Song Shiyin has played three rounds, except for the one with Luo Taiqing who won, she lost the rest of the games.

In this game, Pu Kaile chose her.

Song Shiyin nodded in agreement, and the two sides stood on the stage, and the battle was about to break out.

She has watched the game, and he is strong and experienced, but he is also very good at analyzing the situation and is a very difficult opponent.

Then she lost to Pu Kaile, which is also very reasonable, she doesn't even need to deliberately show her flaws, even if she goes all out, she will definitely lose.

"Fellow Daoist, please advise!" Pu Kaile saluted to Song Shiyin.

"Please give me advice!" Song Shiyin also returned the salute.

Pu Kaile stood still, he was a sword cultivator, took out the long sword from his back, pulled a beautiful sword flower in the air, and then held the sword in his right hand, pointing directly at Song Shiyin.

Song Shiyin also cast a magic trick, sealed his hand, and played out Dao spiritual power, summoning the spirit devouring vine.

She held the Spirit Devouring Vine in one hand, and the other four broke through the ground, and the vine body swayed and flew in the air, revealing a terrifying momentum.

Pu Kaile's spiritual power was surging, his expression was calm, a little thunder flashed around him, he mentioned his spiritual power, and rushed towards Song Shiyin with his sword.

The sword hit mid-air, and was dodged sideways by Song Shiyin, bringing the sound of whistling wind, and boom!

One sword, two swords, three swords, Song Shiyin avoided them one by one, she lowered her head, cat's waist, turned around, and her movements were done in one go.

With a flick of the Spirit Devouring Vine with his right hand, Song Shiyin's body rose into the air and retreated, widening the distance between him and Pu Kaile.

Pu Kaile raised his sword again, he gently brushed the sword with his hand, and after that, the sword flashed with thunder, as if with the potential to destroy the world.

He swung at Song Shiyin fiercely, the sword light was mixed, the sword aura was pressing, and it made a sizzling sound in the air, which made people's scalp tingle.

Song Shiyin moved his body quickly, dodging the blow, and the sword qi hit the ring, scorching the ground black, and then a long crack was born.

She glanced back, only to feel that Pu Kaile's strength was even higher and stronger than she thought.

"Kato! Sleepy!" Song Shiyin let out a low snort, and the Spirit Devouring Vine found an opportunity and wrapped itself around Pu Kaile's legs.

He didn't even look down before he sensed that the danger was coming, his legs were infused with spiritual power, and the lightning flashed, shaking away the Spirit Devouring Vine that had just climbed up, and his figure flashed and left the place.

Song Shiyin struck again, controlling the Spirit Devouring Vine to keep moving its position in the ring, breaking through the ground, trying to give Pu Kaile an unexpected attack.

There was a thumping sound, and the Spirit Devouring Vine kept chasing after Pu Kaile's figure.

Pu Kaile didn't get tired of it, stretched out his hand and swung his sword, the sword qi struck, and Song Shiyin decisively withdrew the Spirit Devouring Vine so as not to be injured by him.

He stood still, pinching the trick in his hand, and the sky around him suddenly darkened, and the dark clouds were thick, and there were bursts of thunder on it, and between the layers, purple light shone.

Song Shiyin looked up and saw that there was already a trend of thunder, and the thunder resounded throughout the ring.

She secretly said that it was not good, and casually summoned the Spirit Devouring Vine, and several vines wrapped around the top of her head, weaving a shield.

Sure enough, the next moment, a dazzling thunderbolt flashed, and the thunder fell, hitting the ring, making a crackling sound.

The ring was full of scorched marks, and the cracks were frequent, as if it was torn apart.

Song Shiyin hid under the vine body and held on, the thunder slashed on the spirit devouring vine, and her spiritual power surged wildly in her body, conveying it into the vine body little by little, resisting the attack of the falling thunder.

Seeing this scene, Pu Kaile took advantage of the victory to pursue, and while controlling the thunder to fall, he rushed towards Song Shiyin with his sword.

Song Shiyin supported the Spirit Devouring Vine on his head with one hand, and flashed at random, dodging the attack again.

But this is not a long-term solution, Pu Kaile is menacing, and his own cultivation is five realms higher than her, not to mention the proficiency of the exercises. new

At this point, the competition had been going on for a quarter of an hour, and Song Shiyin simply showed fatigue, and the spiritual power in his body flowed out again.

She seemed to be planning to fight and remove two of the devouring vines on her head.

Thrown back on the ground.

The Spirit Devouring Vine flew towards Pu Kaile, intending to entangle his body, but Pu Kaile didn't give her this chance, and swung his sword three or two times, and then bounced the Spirit Devouring Vine away.

Without the resistance of the two devouring vines, the thunder quickly broke through the defense of the vine body, and the thunder light hit Song Shiyin's body, bringing a burst of numbness.

She seemed to lose her strength for a moment, her spiritual power was drained, and she showed an expression of disbelief, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground.

"I'm offended, junior sister, I'm going to breathe." Pu Kaile clenched his fists and spoke loudly.

Song Shiyin sat on the ground panting heavily, she wanted to raise her hands, but in vain, Pu Kaile's thunder was not as powerful as it seemed, but more effective in paralyzing the monk.

Ten breaths have arrived, Song Shiyin failed to get up, the elder announced this game, Pu Kaile won.

Soon, the elder counted all ten people on the field, and so far, Pu Kaile has won four games.

Just the last game, Pu Kaile can successfully win the championship and become the leader of this sect competition, Song Shiyin's plan is only one step away.

Her gaze swept over everyone on the stage one by one, except for Du Yunxi, if the rest of the people faced him, they would all be ironclad losers, after all, his strength was the highest.

I just hope that he can be lucky, bump into others, and let his plan go smoothly, Song Shiyin thought.

It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, and the elder clicked on Du Yunxi for the second time, and she chose Pu Kaile as her opponent.

Song Shiyin could only sigh slightly in his heart, according to the "rules" of the original plot, Du Yunxi was the first place this time, but according to the "logic" of the real world, Pu Kaile's strength was even better.

It depends on which side will be the ultimate winner.

Song Shiyin waited and seeed.

"Senior sister, please!" As soon as Pu Kaile stretched out his hand, Du Yunxi nodded slightly.

"I'll ask you for a lot of advice, senior brother."

Song Shiyin stood in the audience, looking at the two of them, this was a crucial game, for her.

Although she was in the cave before, she prevented Du Yunxi from obtaining the "Seven Stars Moon Cutting Technique" and successfully captured the consciousness of "it", but that time she laid out in advance and did not let Du Yunxi follow the original plot from the beginning.

This time is different, Du Yunxi will definitely participate in this sect competition, if she stops it and involves too much, she will definitely be detected by "it".

If you can't organize Du Yunxi to enter the plot, you can only forcibly increase the obstacles and change the outcome of the plot.

Therefore, whether this plan can succeed or not is related to how Song Shiyin will continue to lay out in the future, and it will also affect the final direction of this whole thing, she will definitely not let everyone be swayed by a conspiracy.

Song Shiyin exhaled slowly, her heart was pounding, she hadn't been so nervous for a long time, she was alone to bear the secrets of the whole world, the secrets about everyone, she still couldn't resist.

The fight on the stage has begun, the situation is changing rapidly, the two of them are thunder and ice, both are rare mutated spirit roots, blue light and purple light are intertwined, dazzling, and it is not real.

Du Yunxi snorted, there were words in her mouth, she started the exercises, the sky around her plummeted, and the cold breath came to her face, and there was a coldness in Sensen.

Hail fell from the sky, cold and piercing, and smashed into the ring with a clatter.

Pu Kaile also performed his exercises, although he had just finished a game, he was not struggling and was still at ease.

Layers of dark clouds flew from the sky, and the spiritual power around him surged, and the momentum rose, echoing the atmosphere of low pressure.

As soon as he waved his hand, thunder fell from the sky, and as a result, the cold wind and hail fell on the ring for a while, and the thunder fell again with the sound of thunder.

The two of them on the stage devoted themselves to the game, unaware, and the rest of the people only felt quite uncomfortable, the spiritual power surged in, escaping everywhere, and everyone also used spiritual power to protect their bodies to prevent them from accidentally hurting themselves.

Song Shiyin stared at the stage for a moment, and Zhuo Guang behind him saw this scene, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The two are worthy of being close in cultivation

, evenly matched, under several encounters, no one could get a good fall, Du Yunxi had traces of being struck by lightning, and frost also fell on Pu Kaile's eyelashes.

The situation on the field was scorching, hail was flying all over the sky, and thunder was also flashing in the air, which made people dizzy for a while.

Du Yunxi summoned hundreds of ice picks, scattered them with a wave of his hand, and floated around her one by one, pointing directly at Pu Kaile's body.

The icicle struck at a rapid pace, and Pu Kaile dodged several rolls, and the ice picks sinked into the ground, forming flakes of frost, and spreading into the distance until the entire ground was covered with ice.

Pu Kaile once again increased the fall of the thunder, one by one, hitting the ground one after another, and the thin ice surface crackled and shattered.

Du Yunxi had the same way as Song Shiyin before, erecting an ice wall above her head to resist the thunderous attack for her, the difference between the two was that Du Yunxi's cultivation was higher, and the ice wall could hold on longer.

In a few clicks, the ice wall was torn apart, Du Yunxi sighed, and could only pinch his hands again and erect an ice wall again.

During this time, she maintained her defense while controlling all the hail and ice picks on the stage to fly towards Pu Kaile, which required a very high level of concentration.

Because of this, she didn't see Pu Kaile summon a thunderbolt while dodging the attack, and slowly gathered behind her.

By the time she sensed something was wrong and reacted, it was already too late.

Du Yunxi turned her head suddenly, only to see Dao Dao thunder coming towards her, the speed was so fast, there was no way to avoid it, she could only eat this blow hard.

It is precisely like this, after the thunder enters the body, the whole body is numb, and the spiritual power is difficult to lift, as if it is dying in the dantian.

She fell to the ground, her fingers clasped to the ground, her knuckles were so hard that they were white, but to no avail, and after the exertion, her arms bent and sank downward, and she fell to the ground again.

"I'm breathing, if my sister can't get up, this game, I'll win." Pu Kaile stood quietly in place, looking at Du Yunxi who was covered in darkness.

Du Yunxi sighed, she wanted to fight again, but she was really not strong, the immortal cultivation world was not enough just to have talent and cultivation, those monks who had been fighting in it for many years had grown more than that.

She could only watch the opportunity slip away in front of her eyes, and secretly swore that she must cultivate seriously, and next time, she would still go all out.

Ten breaths have arrived, the ending has been decided, and Pu Kaile won this game

"Agreed, junior sister." Pu Kaile let out a breath and withdrew his sword.

"Senior brother's cultivation is profound, I am willing to bow to the wind!" Du Yunxi supported the ground with both hands, rolled over, and changed the previous prostrate on the ground to a sitting position.

"Senior sister is humble, and she has achieved such an achievement in a short period of time, which can be described as an outstanding talent, and I can't compare to it." Pu Kaile stretched out his hand towards Du Yunxi and pulled her up.

"Senior brother is polite, let's talk again in the future."

"With the words of my junior sister, I will definitely accompany me to the end."

Instinctively, seeing the harmonious scene in front of him, Song Shiyin secretly looked back at Wen Xuan, different from the gentle and gentle in the past, the corners of his mouth were tightened, and his face was expressionless.

Song Shiyin snickered, turned around, and crashed into Zhuo Guang's clear eyes.