait for you to come, and ten years later, I will definitely fulfill your promise today." Bian Tingyu walked over and bumped Sun Yao's shoulder and tilted her head at him.

"That's Ken

Definitely, who is my Sun Yao? Hurry up and prepare for the competition, leave me alone, if anyone doesn't win, I'm going to scold him." Sun Yao pretended to be angry, and everyone nodded frequently.

Song Shiyin had mixed feelings in her heart, she didn't know what to say, and finally simply shifted her attention to this competition, no matter what, she had to enter the inner door.

Her goal had been set at the beginning, she only needed to get the tenth place, she couldn't be showy and attract too many people's attention, but she also had to make sure that the elders had to choose themselves.

It's hard, but she has to do it.

Soon, the competition officially began, Xue Huanhuan restrained her expression and stepped into the ring step by step, her opponent was a physical cultivator.

The body is burly, in stark contrast to the petite Xue Huanhuan, her eyes are glaring, and her body rises and falls violently.

The two stood in the ring, one left and one right, looking at each other for a moment.

"Senior Sister Xue, come on!" Hearing Bian Tingyu's voice, Xue Huanhuan hooked her lips and smiled, but the physical cultivation in front of her suddenly became angry.

He stomped the ground, his body momentum rose, his muscles held the sect suit to the brim, he roared angrily and rushed towards Xue Huanhuan.

Xue Huanhuanhuan's figure flashed, and when he appeared in front of the person again, he had already turned into a beast form, and Xue Huanhuan in the form of a white fox was even bigger than this body cultivation.

Seeing the body cultivation rushing forward, Xue Huanhuan didn't dodge or dodge, and went straight up, and the body cultivation crashed into Xue Huanhuan's body, not only failed to hurt her, but shocked himself back a few meters away.

Xue Huanhuan sneered, the monk's vain attempt to compete with a demon clan on the hardness of his body was just a fool's dream.

The body cultivator glared at Xue Huanhuan angrily, raised his aura again, clenched his right hand into a fist, wrapped in spiritual power, and hit Xue Huanhuan.

Xue Huanhuan just stood in place and ate his punch, her huge body did not move at all, as if she was laughing at her physical cultivation for not being able to measure herself.

She lifted her paws, and with a slight stroke of her sharp nails, she easily pierced the proud hard skin of her body.

Seeing that he was injured, Ti Xiu became even more angry, but his attack didn't work at all for Xue Huanhuan, which was the most powerless.

Xue Huanhuan didn't want to fight with him either, intending to fight quickly, she raised her claws again and grabbed the back of her body's neck.

Jumping to the edge of the ring in three or two steps, throwing him down, and the contest was over.

There was an uproar in the audience, the first competition of the third round ended in less than a quarter of an hour, and the disparity in strength between the two disciples was so great that it was unbelievable.

Bian Tingyu shouted, "Senior Sister Xue has won!"

Xue Huanhuan jumped out of the ring, regained his human form, and returned to everyone's side.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister Xue!" Du Yunxi congratulated with a smile, his eyes were crooked, and he was very good-looking.

Xue Huanhuan's victory means that she has the qualifications to enter the inner gate and has become one of the top ten in this sect competition.

Without giving them much time to talk, the elder announced that the second competition was about to begin, and Bian Tingyu got ready and went into the ring.

Her opponent was a diminutive nun who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

As soon as she got on the field, the little girl bowed to Bian Tingyu, and then pleaded, "Big sister, can you hit me lightly?" I'm a little scared of pain."

The little girl's voice was soft and weak, and when she listened to it, she couldn't help but agree to her request, Bian Tingyu nodded on the surface, but she still kept her eyes open.

Seeing that she agreed, the little girl showed a big smile, and for some reason, Bian Tingyu only felt a little crazy.

Which of the monks who can stay until the third round will be a fuel-efficient lamp?

Bian Tingyu calmed down and let herself devote herself to the competition, and after she stood still, she made a seal on her hand and prepared to perform the exercises.

"Supernatant Flowing Water!" She let out a low sigh.

There was a splash of water in the ring, but the little girl in front of her lost her figure, Bian Tingyu was shocked, and searched for it with her afterglow.

The surroundings were so quiet that she could only hear her own pounding heartbeat, and the more she listened, the more she couldn't sink her heart, and her breathing became short, and he controlled himself

own body, forcibly calm the mood.

There was movement behind her, Bian Tingyu turned her head suddenly, and saw the little girl smiling at her fiercely.

The sharp and piercing laughter lingered in Bian Tingyu's ears, stimulating her mind and making her unable to calm down.

Every time she looked back, all she saw was the little girl's hideous smiling face, the little girl only bent the corners of her mouth, her eyes stared, revealing a strange expression.

Bian Tingyu's heart was irritable, she understood that this was all the little girl's trouble, and she could only force herself to focus on the exercises.

Once, twice, she calmed her breath, and then she opened her eyes, no longer looking for the little girl.

She pinched the trick in her hand, controlling the water droplets on the ring, every drop of water was beating up and down wildly, and Bian Tingyu observed quietly.

Over there!

She saw a depression between the droplets, and the depression was moving around, each for less than a moment.

Bian Tingyu slowly exhaled a breath and lifted the spiritual power around her body, and the spiritual power soared, and she controlled the water droplets to slowly surge upward.

Destination – Depression.

The water droplets slowly spread upwards from the ring until they outlined a figure, the size of a little girl.

"Found you." Bian Tingyu spoke coldly, with extreme affirmation in her tone.

The little girl was visibly startled, her body moved faster than before, but every time Bian Tingyu's gaze locked on her.

Bian Tingyu didn't seem to be able to hear the screams around her, and now she only had one thing to do, and that was to find the little girl and defeat her.

"Shift!" Bian Tingyu slowly spit out two words.

In an instant, the water droplets on the ring jumped faster, and the part of the water droplets that outlined the little girl's figure became more and more, more and more.

It was no longer the little girl's grin, but her screams of pain.

Finally, the little girl couldn't stand it any longer, and she showed her shape and fell into the ring.

"Sister, didn't you say that it wouldn't hurt me?" The little girl asked weakly, her eyes resentful and aggrieved.

"If you were really a little girl, I would have kept my promise, but unfortunately you, no." Bian Tingyu put her hands around her chest and looked at the little girl condescendingly.

"Sister, you're really cold." The little girl spoke hatefully.

"Whatever way you want to get out of the ring, I can satisfy you once." Bian Tingyu looked compassionate.

"Naturally, I went down on my own, sister, I said it all, I'm afraid of pain." The little girl stood up and walked towards the edge of the ring step by step.

When it was almost there, she suddenly turned back.

To be precise, the body is still facing the edge of the ring, and the head is completely facing Bian Tingyu.