As Song Yizhi and Guan Kong fought back and forth, more and more people came to watch.
They knew how powerful Buddhism was, but Song Yizhi... Although Song Yizhi and Guan Kong had competed before the three sects' conference, and Song Yizhi had won, Guan Kong had not used all his strength in the competition at that time.
So when they saw Guan Kong and Song Yizhi fighting again, they all subconsciously thought that Guan Kong would win.
But looking at the current situation, Song Yizhi's chances of winning have been increasing. It turns out that Song Yizhi didn't use his full strength.
"Song Yizhi's sword energy is so powerful." Bei Xianyue said, "It can be so powerful through a layer of defensive barrier. I don't dare to think about facing this sword energy directly."
Lu Li looked at Song Yizhi's movement and sword skills, and wanted to compete with her.
"It turns out that the barrier protects us." Wei Ling said.
Bei Xianyue glanced at Wei Ling, "The barrier on the competition stage is indeed to protect the crowd watching below."
"No, what path is Song Yizhi on?"
"Looking at Kuan Kong's appearance, he's going to use all his strength, right?"
"Song Yizhi's sword energy can actually break apart Guan Kong's technique. This..."
"Didn't it mean that Song Yizhi's Dantian was shattered and turned into a useless person? What kind of adventure did she have?"
…
The chattering voices did not affect Song Yizhi and Guan Kong on the stage at all.
Song Yizhi counted the time and felt that it was almost time, so he slashed at Guan Kong with his long sword.
"bump!"
Guan Kong held the staff in front of him with both hands to block. He was forced back to the edge of the competition ring by the strong force. His hands were numb from the shock of the sword.
Song Yizhi didn't give Guan Kong any chance to react. She turned her sword and charged forward with her sword.
In just the blink of an eye, the long sword had already reached him.
Guan Kong, who was at the edge of the competition arena, was already unable to retreat. In full view of everyone, he was swept off the competition arena by Song Yizhi's sword.
Standing under the competition arena, Guan Kong's hand energy staff was shaking with his hands hanging in the monk's robe because of the sword.
"The poor monk is convinced." Guan Kong said.
After hearing the elders on the other side of the competition ring saying that she had won, Song Yizhi jumped off the competition ring. She raised her hand and saluted Guankong, and said gently, "I accept it, fellow Taoist Guankong."
Looking at the gentle and polite Song Yizhi, they felt a huge contrast.
Song Yizhi on and off the stage is simply a completely different person!
He is stronger and more ferocious than Song Yizhi on the stage, but more restrained and gentle than Song Yizhi off the stage.
Guan Kong put his hands together in a salute, "Thank you, fellow Daoist Song, for showing mercy."
The power of that sword once again made him feel Song Yizhi's precise control of power, and at the same time he also felt that Song Yizhi was showing mercy.
If Song Yizhi showed no mercy, he would be in his seventh year in a few days.
? ?
Is Song Yizhi showing mercy again? ?
Guan Kong's words made the onlookers confused, and then they looked at Song Yizhi in shock and confusion.
Song Yizhi ignored those glances. She smiled at Guan Kong, then turned around and went to the drawing place.
Beixianyue and others followed Song Yizhi's footsteps.
Lu Li asked, "How about you compete with us after you finish the second game?"
There are also rigid rules for single-player competitions in the Three Sects Conference. Each person can only play twice a day, one in the morning and one at noon. This is to ensure that the participating disciples are in good condition.
Song Yizhi stopped and looked at the group of people around him, "You all want it?"
"Maybe?" Bei Xianyue said uncertainly.
Wei Ling and Baili Qi shook their heads repeatedly.
Forget it for both of them.
"Except Baili Qi and Shen Zheng, do you want to do this?" Song Yizhi asked.
The group nodded silently.
Song Yizhi took a deep breath, and then said resignedly, "Okay, because of our good relationship, you don't need to hand over the contest tickets."
"What are you doing with this look of death?" Bei Xianyue reached out and hooked Song Yizhi's shoulder, "I'm not asking you to spar with us all in one day."
"It's okay. I'll play quickly in the afternoon game, and I'll play with you again in the remaining time. I'll have enough time." Song Yizhi said.
Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi suspiciously.
Song Yizhi sat there and waited for about an hour before all the promoted Nascent Soul disciples arrived.
After the draw was over, Song Yizhi looked at the names and then went to find his opponent.
After searching around for a long time, Song Yizhi suddenly met a pair of gloomy eyes.
The tall and burly man held a stick in his hand. He stared directly at Song Yizhi, and then broke the stick in his hand with a "click".
Lu Li followed Song Yizhi's gaze and looked over, his expression gloomy.
Song Yizhi's luck... is really bad.
After leaving the lottery, Song Yizhi walked to Wanmo Sect's cafeteria.
On the way, Lu Li said, "Your opponent is from Wanmo Sect and is Elder Bai's direct disciple. Chen Zhi is Bai Qiu's junior brother."
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Does he admire Bai Qiu?"
Lu Li glanced at Song Yizhi in surprise, "Do you know?"
"The autumn wind knows what I mean, what a good name." Song Yizhi said unhurriedly.
This is Sima Zhao's intention and everyone knows it.
After reacting, Lu Li said, "Chen Zhi is more sinister in his attacks. You should be extra careful when competing with him."
Damage?
Song Yizhi curled his lips.
"Are you starting a gambling game?" Song Yizhi smiled relaxedly and happily, seemingly not taking Chen Zhi to heart at all.
Bei Xianyue asked curiously, "What kind of bet?"
"Bet I can knock Chen Zhi off the stage with a few moves." Song Yizhi said with a smile.
Bei Xianyue and others were stunned.
"What?" Wei Ling couldn't keep up with Song Yizhi's thinking.
Bet before the game?
Is it reasonable?
"Bet I can knock Chen Zhi off the stage with a few moves." Song Yizhi said with a bright smile.
Before Baili Qi and the others could speak, a voice interrupted, "Huh, how arrogant!"
A few people looked over and saw a few disciples approaching. Among the group of people was Chen Zhi.
When Wei Ling wanted to speak, Bei Xianyue and Shen Zheng jointly pulled him behind him.
"That's right." Song Yizhi smiled slightly, looking kind and harmless.
Seeing Song Yizhi's lack of temper, one of the men snorted, turned to Chen Zhi and said, "Senior Brother Chen, don't take this kind of person seriously!"
Looking at the group of people walking away, Song Yizhi rolled his eyes, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"I'll make a bet." Feng Yian's gentle voice sounded.
The attention of Beixianyue and others was attracted.
Song Yizhi looked at Feng Yian and said with a smile, "Is there anyone else who wants to bet? I'll be the banker!"
"For the sake of the two sects' faces, I'll bet on two moves, no more!" Wei Ling said.
…
After eating in the cafeteria, Song Yizhi walked towards the competition arena.
When she came over, there was a sea of people on the other side of the ring.
"This is that Song Yizhi. That's Chen Zhi. She's too arrogant."
"That's right, if I lose later, I'm afraid I'll have to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, right?"
"She is just a yellow-haired child, but Chen Zhi is the Nascent Soul Dzogchen."
"That's right, at that age, she is in the early stage of Nascent Soul at most. She is lucky if she can beat Guan Kong. Maybe Guan Kong will be merciful. After all, he is a Buddhist cultivator."
…
Along the way, whispers continued, and all kinds of eyes looked at Song Yizhi, including surprise, ridicule, and contempt.
Song Yizhi walked towards the competition ring calmly.
(End of chapter)
