Sister, I don't want to be a furnace anymore. I'm about to become an immortal.

173rd Palm: Battle against Xuanying Sect

Watching the other party's body change from illusory to concentrated, this is unlikely to be a technique that a Jindan stage cultivator can control. The only explanation is that group of mysterious races.

"Why don't I have these natural magical powers? I'm so envious. With just this one skill, if I can cultivate a few more illusion clones, who can find my real body?"

Grinding his teeth in jealousy, Xiao Yichen really wanted to fight with the other party and experience the power of the other party's magical powers for himself. Fortunately, the opportunity would come tomorrow.

But now, let’s focus on the game at hand. It’s their turn to play.

Their opponent, the Xuanying Sect, has all its members at the peak of the Jindan stage, while none of their Yinling Valley members, except Sun Ningqiu, are at that stage.

The condition of Sun Ningqiu and others beside him was obviously not right. Feng He was helpless after seeing it, but what could he do?

"Don't look like you've already lost. As long as the four of you can take down two of them, I'll take care of the remaining three. Of course, if you can't even beat the other two, then forget it."

After hearing this, they remembered that Xiao Yichen was there to back them up. Although Xiao Yichen's realm was not high on the surface, they all knew from Feng He that Xiao Yichen's strength was stronger than all of them combined.

"Brother, you said it, don't go against your will." Xiao Yao punched Xiao Yichen on the arm. The tomboy's appearance made him laugh and cry.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my word."

In this way, the five people went to the competition stage under the escort of Feng He and Xiao Yao.

The disciples of the Xuanying Sect opposite had already taken their positions. When they saw the two evil groups again, Xiao Yichen rarely shifted his gaze elsewhere. However, the other people around him became a little uneasy. The men shifted their gazes, and the women lowered their heads to compare.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long. As the referee's voice sounded, Sun Ningqiu cheered up and walked forward. The opponent was a cultivator who had just broken through the peak of the Jindan stage. Sun Ningqiu had a great chance of winning this game.

At the beginning of the game, Sun Ningqiu changed his previous passive defense and took the initiative to rush towards his opponent. Seeing this, the opponent did not dodge and went straight to meet him.

A real man will never back down. The two men soon started fighting, punching and kicking each other, making the people watching cheer and shout continuously. This was what they wanted to see. The feeling of this kind of flesh-and-flesh hitting was much more exciting than throwing skills at each other.

The game is still going on. After Sun Ningqiu's spiritual growth yesterday, his fighting style has become very extreme. He has always been fighting with injuries in exchange for injuries. As long as he can't kill the opponent, he will fight to the death. Xiao Yichen is watching with great enthusiasm outside the venue.

"Right! Hit him like this, hit harder, don't defend, just hit him on the head!"

When he was deeply moved, he couldn't help but give orders, but his voice was isolated outside and could not affect the two people on the field.

After a while, the disciple from Xuanying Sect seemed to be hurt. Although he still gritted his teeth and persisted, his steps kept retreating, and it was obvious that he was afraid.

Sun Ningqiu was delighted when he noticed this change and continued to increase the frequency of his attacks. After all, he had to win this battle.

Finally, as his opponent was forced to the edge of the field, Sun Ningqiu took a punch from his opponent and kicked the man in front of him in the chest, kicking the man directly out of the arena. He won the match.

"Roar……"

He raised his fists high and roared loudly, as if this was the decisive game.

The disciples from Xuanying Sect all looked at him with puzzled eyes, but they didn't say anything. After all, everyone had a different personality, so they showed respect.

After resting for a minute or two, the second person sent by Xuanyingmen slowly walked onto the arena.

Looking at Sun Ningqiu who was covered in wounds, the other person's face was full of relief. In his mind, as long as he defeated Sun Ningqiu in front of him, the remaining four people in Yinling Valley would not be a threat.

There was no wasting time on either side. Just like in the previous match, they rushed towards each other directly. However, after only the first collision, Sun Ningqiu was knocked back several meters.

After stabilizing his body, he knew that he was bound to lose this battle and had to change his fighting style, which was to consume as much of the opponent's physical strength as possible to pave the way for his junior brothers and sisters.

When he thought of this, he stopped attacking and returned to his previous fighting style. This was not a sign of cowardice, but a strategy.

The disciple from Xuanyingmen obviously saw what he was thinking. He frowned slightly and attacked Sun Ningqiu in front of him.

Since Sun Ningqiu wanted to consume his physical strength, he would do the opposite. Just like the principle that a short pain is worse than a long one, he would defeat the opponent as quickly as possible.

Sun Ningqiu felt the breath coming from the front and his face looked very ugly, but he still did not choose to fight head-on. He dodged to the side and decided to run away if he couldn't win. Although he was still hit by several punches, the opponent couldn't take him down for a while.

And every time the opponent wanted to unleash a full-strength attack, Sun Ningqiu would run to the edge of the field, betting that the opponent would not be able to brake and would directly rush out of the competition area and be judged as the loser by the referee. Although this trick was a bit shameless, it did work.

After all, the cultivators in the Western Continent are used to being aggressive and it is possible that they will rush out because of this tiny mistake.

The disciple from Xuanying Sect was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he didn't dare to really gamble. After all, it was a sure win. If he accidentally lost, it would be a huge embarrassment.

With a grit of his teeth, he flew directly into the air. An axe appeared out of thin air above his head, and its size kept growing bigger and bigger.

He was about to use magic. Although doing so would play into Sun Ningqiu's hands, he just wanted to get him out immediately.

Seeing this scene in the sky, Sun Ningqiu on the ground smiled slightly. Although it was a bit shameful, fortunately the plan was successful.

Just as the giant axe in the sky was about to chop down, he mobilized all of his remaining spiritual energy in front of him and condensed an earth shield. He wanted to fight to the death and hold on as long as possible.

Until he felt a huge force in his chest, and he flew backwards. He didn't even last a second and was out of the competition venue.

It’s not his fault. The disciple from Xuanyingmen was so angry that he would rather waste more spiritual energy and teach Sun Ningqiu a lesson.

Xiao Yichen caught the flying Sun Ningqiu and gave him a big thumbs up.

"Well done! That guy got so angry that you used up nearly half of his spiritual energy. Haha."

Hearing this, Sun Ningqiu, with blood flowing from his mouth, chuckled, and then coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

Feng He immediately flew towards their location and shot a stream of spiritual energy into Sun Ningqiu's body, stabilizing his injuries.

On the other side, the rest of the people from Yinling Valley also appeared one after another. What Xiao Yichen didn't expect was that the three of them seemed to be infected by Sun Ningqiu. They were all desperate and exerted their full and extraordinary strength.

The three of them took turns to fight, not only defeating the previous disciple of Xuanying Sect, but also draining most of the opponent's physical strength after the third player came on the field.

By this calculation, Xiao Yichen now only needs to face two and a half enemies.

When he stepped onto the arena, the man in front of him was staring at him with anger in his eyes.

"You're the only one left. This farce should finally end."

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen grinned under the mask and replied in the same way:

"Yeah! I'm the only one left, so don't be too harsh later."