Chapter 65 No space? Grab it!
The draw is over.
The competition begins.
There are three arenas and three competitions in total.
There is a barrier on the arena.
All contestants signed a life and death contract, regardless of life or death.
There are no rules in the ring. Whoever leaves the ring loses, and whoever surrenders loses.
The game cannot be interrupted.
After one party admits defeat, the other party cannot make any more moves.
There are audience seats around the arena so everyone can watch and learn attentively.
In the first match, Wan Ruyi faced off against Li Zhi, Xiao Tianyue faced off against Bu Mengyao, and Xue Yingxiu faced off against Feng Mian.
Three competitions will be opened at the same time in one day. If the winner cannot be determined within one day, it will be considered a draw.
The competition is divided into five days.
Jiang Jiang mingled with the casual cultivators, sat in Zong Zeyu's position, and asked Zong Zeyu to buy monsters at the gate for her.
Wan Ruyi held a blood-red umbrella in his hand, his figure was erratic, and he shuttled around the ring like a ghost.
Her movements were nimble and agile, each of her moves carried a fierce momentum and strange angles, and were so fast that they were hard to predict.
The red umbrella is an even more deadly weapon. When it is opened, it can block out the sky and the sun. When it is closed, it can turn into a sharp arrow and attack the enemy invisibly.
Her opponent, Li Zhi, is good at using various exotic plants as his weapons.
He can control these plants through unique methods, making them grow, entangle, attack, and even release poison.
Li Zhi is like a messenger who controls the power of nature, transforming green vitality into the threat of death and bringing endless fear and pain to his opponents.
For a moment, it was difficult to tell who would win.
A thrilling showdown is taking place on another stage.
On one side is Xiao Tianyue holding the Lightning Sword, with a graceful figure and a resolute and courageous look in her eyes;
On the other side is Bu Mengyao, who is good at manipulating people's minds. She has a beautiful face but reveals a weird and unpredictable aura.
The lightning sword in Xiao Tianyue's hand was flashing with purple lightning, as if it was connected to the lightning power between heaven and earth.
She approached Bu Mengyao step by step, and each step brought with it unparalleled pressure.
Bu Mengyao stood there quietly, her eyes were like the deep starry sky, making people unconsciously fall into them.
Suddenly, Bu Mengyao held the jade flute in her hand, opened her red lips, and produced a pleasant and melodious sound.
The sound is like the sound of nature, but it contains endless magic.
Hearing this voice, Xiao Tianyue immediately felt that his mind was affected, and countless illusions appeared before his eyes.
However, Xiao Tianyue was a veteran after all, and he immediately used his spiritual power to resist Bu Mengyao's mental attack.
Then, he swung the Thunder Sword and slashed at Bu Mengyao fiercely.
In an instant, a huge purple lightning burst out from the Thunder Sword and struck directly towards Bu Mengyao.
Faced with such a powerful attack, Bu Mengyao did not retreat at all. She formed seals with her hands and performed a strange magic. In an instant, a transparent shield appeared in front of her, blocking all the purple lightning.
Both sides come and go, refusing to give in to each other.
This battle not only tests their strength, but also is a contest of wills.
The last to appear are Xueying Xiu and Fengmian, both of whom are the first disciples of two major sects, and it is a showdown between masters.
On one side was the Blood Shadow Cultivator who practiced dark magic. He was shrouded in a layer of dark red aura, like an evil spirit from the depths of hell.
On the other side is Feng Mian, a master of magic who possesses the two extreme powers of ice and fire.
The Blood Shadow Cultivator was wearing a black hermit robe, with his face hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his true appearance.
He held a strange blood blade in his hand, the blade flashing with eerie light, revealing endless murderous intent.
Every time the blood blade is swung, it will bring about a bloody storm that makes people shudder.
Feng Mian was completely different. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and exuded a cold aura.
Holding an ice-blue sword in his left hand and a scarlet sword in his right hand, the power of ice and fire was perfectly integrated in him.
Whenever he casts a spell, ice and fire interweave to form a gorgeous and colorful scene that also contains enormous power.
In the contest between the dark magician and the ice and fire magician, who will be the winner?
Everyone waited with bated breath.
