The female supporting character in the cultivation world only wants to grow flowers and become stron

Another hour passed, and the number of disciples on the arena had decreased from tens of thousands to several hundred.

Most of the disciples were just there to make up the numbers and try their luck; they didn't actually have any skills that surpassed others, so they were eliminated early on.

This is why the ARAM (All Random All Mid) mode ended so quickly.

At this point, only those at the higher levels of the Qi Refining stage remained on the arena.

These high-level cultivators were all above the seventh level of Qi Refining. They gradually stood out in the chaotic battle by relying on their excellent movement techniques or powerful attacks.

The situation on the arena had changed. Few disciples with low cultivation levels remained, and the remaining skilled fighters were now engaged in individual battles, with no longer any group formation or cooperation.

Some disciples used sealing techniques to trap their opponents, while others used speed to overcome slowness, displaying agility.

Lin Yitang continued to wander around the arena, but she did not actively participate in the fight; instead, she concealed her moves.

So far, she hasn't used much spiritual power, and her spiritual energy is perfectly preserved. If no one causes trouble, she won't reveal her attack methods, allowing her to launch a surprise attack in the next match.

Suddenly, a loud shout broke the silence.

A burly male cultivator brandished a long sword that was entirely fiery red, channeling his spiritual power to send flames sweeping outwards.

This move was incredibly powerful, forcing everyone to retreat.

Lin Yitang was also within the attack range. She frowned, took several dozen steps back, and left the range of the flames.

Unexpectedly, the male cultivator spotted Lin Yitang at a glance. Upon seeing her wooden plaque, he grinned and said, "Lin Yitang? I know you. You're the magic cultivator who defeated many disciples at One Sword Peak, right? It's a pity I hadn't emerged from seclusion back then, otherwise you would never be so famous!"

These words shocked the disciples who were fighting nearby.

Defeating many disciples of One Sword Peak, and they were all magic cultivators? Who is this person who can fight sword cultivators?

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, the male cultivator said, "It seems not many people know about this. But that's fine, this rumor should end now. Lin Yitang, let me test your strength today and see if it's as powerful as the rumors suggest!"

Having said that, he activated his spiritual power, and flames surged on his longsword as he slashed down at Lin Yitang.

Lin Yitang was agile and her movements were extremely fast, so she easily dodged the attack.

She stood quietly on the arena, her gaze coldly fixed on the male cultivator. A glance at his wooden plaque revealed the words "Thirty-six years old" and "Eighth level of Qi Refining" written after his name.

It turned out to be an old sword cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Seeing that he had missed Lin Yitang, the male cultivator was immediately enraged.

He roared, channeling his spiritual power, and the flames on his longsword instantly surged several feet. The sword energy crisscrossed, its imposing aura terrifying, heading straight for Lin Yitang's face.

Lin Yitang turned around and skillfully dodged the male cultivator's attack once again.

Her movements were like a ghost, dodging attacks at the last second. The male cultivator swung his sword repeatedly, but couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Yitang's clothes.

After repeated attempts, the male cultivator became increasingly frustrated and shouted, "What's the use of just hiding? If you're so capable, come and fight me head-on!"

Seeing that the other person seemed to be looking down on her, Lin Yitang smiled slightly instead of getting angry: "Who said I only know how to hide?"

Before she finished speaking, a water arrow suddenly appeared out of thin air in Lin Yitang's hand and headed straight for the male cultivator's face.

The male cultivator was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to block. But the water arrow came too fast and he couldn't completely block it.

"Pfft!" The water arrow struck the male cultivator's shoulder, and blood splattered immediately. The male cultivator cried out in pain, and his long sword almost slipped from his hand.

"You, you actually possess such pure spiritual energy!" The male cultivator's expression changed, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that Lin Yitang, a seemingly ordinary cultivator, would possess such great spiritual power, and so quickly.

He then became more cautious in using swordsmanship.

However, before the male cultivator could adjust his moves, Lin Yitang took advantage of his injury and exposed weakness, and fired several water arrows in one breath, directly targeting the weak point!

The male cultivator was shocked and hurriedly activated his spiritual power to defend himself. However, Lin Yitang's water arrows were extremely cunning, moving up and down, left and right, making them impossible for him to defend against. After only a few rounds, the male cultivator was in a sorry state, with several wounds on his body.

The male cultivator was injured by the water arrows and was in unbearable pain. Realizing that Lin Yitang was difficult to deal with, he immediately fled.

However, he was already slower than Lin Yitang, and with his injury, he was overtaken by Lin Yitang in just a few breaths.

Lin Yitang appeared before him like a ghost, took out the sect's unified spirit sword, and thrust it into his chest.

The male cultivator felt a sharp pain and thought he was going to die, but the moment the sword pierced through, the wooden plaque emitted a burst of white light, teleporting him away.

It turned out that the wooden plaque sensed his danger and teleported him off the stage before he suffered a fatal injury. After falling off the stage, the male cultivator was still shaken and remained stunned by Lin Yitang's presence for a long time.

He was terrified. Fortunately, the Taique Sect had a mechanism to protect its disciples, otherwise he would have lost his life!

He regretted it. Why did he have to provoke Lin Yitang? Wouldn't it have been better to just survive until the end and advance to the top 100?

Finally, I couldn't help but exclaim, "The cultivation of Falun Gong is truly terrifying!"

The battle on the arena continued, while Lin Yitang wandered the battlefield like a ghost.

As she wandered around, the scene of her fight with the male cultivator was simultaneously transmitted to the crystal screen outside the arena.

Xuanhui Zhenjun was initially uninterested, but when he saw Lin Yitang casting a spell, his mouth dropped open and his eyes lit up.

His delight was palpable, and he exclaimed, "This disciple is quite remarkable!"

Seeing Xuan Hui's expression, Zi Lan couldn't help but curiously lean over and asked, "What's wrong with this disciple?"

Xuan Hui said, "Look at this disciple. The purity of her spiritual energy and the sophistication of her spells surpass even those of the inner disciples! In addition, her analysis of the opponent's weaknesses is so accurate that she has quite a talent for combat!"

Zi Lan nodded: "Your movement skills and eyesight are indeed excellent, but so what?"

Xuan Hui said, "Didn't you see? Judging from the water arrow technique she used, her control over spiritual energy is divine, and she has a unique understanding of the use of magic, achieving the best attack effect with the least amount of spiritual energy. If someone else used the water arrow technique, they wouldn't be able to reach her level. She's simply a genius among magic cultivators!"

Zi Lan stared at it for a while, then shook her head and sighed, "I don't have any talent in magic, so I can't tell how well I control spiritual energy. But if Xuan Hui likes this disciple, he can consider taking her in, as long as she can get into the top fifty of the outer sect's top 100 list."

However, Xuan Hui did not hear what Zi Lan said. He just stared intently at the female cultivator on the screen, as if he were looking at a dazzling and tempting treasure.