I collect spirits in the human world

After the defeat of the three, Senior Brother Wang clasped his fists again: "Offended."

Master Qi nodded in satisfaction.

Elder Yu's eyes were full of appreciation.

Elder Yu: "Elder Qi, I'm afraid he will be the biggest dark horse in this competition. It's just difficult to win against Shoufeng Qingmiao."

Master Qi frowned slightly: "You mean the true disciple of Elder Ding? I have heard about it, but I have never seen it. I don't know what kind of amazing talent it is."

Elder Yu chuckled: "I just happened to see her match, none of the disciples of the first peak can defeat her ten moves."

Master Qi nodded: "The first peak is the main peak of Qinglai Mountain, and there are many talents. If it is true, then she really lives up to the reputation of a century-old amazing talent."

Elder Yu: "Yes. There is a legend among the disciples of Shoufeng that Qing Miao is a fairy descending from the fairy world. Although it is a joke, one can tell a thing or two."

The game continues.

Next, it was Wang Haocun who faced Lin Shuang.The whispers in the crowd gradually quieted down.Everyone wants to see the dark horse duels that have appeared in the competition in the past few days.

Senior Brother Wang stood motionless on the stage with a silly smile on his face.

Lin Shuang walked onto the stage, looked at Senior Brother Wang with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother Wang, I offended you this time."

"Junior Brother Lin, I've been looking forward to this match."

The two hugged each other in salute.

Master Qi and Elder Yu noticed the back row of the crowd before a white figure appeared.

A female disciple in white climbed the steps and entered the arena.In her hand she held a slender sword.

No one in the crowd noticed her, and she seemed to feel the staring gaze, so she looked back and saluted the two elders with fists cupped.

The two elders nodded.

Elder Yu said: "She is Qingmiao."

Master Qi nodded. The tyrannical force that flew just now naturally couldn't escape his perception. When he saw a young female disciple for the first time, he immediately thought of Qing Miao.

Qing Miao looked at Master Qi, then found a quiet corner and sat on the branch of a tall plane tree.

Behind him was a female disciple who also jumped and stood on the branch.

Qing Miao rested her chin on her palm, looking very bored.

"Xiaoqiu, both of them, the young ones look good, and the older ones are a bit simple and honest. Can you beat them?"

The female disciple beside her raised her eyes to look at the ring, and almost laughed out loud.

"Stop joking, neither of them have immortal roots."

Qingmiao's eyes shifted to Xiaoqiu: "You also noticed it? Have you ever thought about why two disciples without immortal roots would stand in the final ring?"

Xiao Qiu frowned: "Yes? Is there no one in Yuquan Hall?"

Then he shook his head again.

"Among the crowd in the audience, there are nearly ten people who are not under me."

Qing Miao smiled: "Let's watch the game carefully, it must be a wonderful match."

Xiaoqiu looked a little worried: "If Master Tripod knows that you sneaked out before the competition and didn't practice..."

Qing Miao pulled Xiao Qiu over and sat beside her: "It's okay. I've learned that set of exercises a long time ago. Besides, watching others fight is also a kind of practice."

Xiaoqiu nodded.

On the stage.

Brother Wang attacked first, with a Taishan punch.

Lin Shuang dodged sideways.

Immediately afterwards, Senior Brother Wang turned around and punched again.

Lin Shuang then hid.

Elder Yu: "Looking at this, Lin Shuang wants to fight Wang Haocun for a long time. She doesn't catch punches and legs, and has been dodging."

Qing Miao looked at the stage and laughed, "I thought Lin Shuang was not weak, but I didn't expect to fight Wang Haocun for a long time."

Xiaoqiu nodded: "He is not afraid of exhausting himself. Wang Haocun has great strength, and physical strength happens to be Wang Haocun's strength."

"wrong."

Xiao Qiu suddenly frowned: "Qing Miao, look carefully, Lin Shuang has immortal roots in his body. And it's acquired immortal roots."

Qing Miao looked carefully: unexpectedly she was a little sluggish for a while.

Acquired celestial roots can make up for the impact of not having innate celestial roots, and even some people with acquired celestial roots have a higher upper limit of cultivation than those with innate celestial roots.

The number of people with acquired immortal roots is extremely small.It must be cultivated with a lot of resources, and the probability of failure is equal to the probability of success. Once it fails, it will permanently lose the qualification to own the celestial root and withdraw sadly.

On the stage, Senior Brother Wang's strength and speed continued to increase, and the pressure became tighter and tighter, while Lin Shuang, locked in space, could only retreat step by step.

Elder Yu: "Wang Hao has a good intention, and his moves seem to be fierce, but he left Lin Shuang with a way to retreat. He just wanted to force him to step down."

Lin Shuang on the stage retreated step by step. Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Wang Haocun's fist speed slowed down.

"Hey, Junior Brother Lin, you can go down."

Lin Shuang: "I don't!"

Immediately, he stepped on the ground, followed by a leap into the air, unexpectedly dodged Senior Brother Wang's attack, and kicked Senior Brother Wang to the corner with a kick in the air.

Immediately after Lin Shuang started to attack, his fists hit Senior Brother Wang like a storm. Senior Brother Wang was a little overwhelmed for a while, and retreated steadily.

The offensive and defensive momentum on the court was different, and the audience exclaimed.

The disciple who thought that Senior Brother Wang would win just now was stunned speechless.

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

"Immortal Root! Acquired Immortal Root!"

At this time, some disciples with keen senses discovered Lin Shuang's Acquired Immortal Root, and the audience exclaimed.

Elder Yu was also surprised at this time, Wang Haocun had already pushed Lin Shuang to the corner, but suddenly reversed.He looked at Lin Shuang carefully.

A vast perceptual power spread like a flood, Elder Yu took a deep breath, and glanced at Master Qi who was also astonished at this time.

Lin Shuang really has acquired immortal roots.

Senior Brother Wang tightly protected himself, stepping back step by step.

"Hey, Junior Brother Lin really has two tricks. Not only did he push me back, but he also acquired the Immortal Root." Senior Brother Wang said, "But I won't admit defeat."

As he spoke, Qingshan Taiji flashed in his hand.

A huge Tai Chi pattern appeared between the two of them.

Lin Shuang's fists slammed, hitting Qingshan Taiji one by one, without leaving any marks.

Qingshan Taiji is still growing.

After a few breaths of effort, Qingshan Taiji grew to a height of three feet.

"go!"

Senior Brother Wang gave a soft drink, and Qingshan Taiji slowly pushed towards Lin Shuang.

Lin Shuang punched hard.

"when"

Qingshan Taiji didn't respond.

Xiaoqiu: "Lin Shuang is doomed to lose."

After a while, Lin Shuang was pushed back to the center of the ring.

"Sword come!"

Lin Shuang also gave a soft shout, and with a wave of her sleeve, a green bamboo sword came out of the sleeve and flew into the air.

"what?"

Qing Miao sighed softly, the Linglong Sword trembled faintly in her hand.

The green bamboo sword in front of Lin Shuang gradually grew larger, and Lin Shuang let out another soft drink.

I saw a green bamboo sword just now turned into dozens of swords flying in the air in the blink of an eye.

Dozens of green bamboo swords were pressed against Qingshan Taiji, which made Qingshan Taiji unable to move forward even half a step.

At this time, the game was once again deadlocked.