The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Chapter 154 Sect Competition (20)

In the next game, several people went directly to the second floor of the giant tower.

The arena was illuminated by magical weapons all around, and crystal light poured down from the sky, sprinkling on the positions on all sides, adding a sense of oppression to the battlefield.

Jiang Yingxue and others walked onto the stage, followed by the four people from the Guigu Sect on the opposite side.

The four of them were dressed in flowing robes, their figures slender. Two wore black robes, two wore white robes, and all wore tall hats. Their faces were pale, like the Black and White Impermanence from a book, with a chilling aura.

At the referee's command, the competition began. The four people held their swords tightly with solemn expressions.

Chu Ying took the initiative.

She lowered her head slightly, pointed the tip of her sword at the ground, and slashed it fiercely. The sword energy carried by the sword's edge swept out like a storm. The sword tip penetrated the ground and broke through the soil in an instant, creating a long crack in the ground.

The next second, the four "Black and White Impermanence" immediately felt the turbulence in the arena, and countless vines suddenly rose from the ground beneath their feet, quickly wrapping around their legs like living things.

However, a mere vine was a piece of cake for the four of them in the Jindan stage.

They raised their swords to cut the vines, but as soon as their swords touched the vines, they were interrupted by a strong storm.

I saw Cen Yizi standing aside, waving his hands, and the wind blade suddenly swept over, completely covering the enemy in front of him.

A strong wind suddenly arose, and the air whistled as if it was being torn apart. The four people only had time to dodge, but because the wind was too strong, they could hardly open their eyes.

At the same time, Yan Chuan and Jiang Yingxue swung their swords at the same time. One person's sword energy was as hot as a flame, while the other person's sword energy was as biting as a cold wind.

The four of them hurriedly raised their swords to block, but they were unable to withstand such a fierce attack. The strong blow made them unable to resist at all. With a loud "bang", the four disciples of Guigu Sect fell to the ground with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

Just as Jiang Yingxue was about to make another move and swing her sword, she suddenly saw a man in a white robe on the other side raise his hand, his lips moved slightly, and he let out a quick shout: "Surrender!"

Suddenly, cheers broke out in the audience, and applause and shouts blended into one.

The cooperation between the four people this time was seamless. Relying on the same strategy, they won directly from the second level to the fourth level.

No one expected that the first peak of Xianyun Sect, which had been in decline for a long time and had not even passed the preliminaries in the past few decades, would directly advance to the finals this time.

What is even more unbelievable is that there are two people in the Foundation Establishment Stage in their team.

The night before the finals, the atmosphere at Yunlai Inn became particularly lively.

The originally spacious hall on the first floor of the inn has now been completely transformed into a bustling gambling house.

The surrounding walls were hung with colorful lights and swaying paper lanterns. The tables and chairs were rearranged into gambling tables, each of which was piled high with gold coins, spirit stones, and even some unknown treasures.

Around the table, groups of people gathered together, vying to discuss the upcoming finals, their words heated and their expressions excited.

At the gambling table in the Sword Cultivation Arena, a young man in gray clothes cleared his throat and shouted, "The finals of the sect competition, the Xianyun Sect versus the Lingxi Sect. Bet on it!"

"Is there any need to think about it? Lingxi Sect will definitely win!" A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes was tall and strong, with a thin face, thick fingers, and a strong sense of confidence.

He slammed the table hard, making a loud "pa" sound. His expression was agitated, as if he didn't care about other people's opinions at all. "Just based on Lingxi Sect's lineup of two Jindan stage and two Yuanying stage cultivators, how could Xianyun Sect possibly withstand them? There's no doubt that Lingxi Sect will win!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers around him nodded immediately and placed their bets on the Lingxi Sect without hesitation.

However, at this moment, a voice rang out from the crowd: "Sometimes we can't just look at the cultivation level, we also have to consider the degree of coordination. Although the Xianyun Sect only has two Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, they have made it all the way from the preliminaries to the finals, which shows that they are not simple."

The middle-aged man was clearly a little displeased by the rebuttal. He sneered contemptuously, a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "But in the face of absolute strength, what does that little bit of excellence mean? You see the Xianyun Sect making it to the finals, but how long can they last? With an inferior lineup and insufficient cultivation, how could they possibly be a match for the Lingxi Sect? What, you're optimistic about the Xianyun Sect? Then just bet on the Xianyun Sect. Besides, the Xianyun Sect's odds are high, 10 to 1, you'd better think carefully."

The man chuckled twice, but finally bet the spirit stones on Lingxi Sect.

Soon, the situation at the gambling table became polarized. The Lingxi Sect was filled with silver and spirit stones, like a small mountain, while the Xianyun Sect had very few.

Chu Ying and Cen Yizi had just returned from outside and were about to go upstairs. When they reached the corner of the stairs, their steps stopped involuntarily.

The gambling house downstairs was bustling with activity, the noise of the crowd and the clash of bets coming together to create a cacophony.

The two stood at the corner of the stairs, looking down at the gambling table downstairs from afar, and the scene before them was in full view.

Chu Ying stared at the empty table of Xianyun Sect and couldn't help but sigh. Then she said to Cen Yizhi, "How about we go buy some too?"

Cen Yizi blinked lightly and turned his gaze towards her, seeming a little surprised: "Do you bet on the Xianyun Sect to win?"

"I'm definitely betting on the Lingxi Sect to win!" Chu Ying shrugged, crossed her arms, and leaned against the stair railing. Her gaze was fixed on the gambling table over there. "The outcome of tomorrow's match is almost certain. The Lingxi Sect is too strong. How can we possibly win?"

Cen Yizi chuckled, his eyes slightly raised, and his tone was filled with helplessness: "You are too pessimistic. Besides, you also know that the reason why Master cares so much about this competition is to win against Lingxi Sect."

"Alas, I'm just facing the facts." Chu Ying pursed her lips and shook her head gently. "They have two Jindan stage and two Yuanying stage. What about us? One Yuanying stage, one Jindan stage, plus two of us in the early foundation stage. How can we possibly win? We have no chance of winning on the field."

She paused, then suddenly smiled, her tone becoming a little lighter: "It would be better to have a good time at the casino and make a small profit."

Cen Yizhi was silent for a moment, then said, "It doesn't necessarily mean we have no chance of winning."

"What do you mean? How can we possibly win?"

Cen Yizi licked his lips, not knowing whether he should say something or not, when he was suddenly interrupted by a male voice.