Why do I have the lowest fighting ability among the whole family?

For a moment, everyone in the room had a solemn expression.

"You take Elder Rong back first. We will forfeit today's game."

The sect leader pondered for a while and then spoke directly and made a decision.

Elder Yunhe was shocked.

He stammered: "Sect Master..."

Elder Yun He became a little anxious: "Sect Master, you can take Elder Rong first. I must participate in today's competition. If it is spread that we will surrender without a fight, the Yun Sect will surrender." We, Tayun Sect, cannot afford to lose this face—"

"Don't say any more." The sect leader raised his hand to interrupt Elder Yunhe's words, and said softly: "Now among the three elders of our Taoyun Sect, one is dead and the other is in seclusion in the sect. Only you, Na Hui, are left. The Yue Sect elder’s methods are sinister, and even if we participate, we may not be able to win even if we try our best, so it is better to preserve our strength so that outsiders can’t figure out the strength of our Taoyun Sect.”

The sect leader also made this decision after careful consideration.

If he takes Elder Rong back, he will go back and forth, and if anything happens, he will probably delay the competition the day after tomorrow.

As for the Huiyue Sect elder's methods, he would feel relieved if Elder Yunhe took part in the competition, but the strength of the other elder who was going to participate in the competition was about the same as Elder Rong, so he was afraid that he would fall into the trap again.

And he had just asked someone to guard the ring.

The elder of Huiyue Sect won many games in a row, and even the new elders of Saintess Sect and Feixing Sect were defeated by him.

And as long as they were defeated elders, they were all either dead or injured. Even among them, Elder Rong's injury was not too serious.

The heaviest one has died on the stage...

Under this situation, as long as other sects are not so stupid, they will not confront the elders of the Huiyue Sect again. In today's competition, the victory of the elders of the Huiyue Sect is already a certainty.

He really didn't dare to gamble with the lives of the elders in the sect.

What's more, Elder Rong is now lying in bed with his life and death uncertain. He can only go back to the sect and take out the elixirs in the sect and try it. If he stays in the Saintess Sect, he will have no choice but to wait for death.

Seeing the sect leader's determination, Elder Yunhe also understood that he had made up his mind. He could only nod his head and hurriedly led Elder Rong away with another accompanying elder and returned to the sect to seek medical treatment.

After Elder Rong left, the remaining people were all full of things, especially the sect leader.

He was not in the mood to watch the ring competition anymore, so he explained to everyone and went back to his room alone.

Several elders left, leaving two rooms vacant. Xu Yunsheng and Xu Yunhe's two brothers also lived separately from the other two disciples as they wished, but the courtyard seemed much empty.

Almost everyone went back to their rooms, but Yu Jiaojiao was quiet in the room for a while, and then took Pei Shao to the ring.

"Shao Shao." Yu Jiaojiao asked her in a low voice: "Do you think that Elder Hui Yue is a little strange?"

"His moves don't seem to be just poison..."

Yu Jiaojiao was a little hesitant. She was very sure at first, but the sect leader, several elders, and the Saintess Sect doctors all said it was poisoning, so she began to waver.

Even if Yu Jiaojiao didn't ask, Pei Shao still felt the same way.

The two of them looked at each other and knew something in their minds.

Elder Huiyue's method does not seem like simple poisoning.

If it was poison, the movements would be too fluid.

What's more, it is impossible for a small and unknown sect like Huiyue Sect to cultivate such an excellent poison user.

Both of them had their own thoughts, so they went together
In the arena, prepare to continue watching the battle.

And the fight was in full swing in the arena at this time.

The champion on the stage is still the black-robed elder of the Huiyue Sect, and the person standing opposite the black-robed elder does not know each other, and he is probably not a famous sect. They had already missed the second competition between the elders of the Saintess Sect and the Feixing Sect, so this meeting was for small sects.

The black-robed elder still won with lightning speed.

The other party was on guard for a long time and kept an eye on the black-robed elder's movements. Unfortunately, everything was in vain.

The black-robed elder's movements were smooth and flowing. Green spiritual energy mixed with a little purple escaped from his palm as he waved his hand. The opponent suddenly flew out as if he had been hit by a strong force and hit the pillar of the ring hard. On top, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This elder is not as lucky as Elder Rong.

Just as he was about to say something, the black-robed elder immediately chased after him, hitting him again and again, and he was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

The referee was in a panic underneath, but there were rules in the ring. As long as he didn't admit defeat or went out of the ring, no one could interfere with the competition on the ring.

But unexpectedly, the elder was stuck next to the pillar, close to the edge of the ring, but he was still alive inside.

The black-robed elder's movements were merciless, one palm after another, and soon, the elder lying on the ground passed out.

The black-robed elder waved his hand again, and a stream of green spiritual power mixed with a slight purple streak rushed towards the elder on the ground, knocking him out and flying straight down the ring.

This competition finally ended with the unilateral killing by the black-robed elder.

As if waking from a dream, the referee immediately announced the victory of the black-robed elder, and then hurriedly called the doctor to pull the injured elder down.

Seeing the elder's pale and bloodless face and body like a rag doll, everyone in the audience fell silent, and no one dared to speak out.

It's called a "competition", but it's a bit too bloody.

In the arena of the sect competition, no one has died in many years.

But today, I broke the precept again and again.

The elder just now was not the first person to die in this arena, and it was obvious that if this trend continued, he would not be the last either.

Although everyone is afraid, the curiosity in people's hearts is endless.

No matter how scared he was, he chose to stay and watch the competition below the black-robed elder.

The look in his eyes on the stage was filled with unspeakable fear.

Pei Shao exchanged glances with Yu Jiaojiao.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

If we just look at the color of the spiritual power, there is no doubt that the black-robed elder has a wood spirit root.

But Pei Shao himself has the wood spirit root. Although he is still a novice in cultivation, there are some things that he is born with the spirit root.

If poison is used and the poison is mixed into the wood spirit energy, it is absolutely impossible.

Wood spiritual power is naturally close to nature and has the ability to heal itself. It is not as sharp as attacks such as thunder.

The wood spirit root should be gentle, and so should the moves.

But as far as the moves the black-robed elder used on the stage, Pei Shao couldn't feel the closeness of the same wood spirit root at all.

What's more, the green spiritual power of the black-robed elder is also mixed with a faint purple.

Both of them noticed this, but Yu Jiaojiao's understanding of Mu Linggen was far less clear than Pei Shao's.