Chapter 120 Acting Cool Her friends are all alive and well, and thriving...

Lin Xia has sharp eyes; she spotted Bai the moment he leaned closer.

The little girl, like a cheerful sparrow, hopped over to Bai Ye in a few steps, naturally taking her arm with her small hand, and asked with concern, "Da Bai, are you done playing over there? Did you win?"

"I lost." Bai answered decisively, not at all like someone who had lost a match, his expression showing no sign of frustration.

"ah?"

Lin Xia's mouth gaped open, her eyes wide as she stared at her, and she raised her voice, "How could you lose!"

Bai quickly put her hand to her lips, making a shushing gesture, and said in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, okay? Everyone will know I lost, and I'll be embarrassed."

"Oh~" Lin Xia covered her mouth and replied in a breathy voice, "Then don't be sad, you can win it back later~! Da Bai, you're super awesome."

"Okay, sure." Bai gently pinched her cheek. "Don't say anything yet, watch carefully, Third Sister is going to win."

The little girl obediently turned her head and looked intently at the stage.

On the arena, the number of high-level sea monsters summoned by Chu San Niang increased, forming an encirclement. Under the siege of numerous sea monsters, the defeat of the Sanqing Sect disciple became increasingly obvious.

Holding the painting of the sea god, she lightly touched it with her fingertips, and the sky above the arena rippled like water.

An octopus as large as a mountain emerged from the distorted void. Its thick tentacles, like giant pythons, shot out with incredible speed, directly entangling the Dharma body behind the Sanqing Sect disciple.

"Break!" Chu San Niang shouted in a low voice.

The tentacles wrapped around the Dharma image suddenly contracted and exerted force, causing the true form of the Dharma image to shake violently for a moment before shattering into countless points of light.

The true form of the Dharma body was forcibly destroyed. The disciple of the Sanqing Sect was struck as if by lightning. His body swayed violently, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chu San Niang pressed her advantage, sending out several thick tentacles that shattered the spiritual energy shield that the Sanqing Sect disciples had set up in front of them.

Once the shield broke, the disciple was powerless to fight back and was directly grabbed by the tentacles and thrown off the arena.

While they were deciding their match, the other arenas also saw their winners determined one after another.

At this point, most of the top ten strongest contestants in this Kyushu Grand Tournament have been determined.

The seven who successfully advanced are Ming Wushuang, Jiang Zhuohua, Bai Qingji, Bei Qianxue, Fang Yourong, Ye Rugo, and Chu Sanniang.

The six people who fell into the loser's bracket were Bai Ye, Su Lan, Xiao Zizai, Shi Manman, the Sanqing Sect disciple who was defeated by Chu Sanniang, and the female cultivator with the gun.

At this stage of the arena battle, none of the remaining fighters are weak; everyone has the potential to become the ultimate victor.

Even someone as strong as Bai Ye was defeated before he could even use any of his skills against that mysterious successor of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion!

The six losers regrouped below the arena. When Shi Manman saw Bai Ye, she immediately waved her big hand and encouraged him in her thunderous voice, "It's okay, we lost, we won back in the losers' bracket!"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Bai nodded and asked, "What about you? How did you lose?"

"We've encountered someone who uses Gu poison. She's very strong, extremely strong. Be careful if you run into her again." Shi Manman's voice was somewhat muffled, and she wasn't in a good mood.

Her once-proud physique was utterly powerless against Fang Yourong's Insect King; the tiny insect could easily pierce through her body.

"It's okay, you lost because she was better at controlling you. When I meet her, I'll beat her up and stomp all her bugs!" Bai patted Shi Manman's arm to cheer her on.

"Okay!" Shi Manman nodded emphatically, her previous frustration and dejection instantly vanishing.

Then she thought of a crucial point and asked innocently, "What if we draw the same number?"

Bai grinned, revealing two small tiger teeth, and said in a deliberately fierce tone, "What else can I do? I can only choose to beat you up!"

"Hmph, it's still uncertain who will beat whom up," Shi Manman said confidently, brandishing her iron fist.

As the two chatted and laughed, the lottery tube in the sky started spinning again. This time, only six people participated in the draw. The process was very fast, and the list of the three matches in the loser's bracket appeared on the screen in an instant.

Shi Manman's eyes widened, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her opponent was not Bai Ye. Since arriving in Zhongzhou, she had only made Bai Ye as a close friend, and she really didn't want to have to fight her best friend to the death in the arena so soon.

Bai was also looking up at the list of opponents. When he saw that his opponent was the female cultivator with the gun, he felt a little fortunate. Only by fighting against such an opponent could he have a good fight.

She leaped onto the arena. Opposite her, the female cultivator held a gun in one hand, the tip slightly lowered. Her figure was as upright as a pine tree, her expression cold and stern, like a lone peak in a snowy plain.

She seemed to be a cool, quiet woman. Seeing that the other woman had no intention of speaking, Bai also kept quiet. She could also act cool and pretend to be a master, right?

Bai and the female cultivator with the gun stood facing each other at a distance, neither of them moving, their auras rapidly rising during this confrontation.

Behind the female cultivator wielding the gun, countless silver-white spear shadows appeared, numbering in the thousands at a glance. Each spear gleamed with a cold light, pointing directly at Bai Ye, their killing intent soaring to the heavens. Behind Bai Ye, the phantom of a giant black sword slowly materialized, its dark blade shimmering with a faint golden light.

Before the two young geniuses even made a move, their power was already evident.

"My God, they haven't even made a move yet, but their momentum is already about to break through the protective array!" someone in the audience exclaimed.

The protective shield covering the arena was shaking violently, ripples spreading out, as if it might shatter at any moment.

"Please!" The female cultivator with the gun stared intently at Bai Ye, her eyes flashing like lightning, and called out in a clear voice.

"Please!" Bai also gave a low shout.

The moment the words fell, a barrage of spear shadows rained down like a storm, heading straight for Bai Ye. Each spear shadow flashed with a cold light, and the falling shadows caused the space to tremble violently.

The sword shadows behind Bai Ye collapsed like a giant mountain, and boundless divine power erupted under this sword, colliding with the countless spear shadows.

At the same moment the greatsword slashed down, Bai Ye's figure, wielding a sword, had already rushed in front of the female cultivator holding a gun, and swept out with his heavy sword.

"Well done!" The female cultivator with the gun shouted, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit. Her spear struck first, a cold glint piercing Bai Ye's heart.

Bai remained calm in the face of danger, bringing his two fingers together to meet the tip of the spear with his bare hands. At the same time, the momentum of his heavy sword continued unabated as he slashed straight at the waist of the female cultivator holding the spear.

If the female cultivator with the gun does not retreat, she will surely be cut in half at the waist by this sword.

At the last moment, the female cultivator with the gun withdrew it and defended, using the gun barrel to block Bai Ye's sword. She knew that the laws flowing from his fingertips were enough to block the tip of her spear, but she wasn't confident she could block Bai Ye's heavy sword.

With a "clang," the sword blade struck the spear, sparks flying. The spear, gleaming with light, was bent and deformed by the impact of the heavy sword, then bounced back sharply in the next second, its tip, gleaming with a cold light, pointing directly at Bai Ye's face.

Bai turned his head, the tip of the gun whizzing past her ear, the sharp wind severing a few strands of her hair.

Watching that strand of silver hair slowly fall, Bai frowned slightly. What's going on? Why does everyone like to cut her hair?

Her eyes turned cold, and she twisted her waist and spun around, swinging her heavy sword down at her opponent. The female cultivator holding the spear narrowed her pupils, and her spear, like a nimble snake returning to its hole, instantly blocked in front of her.

"clang!"

Weapons clashed, and the metallic clang echoed throughout the arena.

After the attack, the two figures retreated simultaneously, dissipating the immense force. The next second, they were entangled again, their speed reaching its limit, leaving afterimages all over the arena.

The clanging of weapons was incessant, making it impossible to tell how many times they had clashed in that short span of time.

All the onlookers could see was a dazzling shower of sparks flashing on and off on the stage, creating a brief spectacle around the two fighters.

This scene left everyone even more mesmerized. Although they couldn't see the two people's true forms, it didn't stop them from watching the battle. This clash of speed and power was inherently very entertaining.

Gasps and cheers erupted from the audience, encouraging the two prodigies.

In the blink of an eye, Bai and the female cultivator wielding the spear exchanged blows, fighting each other for nearly a hundred rounds! She did not use any secret techniques such as the power of stars, but simply used her sword skills to clash with the opponent's spear.

The feeling of having strength but nowhere to use it during his fight with Jiang Zhuohua was now fully released with the sword moves he unleashed.

Amidst the clanging of metal, Bai Ye wore a smile, his eyes bright as stars, and his spirits soaring.

Her smile caused Zhong Jiuli on the high platform to also smile slightly. Her gaze fell on the arena, watching Bai Ye slash down with his sword, watching the spear-wielding cultivator go from being at ease at the beginning to gradually losing his footing.

Zhong Jiuli understood that Bai Ye's victory should be within ten moves.

On the arena, Bai naturally noticed her opponent's increasingly chaotic moves. She stared intently at the person opposite her and said coolly, "Fellow Daoist, you're already struggling?"

The female cultivator holding the gun frowned slightly, pursed her lips and did not reply. She increased the speed of her spear movements, trying to cover up her defeat with an offensive.

She was indeed feeling unwell. With each collision with Bai Ye, a terrifying force traveled along the gun, causing her blood to surge and her hands to crack.

The opponent's physical body was stronger than imagined. With the combined strength of this terrifying force and the heavy sword, this head-on confrontation was taking a huge toll on her physical and spiritual energy.

"Take another strike from me!" Bai Ye shouted, his spiritual power surging as he swung his sword down with both hands.

The female cultivator holding the gun's expression changed drastically. Before the heavy sword could fall, the terrifying sword energy had already locked down the space around her, making even breathing extremely difficult.

There's no way to avoid it; we can only tough it out!

A fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and spat a mouthful of blood onto the spear. The spear immediately erupted with an extremely powerful spiritual energy fluctuation, the spear body trembled, and its brilliance was dazzling.

Behind her, a colossal Dharma form appeared, wielding a spear formed from condensed spiritual energy. The Dharma form thrust out its spear, piercing through the void and simultaneously piercing through Bai Ye's descending sword light, narrowly withstanding the attack.

Bai Ye's expression remained unchanged. If one strike failed, he would simply raise his sword and strike again.

The female cultivator holding the gun had veins bulging on her arms as she thrust out her spear, the tip of which met the tip of the sword.

"boom!"

The greatsword clashed with the spear, and a burst of light, brighter than the sun, exploded in the center of the arena. A violent shockwave swept outwards, and the already crumbling protective shield shattered completely under this attack.

"What's going on? Is it over?"

"Who won?" Exclamations erupted from the stands. Many people were blinded by the bright lights and were eager to know the final result.

A moment later, the light on the arena dimmed slightly, and everyone could see that the female cultivator holding the gun had blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. She had blocked the heavy sword with her gun, but the stone slabs beneath her feet had all shattered, and her feet were deeply embedded in the ground.

"Not bad, impressive! Take another strike from me." Bai smiled confidently, and his heavy sword fell once more.

The female cultivator with the gun raised her spear to block, but Bai also struck with his sword, causing the true form of the Dharma body to shatter in mid-air.

Her swordplay was like an endless wave, one wave rising as another fell. The female cultivator wielding the gun felt as if she were facing an endless, raging storm, each strike carrying overwhelming power.

Even though she had tried her best to hold on, under Bai Ye's rapid attacks, the female cultivator with the gun still trembled, her tiger's mouth completely cracked, and she was sent flying backward by this irresistible force, falling off the arena.

"We won!!! We won!!!"

Even as the female cultivator with the gun was still in mid-air, the crowd in the Wilderness State erupted in cheers. All the cultivators stood up excitedly and burst into thunderous applause.

Bai Ye's victory means that the Wilderness State finally has a young genius who has successfully entered the top ten of the Nine Provinces Grand Competition.

This victory was different from the team victory. Although they achieved a good result of third place in the team competition, the people of the Wilderness State did not feel much participation. From beginning to end, they felt like they were in a dream.

But this time, everyone watched as Bai fought his way up in match after match.

"Young Clan Leader has won!" Dayue jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"Big White won! I knew Big White would win!" Lin Xia clapped her hands happily and jumped around on the spot, her little face full of joy.

On the arena, Bai sheathed his sword and bowed to his opponent, who was struggling to get up, saying, "Thank you for your concession!"

The female cultivator with the gun steadied herself and returned the salute with a bitter smile. She looked up at the sword-wielding figure on the stage, receiving cheers from the crowd, her eyes filled with undisguised envy.

This is the Battle of Geniuses of the Nine Provinces. Even though she is already a genius admired by everyone in her sect, she may still become a stepping stone for others to reach the top here.

Beyond the high mountains, there are even higher mountains; beyond the geniuses, there are even stronger geniuses.

Seeing the bright smiles on her friends' faces, Bai also smiled back, leaped off the stage, and hugged Dayue, Xiaxia, and the others. The group of young people chattered and made a ruckus.

Not far away, a scion of a prominent family from Guzhou said sourly, "They only managed to get into the top ten by luck. A bunch of barbarians, so narrow-minded. They're not even that happy about such a small achievement."

Although the voice was soft, many people present still heard it, and everyone turned their attention to Bai Ye, with expressions of anticipation for a good show.

Bai also heard it, but she was too lazy to pay attention to such sarcastic remarks. People who lose always like to get back at others with words, which she could understand. She would blame the network lag when she lost a game.

However, once she realized the speaker was a member of the Wang family, dealing with him wouldn't be a problem. Bai Ye had just taken a step when another figure moved even faster than her!

Chu San Niang flashed and arrived directly in front of the Wang family member. Her pretty face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were devoid of any warmth, as if she were looking at an inanimate object.

"You members of the Wang family deserve to die! Go back and tell your patriarch to wash his neck and wait, because I, Chu San Niang, will soon come to take your dog lives!"

These words caused an uproar among the crowd.

Although the Wang family is not as powerful as it used to be, even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse. How did Chu San Niang, a rising young genius, suddenly clash with the Wang family?

Some gossipy cultivators curiously inquired with those around them about the grudges between Chu San Niang and the Wang family.

“I do know something about it.” Among the crowd, a cultivator from Dongzhou said in a low voice, “Chu San Niang is from Dongzhou, and the Wang family members have often run rampant in our Dongzhou territory in the past, doing things like bullying men and women.”

His words clearly piqued the curiosity of those around him, and countless people pricked up their ears, eagerly asking, "What exactly happened? Tell us in detail."

It's no wonder everyone was curious. After all, the top ten in the genius competition are the focus of everyone's attention, not to mention that Chu San Niang is so beautiful and graceful, which aroused the curiosity of countless people.

"Hey, look at this chapter, it has a scene with Third Sister." Xiao Wang suddenly spoke up, reminding Bai Ye to read the original novel.

"What's the plot?" Bai asked casually, his eyes still fixed on Chu San Niang, who was confronting someone.

Look for yourself!

Bai also focused her mind on the sea of ​​consciousness and opened that long and tedious book. This book was so long and tedious that she usually couldn't be bothered to read it unless there was a major plot.

She quickly found the chapter that Xiao Wang had mentioned.

The original text reads: "During the Nine Provinces Genius Competition, the evil cultivator Chu Yaonu from the Eastern Continent stormed the Three Pure Ones Sect, acting like a madwoman, muttering incantations. All the onlookers could make out was that she seemed to be seeking revenge."

"Although her methods were ruthless, she was outnumbered and outmatched. She was besieged by a group of geniuses and fought them all but could not win. In the end, she died with resentment at the foot of the Sword Debate Peak. No one knows why she came here, nor what grievances she suffered."

With just a few words, Bai also felt the despair of Chu San Niang in the book.

She recalled the scene when she met the two sisters, and the tragic deaths of their family members. Yes, the two sisters had a blood feud with the Wang family, and they had come to seek revenge.

Bai also raised his eyes and looked at the center of the crowd, where Chu San Niang, tall and graceful with flowing black hair and beauty like a banished immortal, was now completely different from the despairing figure described in the book.

Thankfully, her friends are all alive and well. The Wang family deserves to die.

The young man from the Wang family also heard the whispers around him. He wanted to ask what was going on, what the Wang family had done to provoke her, that she would suddenly rush out and oppose them. Couldn't they talk things out instead of resorting to violence?

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, as a member of the Wang family, he obviously couldn't back down. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his lips trembling as he forced a smile and said, "Ridiculous! Now, just any Tom, Dick, or Harry... can come and spout threats in front of the Wang family?"

Chu San Niang snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with this person. She casually flicked her sleeve, sending the Wang family member flying backward.

"presumptuous!"

An old man roared, and a gray figure flashed out, catching the Wang family member with one hand.

He raised his eyes to look at Chu San Niang, his cloudy, aged eyes flashing with a venomous cold light. "Junior, openly injuring a member of my Wang family below the arena—are you implying that my Wang family has no one to rely on?"

Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you on the spot?

"Old man, you Wang family have really figured out how to play the villain-first-come-first-served trick!" Bai also flashed out and stood in front of Chu San Niang, confronting the old man.

"Hmph, you ignorant fool! You think you're a genius just because you've received a few compliments? Don't think that just because you're a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, I won't dare to touch you just because you have some connection with the Bai family!" The old man from the Wang family shouted, releasing the full pressure of a Tribulation Transcending cultivator. His withered hand suddenly reached out and grabbed at Bai Ye's throat.

Bai's expression changed, and a nebula swirled in his palm, instantly forming a large golden star, which struck the old man's palm without backing down.

"boom!"

The star collided violently with the palm, creating a deafening roar. The golden star shattered instantly, turning into a sky full of flames. The blazing true fire of the sun, like a wild horse, was about to sweep across the area and affect the crowds on the sidelines.

Just then, a point of silver light descended from the sky. As it slowly fell, it emitted a faint, hazy halo, completely freezing the space.

Whether it was the burning flames, or Bai Ye who was thrown back into the air by the recoil, or the sparks flying in the air, everything was frozen at this moment, and time stood still!

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Author's note: [Fireworks][Fireworks][Fireworks] Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, my darlings!