Chapter 26 Byes

Near noon, Huan Yin and the other three returned to the square of the fifth-level martial arts competition. When they arrived, Xuanyuanzi and six other elders were already there.

The square was full of people, several times more than in the morning trial. Among them were the eliminated disciples, and there were even more disciples from Yijian Peak. In the afternoon, the selection of the top 16 was held, and they all wanted to know who would stand out in this newcomer martial arts competition. They all knew that the strong ones in the newcomer martial arts competition would be the pillars of the future sects, and even many sect elders were from them.

When the 31 people who were going to participate in the second round arrived, Xuanyuanzi glanced at the field and said loudly: "The second round of the newcomer martial arts competition will be participated by the 31 disciples who passed the trial tower in the previous round. Among them, 30 people will fight in a one-on-one manner. The winner will enter the next round, and one person will be selected by the fate array to advance directly!"

"I don't know who will be lucky enough to get a bye." A disciple from Yijian Peak said.

"Haha, yes, Senior Brother, the higher the ranking of the newcomers in the martial arts competition, the better the rewards. If someone with a weaker cultivation base gets a bye, he is really lucky." A companion next to the man just now echoed.

"Senior Brother Liu, you have always had good luck, you will definitely get a bye." Huan Yin heard a fellow disciple next to him say to Liu Deshun.

After hearing this, Liu Deshun looked at Huan Yin intentionally or unintentionally, and then snorted: "Do I need a bye with my strength? Some trash should pray for a bye. It's best not to meet me directly, otherwise, hum!"

"The 31 people participating in the second round, stand in front." Xuanyuanzi said again.

Huan Yin and the other 31 people came out and stood in front. Xuanyuanzi waved his sleeves, and dozens of circular array platforms suddenly rose on the ground in front of them. Each array platform was only three feet square, emitting bursts of soft glow.

"Enter the Yuan Array." Xuanyuanzi shouted to the disciples.

The formation in front of Huan Yin and his team is called "Yuan". It can transform into different numbers of small formation platforms as needed, so it is used for drawing lots. The formation isolates all external detection and manipulation, so it is very fair.

The 31 disciples participating in the second round of the martial arts competition each chose a formation platform and stood on it. After a while, the light of the formation platforms began to converge slowly, until finally, the light of 30 formation platforms completely disappeared, and only one in the entire formation was still emitting light as before, which was particularly obvious.

Huan Yin stood on the formation platform and saw the light around him. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"It's big brother, haha!" Wuyou saw Huan Yin being selected by the Yuan formation and laughed.

"It's the disciple of Wuliangmen who came out last in the morning. He is so lucky. With his cultivation, if he didn't get a bye, he would have lost this round!" said an eliminated disciple around him.

"It's hard to say. This person is a bit strange. Although he is only at the first level of Qi Condensation, he has indeed passed the Trial Tower. You won't think that he cheated like those idiots from Wuliangmen."

Xuanyuanzi glanced at Huanyin in the formation and was a little speechless. This child has always been confusing to him since the Immortal Fate Meeting. He is different from others in every way and always so conspicuous. In the end, he still announced loudly: "Huanyin, a disciple of Wuliangmen, has a bye this round and directly enters the top 16!"

Then, Xuanyuanzi pointed to an open space in the field, and fifteen fighting platforms with a square area of ​​more than 100 feet emerged from the ground. There was also a white plaque in front of the platform, with two different names written on it.

Xuanyuanzi glanced at these fighting platforms, and then said: "Disciples who don't have a bye, find your own fighting platform and prepare for the battle!"

Huanyin had a bye and walked down and returned to the crowd. The remaining thirty disciples walked to the fighting platform, saw their names on it, and jumped up to prepare for the battle.

After all the disciples who participated in the competition stood on the stage, a light curtain appeared around the stage and covered the area where the stage was. This light curtain can prevent the disciples from using magic to hit the outside during the competition to prevent accidents.

Opposite Wuyou stood a young woman from the Yinji Sect. The woman was dressed seductively and had a charming look on her face. Seeing Wuyou standing opposite her, she bowed to Wuyou politely. She bent her waist and had a seductive posture, which made her even more charming. Wuyou, a child of about ten years old, had never seen these before, and her face flushed instantly.

"Charming technique!" Huan Yin thought to himself that it was not good. He heard from the people next to him that the woman on the stage had only the cultivation level of the middle stage of the third level of Condensation Qi, which was the lowest among the thirty people. But Wuyou was still a child and had not experienced any storms. Charming techniques were just what he wanted. Moreover, the woman from the Yinji Sect was 28 years old and beautiful. Even if the charm technique was inferior, Wuyou might not be able to keep his mind clear.

Sure enough, Wuyou stared at the woman opposite him blankly, as if he was stupid. After a while, he realized that something was wrong with him, and lowered his head quickly. How could he still have the fighting spirit?

The female cultivator opposite saw Wuyou's infatuated look and smiled charmingly: "Brother Wuyou, my name is Yunshuiling. You have such a high level of cultivation and are so handsome, I like you so much. My cultivation is not as good as yours, and I can't beat you. Let's not fight, okay?"

"No, not fighting?" Wuyou heard her words and subconsciously raised his head, but saw that the woman opposite actually lifted up her long skirt a little, revealing a pair of jade legs.

This time, Wuyou's eyes could no longer move away from Yunshuiling's body, staring at him like a fool, with fire in his eyes.

"Haha, she is indeed a child. No matter how good her talent is, she still can't break free when she encounters such a situation. If that girl meets me, I don't know who will play with whom, hehe." A young disciple of Wuliang Sect looked at the fighting stage where Wuyou was with a gloating face.

"Haha, this child must have become stupid after practicing. With the cultivation level of the initial stage of the fifth level of Condensation, he was actually fascinated by such a low-quality charm." A disciple of Yijian Peak laughed.

At this time, even Zhou Yan on the cloud carpet was sweating for Wuyou. You know, Wuyou can be regarded as his junior brother in terms of seniority, and he is also the most valued disciple of the sect in this martial arts meeting. If he is defeated by the mean means of Yinji Sect, wouldn't it be a big joke? However, the disciples of the martial arts meeting can play as they please, but others cannot interfere at all. This is the rule. Zhou Yan wanted to help, but he was powerless.

"Do I look good?" Yun Shuiling deliberately pulled her long skirt again, and said with a charming face.

"Okay, okay..." Wuyou was already a little incoherent, with his lips slightly open and a silly look on his face.

"Come, come here, let me love you." When Yun Shuiling said this, Wuyou put on a silly smile on his face and moved towards Yun Shuiling step by step...

"Wow, first again, winning without fighting, Junior Brother Yue is really a dragon among men!" Suddenly, a disciple from Yijianfeng pointed at Yue Qingfeng's duel stage and exclaimed.

Huan Yin turned his head and saw that the light curtain of Yue Qingfeng's duel stage had dispersed. He was slowly walking down from the stage, and there was another disciple next to him, who was his opponent in the duel. Yue Qingfeng was calm and composed, and the disciple next to him was saying something to him with a flattering face. The two of them were clean, not to mention scars, even dust seemed to be unstained, how could it be like they had just fought?

Yue Qingfeng and the disciple next to him had indeed not fought. The disciple next to Yue Qingfeng was his fellow junior brother, and they often exchanged skills in the sect. The disciple knew that Yue Qingfeng was at the middle stage of the fifth level of Qi Condensation, and he could not be his opponent. Yue Qingfeng was arrogant and never showed mercy to his fellow disciples, so he simply admitted that he was unlucky and gave up the fight, thinking that he was trying to please Yue Qingfeng.

Yue Qingfeng returned to the crowd with great satisfaction. He glanced at Huan Yin, one of the disciples of Wuliang Sect, and then enjoyed the praise of his fellow disciples of Yijian Peak.

Looking at Ye Wuyou again, he finally moved to Yun Shuiling like an idiot, staring at Yun Shuiling's legs with his eyes fixed, and saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. Yun Shuiling stretched out one hand to gently lift Ye Wuyou's chin, and then stroked his face with the other hand. Ye Wuyou just stood there stupidly, letting Yun Shuiling do what he wanted.

"Hmph, trash! Such a lowly method can also make him so bewitched, I really overestimated him." Yue Qingfeng was most concerned about Ye Wuyou. He felt that if he had an opponent among the same class of disciples, then it would undoubtedly be Ye Wuyou. After he stepped down, his eyes looked directly at Ye Wuyou's stage. Seeing his foolish look, he cursed him with contempt.

Finally, Yun Shuiling felt that it was almost done. She continued to caress Ye Wuyou's face with one hand, but raised the other hand high. The spells in her hand changed, and finally, a dark red little man sitting cross-legged in meditation gradually condensed in her palm.

"Blood puppet! This Yun Shuiling is really ruthless. With her cultivation, this is the strongest spell she can master now."

"It's no wonder. The opponent is much higher than her cultivation. If she is not careful, once the opponent wakes up from her charm, she will definitely be doomed."

Blood puppet is a low-level advanced spell of Yinji Sect. It uses spiritual power to transform into a blood puppet, penetrate into the human body, and cause destruction. There are many types of blood puppets. The higher the caster's cultivation, the more powerful they are. Yun Shuiling used the lowest-level blood puppet in his hand, which was only purely offensive, but Ye Wuyou was only a Qi Condensation cultivator, and this technique was more than enough to deal with him who was defenseless.

Zhou Yan couldn't hold back. Ye Wuyou was the most favored disciple of the sect. If there was any mistake, he couldn't afford it.

"Brother Zhou, it's better not to care about the disciples' martial arts. This is the rule." The elder of the Yinji Sect saw that Zhou Yan seemed to want to make a move, and said something sinister.

Zhou Yan heard his words, looked at his fellow Taoists around him, and exhaled irritably. He knew that even if he took action, it would be useless. Even if his cultivation could break free from the obstruction of his fellow Taoists around him, what about Xuanyuanzi? With his cultivation, Xuanyuanzi wanted to trap him, and he couldn't even lift his feet.

Finally, the blood puppet in Yun Shuiling's palm was completely formed. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered to Ye Wuyou: "Brother Wuyou, sister is here." Then, she pressed the blood puppet towards Wuyou!