The short and fat male cultivator was overjoyed, and Song Shiyin was silent.

The elder quickly announced that he would pick an opponent for the next game, and this time the person who was on the spot was Du Yunxi, who smiled slightly, and turned her gaze to Luo Taiqing, who was barely standing and dying.

"I choose Luo Taiqing."

Luo Taiqing raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, his face instantly became gloomy, he glanced at Du Yunxi angrily, and then shook his head.

"If you fail to choose each other, you can choose again." The elder looked at Du Yunxi again.

Luo Taiqing refused to compete with herself, and Du Yunxi felt a little pity, but she couldn't, so she could only look at everyone on the field again.

She looked around, and finally chose the tall and beautiful female cultivator who had fought with Tan Leshan before.

"I'll pick this one."

The nun hooked her lips and said with a smile, "My sister's vision is really good, I should do it."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of their eyes.

Du Yunxi and the female cultivator are also evenly matched, the two of them fought back and forth, and there was a banging sound in the ring.

Du Yunxi didn't summon an ice pick, he came up and used the Tianxuan Beidou technique, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and hail rose from the sky, smashing heavily towards the female cultivator.

The female cultivator's spiritual power surged in the dantian, the spiritual power poured into her whole body, and the momentum around her body continued to rise, and a thin golden shield suddenly unfolded above her head, resisting the attack of hail for her.

The hail fell on the golden shield, and was immediately bounced off by the shield surface, and all of them flew around, and a few even smashed into Du Yunxi.

Du Yunxi didn't dodge, just waved her hand, and the hail turned into water in front of her, falling drop by drop on the ring.

Seeing that the nun was hiding under the golden shield and was at ease, she simply increased the output of hail again, and smashed all of them into the golden shield with a clang, and the shield exceeded the load and began to sink downward.

The nun raised her eyes to see that the golden shield was full of hail, and there was more and more trends, she let go of her hand, and the golden shield instantly flew towards Du Yunxi, and her figure flashed and left the place.

Du Yunxi retreated sharply, dodging the attack, the golden shield smashed on the ground, sliding a few meters away, the shield surface was torn apart, shattered to the ground, and all the hailstones on it fell to the ground.

The female cultivator waved her hand, and there were words in her mouth, and the golden light appeared in the ring, like a round of rising sun, and after that, thousands of golden needles appeared, each of which flashed with dazzling light, and was extremely sharp.

The golden needle flew towards Du Yunxi, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to resist.

Du Yunxi's pupils shrank, he quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and erected an ice wall in front of him, and the next moment, the golden needle had arrived, and the two collided, making a piercing sound.

The gold needles are sharp, grinding the ice wall full of holes, and the falling ice chips fly in the air, bringing a trace of coolness.

The ice wall was pushed and slowly retreated, and Du Yunxi's figure behind him simply flashed, away from the ice wall.

The female cultivator did not show mercy, launched another attack, and the golden needle inserted into the ice wall drilled out, and then floated in the air, and under the call of the female cultivator, flew towards Du Yunxi.

Du Yunxi's eyes were firm, standing in place, she had a seal on her hand, and she shot out the spiritual power of the Dao, and the hail on the ground also flew into the air, and with a wave of her hand, the hail hit the golden needle.

Both sides struck vigorously, and the golden needles hit the hail, and after being resisted, they all fell, and smashed to the ground.

The female cultivator pinched the trick in her hand, wanting to evoke the golden needle again, but Du Yunxi made a stumbling block, and the spiritual power in her body surged, conveying it into the hail, dragging the golden needle and unable to move a single bit.

Seeing this, the female cultivator snorted coldly and said, "Sister, you are so fierce, why don't you let my sister a little!"

The female cultivator stood quietly, her right hand wrapped her fingers around her hair, her eyes were like silk, and she looked at Du Yunxi.

Du Yunxi's eyes dodged, she finally understood Tan Leshan's torment at that time.

"Go on." Du Yunxi's mouth opened and closed, and in the end he only said this sentence.

The nun laughed, "You and the little brother from before seem to know each other, why are you all the same person, so boring."

Du Yunxi was silent and shot again.

The two fought inextricably, Xiu

For the sake of similarity, the female cultivator is a former disciple, and she has more practical experience than Du Yunxi, but Du Yunxi herself is the type of strong when she is strong, and she can't tell the difference for a while.

The two of them fought for half an hour, and the spectators on and off the stage were already a little tired, and the two of them had also experienced such a long time of attrition, and they were a little overwhelmed.

The competition has reached this point, just to see who can fight again and catch the opponent off guard.

This person is Du Yunxi.

She forcibly lifted the spiritual power in her body, her face was pale, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, but she didn't care about it, and the ice picks suddenly appeared, and they all came out in unison.

The nun dodged sideways, but there were still ice picks entering her body, freezing her body, and Du Yunxi took advantage of the victory to chase after her, knocking her to the ground.

"Ten breaths!" Du Yunxi shouted, her voice hoarse, obviously struggling to make it.

Ten breaths passed quickly, and Du Yunxi won.

"Little sister, you are really ruthless enough......" Before stepping off the stage, the female cultivator looked at Du Yunxi weakly and spit out a sentence.

Du Yunxi couldn't hold back, the smell of blood in his mouth was permeated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which frightened Song Shiyin and them to quickly surround him.

"Yunxi!" Xue Huanhuan shouted.

"I'm fine...... Ahem......" Du Yunxi coughed a few times, his voice weak.

Several people helped Du Yunxi sit down, Du Yunxi crossed his legs to breathe, and he was not allowed to take pills during the competition, so he could only recover on his own.

A little more, the subject was changed to Zhuo Guang, Zhuo Guang didn't look at the others, and as soon as he came up, he stared at Luo Taiqing tightly.

At this time, a long time has passed, Luo Taiqing has almost recovered, and he is a little proud, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he agreed to Zhuo Guang's invitation to fight.

Song Shiyin only felt that he wanted to laugh, Luo Taiqing probably felt that although Zhuo Guang had played well in the first few competitions, he was not as threatening as Du Yunxi.

Moreover, there are a few people left, the short and fat male cultivator defeated Song Shiyin, the tall female cultivator is on par with Du Yunxi, Pu Kaile is the tallest, and the strength of the petite and cute female cultivator is unknown, Luo Taiqing prefers to choose someone from the squad who has had many confrontations with him.

It's a pity that in Song Shiyin's opinion, among the several members of the team, the most mysterious and unfathomable person is Zhuo Guang.

Song Shiyin stood quietly in the audience, she wanted to see how Luo Taiqing was beaten and cried.

"If you want me to say, you guys are really endless, fighting and running and running!" Luo Taiqing opened his mouth to mock.

"Anyone is scrambling to beat you up." Zhuo Guang said as he took out his bow and arrows.

Luo Taiqing's face darkened, as if he was laughing angrily, and said, "You are also a race to be able to work hard, but it's a pity, the strength is just like that!"

"What the strength is, you can wait and see." Zhuo Guang said this sentence flatly, which attracted Luo Taiqing's sneer.

Luo Taiqing's face was vicious, and a strong wind blew at the beginning of the game, and there was a rumbling around him, and the wind blade flew at high speed in it.

Zhuo Guang raised his hand, drew the bow full, aimed at Luo Taiqing's shoulder, and fired several arrows with his face.

The arrows flew out with a whirl, hampered in the wind, but still overwhelming.

Luo Taiqing dodged sideways, and a wind roll condensed in his hand and smashed towards Zhuo Guang.

Seeing the wind scroll flying towards him, Zhuo Guang first quickly sent out several arrows, aiming directly at Luo Taiqing, and then dodged when the wind scroll was about to touch him.

The time is quite short, but Zhuo Guang is not in a hurry and is easy to handle.

The wind swept down to the ring, and it quickly blew a strong wind, and it had the posture of engulfing everything around it, but it was empty for several meters around it, and it could only spin wildly on its own.

Luo Taiqing threw out several wind scrolls again, and at the same time launched the wind blade in the wind, his face was gloomy and his eyes were dark.

Zhuo Guang was blown by his wind blade, and the sect clothes on his body were all cracks of different sizes, and the other parts that were not covered by the sect clothes were also injured, and his hands were dripping with blood.

"That's what I said, and that's all you do!" Seeing this scene, Luo Taiqing was obviously in a good mood and made mocking remarks.

He made no secret of his joy and gloating

Woe, pinching the trick in his hand, the spiritual power on his body surged wildly, and once again increased the attack of the wind blade.

Zhuo Guang narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Taiqing.

"What kind of eyes are you? Hate me? That's right!" Luo Taiqing laughed maniacally.

"After all, you should all be the same ending!"

"All! All of you! They should all be prostrate at my feet!"

"This immortal cultivation realm is the law of the jungle! It should be full of strife! Unity and harmony are fake!"

"If you are not as good as others, you should be tortured by me!"

Luo Taiqing shouted one after another like crazy.

Song Shiyin finally understood at this time, why Luo Taiqing was so targeted at everyone in the team, maybe provoking Du Yunxi at the beginning of the introductory trial was just his usual style.

But then he found that everyone in the team had always gone out to practice together, laughing and laughing, so he couldn't get used to it, so the two sides completely bonded up.

Zhuo Guang didn't bother to answer Luo Taiqing's words, he only said coldly, "Your words are a bit too much."

"You! You ......" Luo Taiqing was so angry that he only said one word before being interrupted by Zhuo Guang.

He fired several arrows, without giving Luo Taiqing a chance to dodge, his hands kept moving, and Luo Taiqing on the opposite side flashed left and right, his body was embarrassed.

The arrow landed on the ground, and then was summoned by Zhuo Guang and flew towards Luo Taiqing again.

Luo Taiqing could only devote himself to dodging, and there was no time to be distracted by his sarcastic remarks, and the ring suddenly fell silent.

Under such a high-density attack, Luo Taiqing was still hit, he was first shot with an arrow in the thigh, and then he was also shot in the shoulder because of his inconvenience.

"Ahh

Moreover, this is not an ordinary bow and arrow, Zhuo Guang has attached a wooden spiritual power to the arrow this time as usual, so as to facilitate him to launch the exercises.

The next moment, Zhuo Guang's hand was sealed, the spiritual power in his body was infused all over his body, and the momentum around his body rose.

Luo Taiqing's shrill scream rang out again, resounding throughout the ring, and he covered his wounds, his body curled up, rolling on the ground.

After the green light, a small bud appeared, trembling and could be seen, as if something was flowing from Luo Taiqing's body towards the small bud.

The little bud gradually grew up and turned into a small grass, and Luo Taiqing's cry became more and more painful, sharp and piercing.

"Ah! Ahh

Zhuo Guang turned a deaf ear, a green light appeared on his hand, and spiritual power continued to be transmitted to the grass.

Luo Taiqing was very embarrassed at this time, he was lying on his side on the ground, covering his wounds with both hands, trying to pull out the grass, but in vain, this would only make him more painful.

He was sweating profusely, and the water stains had soaked his entire clothing and clung to his body.

"Ten breaths." Zhuo Guang said coldly.

Luo Taiqing has no strength, let alone resist, even raising his eyes to look at Zhuo Guang, he can't do it at this time.

Ten breaths have arrived, Zhuo Guang stood on the stage, tilted his head slightly, and Luo Taiqing lay on the ground, like a lost dog.

Luo Taiqing came to provoke several times, and he should pay such a price.