Xu Chunniang saw the meaning of the thin male cultivator's cliché and did not answer. She only nodded slightly, walked to the side, sat down, closed her eyes and rested.
The skinny male cultivator's face suddenly became a little worried. Xu Chunniang's behavior seemed to be that she didn't take him seriously.
She just won a few games by luck. Does she really think of herself as a powerful person?
After a while, during the competition, Xu Chunniang will know how much she weighs.
The thin man took a deep breath and suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.
As Elder Jindan announced the official start, two disciples from one group came out and stepped onto the ring.
"A group of No. 1 Song Wuyue versus No. 2 Ning Ke'er."
Song Wuyue raised his fist towards the other side and said, "Fellow Daoist Ning, please give me some advice."
Ning Keer smiled softly, "Then I'm welcome."
After saying that, she took action first, and when the silver bell rang, she saw thorns growing under Song Wuyue's feet.
Song Wuyue was startled, and quickly drove the flying sword to chop down below him.
But the species of those thorns was unknown. The flying sword slashed through them and only cut off a few of them.
The growth rate of the thorns was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, the gap made by the cut was filled in, and at the same time it was wrapped towards Song Wuyue.
Song Wuyue was immediately in a hurry and fired several fireballs at his feet to prevent himself from being surrounded by large thorns.
However, the situation was very unfavorable to him. Just when he was overwhelmed, Ning Keer's real killer move was about to come.
A thin filament shining with silver light landed on Song Wuyue's neck at some point. The cold and suffocating touch made his scalp numb and his hair stood on end.
It seems that in the next second, his life will be taken away by this undetectable silver filament.
He hurriedly shouted, "I surrender!!"
Ning Ke'er smiled and put away the silver wire and soul-catching bell, said thank you to Song Wuyue, who was surrounded by thorns and covered in bloodstains, and walked off the ring.
Many disciples watching the battle did not see Yinsi clearly at all, and did not even understand why Song Wuyue would admit defeat.
"What's the situation? Although Senior Brother Song is at a disadvantage due to the thorns, he still has the strength to fight. Why did he suddenly admit defeat?"
"There must be some inside story, right? I heard that Senior Sister Ning is good at dancing and looks down upon us disciples with low cultivation level, but she smiles sweetly at the inner disciples."
"It's too dark. How dare they do that? Do they really think we are blind?"
A disciple at the eighth level of Qi training turned back to look at a few people and said angrily.
"You guys are really blind. Didn't you see that Senior Sister Ning's silver thread is tied around Senior Brother Song's neck? If he doesn't admit defeat, he will wait for you to collect his body! How dare you question the fairness of the sect competition? Xing, why don’t you go to Elder Lu and talk about it.”
Several people looked embarrassed. It turned out that they didn't see clearly and were still making assumptions out of thin air.
They immediately didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, shut their mouths tightly, and continued to watch the next fight.
The battle between Ning Keer and Song Wuyue was relatively fast.
In most cases, the battle situation is relatively stalemate, and only when the difference in strength is relatively large can the battle be resolved quickly.
The competition went on in an orderly manner, and soon it was the turn of the tenth group.
"Chen Song, number one in the tenth group, versus Xu Chunniang, number two."
Chen Song was the thin male cultivator from before. He stood up and walked toward the ring, looking calm and confident.
He is still confident that he can get this point.
"It's Senior Brother Chen Song. Senior Brother Chen was in the top fifty in the last competition. Unfortunately, he only got two points. I wonder if he can enter the top ten this time."
"Senior Brother Chen is proficient in the art of talismans and seals. After five years, he must have accumulated a lot of advanced talismans and seals, and he will definitely be able to win easily."
After Xu Chunniang came on stage, many people recognized her and cheered her up.
"Finally, when Senior Sister Xu came on stage, Senior Sister Xu looked calm. I guess it was a sign of confidence."
"That's not necessarily true. It may be that Senior Sister Xu felt that she couldn't win anyway and accepted the fact in advance. After all, being able to enter the top fifty is already very good for a newcomer like Senior Sister Xu."
"Although I am very optimistic about Senior Sister Xu, I don't think she can beat Senior Brother Chen Song. After all, Senior Brother Chen's strength cannot be underestimated."
The discussion among the disciples outside the venue did not reach the ears of the two parties involved.
In order to block external interference factors, in addition to the barrier, a one-way soundproof array was also set up on the ring. They could not hear sounds outside the ring.
Looking at the female cultivator with the same expression in front of him, Chen Song raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Not to mention Xu Chunniang's strength, her character is rare.
It was this time that she failed to enter the top ten in the outer sect competition. As long as she could maintain this character, it would be a matter of time before she became the top ten.
Chen Song felt awe-struck in his heart, it was like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. He must swallow all pride and contempt and go all out.
In an instant, his entire temperament changed and he became calm.
Xu Chunniang noticed Chen Song's change, but her expression remained the same.
For her, there is only one thing in her mind, which is to defeat her opponent. Everything else is beyond her scope of concern.
The foundation-building monk who was in charge of the ruling raised his eyelids and said, "Let's begin."
The two figures in the field moved at the same time. Chen Song patted his storage bag, took out a dozen talismans and attached them to his body. Suddenly, several shield lights appeared on his body.
The disciples in the audience exclaimed, "They are all high-level talismans. Senior Brother Chen is indeed extraordinary. Senior Sister Xu must have spent a lot of effort just to break these talismans."
"One is ebbing and the other is ebbing. If Senior Sister Xu consumes too much spiritual power in order to break these talismans, it will be very detrimental to her in the next battle."
Many people looked at Xu Chunniang, wondering what she would do.
Xu Chunniang smiled slightly when she saw Chen Song's actions.
She also has talismans and seals, and there are many of them.
She took out a lot of talismans from her storage ring and started them all towards Chen Song.
If you can win this battle with talisman seals, then there's nothing wrong with it.
Chen Songtong shrank, never expecting that Xu Chunniang was actually a talisman cultivator like him!
Although the ones she threw were all medium-grade talismans, they could not withstand the large number. The superimposed power of so many medium-grade talismans made the shields on his body absolutely unable to protect him.
Chen Song's expression changed, and finally he gritted his teeth, took out a handful of high-level talismans from his storage bag again, and slapped it hard on his body.
The moment he activated the talisman, the shield light on his body increased by several inches.
At this time, a large number of talismans thrown by Xu Chunniang bombarded his body. For a moment, his whole body seemed to have been opened in a dyeing workshop, with all kinds of gorgeous spells exploding, consuming layer after layer of shield light.
When Chen Song's shield light still had its last two thin layers, these spells completely stopped.
The talisman battle between the two has just begun.
Seeing the two people on the field, scattering talismans and seals as if they were throwing waste paper, all the disciples outside the field took a breath.
"The battle between Fu cultivators is purely a competition for financial resources. It's terrifying. How many spiritual stones will be burned after this battle."
"Seeing these talismans become waste paper, my heart really hurts. These two people gave me all the talismans, and then have a serious showdown."
However, the two people on the field were still fighting each other with a lot of talismans.
Not only were Chen Song's hands shaking, but his heart was also starting to tremble.
He could hardly count how many talismans were consumed in this battle.
