After reading the book, I picked up the heroine’s script for cultivating immortality

Once this idea came up in his mind, Ji Yuan became more and more satisfied with it. He had even decided to talk to Ye Junhan about it after he came out of seclusion.

At present, the competition on the martial arts stage is still going on, and there are not many people left. In the end, only nine people are left in the two-by-two duel.

The final competition was still a two-by-two duel, one person got a bye, and Mu Nanxi was lucky enough to be the one who got a bye.

Sometimes luck is also a kind of strength. Mu Nanxi sat in her seat and watched the eight people below dueling in pairs, feeling very happy.

Those who can reach this point are all the elites among the elites. Three of the nine people are from the Tianyi Sect.

So in the final competition, the other six people focused on eliminating Ji Yunheng and Yu Menghuan.

Especially Yu Menghuan, her cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and she is currently the lowest cultivation among the nine people.

The sect disciple who fought Yu Menghuan did not look down on her just because she was a female disciple.

During the battle, both of them tried their best, but Yu Menghuan lost in the end.

Yu Menghuan is worthy of being the heroine of the original text. Even if she lost, she acted very magnanimously. She cupped her fists and said "acceptance" before leaving the stage.

After stepping down, many female disciples from Tianyi Sect gathered around her. They seemed to be afraid that Yu Menghuan would be sad, so they all kindly comforted her.

Before Yu Menghuan said anything, Tang Mumu on the side spoke, "Oh, Yu Menghuan, I thought you were so powerful, but that's all.

Look at Mu Nanxi again. If you are lucky, you can enter the next round without any competition. How can you compare with others? "

Tang Mumu's words were a bit unpleasant, and the female disciples of the Tianyi Sect around them all frowned in displeasure when they heard the words.

The one with a bad temper responded directly, "If you are so good, Junior Sister Yu won't have your skirt burned off and kicked off the stage. It's embarrassing."

"That's right, if someone says she's not great, she doesn't know how great she is. It's really a joke."

The female disciples of Tianyi Sect all had their mouths equipped with machine guns, and they were yelling at each other so much that Tang Mumu couldn't say a word.

She could only blush and glare at Yu Menghuan with a look of resentment. The girl was grateful to the female disciples for speaking up.

Yu Menghuan raised her head and looked at Tang Mumu, "Tang Mumu, sooner or later, I will go back to settle the accounts with you and the Tang family. Let's wait and see."

After saying that, the girl ignored Tang Mumu's ugly expression and left directly with the female disciple of Tianyi Sect.

Nangong Li stood far away, looking at Yu Menghuan's back, with an unknown smile on his lips.

The competition on the field has reached a fever pitch. Ji Yunheng of Tianyi Sect and Qingshu of Wuji Sect, these two sect disciples finally met.

When Ji Yunheng saw that his opponent was Qing Shu, he was not surprised at all. In fact, he had wanted to compete with Qing Shu for a long time.

"Brother Yun Heng, we finally met."

"Yes, Brother Qingshu, we can finally have a good fight."

The two of them had a feeling that they had met each other too late. Qingshu was holding a big knife and Ji Yunheng was holding a spear.

Two handsome young men of similar age stood on both sides, neither of them moved first.

The onlookers below were all dumbfounded. Why didn't these two people just take action and just stare at each other?

Just when they thought the two of them would stand there and stare at each other, they quickly moved.

With a "Crack" sound, the two weapons collided together, emitting a burst of dazzling sparks.

Both of them were in the late Nascent Soul stage, but Shanlinggen cultivator was really indistinguishable for a while.

After fighting with weapons for a while without a winner, the two gave up their weapons at the same time and began to compete with spiritual moves.

Qingshu called for the wind, and Ji Yunheng called for the thunder. Suddenly, the wind was strong on the competition stage, and the sky began to become dense with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

The onlookers looked at this scene and opened their mouths in surprise. On the stand, Mu Nanxi had a handful of melon seeds in his hand and was chopping them leisurely.

While eating melon seeds, he did not forget to analyze the battle situation with Bai Bai and Xiao Milkshake in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mu Nanxi: [Who do you think will win in the end, Qingshu or Ji Yunheng? 】

Bai Bai: [Both of them have their own merits, but Bai Bai thinks the one named Qing Shu will win. 】

Little Milkshake: [Ji Yunheng is from Tianyi Sect, shouldn’t we hope he wins? 】

Then there was a heated discussion between Bai Bai and Xiao Milkshake on whether Qing Shu or Ji Yunheng would win.

During this period, Bai Bai said something, saying that the reason why he wanted Qingshu to win was that he was afraid that Mu Nanxi would not be able to bear to use his full strength and lose the game because of the friendship between the same disciples.

Mu Nanxi wanted to say that there was no need for it. If only she and Ji Yunheng were left in the end, it would be fine for whoever wins or loses.

Anyway, whoever wins will be the glory of Tianyi Sect.

If she really wanted to win, then she would not care about the friendship between the same disciples at all, and she would still have to fight if she should.

Just when the discussion between one person, one spirit and one beast was in full swing, the winner was finally decided on the competition field.

The result was somewhat unexpected, Qingshu won.

Mu Nanxi whistled teasingly in her heart. It seemed that Qingshu still had two skills, and he actually beat Ji Yunheng, who had the aura of a male protagonist.

Although both of them looked a little embarrassed, neither of them suffered any real damage.

The winner was decided. One of the two young men was not arrogant in victory, and the other was not discouraged in defeat. They bowed to each other in a graceful manner, and Ji Yunheng stepped down from the stage.

Qing Shu won, and the Wuji Sect disciples watching the battle were excited. Tang Mumu even shot a provocative look in the direction of Yu Menghuan with great pride.

Looking at the disciples of Tianyi Sect, seeing Ji Yunheng's defeat, they would be lying if they said they were not disappointed, but they did not give up completely.

After all, Mu Nanxi hasn't played yet. Perhaps because of Ye Junhan, they have an inexplicable confidence in Mu Nanxi.

They always felt that the person who won in the end would definitely be Mu Nanxi.

The competition between the other eight people was over. Finally, with Mu Nanxi added, there were a total of five people on the field, four men and one woman.

In the last melee, the person who remains on the stage is the winner.

Mu Nanxi resisted the urge to roll her eyes. This rule was so familiar, and this scene was so familiar.

She couldn't help but remember that during the sect competition, she had stayed until the end.

The difference is that she can no longer compare with who she was back then.

Although the remaining people are all powerful, she can defeat them one by one.

The four male disciples present, except Qingshu, looked at each other and thought about the same thing.

That is to first eliminate Mu Nanxi, the only female disciple on the field.

The three of them rushed towards Mu Nanxi, but two of them suddenly felt that they could not move.

Looking down, they saw an invisible wind tightly wrapped around their waists, making it impossible for them to break free.

It was Qing Shu. He stood lazily aside and even yawned out of boredom, looking like he didn't want to do anything at all.

Mu Nanxi was slightly surprised. Seeing the male disciples who were still in a daze rushing towards her, she gritted her teeth in displeasure.

"Senior brother, if you lose your focus during the competition, you will die."

As soon as the words fell, the male disciple finally came to his senses. The other two couldn't get away for the time being, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

In the end, the remaining five people were almost all in the late Nascent Soul stage. They were equally matched, and it just depended on who was more skilled.

Mu Nanxi's palms glowed with icy blue light, and she was soon fighting with the male disciple. They seemed to be equally matched, but in fact they were able to do it with ease.