At this time, Su Shu was indeed at the end of her strong crossbow, and she looked at the opponent who turned over, and it was the first young man who said that she would not necessarily lose. Named Gu Yue, the sixth layer of Qi training, its strength can be said to be the strongest among the contestants, if it is himself in his heyday, plus the sword qi that he has just comprehended, the chance of winning will be much greater. But at the moment, there is no chance of winning at all.

However, there is no such thing as defeat without a fight in her world.

Stuffed a handful of Hui Qi Pill into his mouth, the originally depleted dantian was instantly nourished by the aura, Su Shu looked at the other party quietly, waiting for the other party to make a move, and did not intend to seize the opportunity.

Gu Yue saw that the other party was waiting for him to draw his sword, and he was not polite, and he waved the sword in his hand to attack Su Shu, the move was very sharp, but the most powerful was not his move, but the sword in his hand.

The long sword in Su Shu's hand was horizontal, and he took the opponent's attack.

"Bang", the two swords collided, stirring up a burst of silver sword flowers, the long sword in her hand was already the same as her mind, she didn't need to look at it at the moment, Su Shu also knew that the long sword in her hand was missing a corner.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the black long sword in Gu Yue's hand. The whole body is pitch black, and only a hint of silver can be faintly seen on the blade, which looks simple and atmospheric, but it makes people unable to distinguish the grade at a glance.

But Su Shu intuitively felt that the grade of this sword was not low, and she also felt that Gu Yue might not have exerted the power of this sword for one-twelfth or two.

At this time, the situation was already very unfavorable for Su Shu, and the aura had only recovered by two percent, which was not enough to condense the sword qi at all. Moreover, she has just comprehended the sword qi, and she is not proficient in using it, and the magic sword in her hand is also missing a corner, if she collides with the opponent's sword again, it will be shattered.

A sword cultivator, if he loses the sword in his hand, how can he continue to fight.

The long sword in Gu Yue's hand swept again, as if he wanted to cut off the opponent's waist.

Su Shu hurriedly dodged to the side, wrapped the long sword with aura, and stabbed towards the other party, his aura was already exhausted, if he took the initiative to attack, he might not let himself lose too ugly.

Looking at the long sword stabbed at him, Gu Yue's body technique flashed, and he easily dodged, and quickly slashed the sword in his hand towards Su Shu, with a very sharp sword momentum.

Su Shu couldn't dodge for a while, so she could only block the long sword in her hand in front of her.

With a "bang", the two swords collided, and the long sword in Su Shu's hand shattered in response, leaving only a piece of the body still in his hand.

Gu Yue's sword momentum was unblocked, and he slashed straight towards Su Shu's face, and its speed was staggering.

Ling Du Zhenjun, who was watching the game in the main hall, frowned, both of them were good seedlings, he didn't want to lose anything, and with a wave of his hand, he was ready to stop this move, but he was blocked back.

Ling Du Zhenjun was furious, summoned the natal spirit sword, and dared to stop me again and destroy it with one sword, but when he saw the person who came, most of the anger was extinguished, he put away the spirit sword, and said to Qinghua Daojun hurriedly:

"Why did Daojun stop me, that child is a good seedling, I really can't bear to see her lose!"

Several other True Monarchs also looked at each other, knowing that Qinghua Daojun was a god-transforming monk who was less than a thousand years old, and he was cultivating ruthless swordsmanship. He is indifferent to everything, and he rarely appears in this disciple collection hall, and he came here today, is it not to accept disciples? I don't know which disciple he is looking at.

Several Yuanying Zhenjun had gossip fire in their eyes, and only the head of the Zhenjun smiled, looking like he was under control.

Qinghua Daojun glanced at Ling Du Zhenjun lightly, and said lightly:

"It's okay!"

He turned his head to look at the scene in the water mirror, Ling Du Zhenjun was too late to make a move at this time, so he had to sigh with regret. But when he saw the scene in the mirror, he nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Haha, this kid, you never know how much potential she has, she deserves to be the apprentice of this seat!"

Hearing this, the head of the sect Zhenjun glanced at him meaningfully, and continued to look at the water mirror without speaking.

Of course, Ling Du Zhenjun didn't notice the meaningful eyes of the head of the sect Zhenjun, but just looked at the apprentice he identified with satisfaction.

Su Shu in the water mirror looked at the black sword slashed towards him with dark eyes, and there was a hint of invisible madness in her dark eyes.

The whole person did not retreat, but advanced, and stabbed the remnant sword in his hand at the black sword at an extremely strange angle. The sharp black blade cut off the remnant sword that was only more than a foot long by an inch again, and the sword momentum was blocked again and again, and there was no power left when it hit Su Shu.

But around this, the skin of Su Shu's left arm was cut open, blood flowed sideways, and even the bones were split.

The pain of the skin and flesh and broken bones did not make Su Shu faint, she just looked at the remnant sword inserted into Gu Yue's heart with bright eyes, and then lowered her eyes to look at the sword peak buried deep in her wound. She knew that there was a faint gap in it, a trace of her painstaking efforts, and she couldn't help but laugh and laugh lowly.

The blood-stained girl giggled, and the somewhat hoarse child's voice didn't sound so good, and it looked a little weird with the blood.

Everyone in the audience only laughed because of the victory, after all, if it was herself, she might be able to look up to the sky and roar!

But only Feng Yu, who had a heart with her, knew what she was laughing at, cheering for the shattered long sword, and cheering for her almost broken self.

After laughing a few times, she looked straight at Gu Yue and said in a hoarse voice:

"You've lost!"

Gu Yue looked at the remnant sword on his chest, but said with a smile:

"Lose to you, don't be wronged!"

Ling Du Zhenjun looked at the seriously injured two, frowned a little distressedly, and directly brought the two people on the test platform into the main hall.

Mu Hibiscus and the others had long been worried, and when Ling Du Zhenjun brought people in, they surrounded them one after another.

It was also at this time that Su Shu breathed a sigh of relief, her body fell to the side as soon as she softened, and Ye Han hurriedly reached out to support her.

Mu Hibiscus looked at Su Shu covered in scars, and wanted to help her but didn't know where to put her hand, and her eyes were even wetter:

"I remember that you used to be terrible and in pain, every time you were bullied, you hid and cried your nose, how can you not be afraid now, but you don't even frown when you are injured. ”

Su Shu was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then remembered that she was talking about the original body, and couldn't help laughing. I was also afraid of pain at first, I was very scared, but then I was beaten too many times, and I became numb.

After lowering her eyes and hiding the look in her eyes, Su Shu raised her eyes to look at Mu Hibiscus and smiled:

"Why doesn't it hurt, I'm hurting now!"

Xia Yuanyuan looked at Su Shu with admiration and said, "You are really amazing!"

Lu Chenxi nodded, with admiration in his eyes. Wang Yanran was very complicated. Ye Han didn't have any ideas, but he felt a little distressed, so he hurriedly took out the little pill and fed it to Su Shu.

Ling Du Zhenjun first fed the pill to Gu Yue, and was about to feed it to Su Shu, but when he saw that she had just taken the pill, he looked at Su Shu and Gu Yue with a satisfied expression:

"You two would like to..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qinghua Daojun standing in front of Su Shu, looked down at her and said:

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Su Shu heard a voice without the slightest emotion, looked up, and saw a man in a white robe.

His face is like beautiful jade, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his dark eyes under his thick and slender eyelashes are indifferent without the slightest wave. There was a thin red lip under the bridge of the tall nose, which added a hint of glamour to the whole cold face like a snow lotus, and Su Shu couldn't help but look at it for a moment.

After a few breaths, Su Shu reacted, she lowered her eyes, calmed down, and then raised her eyes again to look at those emotionless eyes, and said seriously:

"The disciple is willing, please meet the master!"

Hearing her answer, Qinghua Daojun waved his hand lightly and left with Su Shu.

And Ling Du Zhenjun reacted at this time, he looked at the direction of the Ten Peerless Peaks with anger on his face, wanting to seek justice, but the head of the sect Zhenjun said with a smile:

"You can't beat people if you go!"

Ling Du Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, then snorted lightly, and left with Gu Yue.