It's almost time to wear it. The soft beauty relies on the child-bearing system to favor her

Shen Xingjian didn't even notice it. At this moment, his attention was completely on the woman in pink. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

The woman in pink on the stage showed no sign of backing down and she struggled to stand up.

The monks in the audience and the great elder of Lingsheng Sect on the stage all sighed silently.

The little girl is already injured, why won't she admit defeat? Does it have to be over until she is seriously injured or loses her life?

Pi Mo took a sip and said, "I don't have time to play with you, give me your life!"

Just when the woman in pink was about to get up, Pi Mo suddenly gathered murderous aura, bent his ten fingers like claws, rolled up the lightning power in the air, and rushed towards the woman.

"Ah!" the woman screamed, and soon her voice was swallowed up by the tornado with terrifying thunder and lightning.

"This..." The Great Elder froze on the stage. He was ready to help, but Pi Mo was too fast...

"It's over! What a pity!" The monks sighed.

But before he could finish his words of regret, suddenly, thousands of dazzling white lights appeared like the sun breaking through layers of dark clouds, instantly breaking through the dark tornado and illuminating half of the sky.

The monks on and off the stage were caught off guard and were all blinded by the sudden light.

There was a white light in front of my eyes, and it took a while for my vision to return.

The monks rubbed their eyes and blinked hard. After their vision recovered, the first thing they did was to look hurriedly at the arena.

On the three-meter-high arena, a layer of hazy gray-white air gradually dissipated. Under the gray-white air, the woman in pink was half-sitting on the ground, with her head lowered and her eyes closed, her hands clasped in front of her chest. This was a defensive posture.

Surprisingly, she wasn't hurt at all, just her breathing was a little erratic.

But there was no sign of Pi Mo on the stage.

"Pi Mo is there!" Someone pointed at the flagpole that towered into the sky.

The flagpole was at least thirty meters high, with a large flag hanging on it with the three words "Lingsheng Sect" inscribed on it.

"Ah?" The monks raised their heads.

The sunlight was dazzling, so they squinted their eyes and used their hands to block the sunlight. Only then could they see clearly that Pi Mo was lying face down with his chest pierced through by the top of the flagpole.

Pi Mo's eyes were wide open, he was no longer breathing, his blood was flowing, dyeing half of the flag red.

"Backlash of Light!" the Great Elder muttered, "She is so young, yet she can actually backlash of light!"

"Take down that flag quickly and replace it with a new, clean flag. As for this bloodstained flag, burn it!"

Soon, the Great Elder recovered from his shock. He called his disciples and quietly instructed, "Oh, and call the people from the Monks' Alliance over. Quickly!"

In this Eastern Spiritual Continent, cultivators cannot die inexplicably.

Especially in this kind of arena competition, if a cultivator dies, it must be investigated by the Monks' Alliance.

The monks were shocked at Pi Mo's death and turned their eyes to the woman in pink.

Perhaps the woman in pink felt everyone's gaze, or perhaps she sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were clear and she swept across everyone with a hint of surprise, like a cool spring water, extremely clean.

There was absolutely no fear or anger from having just killed someone.

The elder smiled and said, "Little girl, congratulations, you win."

Su Wanti's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled faintly, saying, "That's good. I thought I was going to die just now."

"The one who died is Pi Mo, your opponent." The Great Elder looked at her and said calmly.

Su Wanti pretended to be surprised, "How come?"

She now has the body of a sixteen-year-old girl, which is the age of innocence and straightforwardness. No matter what expression she makes, it is seen as genuine and pure by others, without any affectation or hypocrisy.

The great elder said: "Pi Mo's spiritual veins were completely cut off, his Dantian was destroyed, his spiritual roots were shattered, and he is dead. The flagpole went straight into his chest and pierced his heart."

Su Wanti covered her mouth and said, "Great Elder, I didn't mean it."

The Great Elder waved his hand gently, "It's his own fault."

"May I ask your name, young lady?" The elder's expression softened and he was very polite.

Su Wanti cupped her hands and said, "Junior is in the deep valley."

This is the name given to her by the master. The master said that a knowledgeable monk would know that she has a backer after hearing her name.

The Great Elder nodded slightly and asked, "Is your Master Shen Mizi?"

"Great Elder, do you know my master? Shen Mi Zi is my master." Su Wanti said in surprise.

The elder stroked his gray beard and laughed.

"Just by looking at the moves you used, I know that old fellow Shen Mizi taught you. He lived in seclusion for a hundred years, and light magic disappeared with him for a hundred years. Now a little girl like you can actually use light magic. Apart from being taught by him, how else could it be possible? You couldn't have taught yourself! Hahahaha!"

It turned out that the grand elder of the Lingsheng Sect had known Shen Mizi hundreds of years ago. Although the two were from different sects, they shared the same ideals and often worked together to create secret realms and search for treasures, and they had a deep relationship.

On the stage, the great elder of Lingsheng Sect was chatting and laughing with the little girl, while the cultivators below the stage were exclaiming in amazement.

"Did anyone see clearly what happened just now? How did Pi Mo die?"

At the crucial moment of the competition, everyone was dazzled by the sudden appearance of white light and could not see the movements of the two people on the stage at all.

Someone looked hesitant, "Did that little girl kill Pi Mo? My God, she is only in the early stage of foundation building, several levels lower than Pi Mo. Does she have that ability? Did she use some shady tricks?"

"Look, the people from the Monks' Union are here. If that girl used some dirty tricks, they will definitely be able to find out!"

At this time, a group of people wearing purple robes and with stern expressions quickly walked onto the stage.

They are from the Monks' Alliance.

At the same time, several people in black with gloomy faces squeezed into the crowd.

Shen Xingjian's gaze fell on those people, and he silently pushed aside the people in front of him and walked towards the arena.