On the tenth day, the Zongmen Dabi officially came to an end.

Song Shiyin, Bian Tingyu, Du Yunxi, Zhuo Guang, and Xue Huanhuan successfully entered the fourth round of the competition, and several other members of the team also came to the Tongfa platform to cheer for the five people.

"You're going to have to play hard, and in my opinion, the top five are just a few of you." Sun Yao stretched out his index finger and walked towards the five people one by one.

"You've finally said a good word." Bian Tingyu raised her eyebrows at Sun Yao and smiled.

"The four of them are the top four this time, as for you? Forget about the tenth place." Sun Yao was not convinced, and made a grimace at Bian Tingyu.

provoked Bian Tingyu to be angry and anxious, stomped her feet a few times on the spot, and rushed over to pull Sun Yao's ears.

Sun Yao shouted again, begging for mercy while running away, and the two of them made trouble for a long time.

Song Shiyin laughed, and said in his heart: It's okay, as long as the team is in harmony, it is the biggest good thing.

"Come on, I believe you!" Sun Xiao stepped forward and hugged Zhuo Guang, and the rest were girls, so he chose the only male.

"You're not healed, you should go back and get some rest." Song Shiyin saw that Su Wenhong's face was not good, pale and fragile, and said worriedly.

"I'm fine, I want to see you win." Su Wenhong smiled weakly, and Tan Leshan on the side supported him.

"Luo Taiqing, let's vent the evil qi first, and when your body recovers, you will personally crush his bones and scatter ashes!" Du Yunxi gently patted Su Wenhong's arm and assured him.

"Thank you."

The elders invited the remaining ten people to the stage, and the fourth round of the competition was about to begin.

"First of all, we congratulate all of you on the stage, you are the top ten in this sect competition, and you have the qualifications to enter the inner gate."

"But this is not the end, you still can't relax for a moment, the ranking when you enter the inner gate represents the amount of monthly cultivation resources you will receive in the future."

"I think you all know how important resources are, so I won't go into details, and the top three in this competition will also have three additional prizes, which are just waiting for you to pick them up."

As the elder spoke, Song Shiyin looked around and observed the strange five monks.

Not only her, but everyone was observing the others around them, trying to recall their performance in the previous rounds of the competition in this short breath, so as to analyze the strengths and weaknesses of themselves and the other party.

"It seems that everyone can't wait, so let's start the mutual election!" The elder felt the tense atmosphere in the ring, and immediately announced the start of the competition.

The elder casually ordered a disciple, who happened to be Song Shiyin, and he nodded at Song Shiyin, signaling that Song Shiyin would choose first.

Song Shiyin's gaze swept over everyone one by one, and after several turns, she finally stopped at Luo Taiqing's body, she hooked her lips slightly, and said, "I choose him."

Luo Taiqing and Song Shiyin glanced at each other, and also showed a smile of unknown meaning, their eyes were dark, and they stared at Song Shiyin directly.

"Can you agree?" The elder asked.

"Nature." Luo Taiqing patted his clothes lightly, raised his head, and looked at Song Shiyin with a sneering gaze.

"Then let's start, the rule this time is not to knock the opponent out of the ring to win, after one side falls to the ground, if it fails to get up within ten breaths, it is the loser, and vice versa."

Song Shiyin and Luo Taiqing both nodded, indicating that they had understood, and the elder took several other monks to get out of the ring and give up the venue to the two of them.

Song Shiyin's momentum suddenly rose, her spiritual power surged wildly, her hair and robe were windless, and she stood quietly in front of Luo Taiqing.

"Look at you like this, you've come to seek revenge on me." Luo Taiqing casually stood opposite Song Shiyin, and he smiled disdainfully.

"It's not about seeking revenge, it's just settling accounts." Song Shiyin said coldly, she didn't want to talk to Luo Taiqing, so she shot first.

Song Shiyin's dantian was slightly hot, and the spiritual power perfused all over the body, and then summoned the spirit devouring vine and held it in her hand, she shook it lightly, and the vine body smashed into the ring, and hair

There was a loud noise.

This startled Luo Taiqing, his body shook, thinking that Song Shiyin was doing this on purpose, his face was instantly gloomy, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

"It's rude to start fighting without saying hello!"

The wind was blowing, as if to indicate Luo Taiqing's mood at this time, and his clothes and hair were all floating up, flying messily in the wind.

Song Shiyin let out a low voice: "Sleepy!"

The four Spirit Devouring Vines broke through the ground and attacked Luo Taiqing, his pupils shrank, but he didn't expect Song Shiyin to be menacing as soon as he made a move.

Luo Taiqing retreated sharply, his figure flashed, avoiding the attack, but Song Shiyin didn't intend to give him this opportunity, and controlled the Spirit Devouring Vine, blocking all the roads in front of him, left and right.

"You're too anxious!" He roared.

"I don't need to be sorry for you!" Song Shiyin said indifferently.

Luo Taiqing couldn't avoid it, and he accumulated a strong wind under his feet, intending to let his body soar into the air in order to escape the Spirit Devouring Vine.

Song Shiyin hooked his lips and smiled, he saw through his plan at a glance, and said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the spirit devouring vine suddenly grew, and the vine body was several meters high.

In an instant, Luo Taiqing's body was tightly bound, and as soon as his feet left the ground, he was dragged down and fell into the ring.

Song Shiyin held one end of the Spirit Devouring Vine in her hand, and the other end wrapped around Luo Taiqing's body, she threw it into the distance, and then smashed it to the ground.

Luo Taiqing's body smashed to the ground, making a thumping sound, and his eyes were full of gold stars when he was smashed, and he wailed in pain.

After a few back and forth, his body was already bruised, and it was obvious that several bones were out of place.

But Song Shiyin still didn't stop, Luo Taiqing was not merciful to the other members of the team, thinking about the humiliation suffered by Tan Leshan and Su Wenhong under him, Song Shiyin only felt that he was not ruthless enough.

Luo Taiqing was smashed to the ground again, Song Shiyin slowly walked in front of him, squatted down and asked him, "Why don't you just beg me for mercy?" I'll let you go."

Luo Taiqing sneered, "Will you believe this?"

"As you know, this is not to be believed." Song Shiyin opened his mouth slowly, squinting slightly.

Luo Taiqing retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, didn't want to look at Song Shiyin anymore, and didn't say a word.

Song Shiyin clenched the Spirit Devouring Vine in his hand again and threw it out.

I don't know how long it took, but there was no sound from Luo Taiqing, and Song Shiyin threw him in the ring.

His body rolled a few times and stopped on the edge of the ring.

Luo Taiqing's breath was weak, his eyes couldn't be opened, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped on the ground.

Song Shiyin said loudly: "I will take dozens of breaths, if you can't get up within ten breaths, I will win this game."

Luo Taiqing couldn't answer her anymore, he couldn't even move his fingers, let alone speak.

Song Shiyin stood in place like this, quietly waiting for ten breaths, and after ten breaths, she turned to look at the elders in the audience.

The elder nodded at her, signaling her victory.

The rest of the disciples returned to the stage one after another, and Song Shiyin and several members of the team glanced at each other, their eyes full of appreciation.

Bian Tingyu even secretly turned around and lip-synced at Song Shiyin: It's amazing!

This is the only game that Song Shiyin won, and she can only lose the other four games, but she can't lose too obviously, otherwise she will definitely be seen by those experienced elders.

She is one step closer to her goal of 10th place.

Again, the elder asked for someone to choose from each other, and as he did the first time, he still picked one person at random.

The man was a short and fat male cultivator, his gaze wandered between several people, and finally stopped at Song Shiyin, who had just finished the fight.

Several people present understood his plan, Song Shiyin had just finished participating in the competition, and there must be some losses, compared with him in his heyday, the chances of winning were not great.

Bian Tingyu stared, her mouth opened and she wanted to make a sound, but fortunately, Du Yunxi beside her held her hand in time and pulled her back.

Song Shiyin shook his head slightly at Bian Tingyu, signaling that he had a plan here.

"Can you agree?"

"Agreed."

In this way, the second game of the fourth round was still Song Shiyin, but the opponent was changed from Luo Taiqing to a short and fat male cultivator.

According to the plan, Song Shiyin needed to lose this game, and the choice of the short and fat male cultivator just gave her a chance.

As soon as she came on stage, Song Shiyin pretended that she was exhausted, her chest rose and fell sharply, cold sweat broke out on her body, and her face was pale.

Seeing her like this, the short and fat male cultivator was obviously excited, and he couldn't wait to shoot at Song Shiyin.

The dirt rolled under Song Shiyin's feet, and the entire ring seemed to turn into an endless land in an instant.

At this time, Song Shiyin could finally breathe a sigh of relief, the strength of the short and fat male cultivator was very good, and it was quite reasonable to be able to defeat her who only had a third-order cultivation in the foundation building period.

Seeing the soil gushing in, Song Shiyin retreated sharply, and his figure flashed, so he swapped places with the male cultivator.

The male cultivator once again made layers of handprints, controlling the soil to continue to surge, each time pointing directly at Song Shiyin's feet.

Under such a fierce attack, Song Shiyin could only constantly change her position, she controlled her breathing, and every time she fled to a place, she was more powerless than the previous one. c

After a few times, the male cultivator could clearly see her tiredness, and Song Shiyin glanced at the male cultivator, seeing the joy and imperative in his eyes.

Song Shiyin still summoned a soul devouring vine, and compared with the few in the previous game, not only was the color lighter, but the length and thickness of the vine body were also reduced.

She controlled the Soul Devouring Vine to the male cultivator's feet, and the Soul Devouring Vine suddenly burst out, taking advantage of the male cultivator's unpreparedness, and tightly bound his legs.

The male cultivator looked down in surprise, as if wondering why Song Shiyin, who was obviously at the end of the crossbow, was still able to deliver this blow at him.

Song Shiyin gritted his teeth, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, intending to trap the male cultivator firmly.

The male cultivator broke free a few times, and found that the Spirit Devouring Vine was wrapping around him tighter and tighter, so he gave up this path and attacked Song Shiyin himself instead.

The soil was gushing in, Song Shiyin was already weak, and at this time his feet were even more unstable, and after stumbling a few times, he still couldn't stabilize his body and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the strength of the Soul Devouring Vine she controlled was also loosened, and the male cultivator took this opportunity to break free of his feet, and he dodged away from the Soul Devouring Vine.

After Song Shiyin fell to the ground, the male cultivator also took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the spiritual power in his body skyrocketed, infusing his whole body, consuming all the spiritual power, and controlling the soil under his feet.

The soil kept churning and trembling, and Song Shiyin's body was shaken left and right, and he couldn't get up again at all.

Her eyes were full of anxiety, but there was nothing she could do.

Seeing this, a trace of joy crossed the male cultivator's eyes, and he lowered his head to find the elder under the ring, and then said, "I have ten breaths!"

Ten breaths passed quickly, Song Shiyin still failed to get up, and the joy on the male cultivator's face was undisguised.

Song Shiyin also showed a trace of unwillingness and remorse.

But this game is still a win-win game, and both people on the court are very satisfied with this ending.