As the melee ended, the two of them finally made it to the end, successfully standing among the twenty people.
Yunyue will also be extremely happy. Although they had small frictions in the past, he can still let go in the face of major events.
Soon, Shi Feng will also participate in the melee of the eighth-grade talent competition, and he and Shi Zhongxiu can be considered as taking care of each other.
He had already seen that Shi Feng had thoughts about Shi Zhongxiu, so he appeared and walked out of Shicun, hoping that he would stop pestering her.
In the past, a small mountain village was too closed. If there was mutual admiration in the village, it could be regarded as a close relative.
Now facing the outside world, it is natural that similar things cannot happen.
There was actually a fifth-grade boy in the battle circle, and two sixth-grade boys were not eliminated, which was indeed a big surprise.
Looking at the three people, all the elders smiled with great satisfaction, but it was a pity that their talents were limited.
After the names of the twenty people were recorded by the inner sect deacon, all of them walked out of the battle circle and waited patiently for the start of the eighth-grade talent competition.
Yunyue looked at those young men who were about the same age as him. If he also participated in the battle, he didn't know if he would be able to survive the ninth-grade talent competition.
Although the entire spiritual sea was sealed after the death of his true soul, the current spiritual sea was opened up by himself.
But he believed that it was difficult to measure how high his talent was, but as long as he had a fifth-grade talent, he would definitely be able to compete in the ninth-grade talent competition.
Soon, more than forty boys and girls with eighth-grade talents entered the battle circle one by one.
It was still like a scuffle in several big competitions, everyone huddled together according to each county and city, waiting for the sound to sound.
Yu Zongnan looked at those young men with a smile on his face. They were the pillars of the Sword Controlling Sect.
When he raised his hand, the disciples with eighth-level talents were waiting for him one by one.
When the bell rang, the melee began, with all kinds of strange moves coming out.
Seeing those eighth-grade talented young people fighting, the faces of the twenty people outside the battle circle changed. Once they entered the battle circle, they probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Yunyue looked at the ongoing melee and knew that disciples below level seven would definitely be defeated as long as they entered the battle circle.
"By the way, Senior Brother Guan, I would like to ask you a question. I wonder how many layers of spiritual pillars you have lit up."
When Tang Jinrou heard Yunyue's words, she was also very curious about the talent of the senior brother of the Sword Control Sect.
Yunyue's words made Guan Feiyu very embarrassed. He felt a little embarrassed to say this in front of Tang Jinrou.
Yunyue knew that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Guan, it was me who asked something I shouldn't have asked."
When Yu Linglong heard this, she quickly said: "Your senior brother Guan is amazing. He only missed the tenth level by a hair. If he fights in the future, he will definitely be a strong man in the Holy Spiritual Martial Realm."
From her words, this matter would not cause Yunyue to offend Guan Feiyu.
Tang Jinrou also smiled and said: "As long as Senior Brother Guan practices hard, he will definitely become a strong man in the Holy Spiritual Martial Realm in the future."
Looking at Tang Jinrou's smile, Guan Feiyu was stunned. It was so beautiful.
"Thank you to Junior Sister Tang for your encouragement. I, Guan Feiyu, will definitely advance to the Holy Spiritual Realm. That will be my lifelong goal."
He had no idea in his mind before, but today Tang Jinrou's words seemed to be a shot in the arm for him.
No matter how difficult it is in the future, he must enter the Lingwu Holy Realm, otherwise he will not be worthy of Tang Jinrou.
Hearing Tang Jinrou's words, Yu Linglong also knew that these words were what she wanted, and they could also arouse Senior Brother Guan Feiyu.
"By the way, with Miss Tang's talent, it shouldn't be too difficult to light up the tenth floor spiritual pillar, right?"
After he finished speaking, he began to take out a spiritual treasure, which was square in shape like a ten-story spiritual pagoda.
"Junior Brother Yue, I, this spiritual treasure, can test a person's talent. Why don't you try it too?"
Yunyue immediately shook his head and said: "Forget it, I am a disciple of the outer sect, so I don't want to show my ugliness in front of you. I can't compete with you geniuses."
In fact, Tang Jinrou also wanted to know what Yunyue's talent was, but she killed it as soon as the thought arose.
If he is talented, it may bring disaster to him, and things like the Spirit Sword Sect cannot happen again.
Although Yunyue seems to have low cultivation level, she believes that all these are just appearances. This is her intuition.
"Since Junior Brother Yue doesn't want to try, then Senior Sister won't force it. Knowing is actually a burden, but not knowing is actually not bad."
Disciples with eighth-grade talents were constantly eliminated from the battle circle, and the number of people began to decrease.
The disciples below the seventh level outside the battle circle began to become more and more nervous, and they would soon enter.
Many people looked at the defeated eighth-grade gifted disciples, showing that they were overestimating their capabilities.
"You also want to enter the battle circle. Even if we come out defeated, you will lose even more miserably if you go in. I'm afraid you won't be able to block a few attacks."
They were very angry when they said this, but it was actually the truth. They were unwilling not to give it a try.
Even if they lose, they can at least know the gap between everyone.
As one person was knocked out of the battle circle, twenty people began to be stopped by the deacon. The twenty people outside also knew that it was their time to go.
Shortly after twenty people entered in groups, the bell rang throughout the venue again, and the melee began instantly.
It is true as the twenty or so people who were defeated said, the twenty disciples with eighth-level talents are the ones who should be taken care of the most.
The fifth-grade gifted disciple was the first to be eliminated, followed closely by the three sixth-grade disciples, and the seventh-grade ones were still struggling.
Shi Dingtian and his two men had been struggling to support themselves. They finally reached the end, and saw that there were only about twenty people left.
They were almost pushed to the edge of the battle circle. As long as they could hold on for a while longer, they said they might not be eliminated.
Yunyue looked at Shi Dingtian in the battle circle, and hoped that he could support him until the end. As long as he could remain undefeated in the eighth-grade talent competition, it would also give Shi Cun face.
Shi Dingtian and the other two had no choice but to throw themselves on the ground in front of their attacker, as if they had agreed.
Just when they saw several people being knocked out of the battle circle and only twenty-two people were left in the battle circle, they knew they were in big trouble.
What's going on? Those disciples all rushed towards them, and Shi Dingtian began to look at Shi Zhongxiu asking for help.
As long as she hits one out and finds a way to hold on, she won't be out at all.
Shi Zhongxiu, who also came from Shicun, had to help and fought against the nine people with his own strength.
But in the end, he still failed to save Shi Dingtian, causing him to almost leave the battle circle and step on the battle circle line.
Yunyue was worried about Shi Zhongxiu, who was almost eliminated. It was a good thing to save Shi Dingtian, but he had to do what he could.
