Chapter 1177: Advancement 5

As Qingcheng walked towards the arena, Liao Yun also stepped onto the stage and bowed his hands towards Qingcheng and said: "Liao Yun, the disciple of the fifth elders."
"Liyue." Qingcheng spit out two words lightly.
Liao Yun looked at Liyue and then at his master in the audience.
He arched his hands again: "I admit defeat."
Qingcheng just raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure?"
Liao Yun nodded, "Well! I give up."
Qingcheng said directly: "Okay! Third Elder, please announce the result."
The three elders immediately took the stage, "In this round, Li Yue wins!"
The people around him sighed again, and some people directly said unhappy: "What? Why did you admit defeat again?"
"That's right! Liao Yun and Liyue are not one in line with thirteen, one in eleven? Why don't they just give up without fighting?"
But some disciples with a higher cultivation level still see it more clearly. "Don't you know that Liyue is actually more than eleven in strength?"
"How long did it take for them to fight with the eleven? They didn't even suffer any injuries. It can be seen that their strength is far more than just performance."
The disciples who belonged to the seat of the fifth elders immediately spoke, "Yes! We Brother Liao wouldn't know that he would die if he couldn't be beaten."
"That's it!"
At this time, everyone is more curious about Qingcheng's true cultivation base, and they all look forward to seeing how she can advance to the rank?
Next, the four winners began to draw lots. This time Qingcheng really faced Wu Xi.
When the two stood on the ring, Wu Xi smiled and said hello to Qingcheng, "I will introduce myself again. My name is Wu Xi, and the sixth elder sits down as a disciple."
"Liyue." Qingcheng replied simply and neatly.
Wu Xi said immediately: "Let's start!"
The third elder looked at Qingcheng and saw that there was no problem with her, and immediately shouted, "Start!"
The crowd in the audience watched intently this time, for fear of missing any action.
"Will Liyue win this time?" Lu Zixuan looked nervously.
The other two shook their heads. Lu Ziyue looked at the girl who calmly responded to the ring, and couldn't help being surprised again. It seemed that her strength was far more than what she showed...
Monsoon, who has been watching the game quietly, is also watching at this moment with concentration. This girl creates surprises again and again. I don't know if it will be the same this time.
Boom! ! Bang!
Sparks were constantly splashing in the arena, and the attacks collided. Both of them were on the third floor of the king level. However, from a relative perspective, Qingcheng obviously had to be stronger than the opponent in terms of speed and attack power, and...
There are many scars on Wu Xi's face, bruises on his arms, and some breathing heavier. Seeing the girl who is still calmly responding to the other side, she can't help feeling depressed.
"You... why are you not tired at all?" After playing this for a long time, his spiritual power has been consumed by half, but the other party is still like a okay person?
Qingcheng collected the flame-shaped spear of spiritual power in his hand, and replied in a light tone: "Because I have good physical strength."
Wu Xi is depressed, what is physical strength!
Raising his hand again to condense spiritual power, he attacked the Qingcheng, and at the same time shouted, "Storm!!!"
On and around the ring, I suddenly felt a loud whistling, hovering toward the Qingcheng. The winds were like tornadoes, but they were all sharp blades of wind blowing, huhuhu...huhu...
I saw Qingcheng's clothes flap over, and within a few breaths, I heard the sound of clothes being torn.