After traveling to the world of cultivation, I rely on the game system to survive

Xia Chen was battling Feng Feng, a registered disciple of Tianquan Peak. After the two exchanged greetings, Feng Feng raised his hand and sword and said, "Please!"

He said "please" but Feng Feng had already unsheathed his sword and thrust it out. This was done silently and without any sign.

Feng Feng moved extremely quickly, sending out three consecutive sword strikes, and Xia Chen narrowly avoided them.

Feng Feng was confident, and when it came to the fourth sword, there was a clang, and Xia Chen also attacked with his long sword.

The two men faced each other with swords and fought each other. They rolled over and over for hundreds of moves, but there was no result. The two were evenly matched.

Unable to defeat him for a long time, Feng Feng became very impatient and thought to himself: This Xia Chen is really difficult to deal with. He doesn't seem to be declining after fighting for such a long time. Instead, he becomes more and more courageous. He keeps attacking fiercely, and I am actually at a disadvantage.

Xia Chen was originally a cultivator with thunder spiritual roots, and his sword energy carried a strong force of thunder and lightning. The young man shouted, jumped high up, and swung his sword down. The sword energy was high and rushed straight towards Feng Feng like destroying dead wood.

The sword energy is sharp and the sword intent is strong.

Feng Feng raised his sword to block, but Xia Chen's sword tip trembled slightly, but he suddenly changed his moves in mid-air and stabbed directly towards Feng Feng's left waist.

At this critical moment, Feng Feng suddenly turned over in the air, retreated several feet, and at the same time changed his sword to block with his left hand.

The swords collided in mid-air, the sword energy stimulated each other, and the clanging sound continued endlessly.

Listening carefully, the endless sound was caused by countless continuous collisions. The two men exchanged many swords in an instant.

Feng Feng secretly groaned in his heart. Xia Chen swung his sword one after another. The lightning power attached to the sword energy slowly took effect on him, and his arm holding the sword became numb.

Xia Chen used all kinds of offensive moves, and Feng Feng kept moving backwards, and finally reached the edge of the ring, with nowhere to retreat.

With the last sword strike, Xia Chen's sword energy caused thunderbolts from the sky to strike down at the same time. Feng Feng's hands were so sore and numb that he could no longer hold the sword.

The long sword fell on the ring with a crisp sound.

"Senior Brother Feng, thank you for letting me." Xia Chen put away his sword, bent down to pick up Feng Feng's sword and handed it to him.

The battle on Xia Chen's side was fierce, but Su Huaining on the other ring was quite relaxed, which made people wonder how to evaluate it.

Su Huaining was fighting against a disciple from Kaiyang Peak.

As soon as he stepped onto the ring, the disciple from Kaiyang Peak began to attack fiercely, and Su Huaining had no power to fight back.

Although he was agile, he hid in a very awkward manner.

Amidst the rain of sword attacks from the disciples of Kaiyang Peak, Su Huaining ran around the stage, occasionally throwing out a pill and stimulating it with sword energy.

Gradually, the pills overlapped with each other and formed a pill formation, covering the disciples of Kaiyang Peak.

Su Huaining stopped in the corner of the ring.

The disciples of Kaiyang Peak rushed left and right in the pill formation, and their attacks became more and more violent.

The disciples watching below gradually realized that something was wrong. The disciple from Kaiyang Peak could still attack the pill formation normally at first, but when he weakened one part, Su Huaining counterattacked and added a pill.

When the disciples of Kaiyang Peak weakened the formation again, Su Huaining calmly added another one, and repeated this process.

Gradually, the disciples of Kaiyang Peak stopped attacking the pill formation and instead madly attacked the surrounding air and output spiritual energy.

The disciple from Kaiyang Peak had obviously not been completely defeated. He stabbed his own arm with a sword, and blood was gushing out.

The disciple ignored his arm and swung his sword to cut at the pill formation. Su Huaining didn't even blink and threw out a few more pills.

"How many pills does he have? Don't pills cost money?"

"These pills are a small matter, but what's going on with this pill formation? That disciple's attack is completely random. Don't you find it strange?"

In just half an incense stick of time, the disciples of Kaiyang Peak returned to their old ways and started slashing wildly at the air.

Su Huaining stood idly in the corner until the disciple from Kaiyang Peak ran out of spiritual energy and fainted.

Su Huaining wins!

"What is this? It's so cruel!"

"I didn't even touch anyone a few times, but I exhausted myself to death!"

"Can someone explain? What's going on with these pills?"

A disciple from Yuheng Peak who was familiar with Su Huaining explained, "This is the psychedelic pill that Junior Brother Su just made."

"Yes! Junior Brother Su's hallucinogenic pill is still so terrifying!"

A disciple from another peak asked, "Senior Brother, could you please explain in detail what this psychedelic pill is?"

"Junior Brother Su heard about this hallucinogenic pill from somewhere. He experimented many times before finally succeeding in refining it." The disciple from Yuheng Peak explained, "This pill can cause a person to fall into an illusion, but Junior Brother Su has no idea what they see in that illusion, and no way to control it."

Thinking of the miserable state of the disciples of Yuheng Peak after Su Huaining refined the psychedelic pill that day, he still felt a lingering fear in his heart.

"Junior Brother Su's elixir is activated by sword energy, but we have no idea how effective it is. Only those who have experienced it firsthand understand its terrifying nature."

"The Pill Formation is designed to enhance the efficacy of pills by combining them with array formations. The Pill Formation repeatedly stacks a single pill to achieve the effect of doubling its efficacy."

A disciple from Yuheng Peak looked at Su Huaining on the stage with fear in his eyes: "I absolutely don't want to fight against Junior Brother Su."

Su Huaining scratched his head, his face flushed red because of everyone's gaze. He whispered, "I won, didn't I?"

. . . . . .

The sword lights intertwined, and the sword intent was intertwined. In just a moment, Pei Nian turned his wrist and sheathed the sword.

"you lose."

Pei Nianyi has won three games in a row and advanced to the group stage.

"Next!" The girl's clear voice rang out.

There was an uproar all around.

"Does she want to play all ten games directly?"

"Is she that confident in herself? Three battles consumed a lot of spiritual energy."

"The competition is still several days away. Today is only the first day."

The deacon elder was also shocked by Pei Nianyi's words. He frowned and couldn't help asking, "Are you sure you want to continue the battle today?"

Pei Nian's eyes lit up with a smile, "Of course! Strike while the iron is hot!"

There were also disciples who won three fights and won three times in other arenas, but most of them won with great difficulty. There were countless people who were wounded and bleeding, and had broken bones. They would never continue to fight in such a state.

On the stone tablet in front of Taiqing Hall, the names of people were listed repeatedly, but Pei Nianyi's name was the only one hanging high.

The competitions in several arenas have ended.

Hearing that Pei Nianyi from Tianshu Peak was going to win ten games directly, most of the disciples gathered around her arena. The time to witness a miracle had come!

Game 4, win!

Game 5, win!

Game 6, Game 7...

After knocking down the long sword of the ninth opponent disciple and winning nine games in a row, Pei Nian looked a little tired, but her eyes were very bright. Xia Chen, who was on the ring next to her, had also finished the eighth game.

Xia Chen raised his eyebrows when Pei Nianyi looked over and asked loudly, "Next?"

The sky had unknowingly become completely dark, with stars dotting the sky. The lights in the large square of Taiqing Temple were lit up, the bright light cast faint shadows at their feet.

The arena was filled with flashing cold light and flickering sword shadows, as bright as daylight. The crowd below the arena was bustling with noise and cheers.