Xiahou Yu originally slashed the two swords in his hand at will, and one sword was as fast as a sword to lead the other five long swords, trying to take over the white light transformed by Su Qing. But in a flash, he could not know that this white light was a big deal, but at this time his move had already been released, and he wanted to dodge, but he was no longer as long as he wanted to dodge. In his heart, he gave up the manipulation of the Changkong Sword Formation and burned his blood and activated the Blood Shadow Light Shield that he had just learned.

In an instant, the white light burst into Xiahou Yu's body with boundless power, but no blood fell to the ground. After the white light broke into, the figure that had not seen any blood also distorted and disappeared from the spot.

Su Qing in the white light felt that he had not hit the attack, and stopped the sword technique for his body for some unknown reason, and appeared on the ring. Seeing Xiahou Yu's sudden dissipation, he could no longer suppress the injuries in his body. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, he turned around and finally found Xiahou Yu's figure. He was standing in the position he had stood before he used the sword technique and looked at him with a smile. He was confused and even more embarrassed, and he felt a sense of depression in his chest, and he could not control the injuries in his body. He suddenly fainted.

On the side of the arena, the monk Sumi Sect, who was the referee, saw Su Qing fall down, stepped forward in surprise and confirmed that he was already unconscious. He spoke and shouted at everyone: "In the second game, Xiahou Yu of Qingyun Sect will compete against Su Qing of Taibai Sword Sect, Xiahou Yu won."

As soon as this statement was made, the monks of various sects under the arena were immediately in an uproar when they saw such a result.

"This Qingyun is indeed worthy of being the leader of the right path in the world. It is incredible that a mere foundation-building disciple can actually defeat the golden elixir."

"What do you know? Su Qing from Taibai Sword Sect is injured, but he can only be considered as Xiahou Yu who has picked up a bargain."

"Have you picked up a bargain? You are a foundation-building cultivator. Can you take over a sword energy from Su Qing? What's more, I think Xiahou Yu's ability is far less than that. As a Qingyun disciple, did you see that he used the Qingyun Taoism?

"Not"

"Isn't that right? Not only did Xiahou Yu not use Qingyun Taoism, he used the sword cultivator method in an abnormal manner. It was even more difficult to catch the sword energy with his bare hands. I think Xiahou Yu saw that Su Qing was injured and deliberately gave in. Didn't you see Xiahou Yu's weird body technique in the end? It's like no one can see before."

Another person heard this and joined the discussion: "That's right, fellow Taoist said it, I also think that Qingyun Xiahou Yu did not seem to have real skills. At a young age, he became Qingyun's direct disciple. How could it be possible if he didn't have two tricks?"

The five leaders on the stage listened to the discussions below, Du Bainian's face became increasingly ugly, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart why Su Qing was so incompetent. Even if the dignified Jindan monk was injured, he would not even be able to beat a child in the early stage of foundation building. Now if he was trying to argue that Su Qing had a serious injury, he would have no place to put his old face.

"Ahem~ Fellow Taoist Yu Yangzi congratulated me. I didn't expect that the sect had trained such a powerful body-refining cultivator, and he was also the root of the body-spirited spirit and sword cultivator. Now he is only in the early stage of foundation building and is already capable of fighting against the golden elixir. I really don't know what power this son will have if he succeeds in his practice in the future?"

Yu Yangzi was stunned when he heard this. Although the other party praised him, he also had a sense of praise. Now that he saw Xiahou Yu's methods, he understood a little. Why did the uncle, the old man, want to be a direct descendant and protect his calf, and he was unwilling to let this reckless man praise Xiahou Yu. He immediately responded modestly: "President Du said it outrageously. This kid just took advantage of the injury of the noble clan Su Qing, but he also lost his gentleman style. Fellow Taoist does not have to keep him talking."

Du Bainian finally felt a little better when he heard Yu Yangzi's reply. After all, this was said by Yu Yangzi, and he also received a lot of care on his face. He smiled slightly and held his fists at him: "Hahaha, if you lose, you lose. Didn't Master Zhishan say before that luck is also part of his strength? This kid is so lucky. He drew bye in the first round and his incompetent disciple in the second round, but he didn't know what the result was in the third round."

Everyone saw Du Bainian making a statement alone, but they were amused, but they didn't point it out. After talking and talking to the formation, they continued to watch the last two competitions on the ring.

After Xiahou Yu won, he got off the arena and slightly calmed down his rising blood. He was immediately moved by the power of the Blood Shadow Light Shield. However, he also sighed secretly. Although this method is mysterious, he may be able to bear one or two in a short time or a short distance. If it takes a long time, his essence and blood will be exhausted, and he will have to be a person. When he returned to the stands, he looked at Su Qing who was still unconscious and was carried away by someone. He secretly said that he was lucky. If it weren't for Du Bainian's exclamation, he might have been carried away.

The next two competitions are: one is the Su Taibai Sword Sect breaking the method against Shen Qiurong of Tianxiang Academy, and the other is the Five Elements Sect Nie Changtian of the Sumi Sect against Zhiqian of Zhimi Sect.

The battle was shocking and finally decided the outcome. Nie Changtian showed his extremely powerful water talent against Zhiqian again. With the gold, fire and thunder magic techniques, after a few encounters, Zhiqian of Sumeru Sect was defeated and Nie Changtian easily won.

However, what is more worth mentioning is another competition. Taibai Sword Sect has a strong cultivation level in breaking the magic. It faces Shen Qiurong, the head disciple of Tianxiang Academy. Both of them are late-stage Jindan cultivators. They fight back and forth, evenly and equally. The two of them are in a stalemate and use their best efforts. The talismans and sword energy collided for an hour, and after all the methods were used, they ended up in a draw. Moreover, after a diagnosis, the old monk found that the two were seriously injured and had already injured their internal organs. It was difficult to heal in the short term, but they could not participate in the third day competition.

Seeing this, the leaders suddenly lost one spot in the semifinals and became odd. After some discussion, they decided to use the bye method again to draw the No. 3 bamboo stick to enter the finals directly.

The result was even more difficult, and everyone wondered if there was something wrong with the lottery draw? Xiahou Yu was lucky to draw the diaper again and directly qualified for the finals.

Du Bainian even laughed: "See it, I said this kid is very lucky. This time it's a bye, and my disciple is not unfair to lose."

The old monk looked at the lottery results, listened to the whispers and questions of the disciples of the sects below, sighed that Xiahou Yu had good luck, and his face was also a little green. However, he was shocked and shouted at the crowd below with a domineering look on his face: "I will give you a jingjing. You don't have to doubt the result of this. In fact, whether to draw or not in the last round of lottery is not very important. After all, the last person who entered the finals, except that Xiahou Yu is a foundation-building cultivation, Yijing and Nie Changtian are late-stage cultivators of the Golden Pill, so no matter what the result is, as long as these two people decide the victory, they can determine who will win. I am not close to Xiahou Yu, and there is no need to do such despicable things. If you have any questions, you can go on stage to check these bamboo sticks to prove my innocence."

The disciples of the various sects who were whispering in the audience were silent when they heard the old monk's words. After all, the old monk said it was reasonable. Now there are only three people left in the final. Xiahou Yu is just a mere early stage cultivator in the foundation building. No matter what draw he draws, it does not matter, because anyone with a clear eye can see that the winner this time must have appeared among Yijing or Nie Changtian. Xiahou Yu sang all the way with his luck, but he could only stop here.
Chapter completed!