During the laughter, two people stood on the stage.
The saint's heroic appearance attracted the attention of many people, and she saw Feng Yuyao in the crowd staring nervously at Pei Geli.
Perhaps because he was stimulated by last night, Pei Geli took action much more decisively today than yesterday.
A gleaming white light floated around him, a layer of pure white flame that could purify everything, including the opponent's attacks.
Holy fire, rising and falling.
Pure enough to swallow up all power. Looking at such holy beauty, what you feel is endless fear and emptiness.
It is said that even the soul of a person who has been hit by the floating ashes will be purified, and this is why Pei Geli said he could help Ji Hongxi.
He wanted to use Fushenjin to purify the demonic energy from Ji Hongxi's body.
But this kind of power is too overbearing. In the process, even Ji Hongxi's personality will be purified, and what is left in the end is nothing more than an empty shell.
Pei Geli's opponent is Bai Xuan from the Divine Doctor Valley, who is also the biological sister of the third senior brother Baiyao.
Bai Xuan holds an ordinary bamboo pole in her hand. The green bamboo pole has been broken for a long time, but it still retains its vitality.
The bamboo poles touched the ground, and the bamboo suddenly grew and pulled on the high platform. The slender bamboo leaves exuded a sober breath, and the smell made people feel all over.
Tiny white flowers bloom on the bamboo branches, so small and adorable.
Fragrant and beautiful.
But before the fragrance even touched Pei Geli, it was purified by his own power.
Bai Xuan's strength is not bad, but the other party restrains her somewhat.
After fighting for a while, Bai Xuan simply gave up, and she secured the fifth seat among the five.
"Concession."
Pei Geli cupped his hands, looked at Bai Xuan's indifferent face, and let out a breath.
When he came off the stage, he subconsciously looked for the existence of the brother and sister. When he found the person, he saw the two of them hiding in the corner and whispering, not looking at him at all.
An awkward feeling appeared in Pei Geli's heart.
There were so many cheers for him on the field that he unexpectedly felt noisy.
Putting his palm on his heart, Pei Geli always felt that his sacred heart seemed to be wavering.
Lu Yun never cared about Pei Geli's problem. She was discussing with Ji Hongxi whether to let Baiyao come out of confinement and meet her sister.
It was ultimately rejected.
Because the two of them don't want to die.
As time goes by, the seats gradually become occupied.
Sun Ruxing, who is in the fourth seat of the Peeping Moon Palace, is a boy with a baby face. He smiles when he sees everyone, and his smile is blinding. However, he has a ruthless personality and likes to torture people.
Those who were defeated by him have suffered a brutal blow and will probably doubt themselves for a while.
The third seat is Yao Huai, who has no ambitions. His illusion skills are both real and fake, which makes people convinced of his defeat.
At this moment, what is happening on the stage is the battle between first and second.
Lu Yun was sitting on the periphery, staring at the stage very seriously.
"Aren't you going to draw your sword?"
The two fought together and passed dozens of moves, but no matter how hard Pei Geli forced the other party, Ji Hongxi never drew his sword.
Ji Hongxi is a sword cultivator. Speaking of which, even in the Hidden Sword Sect, not many people have seen Ji Hongxi wield a sword.
"You don't deserve it!"
Ji Hongxi was as arrogant as ever.
With a palm shot, the floating flames swayed, wiping out the power of the palm.
Ji Hongxi was not upset and fought hand to hand with the opponent. The red clothes on his body were burned by the floating embers, and dark holes appeared one by one.
Pei Geli thought of a sentence he caught in his ears when he came on stage. It came from Lu Yun.
She said: "I didn't tell my senior brother about the bet between you and me."
There was no ambiguity in the sentence. What Pei Geli heard was that even if Lu Yun didn't say anything, Ji Hongxi would never use those demonic energies.
What no one knows is that the picture in Pei Geli's eyes is different from that of others.
The world is like a calamity of fire.
Everyone is burning in this pure white calamity fire, burning out different ashes, which are the colors of that person's soul.
Ji Hongxi's ashes were black, and the demonic energy lingering on them was so abrupt in the Tribulation Fire.
The opponent is a demon, but this demon wears chains that trap its fangs, and the opponent is happy with it.
He could see that the other end of the chain was placed in Lu Yun's hand on the stand. The girl's soul was the same color as her clothes.
Green as bamboo, clear as water.
The calamity fire burns, but the proud bones are not bent.
Pei Geli's eyes flickered, and the fire in his eyes disappeared. He put away the floating embers and fought hand to hand with the opponent.
The primitive fighting style makes the spectators more emotional.
In the end, the two of them even removed their spiritual power and fought solely with physical strength, which was incredible to watch.
Lu Yun smiled happily.
Pei Geli was punched in the face, his head was dizzy, he shook his head, stood firm, and hit him again when he saw the opponent.
In fact, he didn't understand why he accompanied the other party to determine the outcome in this way.
"Disciple, you are smart enough to see through the illusions of the world, but you cannot see through people's hearts, let alone emotions."
The master said that he should go out into the world to experience and witness the real earthly world, not the world in books about holy places.
The master said that he has a heart, but it is too empty to hold everything and nothing. He should find something to put in it.
"Tsk, Lord Holy Son still has time to spare, I will not show mercy."
The frivolous voice belonged to Ji Hongxi. Pei Geli felt like he was punched in the abdomen. His body reflexively curled up. One of his eyes was swollen. When he saw the other person, who was also blue and purple, he smiled in an annoying way. s face.
"Lord Holy Son, I am strong enough, so strong that demonic energy is not strength to me, but a burden."
The words condensed into a thread and only entered Pei Geli's ears.
Pei Geli moved his fingers, stood up, and punched Ji Hongxi.
Ji Hongxi wanted to hide, but didn't. He simply took the fist, turned his head, and bit the opponent's wrist.
The movement was like a dog gnawing.
The shameless style of play caused bursts of laughter.
In the midst of that wave, Pei Geli saw a girl who smiled and arched her eyebrows. She was so beautiful that people raised eyebrows.
"Tsk, you brat, don't take advantage of my junior sister."
Seeing the look in Pei Geli's eyes, Ji Hongxi was really angry. A surge of strength surged through his body and he punched Pei Geli again.
This punch successfully knocked the person to the ground. He whistled, pulled his tattered clothes, raised his face with a bruised nose and swollen eyes, and waved to many girls.
"Senior Brother Ji!"
"Mighty, Senior Brother Ji wins!"
No one expected that the first and second place would be decided in this way. After Ji Hongxi enjoyed enough cheers, he pulled Pei Geli up who was still lying on the high platform.
"Haha, there's nothing to be happy about, it's just cheating."
"Who knows what those brothers and sisters did to get first place and get a spot in vain."
The sharp sound should have been drowned in the noise. The strange thing is that someone deliberately amplified the sound and resounded throughout the Doudao Yuan.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned ugly. He looked around trying to find the person who had framed him.
But he didn't find it. All he saw was a face looking over.
The pressure suddenly rose, but he puffed out his chest and sneered: "Why, don't you think so too?"
