Lyra and Flame only fought once, and as soon as Flame came up, he summoned his own Fire Flying Sword and attacked Lyra. Lyra just stood there calmly, the hat on his head was not removed, his hands danced gracefully like butterflies wearing flowers, and circles of yellow ripples fluttered out, in this seemingly weak mana, the flaming flying sword was as if it had encountered ice and snow, and the burning sensation disappeared in an instant. Lyra's body moved forward like a dream, and a fluttering palm was imprinted on the flaming chest. Flame was still in a state of stupor until he was knocked out of the arena, and he couldn't understand why Lyra had restrained his explosive flying sword without using any magic weapon. From the beginning to the end, the game only lasted more than ten seconds. Despite Lyra's obvious mercy, Blaze couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The three elders on the stage seemed to be surprised, and the three of them talked a few words, and the Buddha-figure of the Brahmanthus Heart Sect in the center said, "The first competition Tianqin won. The audience suddenly cheered, obviously the disciples of Qianhui Valley were excitedly cheering for Tianqin. Lyra bowed slightly to the three Elders before falling to the place where they had stood before taking the stage. In fact, Huo Liben was not so weak, he was able to represent Wuzhao Immortal in this rookie competition, he was also an elite in the Fire Sect, but Tianqin was too easy to defuse his flying sword's attack, so that he reacted a little slower in surprise, so he was knocked off the stage so quickly.

Tan Shaobai beat a drum in his heart, and the strength shown by Tianqin greatly reduced his original confidence, especially when Tianqin didn't even use magic weapons in this game. With her current cultivation, if she uses the Nine Immortal Qin, will she be able to resist it?

"The second game. Qingyun Sect Dao Yu, it is easy to ask the heavens. The participating disciples took the stage. A dashing figure hovered slightly in the air, floating on the stage, this person was long and jade, and a silver samurai suit set off his tall figure and handsome face, which immediately caused the full moon flow and the disciples of the Tianliu in the audience to applaud. Some of the female disciples of the Full Moon Stream actually shouted Yi Fengxing's name, and their excitement was undoubtedly revealed, where was there still a little bit of the appearance of a cultivator. The shouts of "Autumn Wind Gold Killing Heavenly Gun" were almost heard throughout the audience. Yi Fengxing is one of the most outstanding disciples of Wen Tianliu, not only has an excellent appearance, but also has a profound cultivation, with more than 900 years of cultivation, he has reached the realm of the early stage of burden. He was praised as a genius by the Heavenly Stream Sect Master.

"Dao Yu, Dao Yu of the Qingyun Sect came to power. The elders on the overseer shouted again. Tan Shaobai got the name of Dao Yu not long ago, and it was only when the Elder Jian Sai shouted for the third time that he reflected it. Hurriedly made a tiger jump and jumped into the ring. Due to the haste of the matter, his appearance on the stage was simply incomparable with Yi Fengxing's heaven and earth, and there were few disciples of the Lianyun Sect in the audience, and the disciples of the three sects of Wuzhao Immortal, Wentianliu, and Yuanyueliu suddenly burst into laughter. The ridicule kept ringing out. Tan Shaobai was already a little nervous, and he felt even more trembling in this situation. Standing opposite Yi Fengxing, both in terms of figure and appearance, he was completely compared. Yi Fengxing smiled and said, "This Qingyun Sect junior disciple doesn't need to be nervous, I will definitely show mercy to my subordinates." The silver light flashed in his hand, and a brilliant silver spear suddenly fell into his hand. With a wave of his hand, he forced people to break out of the air and whining business. Looking at the other party's confident appearance, Tan Shaobai suddenly hit him angrily, and said in a weird manner: "Senior brother, don't be merciful, I'm afraid you are not my opponent." With a decisive spell, the Seven Cultivation Swords burst out of the air, bringing up a cyan light like a mist, quietly levitating in front of Tan Shaobai. Seeing this flying sword, Tianqin in the audience was obviously shocked, and the Qingling Stone on the Seven Cultivation Sword finally made her recognize Tan Shaobai's identity. Gently lifted the hat, revealing the snow-white skin on the delicate face, and the smart eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

Yi Fengxing couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard Tan Shaobai's words, anger flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and he said confidently: "Since this is the case, then let's see the real chapter under our hands." Please. ”

Tan Shaobai didn't care about any etiquette, under the traction of the law, the seven cultivation swords shone brightly, and Tan Shaobai muttered: "Ten thousand swords are pulled, destroy demons and eliminate demons." Thousands of sword shadows instantly enveloped the entire competition stage like an explosion, and with the support of Tan Shaobai's powerful mana, they overwhelmingly headed towards Yi Fengxing. It was the Qingyun Sect that had learned the Ten Thousand Swords.

The audience became silent, and they were greatly surprised by the Dao decree used by Tan Shaobai, no one expected that this inconspicuous-looking Qingyun Sect disciple would be able to use such a large-area attack spell.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yi Fengxing's eyes, but he didn't panic, a faint silver light mask emanated from his chest, and the silver spear in his hand shook, still holding it in his hand, and a ball of fine spear flowers floated out, protecting his body tightly.

This was the first time Tan Shaobai had used the Ten Thousand Sword Duel, and the golden energy in his body was circulating rapidly, and under Tan Shaobai's deliberate control, only part of the mana was input into the Seven Cultivation Swords. This golden energy was named divine power by Tan Shaobai. In his mind, the so-called immortals, immortals, gods are before immortals, and his mana is neither cultivating the true Dao nor Buddha's energy, so he gave this name.

The ban on the competition table was launched, and although Wan Jianduel's attack was not weak, Yi Fengxing's defense was extremely tight, and he easily defused one attack after another.

A sinister smile appeared on Tan Shaobai's face, and as soon as his body turned, a cloud of white mist flew out of his arms and rushed towards Yi Fengxing. Yi Fengxing paused slightly, and in an instant a smile appeared on his face, although he could see that this was a magic weapon for attacking the surname, but this magic weapon was obviously not very powerful. Taking advantage of the moment when the power of the Ten Thousand Swords disappeared, a silver shield appeared in his hand.

"Roar-" The dragon's groan sounded, and the white mist released by Tan Shaobai transformed into a dragon shape in the air, and it collided with Yi Fengxing's silver shield with teeth and claws, which was the phantom dragon. Although the Phantom Dragon's attack is not very strong, if it directly attacks himself, Yi Fengxing will still be injured, in order not to damage his heroic image, he has to wave the silver shield in his hand again and again to resist the Phantom Dragon's attack. During this period, Tan Shaobai released two more Ten Thousand Sword Duels, but that silver shield was obviously a good magic weapon, whether it was Ten Thousand Swords Duel or Phantom Dragon, it could not cross the thunder pool one step.

Suddenly, just as Tan Shaobai leisurely watched his ten thousand swords duel attack the enemy, Yi Fengxing shouted angrily, the silver shield suddenly disappeared, and the surging mana suddenly exploded, and he rushed into the ten thousand swords duel with a gun, and the phantom dragon's body was penetrated by the silver light, and suddenly the mana disappeared and returned to Tan Shaobai's arms. Under the protection of the surging silver mana, Yi Fengxing was not afraid of the attack of the Ten Thousand Swords, and attacked Tan Shaobai's body like a whirlwind. Tan Shaobai didn't panic, he knew that for the sake of the immortal weapon rewarded by the competition, he had to win. The smile on his face was gone. Under the strong wind, his long black hair kept fluttering, and his hands were pinched, and a ball of blue-blue light condensed and formed, concentrated between his chest and abdomen. His body stood on the platform, as solid as a mountain.

"Take the wind as the guide, and the earthquake as the end. Tianxin Dao method, shaking yin and reaping yang. Break. A one-foot-diameter cyan ball of light flew out, meeting Yi Fengxing's attack like an entity. Tan Shaobai's hands changed continuously. The eyes suddenly turned one red and one blue, the red light of the left eye and the blue light of the right eye flickered continuously, and a faint light emitted from the center of the eyebrows, constantly injecting mana into the energy ball with the Heavenly Heart Determination Method. The so-called left eye is said, the right eye is the moon, and the moon is combined in the center of the eyebrows, which is the heart of heaven. If there is a master of the Qingyun Sect, he will immediately recognize that Tan Shaobai has obtained the true essence of the Heavenly Heart Determination. In fact, he was just converting the divine power in his body into mana according to the Heavenly Heart Determination cultivation method.

Yi Fengxing's eyes suddenly lit up with a strange light, and he rushed in the same situation, and the space he flew over, the air was slightly distorted, and it was obvious that the mana had been raised to the limit.

Tan Shaobai looked at Yi Fengxing coldly, he clearly knew that his mana was obviously above the other party, and the energy ball condensed by the Heavenly Heart Determination could definitely defuse Yi Fengxing's attack, in order not to expose his strength too early, he did not attack with all his strength, nor did he use his powerful magic weapons.

The silver whirlwind was about to come into contact with the energy ball floating in front of Tan Shaobai, and at this moment, a bright red light suddenly appeared from the whirlwind that Yi Fengxing had transformed, and in the shouts of surprise from everyone, the blue energy ball that Tan Shaobai had conjured up was split in two, and the silver whirlwind completely swallowed his body. With a loud bang, Tan Shaobai's whole body flashed with blue light, and in the crisis, the Heavenly Immortal Clothes played its due role. However, due to no preparation, Tan Shaobai's body was shocked and flew upside down under the huge momentum, and Yi Fengxing's huge mana frantically eroded the meridians in his body. couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and when Tan Shaobai stood still, he found that he had fallen outside the stage. He froze, completely froze.

Yi Fengxing floated down on the edge of the stage, his face showed a hint of pride, the silver gun in his hand was raised high, and the No. 3 platform was suddenly drowned out by cheers.

"I lost, did I lose like this?" Tan Shaobai stood there dumbfounded, the mana that invaded his body had been completely dissolved by the Heavenly Immortal Clothes and the Anti-Heaven Mirror under the natural urging of the power of God, but he knew that he still lost, completely lost. Lose on your own carelessness.

"In the second competition, Wentianliu Yi won the game. The third competition was contested by ......" Tan Shaobai only felt that there was a blur around him, and his heart was full of depressed feelings. The first game, this is just the first game! And I lost like that. Compared to Lyra's easy victory, what is it to yourself?

A warm energy flowed into Tan Shaobai's body, he subconsciously looked back, and saw Hongji standing quietly beside him, he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of concern.

Tan Shaobai muttered, "I'm defeated." Hongji patted him on the shoulder, "This is just the beginning, be careful tomorrow, I believe that the final victory will be yours." ”

Tan Shaobai sighed lightly, glanced at Tianqin who was looking at him not far away, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back." No longer watching the rest of the game, in loneliness and depression, he left the playing field with Hiroji. Yi Fengxing had already gotten out of the ring proudly surrounded by many of his peers, he didn't even look at Tan Shaobai, he was full of a victor's attitude.

The competition lasted all morning, and the first day of the round-robin competition ended like this, and all of the six participating disciples of Lianyun Sect won except for Tan Shaobai.

Night falls. Tan Shaobai stood alone on a rock on the mountain behind the main peak of Xianzhao, staring at the mist that seemed to be close in front of him, and his heart was blank. The defeat in today's match hit him hard. The game that could have been won ended in failure, he didn't complain that Yi Fengxing suddenly used a powerful immortal weapon, he only blamed himself for his carelessness and self-satisfaction. Hongji wanted to come out with him, but he refused. He just wants to be alone now. Standing on the rock, he didn't think of anything, letting the humid air lap against his body.

"Hum. A beautiful voice sounded, waking Tan Shaobai from his stupor, he suddenly looked back and found a yellow figure not far behind him.

Tianqin's hat had long since been removed, and her slender and soft hands held the amber Nine Immortals, the outermost red strings vibrating gently, and it was obvious that the sound came from this.

Tan Shaobai said indifferently: "If you are here to laugh at me, you can leave." If you're here to have mercy on me, I don't need to. ”

Tianqin moved the lotus step lightly, slowly walked to Tan Shaobai's side, a faint smile appeared on her face, and a soft voice sounded, "Do you want to listen to my song?"

Tan Shaobai's body shook, and there was a strange light in his eyes, he just looked at Tianqin like that, and Tianqin only looked back at him faintly. After a while, Tan Shaobai sighed lightly, shook his head slowly, and said, "No need, thank you." I think I'll hear your music in the next competition. At that time, I hope you don't show mercy. ”

Tianqin smiled slightly and said, "I didn't want to let you either." Are you unwilling to lose today?"

Tan Shaobai shook his head again and said, "No, there's nothing to be unwilling to, if you lose, you lose." But I didn't lose to that Yi Fengxing. I was losing to myself. Lyra, can you see my cultivation?"

Lyra turned her gaze to the dreamlike clouds and said, "No. However, my instincts tell me that you are not that simple. I have a message for you. Do you want to hear it?"

Tan Shaobai looked at Tianqin's side face, feeling her different gentleness from when they met for the first time, and nodded stupidly: "I want to listen." ”