When the heavy white fog dissipated.
call--
Jin Gai was blasted out of the martial arts arena and turned into a black shadow, crossing the sky and crossing a long semicircle.
After he hit the ground with a crash, the ground had already sunk into a deep pit.
Bursts of dust were kicked up all around, forming billowing dust smoke.
Dust covered Jin Gai's body, but blood continued to overflow from his body, and soon he was stained red.
He was in such a state of disarray that he could not get up, and could only lie limply on the ground like a pile of mud.
If it weren't for the weak breathing rising and falling in his chest, everyone outside the venue would have thought that Jin Gai had also been killed by Shi Yao.
"hiss--"
After seeing Jin Gai's miserable condition, the monks in the audience couldn't help but gasp.
Yu Nian's face darkened, and before the Hongchen Pavilion Master could make any move, she had already reached forward to explore.
A ray of white light flashed out from her hand, and in an instant, it passed through the mountains and came to Jin Gai.
Then the white light flashed again, bringing Jin Gai out of the small world of Chongluan.
Yu Nian moved quickly, and the Hongchen Pavilion Master did not stop him.
After all, Jin Gai had been defeated and should have been sent out.
It was only then that the monks in the audience began to exclaim in low voices:
"Wei Wei Zhenzun of Wanyan Sect actually won again!"
"Yes, and I won so much..."
"Does Zhenzun Weiwei still have the strength to deal with Zhenzun Si Qiu?"
"Wei Wei Zhenzun has played three games in a row, and the consumption must be very high..."
Amidst the buzzing noise outside, there was silence in the small community of Chongluan.
Si Qiu, who was still sitting cross-legged and meditating in the small circle of Chongluan, withdrew his eyes in shock, and suddenly turned his head to look at Shi Yao, who was still in the martial arts arena.
At this moment, Shi Yao happened to have turned her eyes to Si Qiu.
Her eyes were solemn, and the expression on her face was difficult to discern.
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, half-smiling, "It's your turn."
But isn't it Si Qiu's turn?
The third round of martial arts competition has ended, and next is the fourth round of competition. It is Si Qiu's turn and Shi Yao's final battle.
However, among the three gods who fought against Shi Yao, Sha Qi hurriedly gave up in the competition, Yin Xiao didn't even see his body, and Jin Gai was seriously injured.
It stands to reason that after three fights, Shi Yao should not have much energy left.
Si Qiu stood up and stared at Shi Yao.
At this moment, thinking rationally, Si Qiu felt that if he went in to fight Shi Yao, he would most likely seriously injure or even kill Shi Yao.
But for some reason, at this moment, Shi Yao's expression, posture, aura... made Si Qiu feel that Shi Yao had suddenly changed.
Si Qiu vaguely felt that Shi Yao was very dangerous at this moment, so she did not dare to act rashly again.
So when he heard Shi Yao's words "It's your turn" - Si Qiu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Si Qiu took a deep breath and laughed "ha-".
She put her palms together and made a "pop!" sound.
During the two rounds of applause, Si Qiu said with a smile: "Three fellow Taoists in succession were defeated by fellow Taoist Wei Wei. It's really admirable."
Hearing this, Shi Yao directly took the long sword back into his body, "So you don't want to come in and compete with me anymore?"
Si Qiu nodded, "If there is still a chance, I will definitely have a friendly discussion with Wei Jidao."
Without waiting for Shi Yao to respond or not, Si Qiu turned around and flew directly away from the small world in Chongluan, returning to Si Xia who was meditating to heal his injuries.
Si Xia, who had broken an arm, was still doing his exercises without opening his eyes. He only used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice and asked: "She has fought three times in succession, but she still has enough energy left to threaten you?"
Si Qiu's eyes, like those of other monks in the martial arts arena, were focused on Shi Yao, who had just flown out of the small world in Chongluan.
At this time, the morning light was breaking, and a flash of red jumped out like a red carp, and the warm orange light suddenly spread in all directions.
Shi Yao had the light behind him, and the features on his face were hidden in the shadows.
Si Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Shi Yao, and replied with some uncertainty: "There seems to be something wrong with her."
On the other side, the disciples of Wanyan Sect all cheered when they saw Shi Yao flying out of the small world of Chongluan.
"Zhenzun wins!"
"Wei Wei Zhenzun has won!"
"Our Wanyan Sect has won!"
"True respect! True respect! True respect..."
The cheers were mixed with too many emotions, including excitement, disbelief, surprise, and pride that was as glorious as glory... These emotions stirred the hearts of every Wanyan Sect disciple in the field. Let all their thousands of words come together into one sentence:
"True respect! True respect! True respect..."
Compared to the excitement and excitement of the disciples of Wanyan Sect, the faces of the monks from other sects and sects were darkened.
In this competition, each sect not only lost the final victory, but some sects also lost several monks because of it...
If we say that the most angry one right now is naturally the Hidden God Sect, because they lost a Nascent Soul cultivator and a True God Transformation Master.
Yu Chu from the Hidden God Sect looked at Shi Yao who was surrounded by the crowd and opened his mouth, but he still didn't dare to ask what was in his heart.
She is just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and now there is no True God Transformation Master present to continue to support their Hidden God Sect, so she does not dare to make a mistake rashly.
At this time, the master of Hongchen Pavilion flashed and appeared directly in the center of the martial arts field.
She raised her hand and waved, and the heavy screen in the martial arts arena immediately dissipated and was taken into her body.
The Lord of Hongchen Pavilion looked at the people with different expressions in the audience, with a smile in his eyes, and said softly:
"This competition is really exciting and dazzling... From weapon refining, alchemy, to formations and martial arts, it has gone through for more than half a month, and today it is over."
Hongchen Pavilion Master's voice sounded softly, as if ringing in the ears of everyone in the venue, causing everyone to become quiet immediately.
"In the martial arts competition, Wan Yanzong Wei Wei has obtained three winning points, and he is also the one who has obtained the most victory points among the eleven little friends who transform into gods. Therefore, this martial arts competition is won by little friend Wei Wei."
As she spoke, the Hongchen Pavilion Master stretched out her hand, and a jade gourd appeared in her palm.
Inside this jade gourd is a wisp of earth-spirit fire that is about the size of a candle flame and has a faint blue light.
"The prize of this fourth battle will go to my little friend Weiji."
As soon as the Master of the Hongchen Pavilion finished speaking, Shi Yao flashed and quickly came to the front of the Master of the Hongchen Pavilion.
Shi Yao bowed his hands and thanked the Hongchen Pavilion Master before accepting the prize in full view of everyone.
The Hongchen Pavilion Master smiled and nodded, and once again took out the Sumeru Ring, the Sun and Moon Diagram and the Bright Heart Mirror. These three items were the prizes of this competition.
"In the four competitions of weapon refining, alchemy, formation, and martial arts, your Wan Yan Sect won three of them, so the prize will also belong to your Wan Yan Sect."
So Shi Yao bowed his hands in thanks again and accepted the three treasures calmly in front of everyone's eyes.
