Some disciples in the distance saw a little girl standing on the stage. They were a little confused and asked the disciples below the stage.
After learning that Ying'er had such cultivation at such a young age, he couldn't help but feel horrified again, so he stayed in the audience and waited to watch the battle.
Just like that, more and more people were gathering under the Zhenzi stage, and the stage was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. For a while, there were not many other people watching the battle.
Two quarters of an hour passed quickly. Yun Min opened his eyes and stood up from the ground. The fatigue caused by the previous competition had all disappeared, and he seemed to have fully recovered.
Yun Min stood up and looked towards Elder Judgment. After receiving his nod in response, he cupped his hands towards Ying'er and said, "Red Spirit Peak, Yun Min."
Yun Ying also returned the same salute and said: "Purple Thunder Peak, Situ Yunying."
As soon as these words came out, the audience exclaimed again, and someone suddenly said:
"It turns out that this little junior sister is the disciple of the Zi Lei Peak who is full of monsters! It seems that Zi Lei Peak has another little monster!"
While the disciples in the audience were talking about each other, Yun Ying and Yun Min had already set up their postures at the same time. They were several feet apart, with the magic weapon hanging in front of them, emitting a misty brilliance.
The magic weapon Yun Ying sacrificed was naturally the sword "Qingyu" specially refined for her by Gu Qinglin, while Yun Min's magic weapon was a red long sword.
Seeing that Yun Ying was young, Yun Min didn't want to take advantage of him, so he said:
"Junior Sister Situ, take action first!"
Yun Ying was not polite and said:
"Okay, let's see what happens!"
After speaking, he pressed the magic formula in his hand, and saw the sword "Qingyu" in front of him suddenly turned into a blue lightning, and went straight to Yun Min's face.
Seeing the fierceness of the sword, Yun Min shouted, and at the same time urged the sword in front of him to meet the oncoming sword.
A sword and a sword collided with the two magic weapons, and there was a loud "cang" sound, which shocked the ears of the disciple who was too weak to watch the battle, and his vision went black for a while, and he almost fell to the ground.
At the same time as the swords met, Yun Min snorted and took half a step back. He actually suffered a small loss in this first confrontation.
Yun Min had seen that Yun Ying was only 12 or 13 years old. It was already astonishing for her to be able to cultivate the "Dao Xuan Jing" to the fourth level. He expected that even if she entered the threshold of the fourth level, she would not have too deep cultivation. Because, there is some contempt.
Unexpectedly, it was only after this fight that Yun Ying's cultivation level was no worse than his, and he was even knocked back half a step due to his carelessness.
At that moment, Yun Min put away his contempt and did not dare to look down on the petite and cute girl in front of him because of her age.
Everyone in the audience is also a practitioner, so they can naturally see that Yun Min suffered a loss in this first confrontation.
Immediately there was another burst of exclamation, and the girl in front of them who looked as cute as a porcelain doll really shocked them again.
There are those disciples who have been practicing for decades and have not been able to break through to the fourth level. Looking at the girl on the stage who is much younger than them, a trace of shame rises in their hearts. She is really as senior as Yun Ying. It hit them hard.
There are also some young disciples who have just entered the path of spiritual practice. They look at Yun Ying who looks like a proud daughter of heaven on the stage, and their eyes are full of admiration. At this moment, in their hearts, Ying'er is undoubtedly a role model that surpasses everyone.
The few real people on the central high platform looked at the situation on the Zhenzi platform and their eyes widened with shock.
If it weren't for years of cultivation, I'm afraid their performance would be similar to that of other disciples.
"This this…"
Master Xuanhuo was so surprised that he stammered when he spoke:
"Senior Brother Xiao, how on earth did you teach this little girl to become such a little monster in just a few years?"
"That's right, Senior Brother Xiao, I see that there is nothing frivolous about this little girl's true energy. She must not have made a breakthrough recently, right?"
Zeng Xuanhai squinted his eyes and looked at Yun Ying's small and agile figure, and asked.
"Well, it's been a few months."
Completely different from the surprise shown by several others, Xiao Tianxiong still looked careless. When he heard Zeng Xuanhai's question, he just nodded slightly and gave a simple answer.
"Senior Brother Xiao, what kind of treasure is your Purple Thunder Peak? Why are all the disciples of your lineage like monsters?
Back then, the nine of you senior brothers were almost invincible in defeating all the sects. Now you and Junior Brother Gu's disciples are so outstanding. Compared with your Purple Thunder Peak, I want to jump off this Wuji Peak! "
Master Xuanhuo was extremely amazed and said enviously to Xiao Tianxiong.
"Come on, with your cultivation level, even if you really jump from Wuji Peak, you won't be able to kill you. At most, you will be crippled. At that time, we will have to waste the resources in the door to feed you, so don't talk nonsense."
When Zeng Xuanhai heard what Master Xuanhuo said, he immediately choked him. Seeing that he was blowing his beard and staring in anger, he chuckled and said to Xiao Tianxiong:
"Senior Brother Xiao, do you, Zi Lei Peak, have any secrets in cultivation? Can you teach me, and let my disciples who are not making progress learn from you?"
"Haha, okay, as long as you become a disciple of my Purple Thunder Peak, I can consider it."
Xiao Tianxiong raised his eyes and glanced at Zeng Xuanhai, who looked expectant, and said calmly.
Hearing this, the smile on Zeng Xuanhai's face suddenly froze. How could he, the first-generation peak master of Wuyin Peak, be able to become a disciple of the other peaks?
Seeing the two of them deflated, Master Xuanyun chuckled and said:
"Okay, stop making trouble. These are all your disciples. As an elder, you still have to pay attention to your image in the hearts of your disciples."
At this moment, Yun Ying and Yun Min, who were on the table, could not care less about the surprise in the hearts of others. They were already fighting together again.
Yun Ying's figure was like a light leaf, flying up and down in the strong wind, dodging Yun Min's attacks again and again without showing any panic.
And her magic weapon "Qingyu" shuttled quickly across the field, resisting the opponent's sword and launching counterattacks from time to time.
After all, Yunmin had been practicing for many years, and he quickly calmed down after the initial surprise.
Various Taoist spells were displayed in his hands. Although Yun Ying easily dodged them, he did not appear anxious at all and remained very calm. Even if Yun Ying occasionally used magic techniques to attack and counterattack, he was able to calmly resolve them.
For a time, the situation on the field was evenly divided, and neither of them had the upper hand in a short period of time.
As time went by, after nearly half an hour, both of them were a little tired, and their shots were not as neat as they were at the beginning.
Yun Ying's little face was flushed, her breathing was a little heavy, and bursts of white air came out of her mouth and nose.
Yun Min wasn't much better, there were beads of sweat gathering on his forehead and dripping down the tip of his nose.
Suddenly, Yun Ying stopped dodging, and turned around and stepped back several feet. The technique on her hand changed, and the "green feathers" hovering around her suddenly turned into hundreds of long knives, forming a sharp cone towards Yun Min. The figure attacks.
Yun Min saw hundreds of green shadows coming towards him. Although he was frightened, he immediately drew out the magic formula. The long sword flying in front of him also turned into hundreds of red sword shadows, forming an airtight sword curtain. He was able to block the sword formation coming from the lightning.
Seeing that the sword formation was blocked, Yun Min was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard the sound of piercing the air behind him.
He didn't have time to turn around, so he hurriedly dodged to the side, only to see a few wooden thorns grazing his left arm, nailed to the ground not far in front of him, and slowly dissipated.
Then Yunmin felt a slight chill on his left arm. In a blink of an eye, he saw that a few wooden thorns had cut through his robe, exposing his arm.
Looking at the tattered sleeves, Yun Min felt a chill in his heart. If he had been half a minute too late to dodge, those wooden thorns would have pricked him. Although they could not kill him, the feeling of having a few holes in his body would definitely be unpleasant. .
Yun Ying's move also shocked everyone in the audience. They didn't expect that such a lively and cute little girl could have such a sinister and cruel move.
It seemed that she didn't use her full strength in the previous competition, and everyone's eyes suddenly changed when they looked at her.
Yun Ying didn't care what others thought. Seeing that Yun Min had exposed his flaw because of his hasty dodge, how could he let go of such a good opportunity?
He raised his hand and grabbed the long sword in front of him, and in a flash he was in front of Yun Min. When Yun Min reacted, the sword blade was already on his shoulder.
Everyone in the audience exclaimed again. Just when they thought the victory was decided at this moment, and were amazed that Yun Ying, who looked so young, could defeat Yun Min, who had been practicing for much longer than her, something strange happened.
Yun Ying also thought that she would win this competition, and there was a look of pride on her face. She glanced at Yun Min, and then looked in the direction of Bu Xiaotian, hoping to get Bu Xiaotian's praise.
But Yun Min, who had the blade on his shoulder, still had a surprised look on his face. It didn't change at all for a while, and there wasn't even a breath of white air coming out between his mouth and nose, as if he had forgotten to breathe because of surprise.
When Yun Ying looked at Bu Xiaotian, he found that Bu Xiaotian's face showed no sign of joy for her victory. He didn't even look at her, but stared closely at Yun Min's figure.
Many people in the audience suddenly opened their mouths with surprise on their faces. For a moment, the audience was completely silent.
At this moment, she finally noticed something was wrong with Yun Min in front of her. In this moment, Yun Min didn't react at all, not even a slight movement, as if this was not a person at all, but a dead thing.
When she looked at Yun Min again, she saw that Yun Min holding the knife had turned into a tree stump at some point. Where was Yun Min's shadow?
It was too late, but it was so fast. In just an instant, Yun Ying felt a strong wind coming from behind, and immediately dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding this move.
A figure flashed past Yun Ying's shoulder, it was Yun Min who had just disappeared.
He probably didn't want to hurt Yun Ying, so Yun Min didn't use his sword in this move, but only used his left palm to knock Yun Ying off the ring.
Yun Ying did not hesitate, and while dodging away, he waved a palm towards Yun Min who passed by him, sending out a thin palm thunder.
When the lightning struck, Yun Min had not yet landed on the ground and felt movement behind him.
But he was in mid-air, with nowhere to rely on and no way to dodge.
Fortunately, he had been practicing for many years. Even though he was frightened, he did not look back. He just used his backhand sword to block Yun Ying's blow.
Unexpectedly, the lightning did not dissipate the moment it came into contact with the sword. Instead, it penetrated the sword like a whale sucking water, and passed along the sword into Yun Min's arm.
Yun Min only felt numb all over, and the true energy in his body stagnated, and he fell on the ring.
Taking advantage of the brief moment when Yun Min couldn't move, Yun Ying stood up, with a mischievous smile on his face, and actually grabbed one of Yun Min's legs and lifted him up on the spot, shaking Yun Min's head. I was dizzy and almost vomited all over the floor.
After spinning around in place for several times, he loosened his hands and threw Yun Min towards the crowd.
