925: C925 Last Day.

C925 Last Day.

The last day.

"This time, this Ghost Fiend Yang Guo is in trouble." On the high platform, many experts smiled as they were surrounded and attacked by these four women. Especially with Lu Xintong, the little girl, around. This Ghost Fiend Yang Guo... He had definitely encountered a huge problem, and might even stop here.

Lu Shaoyou was also incomparably solemn at this moment. Among the four girls, only Lyu Xiaoling's strength was slightly weaker. The three of them were extremely strong, and Lyu Xiaoling's strength was slightly weaker. However, as the eldest daughter of the Spirit Heaven Sect, it was impossible for her to have no trump cards.

While Lu Shaoyou was solemn, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. These four girls were his closest friends. At this moment, all four of them were attacking him at the same time. He couldn't use too much force when the water was rushing into the Dragon King Temple. Otherwise, he would be letting the others take advantage of him.

The four girls trapped Lu Shaoyou. The Spirit's spirit energy trembled, and the four of them formed a circle around him. They trapped Lu Shaoyou within an area with a radius of a hundred meters. A huge pressure enveloped Lu Shaoyou, and he could clearly feel it at this moment. If the four of them joined forces, even if he, a Spiritual Cultivator, used all of his strength, he might not be able to do anything to them.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

The four girls looked at each other from afar. The Spirit's spirit energy shook, causing the entire space to tremble. They were about to attack.

"Zzzt! Zzzt!"

Just as Lu Shaoyou was shouting that something was wrong, on the high platform... A deep and melodious ringing of the bell could be heard. It was finally time for the sixth day of the ceasefire to last for an hour. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the clear water waves by the river were dyed golden.

Countless onlookers in the surroundings let out waves of cheers, congratulating the remaining contestants for continuing to stay. In the entire continent, the top ten powerhouses would be born among the remaining people.

"Hu!"

Lu Shaoyou took a deep breath, the corner of his mouth raised, and revealed a slight smile. It was such a coincidence that the ceasefire had ended. The crisis had finally been resolved.

The faces of the four girls darkened as they stared at the green-robed man in front of them. At this moment, they saw the smile on the long haired man's face. However, they all had an extremely familiar feeling. This smile... It was actually so similar to his, causing the four ladies to be stunned.

After the ceasefire lasted for an hour, another disciple from the Heaven Pavilion went up to clean up. During the sixth day, there were more than a hundred people. By now, Lu Shaoyou had only seen forty-three people. As for these forty-three people, Lu Shaoyou could tell that many of them were people he knew. Holy Maiden from the Heaven Earth Pavilion, Lan Shisan, and the woman in orange from the island. Zhuge Xifeng from the Lanling Mountain Manor and a disciple from the Black Fiend Cult. One of the Sixth Layer Martial Marshal from the Martial Transformation Sect, Jian Xiner from the Earth Spirit Sect, and Yuan Ruolan from the Heavenly Sword Sect. A young disciple from the Illusory Soul Sect, a disciple from the Essence Returning Sect. Out of the three participating disciples from the Profound Mountain Sect, only one remained.

Among the three Four Gangs, the last one was a little surprising to Lu Shaoyou. It was actually Lan Ling who had many interactions with him back in the Misty Mountains. He did not expect that this girl would also be able to make it to the sixth day. The remaining people were a few disciples of the four pavilions and islands, as well as a few rogue cultivators. There were also some disciples from unknown factions. In short, the remaining disciples were all weak.

Counting his own stats, he currently had a total of 383 Jade Slip. If he calculated it this way, it would definitely not be a safe number. Tomorrow would be the end. There were still 24 hours left. He would need to get at least 150 to 200 Jade Slip. That was the safest way.

During this ceasefire, Lu Shaoyou took the opportunity to leave the encirclement of the four girls. Being besieged by Lu Xintong and the other three girls, he was in big trouble. He couldn't tell them his identity right now. He had to wait until after the competition.

An hour later, a deep bell sound was heard once again. As the night fell, the entire square followed the darkness. There were only 24 hours left until the ceasefire tomorrow. At this moment, whether it was the participating disciples or the people and forces behind the participants... They all entered the ranks of the top 10 powerhouses. This was not only a personal proof of strength, but also a testimony to the various major powers. The most important thing was their reputation. They had one of the top ten experts of the younger generation in their faction... This was the reputation of the faction.

The night fell, and the sixth night fell into silence once again. As if they had a tacit understanding, on the sixth night... No one fought again. Everyone was adjusting their breathing... They were waiting for the final day of the competition to see if they could make it into the top ten... There was only one last chance tomorrow. Tomorrow was destined to be a crazy battle between two fierce dragons. Everyone hoped to maintain their peak condition, even if it was a participant that thought they were strong. Among the remaining participants... There were definitely many powerhouses present this time. In fact, no one dared to guarantee their own victory.

In the audience seats outside the square, the people of Huang family had been extremely nervous these past few days. In this intense fight, they were secretly worried for Lu Shaoyou. Tomorrow's last day, the sisters of Huang family would become even more nervous.

"I wonder where this Mr. Yang Guo came from. He is so young, and his strength is not weak at all. Compared to the pro disciple of the big sects, he is not weak at all." Huang Zhiliang said.

"Dad, do you think Mr. Yang Guo will be able to enter the top ten tomorrow?" Huang Xin's beautiful eyes lit up as she looked at her father and asked.

"Well, I don't know either. It's hard to say. There were many experts among them, but Mr. Yang Guo definitely had a chance. " Huang Zhiliang said in a light tone. With his strength, he was able to spy on many of the contestants. It was absolutely not an easy task to enter the top ten.

"It seems to be very quiet tonight." Huang Dan said softly. A few days ago, when night fell, the intensity of the battle was more intense than during the day, but these two days were unusually quiet. However, in this silence, Huang Dan could also feel an invisible tension in the air.

"The quieter it is now, the crazier it will be tomorrow." Huang Zhiliang said and looked at the square. At this moment, in this tense atmosphere... The quieter it was tonight, the crazier the fierce battle of dragons and tigers would be tomorrow. It was like a storm coming.

On the surrounding islands, after a few days of competition, the enthusiasm of the crowd grew stronger and stronger. On the last day of tomorrow, many people were even calculating which ten people would be able to enter the top ten tomorrow.

On the high platform, at the various mountain gates, everyone was whispering softly, and then they closed their eyes to rest.

In the lineup of Flying Spirit Sect, Zuo Tianqiong said to Dong Wuming, "East Guardian, I think Miss will be able to enter the top ten tomorrow. I'm afraid there won't be any problems."

"It's hard to know this now. There are many experts participating in the competition, but Xintong hasn't used her full strength yet. If she were to fight with all her might, she might be able to enter the top ten." Dong Wuming said.

Under the night sky, all the participants were adjusting their breathing slightly. Their minds were looking at Zhou Kong. Their minds were also thinking about whether they could become famous on the last day of tomorrow. That would be their last chance.

In the night sky, Yueming's star was sparse in the sky. Occasionally, there would be dark clouds floating around, leaving traces of darkness on the square and the surface of the river.1

After a night of silence, the darkness finally broke. When the star fragment in the sky had yet to disappear, the first ray of light had already blossomed on the eastern horizon. Immediately, the sky began to brighten from the entire river surface.

"Huff huff huff."

Numerous sounds of turbid air being exhaled began to appear in the surroundings of the square. At this moment, dozens of auras spread once again.

The gazes of everyone on the tall platform were involuntarily attracted at this moment. This final day was the last chance for the disciples in the sect, whether they were dragons or insects.

All of the auras were released. The forty-three people's gazes swept across everyone. There was no choice or consideration on the last day. He had to go all out in order to have a chance. However, at this moment... No one was the first to attack. They were all looking for their opponents. During the past few days, everyone had been looking for people who were difficult to provoke. They naturally wouldn't easily provoke those who were difficult to provoke.

"All the best, let's begin."

"On the last day, the top ten experts of the younger generation are about to appear. All the best, defeat your opponent for me."

The lively and clamorous shouts in the surroundings converged and finally turned into a sound wave that reverberated in the air. Wave after wave of shouts were heard, causing people's blood to flow faster.

"Hand over your Jade Slip to me. I don't think my Jade Slip is enough." At this moment, the messy grey-robed young man had arrived in front of a disciple of the Profound Mountain Sect.

"Swoosh!"

This disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect was only a Sixth Layer Martial Marshal. He had long noticed that this grey-robed young man wasn't someone to be trifled with. Without any hesitation, he turned around and fled. It would be troublesome if he was stopped by this young man.

"You won't be able to escape." When the grey-robed youth's voice faded, his figure had already appeared in front of this disciple like a ghost. A fist imprint was sent flying. In front of the fist imprint... The space was compressed into an inverted angle, causing ripples to appear in the space. A deep sonic boom was heard.

Seeing such a change, the number of disciples of the Profound Mountain Sect couldn't be counted. They could only hastily arrange a Protective Astral Ring in front of them, then they retreated once again. However, their speed was still not fast enough. The angle of the incoming fist changed. It landed directly on his Protective Astral Ring.

"Bang! Bang!"

A deep sound of explosion was heard. The disciple of Profound Mountain Sect was sent flying by the impact. The Protective Astral Ring shattered like rotten wood, and he didn't even have the time to use his trump card. He was sent flying by the grey-robed young man, and blood spurted out from his mouth. When he landed on the ground, he was already extremely dispirited.

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