"Next, enter the finals stage, and players from both sides are invited to play"

"Brother," Suzuran said, grabbing Beixun's hand

"Don't worry, I will definitely win" Beixun said while going on stage, and on the stage, Bai Lifei was already in place

Immediately, the chief referee waved his hand and added a layer of spiritual barrier to the main table

"Play, let's go!"

Bai Lifei took the lead in attacking

Beixun coped with it easily, but with a slight dodge

After a dozen moves

"How long are you going to hide?"

"Qing Yan Sword Technique - First Style!" Bai Lifei said

-for-tat, see the move

"This kid really thinks that he can fight with our Senior Brother Bai for spiritual power! Hahahaha" Some people in the audience said loudly, followed by ridicule and disdain

"Alright, it's finally time for the event!" Beixun said

"Feng Family Sword Technique - Third Style!"

"Qing Yan Sword Technique - First Style!"

After all, the low-grade spirit trick can't match the middle-grade spirit trick

Maybe it was an accident, Beixun's right hand was grazed open by the sword, and the bright red blood soaked the clothes, but because Beixun's clothes were black, he could only see it by looking closely at the torn clothes

"Try it!"

"Qingyan Technique—Second Form!"

"Qing Yan Sword Technique - First Style!"

"Ahh

"It's still hiding its strength," Beixun said

On the stage, on the side of the spiritual barrier, on the rotating platform, the two of them fought back and forth, more than 20 moves, both sides have been injured, Beixun is not able to cultivate, there are traces of sword slashes almost everywhere on the body, Bai Lifei, except for the left leg opened a hole more than ten centimeters long, there is no big wound

"Try this, Qingyan Technique—Third Form!" Beixun said as he quickly attacked

"It's time to finish! Qing Yan Sword Technique - Fourth Style! ”

"Ahh

"You are indeed strong, but I am bound to win the position of leader." Bai Lifei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said

"Ahem, ahem..."

"Hmph"

Beixun lay in a pool of blood, panting heavily

"Is it a blow you struck with all your might,

It's my turn..."Beixun whispered

"Ten, nine," the referee shouted the countdown

He tried to support his heavy body, but as soon as he halfway up, he fell heavily to the ground

"Five, four..."

"Brother! Don't, don't fight anymore, brother..."Suzuran cried anxiously

"I can't... Can't lose! ”

He finally stood up, and in that last-second countdown

He staggered forward and took two steps

"Come again!" He shouted

"Can you still wield a sword? Throw in the towel! Bai Lifei pointed his sword at his right hand and said

Beixun clutched his right hand tightly, he understood that it was seriously injured, the wound was very painful, and it was still bleeding all the time."

"Who said that you can only swing a sword with your right hand!" As he spoke, Beixun concentrated his spiritual power on the fingers of his left hand, and after taking a deep breath, he quickly sealed the spiritual acupoint above his right chest

At the same time, on the long steps

"This is, bastard, this kid is dead!" Qiao Yi crushed the teacup, stood up and said angrily

The sect master grabbed his right arm with his left hand and said, "Look again"

"The left hand can still win you!" Beixun said as he controlled the sword with his left hand

"Ten thousand swords, hold him back." Beixun threw out his sword and put it half a meter in front of him, chanting a secret mantra with his left hand and whispering

Immediately, Wan Jian dragged Bai Lifei, and Beixun took out the flute in the wind chime ring

Played the "Soul Control"

It is recorded in the Baiyin spectrum that there is a secret technique that can cross the line to control the enemy and kill people invisibly, and this premise is that the object that the enemy holds must have the blood of the controller, and the more seriously the controller is injured, the stronger the power

Within a few minutes, Wan Jian was knocked to the ground

"It's time to finish!" Bai Lifei said as Beixun attacked

"Qing Yan Sword Technique - Third Style!"

At this moment, it seems that no one has expectations for Beixun

At a distance of less than half a foot from Beixun's chest, what Ning and the others didn't expect was a pair of crimson wings that kept him out of danger

"What!" Bai Lifei said in surprise

"Reiki Wings, this, how is this possible! Cheating, this must be cheating! The audience shouted

"This, it's not cheating," he said, and the referee shouted "The game continues!" ”

"Is this your true strength?" Bai Lifei said

Immediately, he jumped onto the turntable

In mid-air, the two advanced and retreated

"It's time!" As he spoke, the originally weird and bland melody became rapid in an instant, giving people an extremely depressed sense of suffocation, even if it was outside the field, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart

"Uh-huh... Uh-huh... There is something wrong with this song..."Bai Lifei clutched his chest tightly, and the sword in his hand was also a little unstable

But for a minute

"Oops, oops..."

The phoenix spirit wings suddenly disappeared at this moment, and Beixun fell heavily from the air more than ten meters high, but fortunately, he landed next to Wan Jian

The sudden interruption of the song laid a hidden danger for Bai Lifei to go all out

Beixun took back the flute, pulled out the sword in his right hand, jumped up, and on the rotating platform, the two started the final fierce battle

At this moment, whether it was under the stage or on the long steps, everyone was extremely shocked and excited, and even the sect master, who was usually not smiling, also said "interesting" at this moment

Stage

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, both sides had little spiritual power left

Suddenly, Bai Lifei stepped into the air and fell off the spinning table

Looking at each other, it seems that they are going to go all out again

"It's time to finish!" The two said at the same time

mesa

The surrounding aura converged and condensed a cyan stamen in an instant, and then attached it to the green sword

"Qing Yan Sword Technique - Fourth Style!"

Bai Lifei jumped up in an instant

meanwhile

Turntable

Beixun's body was wrapped in a surging red aura, and then the crimson aura wrapped the sword body, faintly making a state of wanting to converge into something

"Feng Ling Jue - First Style!"

Beixun attacked in a hurry

Between the sword light and flint, the majestic spiritual power instantly wrapped the two of them, only to hear the sound of 'bang~', the spiritual power overflowed, and the two of them were instantly bounced, and the spiritual barrier was stretched to pieces, and the spectators near the audience were also affected

Ning Ren was unexpected, Beixun was still standing on the revolving platform, and he did not fall to the ground, and Bai Lifei, when he was bounced away by spiritual power, the Qingyan sword slid down, and he fell heavily on the table, rolled a few times, and collapsed to the ground

"Ten, nine... Five... Three..."The chief referee counted the words one by one, and maybe before they counted to one, they were still hoping that the long-awaited boy would stand up

But until he finished counting, he had no intention of standing up

Just looked at Beixun and chuckled

"What a madman"

"You too," Beixun also smiled and replied

"The game is over, Feng Beixun, win!" The referee shouted

Beixun who heard this sentence was relieved, his body was already full of holes, and after experiencing this heavy blow, his spiritual power was exhausted

The boy clutched his right hand, dragging his body, which was extremely weak, and staggered on the turntable, obviously he wanted to come down

"Ahem..."

The excessive release of spiritual power instantly hit his spiritual acupoint, a tearing pain that pierced his heart, Ning coughed up bright red blood in his mouth, and in mid-air, it seemed that an extremely gorgeous flower was about to bloom

He clutched tighter, his eyes half-open, and staggered to the edge of the turntable

I don't think I have any strength anymore

He fell off the turntable, at first face down, gradually, flipped in a circle, and Wan Jian, in mid-air, detached from his right hand

I heard a crisp sound and fell to the ground

"Beixun!" Qiao Yi shouted as he used his spiritual power to make a shield to cushion Beixun's landing

"Brother!" Suzuzome shouted

"Xiaoxun" Xingshi, Qing Lian shouted

Everyone was disgusted

When the three of them ran to a distance of one meter from Beixun, a powerful spiritual force suddenly bounced them away

"Sect Master!" Everyone shouted in unison and saluted

I saw Ye Yijue glance at Beixun, and before everyone could react, he picked him up and took a step back

"Sect Master, what are you doing here?" Then Mu Feng asked

"My apprentice, naturally, wants to return to Xifeng with me." The sect master said lightly

then looked at Bai Lifei and said, "Take him, Qiao Yi"

"Huh? Oooh! Okay," Qiao Yi picked up Bai Lifei and left with Ye Yifei

In the sword of the two, the sect master transmitted another voice through the air, saying, "The closing ceremony will be held in five days"

"What! Five days! Didn't the previous editions all last three days after the race? Some said

When the stadium was in a vacuum, there were only a few people who didn't believe the facts and were surprised by the result

"Senior brother seems to be quite satisfied with this little apprentice," Ye Yichi teased

"Hmph"

Lord Mu Feng snorted and left

On the Peak of Extinction

"Absolutely!"

"Go to the Secret Room"

"Huh? Good! ”

"Sect Master, what is this?" Gu Shen asked

"Go to the main hall and fetch two fruit," said the sect master

"Yes," Gu Shen replied

"Put them in the Spirit Spring," said the Sect Master

"Hmm," Qiao Yi replied

"Absolutely, they"

The sect master didn't speak, just let Qiao Yi watch while he was there to heal the two of them

"Absolutely, you would..."

"I'm fine, don't worry!" The sect master turned his head and said softly

Qiao Yi was still not at ease, so he walked out of the secret room

Halfway, I met Gu Shen

"Little Shenzi, pay attention to the next absolute"

"Daoist Qiao, I know, where are you going?"

"Go... Just go around, you go first, those two little cubs can't wait," Qiao Yi said

On the green peak

"Little pool! Small pool! Qiao Yi shouted

"Qiao Yi, why are you here? Didn't you go back to Xifeng with my senior brother? Ye Yichi asked

"Green Healing Pill"

"In such a hurry? It's really, wait for me," Ye Yichi said

"Hurry up," Qiao Yi said a little anxiously

A few minutes later

"Na, it's all in this bottle, exactly three," Ye Yichi said

So, Qiao Yi took the bottle and left quickly

"Ai, don't say thank you," Ye Yichi teased

"I'll invite you to eat spring cakes another day!" Qiao Yi transmitted the voice through the air

"This kid... Senior brother, you are really an elm head..."Ye Yichi said as he left the main hall

meanwhile

"Sect Master, I'm fine," Gu Shen said

So, Gu Shen sprinkled the ground Fuqi fruit powder on Beixun and Bai Lifei's wounds, while the sect master continued to use spiritual power to help them absorb it

A few minutes later

"Ahem..."

"Sect Master!"

"No problem!" The suzerain said

…

"Absolutely!" Qiao Yi shouted

"Little Shenzi"

So, Qiao Yi and Gu Shen helped the sect master to the stone bench

"Eat it quickly," Qiao Yi said as he poured out the Qingyan Healing Pill

"To the pool?" The Sect Master asked

"What he lost to me, eat it quickly, adjust it," Qiao Yi said

"Good"

…

"They..."Qiao Yi pointed to Beixun and said

"Let them live in the two small courtyards in the west, Gu Shen," said the sect master

"Yes, Sect Master" Gu Shen replied

…

There were only the sect master and Qiao Yi left in the secret room

"Absolutely, you brought both of them back, do you want to take them as apprentices?" Qiao Yi asked

"But it stands to reason that Beixun won, aren't you afraid..."Qiao Yi laughed as he spoke

"It's not bad to leave that kid, one is fanatical and the other is cold, but they can complement each other," Qiao Yi said again

"It's just too serious, making yourself like that..."Qiao Yi said a little helplessly

"Why can't you," Ye Yijie thought to himself

…

"Absolutely, thank you!" Qiao Yi looked at him and said affectionately