Chapter 63: Battle for The Quota (II)

She then returned to her seat to watch the game.

Two of the ten people from Immortal Sword Sect were in the top 20, but fortunately they were not drawn together.

"Junior sister, which number did you draw?" Han Yeyu came over and asked as Yun Shang just sat down.

Xi smiled lightly, "Fifty-nine, it will take a while."

"It's fine, but I don't know who the opponent is?"

Sheng Qin used his divine sense to scan and said, "The opponent is from the Xia family, in the late stage of foundation building."

"That's not a big problem, but you still have to be careful." Han Yeyu felt relieved when he heard that.

"Okay, I understand!" Yun Shang nodded obediently.

Sheng Qin looked at the wooden plaques of other Immortal Sword Sect disciples again.

Fortunately, we didn't draw the same one.

The opponent is quite strong, and I'm afraid we'll suffer this time.

As they were talking, the fight on the ring was already in full swing.

Yun Shang stared at the arena where Immortal Sword Sect's disciple, Min Yi'ao, was standing. Min Yi'ao was at the late stage of foundation building, while his opponent was at the peak of foundation building.

It's a bit risky!

Another disciple also encountered an opponent who was stronger than him.

Immortal Sword Sect's luck is really bad.

"Bang!" Min Yi'ao was knocked down on the ring in three rounds.

He reacted very quickly and rolled to the side. Sure enough, there was a deep scratch on the spot where he had just lain.

Min Yi'ao took a deep breath. It seemed that he had to reveal his trump card.

Then he took out a magic sword from the ring.

Yun Shang raised her eyebrows. This was going to be exciting.

Huh? Sword Qi Great Perfection?

Min Yi'ao's sword moves had a hint of sword intent in the sword Qi Great Perfection.

Yun Shang showed admiration in his eyes. It seemed like he was about to make a breakthrough. He had quite a talent!

There should be no suspense in this competition.

Sure enough, Min Yi'ao ended the battle with a "Rain Falls Infinitely".

The other disciple lost the competition.

But it's okay, everyone comforted him, saying that there's nothing you can do if you're unlucky and meet someone who's higher level than you.

"You kid, you hid it very well!" After Min Yi'ao came down, a Jindan-stage cultivator from Immortal Sword Sect punched him on the shoulder.

"Haha! Uncle Master is joking!" Min Yi'ao spoke calmly.

A calm face.

But Yun Shang saw a bit of pride in his eyes.

It is hidden so deeply that the appreciation in my heart is completely gone.

But it had nothing to do with her, so Yun Shang withdrew her gaze.

She also missed the provocation from Min Yi'ao.

He was just dissatisfied with the fact that Yun Shang could represent Immortal Sword Sect in the competition by relying on Qingmu Daojun, without even participating in the selection.

They have all been through competition, so why should she?

Yun Shang didn't notice his look, as her mind was on the ring at this moment.

Shengqin discovered it.

He glanced at Min Yi'ao obscurely. Ha! With such a narrow mind, no wonder he hasn't breakthrough in the sword intent yet.

It's a waste of the talent of having dual spiritual roots of water and wood.

Yun Shang didn't pay much attention to the rest.

Because it was her turn to go on stage, Yun Shang jumped to stage No. 10. Her opponent was a disciple from the Xia family, who was in the late stage of foundation building.

"Immortal Sword Sect——Yun Shang!"

"Xia Family - Xia Zitong"

The two of them greeted each other briefly and then started fighting.

Xia Zitong is a magic practitioner who is good at long-range attacks.

Yun Shang took out Hanyue sword at the beginning, use "Attributeless Swordsmanship" and immediately launched out sword energy.

Xia Zitong felt nervous because the opponent's attack was stronger than he had expected.

He immediately raised the defense shield and sent out a sound, "A Thousand Thorns--"

"Boom--" The collision of the moves made a loud explosion sound.

So strong!!!

The attention of the monks watching was instantly drawn to it.

Keep your eyes on stage number ten.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the only person left on the ring was a stunning girl in a light purple robe.

She stood calmly in the center of the arena, holding a sword.

Her opponent was unconscious at this moment and fell under the ring.

The disciples of the Xia family anxiously went forward to check on Xia Zitong, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they found that he was just knocked unconscious and was not seriously injured.

Although no one can be killed in the ring.

But there are many ways to destroy a monk, and at first they were worried that something might happen to Zi Tong.

The leader of the Xia family, Xia Rufeng, smiled at Yun Shang in a friendly manner and thanked her for showing mercy.

Yun Shang nodded, then turned and left the stage.

"When did female cultivators become so strong!"

"Yeah! You scared me just now!"

"Yes, if it were me, it would be difficult to take this move." The monks in the audience began to discuss.

His eyes revealed respect for the strong.

"Awesome! Junior sister!" This was not the first time she had seen her junior sister fight. She had watched several of it in the Qi Training Competitions.

She surprises people in almost every battle.

"Not bad!" Shengqin praised with a smile.

"Ahem! Thank you, senior brothers and sisters!" Yun Shang felt her face was a little burning.

"Uncle Master Yun is so awesome!" A round-faced female cultivator from the Immortal Sword Sect gave a thumbs up.

Eyes full of admiration!

"Yes! Uncle Yun is so awesome!" others echoed.

"Thanks!"

Yun Shang was neither arrogant nor impatient; these compliments were half sincere and half to please her.

At first, she took a place in the competition and these people were quite dissatisfied.

But she didn't care. After all, it was normal for some people to mind her sudden appearance. Everything should be decided by strength.

Another two hours passed and the first round was completed.

Eight people from Immortal Sword Sect advanced, it is the largest number.

All the members of Xianjian Sect are sword cultivators.

They can all fight against opponents of higher levels and are always the strongest.

The second round is also a one-on-one draw.

Yun Shang couldn't help but complain about this rule again, saying it was nothing new and was simply crude.

This time, Yun Shang draw a disciple from Lingxu Sect.

Yun Shang and the handsome male cultivator looked at each other in silence.

It was their turn for the next match, and Yun Shang focused on watching others' competition.

The handsome male cultivator at the back, Song Tingxu, looked as if he had lost all hope in life.

He didn't want to be swept off the stage by a sword. Please spare me!

On this stage, Min Yi'ao once again fought against a higher-level opponent and won the competition.

It just wasn't an easy win.

"Haha! Immortal Sword Sect's strength has greatly increased this time!" Jiang Yuxian glanced at Shengqin with a smile.

"No! They are just minor fights." Sheng Qin spoke modestly, but his tone was a little proud.

Jiang Yuxuan's smile remained unchanged, but his heart paused slightly. This Shengqin was really annoying. He had a gentle face, but was actually very stubborn.

"This is just a minor fight. Wouldn't my Shendan Sect be ashamed to face the public?" The leader of the Shendan Sect - Yu Xiaoxiao, took over the words charmingly and came to the rescue of Jiang Yuxian.

Shengqin smiled and said nothing.

Yu Xiaoxiao's charming smile froze. He must still be blaming her.

But she had no choice at the time.

Why couldn't he understand her? Yu Xiaoxiao felt bitter in her heart.

Qin Yan Zhenjun of Lingxu Sect saw that the atmosphere was beginning to become awkward, so he had to change the subject, "Haha, Shengqin, is this your junior sister?"

Shengqin also gave Qin Yan face, and they went through many secret realms together.

The relationship is pretty good.

"This is Yun Shang, the only disciple of Qingmu Daojun, I am now taking care of her. Yun Shang come and meet Master Qin Yan!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Shang calmly stood up and bowed to Master Qin Yan as an equal.

Although her strength was low, she could not bring shame to her master's reputation at this time.

"Yes, you have great talent, and it's rare that you are neither arrogant nor impatient." Qin Yanzhen praised.

"Then why don't you prepare a gift for the meeting?" Han Yeyu rolled her eyes at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan smiled heartily, not caring about Han Yeyu's attitude at all.

He threw a storage ring to Yun Shang.

Yun Shang looked at his senior brother questioningly.

After seeing Sheng Qin nod, he accepted the storage ring and said, "Thank you, Master Qin Yan."

"Hahaha! Just call me senior brother!" Qin Yan laughed again.

Yun Shang said obediently, "Senior Brother Qin!" It can be seen that Qin Yan is a bold and unrestrained swordsman.

They were chatting happily, but the bitterness on Yu Xiaoxiao's face became more and more obvious.

In his eyes now, there is no place for her anymore.

Jiang Yuxian also looked a bit gloomy.

In addition, another person who was unhappy was Gong Suye who was sitting next to him.

After laughing and joking for a while, Yun Shang went down to compete.

Song Tingxu and Yun Shang went up to the stage one after another.

"Please give me some advice." Song Tingxu took a deep breath. He was not ready to give up.

Isn't cultivation all about challenging the impossible?

Yun Shang nodded solemnly and then took out the Hanyue sword. This was the greatest respect for Song Tingxu.

Those who are fearless about the road ahead deserve her respect.

The red sword light, with tremendous power, tore through and rushed towards Song Tingxu.

Song Tingxu's face was solemn. He raised his spiritual shield for protection and used all his strength to perform the spiritual spell - "Turbulent Waves"

Then he moved away from the spot.

Yun Shang's spiritual sense captured the trajectory of Song Tingxu's departure.

She immediately used the Traceless Steps to block the way forward, holding the "Hanyue Sword" and slashing at it.

Song Tingxu's back stiffened and he rolled to the side in embarrassment, barely avoiding the Hanyue sword.

This female cultivator is much stronger than he imagined.

And Yun Shang was more and more surprised as the fight went on. Song Tingxu's strength was seriously inconsistent with his appearance.

He looks delicate, but is so strong.

As expected, appearances are not to be judged!

Yun Shang put away her thoughts, and in a flash, he attacked again with Hanyue in her hand.

You come and I fight, neither of you gives in!

The monks watching were watching intently, they had not expected that the battle in the foundation-building stage would be so exciting.

In the end, the battle ended with Song Tingxu's spiritual power exhausted.

"Thank you... for showing mercy," Song Tingxu said breathlessly.

She knew that his opponent had not tried her best.

"No, you are very strong!" These words came from Yun Shang's heart.

Although she didn't try her best, Song Tingxu's strength should not be underestimated.

At the peak of foundation building, if they had to fight to the death, Song Tingxu might have a trump card.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Yun Shang go back to Immortal Sword Sect' place.

"Hurry up and rest, because there will be a tough battle later." Han Yeyu said.

Yun Shang took the spiritual fruit and started to eat it.

After this round, 25 people advance, which means there is one bye.

Immortal Sword Sect still ranked first, with five people advancing, and Lingxu Sect had three people.

There were two people each from Shendanmen and Xiaoyao Palace, and two people each from the five major families, which was relatively evenly balanced.

It is worth mentioning that three people from the Loose Cultivator Alliance also advanced to the next round.

It really should not be underestimated.

Yun Shang looked towards the location of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. Their leader was also a Nascent Soul True Lord who looked to be in his thirties.

His actual age is over 200 years old.

Just as Yun Shang was about to look away, she bumped into the other person.

The other party smiled at her gently and turned his eyes away.