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The two sides quickly determined the rules and procedures of the competition, and the first competition was a spell duel.

Chushui Villa sent a lean man named Lin Feng. He wore a green robe, his posture erect yet nimble, like a nimble mountain monkey. Lin Feng specialized in wind magic. With a gentle lift of his hands, the air around him seemed to be under his control. His gaze was determined, fixed on his opponent.

The Shangshan Pavilion sent a disciple named Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu was tall and slender, with a resolute face. His white robe fluttered in the wind, giving him a certain sage-like demeanor. His control over water magic had already reached a state of perfection.

The two men stood facing each other, and Lin Feng launched the attack first. He danced his hands rapidly, muttering something, and in an instant, a fierce wind roared up, forming a powerful tornado, sweeping towards Zhao Yu with destructive momentum. Wherever the tornado passed, dust flew up, and the people around felt a strong pressure.

Zhao Yu, however, remained calm. He slowly formed seals with his hands and softly shouted, "Water Curtain Barrier!" Instantly, a vast curtain of water appeared out of thin air, like a transparent wall, blocking the onslaught of the fierce wind. The water curtain shimmered, imbued with powerful force.

Seeing this, Lin Feng's eyes flashed with cunning, and he flashed, turning into a gust of wind, rushing towards Zhao Yu at an extremely fast speed. His figure was looming in the wind, making it difficult to grasp.

Zhao Yu reacted quickly, changing his hand seals once again. The original water curtain instantly transformed into a giant water dragon, swooping down towards Lin Feng with its fangs and claws bared. Wherever the water dragon passed, the air was filled with mist.

Lin Feng and the water dragon engaged in a fierce battle. Using the power of the wind, Lin Feng constantly changed his direction, trying to avoid the water dragon's attacks. Meanwhile, under Zhao Yu's control, the water dragon nimbly pursued Lin Feng, each strike carrying immense force.

For a moment, the wind and water collided, stirring up waves of water and air currents. The surrounding ground was pitted by the powerful force, and a roar filled the air.

After a fierce battle, Zhao Yu, relying on his superior spell manipulation and deep reserves of spiritual energy, gradually gained the upper hand. Finally, he seized the opportunity and unleashed a powerful water arrow from the water dragon's mouth, striking Lin Feng directly. Lin Feng was unable to dodge and was knocked back several steps. Zhao Yu had a slight advantage in this battle, and Shangshan Pavilion had secured the first victory.

The second competition was a contest of force.

Chushui Villa sent out an immensely powerful man named Sun Meng. With his massive build and muscular build, Sun Meng towered over the crowd like a mountain. His bare chest exposed his iron-hard muscles, each one brimming with explosive power. His eyes were filled with wildness and confidence, as if victory was already certain.

Shangshan Pavilion dispatched a slender female disciple named Li Yue. Li Yue's figure was petite, yet exuded agility and tenacity. She wore a tight-fitting training suit that perfectly showcased her graceful curves. She held a slender whip, her eyes filled with vigilance and determination.

As soon as Sun Meng entered the arena, he swung his massive fist, like a hammer, fierce and powerful. Every punch he threw was accompanied by a sharp sound, as if it could split mountains and shatter rocks. He strode towards Li Yue with such force that the ground trembled slightly under his footsteps.

Li Yue, however, remained calm. She leaped lightly, like a dancing butterfly, deftly dodging Sun Meng's attacks. Her movements were extremely agile, and each dodge was perfectly timed, making Sun Meng's punches miss time and again.

Sun Meng's attacks, unable to break through, grew increasingly impatient. His attacks became more ferocious and chaotic, leaving more holes. Li Yue seized the opportunity, dove in, and quickly closed in on Sun Meng. The whip in her hand, like a serpent, instantly wrapped around Sun Meng's arm. Then, leveraging Sun Meng's strength, she rolled over and unleashed a deft blow, striking his joints.

Sun Meng roared in pain, then lashed out with his other hand, grabbing Li Yue. Li Yue quickly withdrew the whip and distanced herself again. But Sun Meng, with his immense strength, withstood Li Yue's attack. At the crucial moment, with brute force, he grabbed Li Yue's arm and flung her away.

Li Yue fell heavily to the ground, but she quickly stood up, without a trace of fear in her eyes. She rushed towards Sun Meng again, swinging the whip in her hand even more fiercely. This time, she changed her strategy. Instead of fighting Sun Meng head-on, she used her speed and agility to harass and attack Sun Meng's weaknesses.

After another fierce exchange, although Sun Meng was formidable, Li Yue, with his agility and clever tactics, gradually gained the upper hand. Finally, Li Yue seized a vulnerable spot in Sun Meng's body and swung his whip, striking him in the head. Sun Meng staggered before collapsing to the ground. This contest marked another victory for Shangshan Pavilion.

At this time, Shangshan Pavilion had won two games in a row. As long as they won the third game, the Taikong Silver would belong to them.

The third competition is a confrontation between magic weapons.

Chushui Villa produced a powerful magical weapon—the Fire Cloud Fan. The fan was a fiery red, its surface painted with blazing flames, as if ready to erupt in blazing flames at any moment. The representative of Chushui Villa gripped the Fire Cloud Fan tightly, his eyes filled with confidence and anticipation.

The Shangshan Pavilion produced a mysterious magical weapon—the Frost Sword. The sword's blade was crystal clear, emitting bursts of cold air, and its blade seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, which made people shudder. The Shangshan Pavilion representative held the Frost Sword in hand, his expression solemn, and he was ready for battle.

Representatives from both sides, each holding a magical weapon, faced each other. The representative from Chushui Villa took the lead, wielding his Fire Cloud Fan and chanting an incantation. Instantly, a sea of ​​fire surged toward the other side. The flames were so intense that the air was distorted and scorched wherever they passed.

The Shangshan Pavilion representative showed no fear. He raised his Frost Sword and swung it with all his might. A blast of cold sword energy instantly shot out, colliding with the sea of ​​fire. Ice and fire intertwined, emitting a sizzling sound. The temperature around him fluctuated dramatically, sometimes scorching, sometimes freezing.

The representatives from Chushui Villa continuously increased their spiritual power input, making the Fire Cloud Fan even more powerful and the fire more intense. However, the representatives from Shangshan Pavilion remained calm and composed, continuously injecting spiritual power into the Frost Sword. The cold air became increasingly oppressive, gradually suppressing the sea of ​​fire.

After a fierce battle, the representative of Shangshan Pavilion seized the opportunity and displayed a set of exquisite sword techniques. The Frost Sword shone brightly, and a powerful cold air directly penetrated the sea of ​​fire and hit the representative of Chushui Villa. The representative of Chushui Villa could not resist and fell to the ground.

Shangshan Pavilion won three games in a row and successfully won the Taikong Silver. Everyone in Shangshan Pavilion cheered, while Chu Xiaoguan had a gloomy face and was extremely angry, but he could only watch as the people from Shangshan Pavilion took the Taikong Silver.