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Chapter 283 Who Will Win?

The ranking battle of the pill-forming stage is over, and Bai Meng won the eighth place in a row.

She had tried her best, but it hadn't been long since she had formed the elixir, and many of the spells were barely ready to be used.

"Well done." When receiving the reward, Wen Rujin encouraged, "You have only formed the elixir for a short time, so it is already very good to have such a record. Go back and keep working hard, and fight again next time."

Bai Menglian was extremely happy: "Thank you, Master."

When she retreated, she looked at Bai Mengjin.

Bai Mengjin gave a thumbs up.

Bai Menglian mouthed: It's up to you.

Bai Mengjin pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay!"
The Danjie disciples got off the cloud platform, and the next step was the highlight, the Nascent Soul stage competition.

The disciples waited with bated breath until Ling Yun raised his head and spoke: "Let's begin!"

Then the deacon elder announced the start, and a disciple presented a magical weapon and asked the sect leader to draw lots.

Inside the transparent jar, glass beads were rolling continuously inside. Each glass bead represented a Nascent Soul cultivator.Ling Yungao stretched out his finger and flicked it, and a glass bead jumped out and landed on the elder deacon's hand.

The elder deacon read out the names: "First time, Liu Zhi, Yue Qingyang."

Liu Zhi belongs to Peach Blossom Peak and is Wen Rujin's disciple.The Liu family is one of the families that relies on the Wuji Sect and has produced many outstanding disciples.When Bai Mengjin first started, Liu Danqing, the female disciple who invited her to play in Liuyue City, was Liu Zhi's niece.

As for Yue Qingyang, he is a disciple of the previous generation, Yang Xiangtian's younger brother.His disciple Yang Feichuan and Ying Shaoguang had a very good relationship and were often inseparable.

There is a new generation of the next generation and a veteran of the previous generation. This competition is quite interesting.

Liu Zhifei stepped onto the stage, saluted everyone around him, and gave Yue Qingyang a fist in the air: "This disciple has offended me, please forgive me, Master Yue."

Yue Qingyang smiled and said: "When you are in the ring, there is no such thing as a master. Nephew Liu just takes action boldly, no matter whether he wins or loses."

"Yes."

Liu Zhi raised his hand, but saw fallen leaves flying, and his body turned into light and shadow, rushing towards Yue Feiyang.

Ling Bufei watched for a while and asked the person next to him: "Hey, who do you think will win?"

Bai Mengjin replied: "Uncle Yue."

Ling Bufei looked at her in surprise: "So sure?"

Bai Mengjin smiled: "Senior Sister Liu is not weak, but Uncle Yue is cunning and cunning... I believe in my own vision."

If it were an ordinary opponent, Liu Zhi would have won with a high probability, but she had bad luck and encountered one of the most difficult opponents.

As expected, the two were evenly matched at the beginning, but later on Liu Zhi was often frustrated - he didn't seem to be inferior in the scene, but he always suffered from the opponent's moves, which was obviously a problem of battle experience.

The disciples below didn't look deeply enough, but they thought it was extremely exciting and cheered loudly from time to time.You must know that the magic in the Nascent Soul stage is so earth-shattering that it would be a trivial matter to flatten the mountains if they really fight. It is at this time that only with the sect's restraint can we see clearly.

After a hundred moves like this, Yue Qingyang finally sealed the victory with one move. Liu Zhi fell lightly down the ring, sighed, and clasped his fists to admit defeat.

"Hahaha, I won the bet, Senior Sister Yu, give me the money!" In a lottery booth below, a group of disciples surrounded Senior Sister Yu and asked for their bet money.

"Don't crowd, please line up. Will I deny you the bargaining chip?" Senior Sister Yu said angrily.

Another group of Liu Zhi's disciples were dejected: "Why did they lose? They look almost the same, but Senior Sister Liu still lacks luck."

A disciple nearby tried to make trouble: "That's because you didn't understand. Look at Senior Sister Yu's odds. It's obvious that Senior Uncle Yue has a high winning rate!"

"That's right, Senior Sister Yu dares to start a gambling game, she has a sharp eye!"

With that said, the candidates for the next game also came out.Baili Xu and Shen Hanqiu.

A group of people gathered around again, shouting noisily: "Senior Sister Yu, what are the odds this time?"

"What do you think more about, Senior Brother Baili or Senior Sister Shen?"

On the cloud platform, Ling Bufei was thoughtful: "Senior Sister Shen!"

Shen Hanqiu is a disciple of Uncle Gan. He was not outstanding in Jindan before. Unexpectedly, they went out and successfully gave birth to a baby. I don't know if they were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, or they were just lucky.

Bai Mengjin had never heard of this name in his previous life, so he thought it was not strong enough for her to remember, so he said, "Baili will be fine."

Ling Bufei nodded, he was also very confident.

The battle started soon. Baili Xu and Shen Hanqiu tested each other out and then didn't hold back.The sword cultivator's fight was a gorgeous scene, and for a while the square was filled with disciples' exclamations.

After more than a dozen moves, Baili Xu took the initiative. Under his thunderous attacks, Shen Hanqiu sustained dozens of moves, but in the end he was unable to cope and resigned.

The test continues.

In the next round, Qiu Yi Nong was drawn, and her opponent happened to be Mr. Sun, who taught talismans in the Taoist Palace.

Although Master Sun was only Nascent Soul, his talisman skills were ranked among the best in the Wuji Sect. Without much hesitation, Senior Sister Yu placed the high odds on Qiu Yinong's side.

A disciple laughed and said, "Senior Sister Yu, you have set the odds for Senior Sister Qiu so high. If she wins, you will suffer a heavy loss."

Senior Sister Yu sneered: "Wait until I pay compensation."

The disciples below don't know that she and Qiu Yinong are in the same batch, don't you know?Senior Sister Qiu was just lucky enough to join the sect master through her elders. In terms of strength, not to mention people like You Yan, even Shen Hanqiu was more established than her.

Just after thinking this, Qiu Yi Nong and Master Sun started.

Master Sun drew a talisman in the void, and the golden runes were shot out one after another, almost blocking all the retreat routes for Qiu Yi Nian.

Ling Bufei looked bored and bit into his mouth of longan: "Master Sun is too upright. After all, Senior Sister Qiu is the disciple of the sect master, so why should we make her lose look good!"

Bai Mengjin didn't take it to heart at first, but suddenly his brows jumped and he blurted out: "That's not right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the situation in the arena suddenly changed.Qiu Yi Nian raised his hand and waved it. The silk in his hand was filled with true energy, and he struck at a golden rune.This was an ordinary wave, but a powerful force suddenly came out, and with a "boom", the runes shattered into pieces.

Qiu Yi Nian's body turned sharply, and the silk continued to dance. Every time she struck out, she could feel the overwhelming pressure. "Boom! Boom!" She shouted several times in succession, and the talisman arrays set up by Master Sun were shattered by her one after another.

Master Sun was also greatly surprised and hurriedly drew the talisman again.

However, no matter what talismans he used or how much force he exerted, they were all shattered one by one under the strong autumn spell...

The autumn mood was as thick as frost, and it swept away mercilessly, and the magic power used became stronger and stronger.

Master Sun finally couldn't hold on any longer and vomited blood.

Seeing that Qiu Yi Nong had no intention of stopping, the elder deacon intervened in time and clapped his hands: "Stop!"

There was a dull sound, the restraint was suppressed, and the autumn atmosphere finally made it impossible to move.

The elder deacon glanced over and announced with complicated emotions: "The mood of autumn is overwhelming."

The autumn mood was as thick as waking up from a dream, and he bowed and saluted: "Disciple, I didn't hold back for a while. Please forgive me, Master."

Master Sun shook his head, without saying a word, and left with the support of the medical cultivator.

At the end of the competition, there was silence in the field.

(End of this chapter)