Mysterious mirror hanging high

dong dong——

As the two drum sounds spread, Jing Yu, who was sitting on the stone seat watching the battle, keenly felt an invisible force field enveloping Yan Guiluan's body, and actually formed a series of extremely special [waves] around him.

The magic arrow that was powerful enough to destroy a city or a country collided with this invisible force field and could not maintain its shape, and dissipated with a loud bang, causing Qi Baisheng's expression to change slightly.

"It's [Sound Range]..."

Jing Yu's eyes lit up slightly. "Yan Guiluan used the drum sounds to create a unique spiritual energy tide around her, transforming the previously orderly flow of spiritual energy into a chaotic and disordered pattern... Qi Baisheng's magic arrow entered the range of the [Sound Domain], destroying the original spiritual energy structure and naturally unable to maintain it, so it could only dissipate... What a magical power!"

"However, this [Sound Field] can only disrupt spells and is useless against physical magical weapons and artifacts."

"[Xuan Yin Pavilion] is indeed one of the three pavilions in Zhongzhou. This Taoist tradition really has some secrets."

Yan Guiluan used her unique [Sound Domain] ability to block Qi Baisheng's magic arrows. With a rough idea in mind, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Qi Baisheng is a true disciple of Zhongyue. He is extremely proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, and is also good at [Shooting] and [Driving]. His magic arrows are incredibly powerful. Fortunately, I have made a breakthrough in the art of music, so I should be safe this time..."

Then two more drum sounds rang out simultaneously, transforming into two sound waves that attacked Qi Baisheng's [Five-Soldier Chariot].

"This sonic technique is invisible and intangible. Qi Baisheng is going to have a headache..." Jing Yu thought to himself.

But Qi Baisheng was not in a hurry, and suddenly shouted:

"【quiet】!"

As the word "Qi Baisheng" came out, the entire arena became silent. The cultivators below the stage could only see Yan Guiluan's hands beating the drumsticks, and could no longer hear any sound.

"Words become reality? Is this the core magical power of Zhongyue Peak?" Jing Yu leaned forward slightly and suddenly saw Yan Guiluan open her mouth to speak. However, because there was no sound on the stage at that time, he could only judge what she said by her lip shape.

Fortunately, Jing Yu had amazing five senses and knew a little about lip reading, so he barely made out what Yan Guiluan said:

"It's the unique skill of Zhongyue Zhenjun [Sacred Words and Laws]! I never thought you could master this magical power..."

"Qi Baisheng's magical power, called [Holy Words and Laws], is truly formidable. It can actually negate spells and prohibit magical powers within a small area... Even if it can only weaken spells and magical powers of higher rank, it's enough to change the course of the battle."

Jing Yu sighed, "If Yan Guiluan is only proficient in music, this game will be difficult."

Yan Guiluan's expression remained unchanged. Seeing that the usual musical techniques were ineffective, he simply stopped beating the drum. Instead, he held two drumsticks in his hands and strode towards Qi Baisheng!

"Ok?"

Qi Baisheng silently bent his bow and drew his arrow. Just as he was about to shoot another arrow, he saw Yan Guiluan leap high into the air. His blood suddenly surged, and he used two drumsticks as weapons, smashing them down hard at the [Five-Soldier Chariot]!

hum-

A wave of spiritual energy spread outside the arena, and a bronze soldier who was holding a shield to block was hit by Yan Guiluan's drumstick, and his body was dented. Although the scene was grand, it was silent. Everyone looked at it as if they were watching a pantomime.

"Dual cultivation of Dharma and body! Yan Guiluan is actually also a physical cultivator!"

"I've never heard of Yan Guiluan possessing physical cultivation skills before. She's hiding it too well!"

Qi Baisheng obviously had not expected that Yan Guiluan's physical body was so terrifying. For a moment, he could not even maintain the [Holy Words and Laws]. The entire arena was filled with sound again, and the roar of the huge collision resounded throughout Nanyue again.

In desperation, Qi Baisheng could only drive the [Five-Weapon Chariot] and use his driving skills to try to create distance again.

But how could Yan Guiluan give him such an opportunity? She fought him hand-to-hand almost all the time, pressing him step by step.

Boom boom boom——

The two exchanged dozens of moves, each one thrilling. Yan Guiluan mobilized his powerful blood and energy, and almost every blow he struck missed, knocking the five bronze soldiers on the [Five-Soldier Chariot] unconscious. In the end, Qi Baisheng's magic power was slightly insufficient, and he had no choice but to admit defeat:

"I surrender……"

Yan Guiluan put away the drumstick and smiled slightly: "Brother Qi, thank you for your kindness."

"Such a strong body cultivation..." Qi Baisheng whispered, "Junior Sister Yan is really well hidden. To cultivate this body into such a toughness, I think she must have suffered a lot."

Yan Guiluan is indeed a hidden talent. Although her body cultivation skills are still not as good as Jing Yu's, who is the best in Zhongzhou, she is no worse than Xuanweizi, the Taoist of Liangyi Temple. This laid the foundation for her victory.

Yan Guiluan closed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Daily, I use the rhythmic vibrations of the Heavenly Drum Wall to temper my body. How can I describe the torture I endure in a few words? Today, I have finally achieved success. All my tears and blood over the past hundred years are worth it..."

Qi Baisheng felt bitter, "I've failed my grandfather's expectations. Now I only have one challenge left. Who of the other four can I defeat?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out from beside his ears. Qi Baisheng turned around in surprise. It was Xu Baiwei, a disciple of Xiyue Peak Chess Master Yang Dingfeng, who said:

"Senior Sister Yan, please take a moment to regulate your breathing. Songfeng Xiyue [Xu Baiwei] will be waiting for your guidance."

Yan Guiluan frowned slightly and thought to herself, "Compared to Qi Baisheng, Xu Baiwei only has the title of Golden Purple Prodigy, but she hardly travels outside. She's not well-known and very mysterious... We know nothing about her skills, magical powers, magic weapons, and techniques. But since she's a disciple of Xiyue..."

"Can what Xiyue has learned be comparable to what Zhongyue has inherited?"

Although he had doubts in his heart, he said gently, "Junior Sister Xu, please wait a moment until I have finished regulating my breathing."

"Dingfeng, is Bai Wei confident?" Xiao Beiyue looked at Yang Dingfeng and asked, "If Bai Wei loses to Yan Guiluan again, our two greatest geniuses will fall to the hands of the Xuanyin Pavilion. Others will think that our Songfeng Pavilion's heritage is inferior to the Xuanyin Pavilion..."

Yang Dingfeng, who was sitting in the Songfeng Pavilion watching the game, still looked sickly, holding a small heater in his hands, and said indifferently:

"Bai Wei always plans before taking action. She has just witnessed Yan Guiluan's methods, and she still dares to take the stage. Of course, she must have a certain degree of confidence. Senior Brother Xiao, just wait and see."

When Yan Guiluan finished regulating her breathing, the two golden and purple female cultivators jumped onto the stage at the same time and confronted each other.

Yan Guiluan still took out the cowhide drum, holding two drumsticks in his hands, and said secretly, "The disciples of Xiyue have never been very sociable. Their magic and supernatural powers are even mixed together, and even mixed with a lot of magic methods. I wonder what kind of methods this Xu Baiwei is..."

Soon she witnessed Xu Baiwei's magical powers, and saw that the concubine and disciple of the Qi Zhenjun suddenly took out a wooden chessboard with 19 vertical and horizontal lines, threw it out, and it quickly sank under the arena.

The next moment, the originally smooth and flat warm jade platform suddenly began to show the vertical and horizontal lines of a chessboard. At the intersections of the vertical and horizontal lines, many black and white chess pieces appeared...