Fuxi Mountain, sect competition.
On the ring, two disciples were fighting fiercely. The light of magic mixed with the excited shouts of the disciples in the audience made this place of pure cultivation lively.
Zhao Yisu arrived late. Dressed in red, he stood out among the disciples in green shirts.
——"Senior Sister Zhao is here!"
——"She is the favorite to win this year's sect competition! She went from beginner level to second level in just two years. Her strength should not be underestimated."
——"Two years?! I heard that a genius with a first-class spiritual root needs to practice for at least five years. Is it possible that Senior Sister Zhao's qualifications are incredible?"
——"Senior Sister Zhao has ordinary qualifications and relies solely on hard work. She is a role model for our generation! Qualifications and talents are hard to find, but if you have the half-heartedness of Senior Sister Zhao, why should you and I not worry about advancing?"
…
Zhao Yisu walked to the stage amidst the discussion and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Two years?
No, it took her a full hundred years to go from the entry level to the second level! !
She looked up and looked ahead, and there was a floating light curtain that only she could see, which read:
[Task Objective] First place in the sect competition (to be completed)
[Task Countdown] 10 minutes and 12 seconds.
A hundred years ago, Zhao Yisu was inexplicably selected by the system and came to this strange continent of immortal cultivation.
The task given to her by the system is to participate in the sect competition and win the first place. The time limit is five years.
If the task fails, the countdown will return to zero, the training progress will return to the starting point, and everything will start again.
In other words, this is an infinite loop of tasks.
If you lose, then you will keep repeating the same five years, like being trapped in The Truman Show, unable to die, and sooner or later you will be driven crazy.
If you want to win...congratulations, you have unlocked hell mode!
This is Fuxi Mountain, the number one sect of cultivating immortals in the mainland!
There are talented geniuses here who are born with spiritual roots of double armor, there are physical geniuses with strong meridians, there are sword-controlling geniuses with pure spiritual consciousness, and there are weapon-refining geniuses who are proficient in magic weapons...
The most terrifying thing is that these wizards are all in the same class as Zhao Yisu and will participate in the sect competition with her.
Yaoshou!
Zhao Yisu originally thought that he was unlucky in the first half of his life, but he finally traveled through time with the system in hand and caught up with the heroine Shuangwen's script.
Who knew that the system was so perverted, that even if it gave her such a difficult task, she wouldn't be given any golden fingers!
Here she is just an unlucky person with a third-level spiritual root, a humble background, a face as pale as a face, and a life as thin as paper.
I’ve seen the system pick at it, but I’ve never seen it done like this.
Zhao Yisu had no choice but to firmly believe that hard work can make up for weakness, and adhering to the belief that "as long as you can't practice to death, practice to death", he started a crazy mode of recruiting fellow students——
Have a meal? No time to eat! I still have diarrhea after eating, so if I have time, I might as well practice!
sleep? No time to sleep! Since we are keeping our eyes closed anyway, why not just meditate until dawn!
Have fun? Have some fun! The thought of failing the mission and having to start from scratch is not a joy at all!
in love? What kind of love is love! In her eyes, all the people from Fuxi Mountain are competitors! It is a stumbling block that prevents you from completing your tasks and leaving the system! I wish I could get rid of them all quickly!
…
In short, during this day and night practice, Zhao Yisu failed nineteen times and came to the twentieth mission cycle.
This is also the first time she has reached the finals of a competition.
Over the past hundred years, she has continued to improve her cultivation methods, making progress faster and faster every time, but there is always a limit to human patience.
Even though she was determined, she would have long been tired of doing the same thing over and over again for a hundred years.
"Ding!"
The bell on the ring rang, and someone shouted: "In the fourth game of the finals, Duanyang wins! In the next game, Zhao Yisu faces Duanyang, and the battle to win the championship begins!"
The situation was as expected by Zhao Yisu.
Senior Brother Duanyang is a swordsman who is addicted to practicing swordsmanship. He is extremely talented in spiritual power and has the best fighting skills among his disciples.
Zhao Yisu has studied his tactics many times, but this is the first time for him to face him head-on.
As long as he defeats him, he can say goodbye to this damn cyclical mission completely!
Zhao Yisu calmed down and flew onto the ring.
Senior Brother Duanyang stood opposite and clasped his fists towards her: "Junior Sister Zhao, please give me some advice."
"Brother, take action."
Duanyang was not polite either. He covered his sword with his spiritual power, sensed the sword's intention, and drew out the sword quickly and sharply, making an explosion sound in the air!
The moment the sword tip reached the tip of her nose, Zhao Yisu lowered her back and the sword tip was parallel to her eyes.
She stared at the sword with her bright eyes, as if she could see all of Duanyang's sword intent through the blade. The next moment, he chose the right direction to dodge before Duanyang made his move, and barely avoided Duanyang's second move.
Duanyang looked surprised, and was immediately inspired by her to fight. He drew his sword faster!
It's a pity that his tricks have long been forgotten in Zhao Yisu's mind.
Zhao Yisu was about to turn into an afterimage, and the red clothes were entangled under the long sword. The two of them attacked and defended, creating a smart and beautiful scene. Several uncles sitting at the table showed admiration.
Soon, the tricks reached the second half.
Zhao Yisu glanced at the mission countdown above his head: 0 minutes and 15 seconds.
It's now!
You must get stuck at the end of the mission to defeat Duanyang and win first place!
Even if you die, no matter what!
Zhao Yisu's eyes were firm and he suddenly shouted: "Suffer death!"
She has practiced this tone countless times, trying to convey a strong sense of death and leaving no escape route.
Then she looked coldly and pulled out a magic move.
Duanyang immediately showed an alert look and planned to use his sword to resist.
But what he didn't expect was that instead of throwing the spell at him, Zhao Yisu tapped it between his eyebrows...
"Are you going to blow yourself up?!"
Duanyang's face changed in surprise.
The monk self-destructs, this is a way of killing both of them!
Is Zhao Yisu crazy?
It's just an internal faction competition, is it necessary?
Duanyang made a choice immediately. He began to retreat quickly, getting closer and closer to the edge of the ring.
Zhao Yisu's heart was beating wildly. As long as Duanyang dropped one foot from the ring, she would win!
The self-destruction spell is of course fake.
This style of play is a bit despicable, but as long as you can win, how much is face worth?
Just when Duanyang was about to fall off the ring and the system countdown was gradually returning to zero, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the sky! !
The strong wind was raging, and the mountain guard above the head made a sound of gold, and a crack was split in the blink of an eye!
The huge shock wave knocked all the low-level monks away, and Zhao Yisu fell down to the ring uncontrollably!
what happened? how so!
Obviously she is only a little bit away from success!
She looked towards the sky and saw that the sky in Fuxi Mountain had changed drastically at some point, and another thunder suddenly struck from the clouds! !
The thunder and fire shook the sky and the earth, as if it was going to split the entire Fuxi Mountain into stone powder!
And under the thunder and fire, there is a figure, who is fighting with the thunder!
——"Escape quickly!!"
——"This is the thunder calamity of the ninth-grade overhaul, hurry up and enter the protective formation!!"
Zhao Yisu had no intention of hiding in the protective formation. Anyway, the system countdown was about to reach zero, and she would be sent back to five years ago, and everything would start again.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yisu's face was full of anger, and he pointed at the sky and cursed: "What kind of evil spirit chooses this time to go through the tribulation? He deserves to be struck by lightning!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force suddenly sucked Zhao Yisu into the air!
——"Zhao Yisu! Come back!!"
——"Senior Sister Zhao!!"
Zhao Yisu had no time to react, and was swept up high into the sky by the force, facing a man's face in a thunderstorm.
Hmm, it looks pretty good.
But being handsome is not a reason for you to do whatever you want.
Zhao Yisu was in severe pain all over his body and was bleeding from all his orifices after being struck by lightning. He actually didn't cry or shout, and stretched out his hand quite calmly——
He touched the man's face... harshly.
