Half a stick of incense passed quickly, and the arena was set up. All eight arenas were removed, and only a large circular arena was formed in the middle. It was also surrounded by a barrier, and this barrier was once again strengthened.
A hundred people were eliminated and only five were left. A few people gave up at the beginning, and the remaining people were scattered around the ring in twos and threes.
"Can't wait? Let's start now!" Yuan Liu stopped talking. He also wanted to witness the brilliance of this young disciple. After saying that, he quickly left the middle of the ring and lit a stick of incense.
Lin Su, Qian Xue and Yang Sui naturally formed a small triangle. As Lin Su expected, Liuyinfang and others were almost standing together, especially Fanyin Cave and Penglai Mountain. It seemed that the unlucky ones might be the first ones. Most of them were disciples of the Qingxuan Sect. Only Zang Xuefeng was grouped together in the Qingxuan Sect, and the others were too scattered.
The first few moments of the competition seemed relatively quiet, because no one dared to take action first, and everyone was looking around vigilantly, with serious expressions on their faces dripping with sweat.
However, this situation did not last long. The first one to take action was Liuyinfang. Six instruments were played at the same time, and the arena was suddenly filled with sultry sounds.
Lin Su and the other three were well prepared and all put on earplugs. However, the others were not so lucky. Most of the disciples blocked their ears and were dizzy. They even dropped the weapons in their hands on the ground, and some rushed directly to the audience. , and some even dance wildly with swords.
There were only about ten people who could stand on the stage. This move was quite effective. In less than a few cups of tea, only about twenty people could barely stand.
"Are you okay?" Lin Su felt that the energy in his body was rushing around, but it was nothing serious.
"Wow!" Yang Sui spit it out, leaving leftovers all over the floor.
"It's okay!" Qianxue said softly, steadying her breathing.
Immediately afterwards, Fanyindong and others all took action, and then the people from Penglai Mountain dispersed their attacks. A big melee began, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly.
"What should I do?" Yang Sui's hands were shaking a little!
"Spread the attack?" The situation on the stage was beyond expectations. Qianxue was also a little nervous. She had no problem protecting herself.
"Senior Brother Yang, it's up to you," Lin Su pushed him gently.
"F*ck!" The two said and rushed out, leaving only Yang Sui standing there stunned.
Lin Su held the Burning Divine Whip in his right hand and a newly borrowed sword in his left hand. The quality was not very good, but it was barely enough.
The two of them were like tigers in a flock of sheep, attacking everyone they saw, and there was no way to tell whether they were Qingxuanmen disciples or not.
The stick of incense had not been half burned, but there were only fifteen people left. This speed also surprised everyone on the viewing platform.
There were four people each from Liuyinfang, Fanyin Cave and Penglai Mountain, and the remaining three were Lin Su. At this time, the four parties retreated in four directions, all scanning each other and choosing their next opponent.
On the viewing platform, the general leader's face was not very good, because the current situation was not good for Qingxuanmen, and the probability of losing was still a bit high. Only five people could be left out of fifteen people, and Qingxuanmen at least Take two.
The people in the audience were also nervous, cheering for their own sect, but Qingxuanmen was the home court, so the volume was naturally the loudest.
"It seems I'm dying, you two don't have to worry about me," Yang Sui is not stupid. He also knows the current situation. It's not that he is too weak, but that his opponent is too strong.
"As I said, try not to leave you behind," Lin Su shook the green sword.
"No, it's good to have made it this far. After all, it's among the top fifteen!"
"Why does it sound like he is leaving a last message?" Qianxue also teased, and Lin Su chuckled.
Just as Yang Sui feared, the other three factions came towards them one after another, obviously wanting to kill the weak ones first.
Accompanied by the sound of strings, the afterimages of Penglai Mountain disciples, and the overwhelming momentum of Fanyin Cave, Lin Su was extremely excited. Fighting one against ten thousand was the essence of an arrogant immortal cultivator.
"Come on!" Lin Su yelled, and frantically injected vitality into the Burning Divine Whip with his right hand, causing obvious fluctuations in the surrounding enchantment.
"Inject your vitality into the Burning Divine Whip, and you will be the most beautiful kid in the entire ring. If you believe in Master Gou, you will win!" Master Gou's roar came from the jade pot, and only Lin Su could hear it.
"Whoops!" Seeing that the three parties were already attacking, Lin Su waved his right hand, and the Burning Divine Whip rose up in response, hitting a Penglai Mountain disciple in the lower abdomen. The latter barely blocked it with his hands, but he underestimated the Burning Divine Whip. With the power of the whip, the whole person flew upside down like a maple leaf in a strong wind, and hit the viewing platform, where he was caught by the leader of Penglai Mountain.
"This whip is interesting!" Fan Ji became a little interested.
"This is not necessarily a problem with the whip. As long as the magic weapon is not much different, its power will be different in the hands of different people," Yang Long expressed his opinion.
Lin Su's sudden outburst directly frightened everyone who was attacking. Fan Ren narrowed his eyes and paused temporarily. Others in Fanyin Cave also stopped forcibly and looked at each other. It was obvious that they were going to adopt the second plan.
Liuyinfang also secretly complained when they saw this. Fanyindong, who was good at close combat, actually stopped attacking, so their next target must be Liuyinfang. As they expected, the four people from Fanyindong turned and rushed towards Liuyinfang.
However, the people from Penglai Mountain were obviously at loggerheads with Lin Su, and the remaining three people still rushed towards them quickly, so fast that only their shadows were left.
Three versus three, it wasn't a big problem. Lin Su and the others immediately chose their opponents.
On the viewing platform, the general leader and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they became even more curious about Lin Su.
The people of Penglai Mountain are also good at close combat. They rely on their body shape to attack quickly and catch their opponents off guard. However, this time they underestimated Lin Su and were destined to be in trouble.
When an afterimage approached Lin Su, the latter quickly retracted the Divine Burning Whip, gathered energy in his palm and struck forward.
"Bang!" It was as if the air was roaring. The two palms were touching each other, and their eyes were facing each other. The opponent was a man younger than himself.
Seeing that one move was not enough, the opponent quickly retreated, but Lin Su had no intention of giving up the attack. After three years of chopping wood, his physical strength was better than that of ordinary people. Coupled with the injection of vitality, he was not necessarily worse than his opponent in close combat.
"What?" The Penglai Mountain disciples couldn't believe that Lin Su's figure had actually caught up with them.
"Get out!" Lin Su grabbed his hands forward and threw the opponent directly out of the field with a wave of his hand. Unfortunately, he threw the opponent to the viewing platform again. The Penglai Mountain disciple caught it again, and the latter frowned slightly. , why does this guy always throw away his junior brother?
Seeing Lin Su's victory, Qianxue, who was still fighting with another person, was a little anxious. She couldn't hold back, but this opponent was even more difficult to deal with.
On the other side, Yang Sui was constantly being beaten, but he kept catching the opponent's attacks, swaying unsteadily at the edge of the barrier, as if he was about to be eliminated, which also caused the opponent to speed up his attack.
Fanyindong and Liuyinfang also lost two people each. The remaining four people fought more fiercely, but it seemed that Fanyindong had a greater chance of winning.
"It seems the outcome is about to be decided!" Yuan Liu said lightly.
Lin Su glanced at it and went to help Yang Sui first, and then the three of them fought off the other one together.
When the disciples of Penglai Mountain saw Lin Su charging towards him, they seemed to have used all their strength to attack Yang Sui with violent fists. Half of the latter's feet were already outside the barrier.
This surprised Lin Su. He actually exposed his back to him. Didn't he plan to win? He didn't care at the moment, and moved towards him quickly, avoiding his vital point with a punch, and hit the opponent's back.
The Penglai Mountain disciple knew that he had little chance of winning, and just wanted to fight off one person. However, he did not expect Lin Su to react so quickly. After the punch, his body moved forward, and he received another punch from Yang Sui; but Lin Su did not He wanted to kill him, so he grabbed the opponent and threw him off the stage, but this time no one picked him up!
"Damn it, you scared me to death!" Yang Sui was sweating profusely and fell to the ground. His hands were trembling slightly and he couldn't even hold the sword steadily.
Lin Su did not stop. Qianxue was slightly exhausted at this time. In addition to being fast, the disciples of Penglai Mountain also had surprisingly abundant physical strength, being able to maintain high-speed movement for such a long time.
Perhaps seeing that he was the only one left on the stage, the Penglai Mountain disciple was very anxious. He no longer attacked at the moment, but prepared to retreat to preserve his strength, as long as he could enter the top five.
But Lin Su didn't think so, because the four people from Liuyinfang and Fanyindong were about to decide the winner. If things were done there, they would concentrate on dealing with him.
Lin Su and Qian Xue looked at each other and attacked each other simultaneously, one at a time cutting off the latter's retreat.
"Three Pure Secrets!" Seeing the Penglai Mountain disciples killing Yang Sui, Qianxue raised the edge of her sword, and a more powerful aura spread out.
When the last disciple of Penglai Mountain was injured by Qianxue's sword energy and staggered down the stage, everyone knew that the outcome was decided, because only Meiji and Fanren were left in Liuyinfang and Fanyin Cave on the other side.
The top five were clearly revealed. Everyone in the audience stood up and cheered; especially the Qingxuan Sect disciples, because three of the five were Qingxuan Sect disciples. The more depressing one was Penglai Mountain. I made some soy sauce again.
"Concession, concession, concession..." The headmaster raised his hands and smiled politely to both sides.
"Alas!" The leader of Penglai Mountain sighed.
"Now I announce that the top five in this Immortal Sect Competition are Qianxue, Yang Sui, Lin Su of Qingxuan Sect, Sister Ji of Liuyinfang and Fanren of Fanyindong!" Senior Brother Yuanliu stood still on the stage, deep in thought. He took a breath and shouted loudly.
