First Summoner

The giant Buddha bell came like a tornado, unstoppable!

With a loud bang, the spiritual line shield blocked the giant Buddha bell. After a moment of stalemate, the spiritual line was broken and the Buddha bell smashed towards the red-haired boy.

boom!

The red-haired boy was knocked to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth.

His face turned even paler. He tried to stand up, but felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if the blow had broken his bones.

At this moment, Tong Tianlu continued to use magic seals to control the God and Buddha Bell to attack Zhuge Youlin.

Zhuge Youlin endured the pain, quickly stood up, and dodged the attack of the Divine Buddha Bell as quickly as possible. He immediately raised his hand and controlled the spiritual thread to bind the Divine Buddha Bell.

The two fought for a few more rounds.

Everyone was in a state of ups and downs. When they thought Tong Tianlu was sure to win, there was a reversal. But when they thought Zhuge Youlin would win, Tong Tianlu played his trump card again and suppressed Zhuge Youlin.

"It's actually the Divine Buddha Bell! That's a divine weapon! It's also one of the treasures of Taichu Mountain!"

"Who do you think will win?"

"I am suppressing Tong Tianlu. Zhuge Youlin is now at the end of his rope and there is no way he can turn things around."

"Not necessarily. The Gold Devourers are not that weak."

"Look, Zhuge Youlin is swallowing gold again!"

On the ring, Zhuge Youlin quickly bit the gold into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach. He did not actively attack, but entered a defensive mode.

When Tong Tianlu saw this, he gathered the seal with one hand to control the Buddha bell, and with the other hand he offered up new Buddhist beads. As he slowly uttered the Buddhist mantra, the arena was once again shrouded in golden light.

Golden light turns into blade!

Zhuge Youlin had more and more wounds on his body.

He dodged to the side, avoiding the attack of the Divine Buddha Bell, and then bit the last bite of gold.

His cultivation began to soar until it stopped at the tenth level of the Emperor Spirit Realm.

boom--

A powerful and terrifying aura of oppression instantly swept across the entire arena. Then, the red-haired boy jumped up, lightly stepped on the spiritual line, and looked down at Tong Tianlu below.

He quickly formed a seal with his hands.

"Wind line, start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless spiritual lines quickly emerged, following the wind, surrounding the entire arena tightly, and cutting towards Tong Tianlu and the Divine Buddha Bell with incomparable sharpness!

stab-

The God and Buddha Bell intersected with the spiritual line and was bound in mid-air!

Tong Tianlu's face changed drastically. Looking at the attacking spiritual line, he used all his spiritual power to resist, but his defensive spiritual shield was easily broken. Just when he was about to be cut into pieces, he shouted urgently: "I give up!"

With a humming sound, all the spiritual lines stopped moving.

When everyone saw this, they were amazed.

The red-haired boy's white clothes were stained red. Although his face was as pale as paper, his smile was as dazzling as the scorching sun. He glanced at Shen Yan and the others in the waiting area, raised his chin slightly and said with a smile: "My young master won!"

The referee announced: "Zhuge Youlin wins, Qiankun Sect gets ten points."

After these words were spoken, everyone began to sigh again.

The faces of the people in Taichu Mountain were not very good. They did not expect Tong Tianlu to lose. Tong Tianlu was like a trump card for their Taichu Mountain. Now, he had only come to the fifth round of the knockout match...

The red-haired young man jumped down and ran towards Shen Yan and the others.

he proclaimed happily.

"I won! I won!"

"Got it." The friends were at a loss for words and nodded helplessly.

Zhuge Youlin grinned: "I'm injured, who of you can come and apply medicine and bandage me? And give me two healing pills!"

"You are really shameless." Xiao Zechuan glanced at him indifferently.

"Will you give it or not!"

Zhuge Youlin said confidently.

Xiao Zechuan: “No.”

"What about you?" Zhuge Youlin turned his head to look at Shen Yan and the others. Seeing that they looked indifferent, he pretended to be in pain and raised his hand to cover his chest, then coughed up blood weakly, "I am really in pain..."

"You are the most stingy." Jiang Xianyue said coldly. She took out a healing pill and handed it to him, then continued: "Be my little brother for a month and work hard without complaint."

"Okay! Yueyue!"

Zhuge Youlin agreed excitedly, but before he could take the healing pill, his body swayed slightly, his vision went dark, and he was about to fall down.

Shen Yan and his friends' faces changed slightly, and they quickly raised their hands to catch him.

Jiang Xianyue frowned slightly, stood on tiptoe, raised her hand to pinch his cheek, forced his mouth open, and then stuffed the healing pill into his mouth.

Not only that, she took out a top-quality healing pill and fed it to him.

Shen Yan sensed that Zhuge Youlin's breathing was disordered and weak. She said seriously, "Let's put him over there, stop the bleeding from his wound first, and then apply medicine and bandage it."

"it is good."

Several people helped the unconscious Zhuge Youlin to the corner of the waiting area.

"I knew he couldn't hold on for long." Jiang Xianyue's cold tone revealed a hint of helplessness and worry that was difficult to conceal.

After saying that, she tore off his clothes with force. Every movement was precise and powerful, just to be able to reach his scarred body more quickly so that she could treat his shocking wounds in time.

Jiang Xianyue frowned and said, "He has too many wounds. We must stop the bleeding quickly. Otherwise, he will be in danger due to excessive blood loss."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan said, "I will stop the bleeding on his left hand and left leg."

Xiao Zechuan said: "Then I will deal with his right side, and leave the fatal injury in the middle to Yueyue."

Jiang Xianyue glanced at them and nodded: "Okay."

While the three were treating Zhuge Youlin's injuries, Wen Yuchu, Yu Changying, Chi Yue and Pei Su did not leave, but stayed by their side, helping them from time to time.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Zhuge Youlin’s wounds had almost all been treated, and his entire body was bandaged like a dumpling.

Shen Yan stood up and looked at them: "If you are not sure you can win in the next game, just admit defeat."

"Captain, are you worried that we will be seriously injured?" Wen Yuchu asked softly.

Shen Yan did not deny: "Yeah."

Pei Su hesitated and said, "Then what about the ranking of Qiankun Sect..."

She lowered her voice and said, "After the Changming Festival is over, Qiankun Sect will naturally become the number one sect."

The friends looked at each other in tacit understanding, smiled and said, "Okay."

The competition is still ongoing.

Soon, it was Xiao Zechuan's turn.

Xiao Zechuan fought against the disciples of the Helian family, and Xiao Zechuan won.

Yu Changying fought against the disciples of Shifang Sect, and Yu Changying won.

Wen Yuchu fought against the Lu family disciples, and Wen Yuchu won.

Pei Su fought against Gong Yu Wuya, one of the seven most powerful figures in Jidao Sect, and Pei Su won.

Chi Yue fought against Ruan Heyu, one of the six successors of Chengyun Hall, and Chi Yue won.

At this point, the fifth round of the elimination match ended.