It wasn't a cold, aggressive glint, but a warm, gentle light.
In an instant, Lu Zhaozhao felt full of energy, and the fatigue from the battles of the past few days disappeared. At the same time, the hand holding the sword seemed to contain infinite true energy. After slightly adjusting her breathing and probing, she found that her cultivation level was almost the same as that after using the Formless Technique.
With a slight smile, Lu Zhaozhao exclaimed, "As expected of the Heavenly Sound Sect, truly the strongest support in the cultivation world."
They started with a powerful move.
Even in broad daylight, the moon's reflection over the rivers still exudes an oppressive aura.
Halfway there, facing countless sword lights, Zhou Xuegu couldn't help but pause for a moment, but the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released, so he gritted his teeth and charged forward.
The sword of Niye was sharp and fierce, drawing several cold streaks in the air. As Lu Zhaozhao chanted the incantation, it emitted waves of chill.
Yao Tong kept a close eye on Lu Zhaozhao's situation. She quickly realized that this move seemed to borrow the moonlight, and immediately rebounded the zither strings.
"The river and sky are one color, without a speck of dust; the bright moon hangs alone in the sky. Who first saw the moon by the riverbank? In what year did the river moon first shine on humankind?"
As Yaotong's singing began, the sky instantly transformed from a clear, cloudless day into a long, endless night.
A lone moon hangs high in the sky, and in the distance, the Milky Way flows slowly like a long river.
"Life goes on endlessly, generation after generation, while the river moon appears the same year after year. I wonder for whom the river moon waits, but all I see is the Yangtze River carrying its flowing water."
On a spring night with flowers and moon over the river, the river and the moon are perfectly aligned.
Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help but sigh. With Yaotong's help behind her, what was there to worry about even if the opponents were the two from Wenyuan Academy!
Lu Zhaozhao's momentum surged, and she immediately flipped her wrist, her attack, which was about to be launched, was forcibly suppressed.
Hidden behind the myriad swords is the Qinghui Ultimate Technique. With Yaotong's help, she has conjured five swords this time. Unlike the previous ones which had some flaws, these five swords are exactly the same as the original swords. Even if you look closely inch by inch, you can't see any difference.
An aura of world-destroying destruction enveloped the arena.
The Judgement Division is extremely sensitive to killing intent, a skill honed in the vicious and cruel Southern Frontier. Cui Xingjue's instinctive reaction the moment Lu Zhaozhao's move was completed was to flee.
And he did just that.
The whip was swung halfway before stopping in place, and then quickly retracted.
Zhou Xuegu watched in astonishment as the whip in front of him moved away from him. He spat and, without intending to resist, was about to stop.
"Trying to leave?"
Lu Zhaozhao sneered, already throwing her sword.
Thousands of sword lights flashed, illuminating the night sky like shooting stars, dazzling yet dangerous.
The rain of swords fell, perfectly positioned so that even if Cui Xingjue tried to escape halfway, he would still be within the range.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A barrage of arrows was unleashed, and for a moment, the sky was as bright as day.
Zhou Xuegu disregarded everything else and, in that instant, unleashed all his hidden skills.
The most powerful technique in Dragon Bone Cave involves forcibly increasing physical strength by overdrawing one's life force; when mastered, it can even rival the strength of demons in the Western Regions.
But Zhou Xuegu was clearly not at that level yet. Faced with a dense barrage of swords, he could only use his body to withstand the attacks, leaving one bloody gash after another. His arm, which he used to block the attack, was completely mangled.
Blood splattered everywhere.
A streak of blood ran down Lu Zhaozhao's face. She reached out to wipe it away, the stench of blood filling her nostrils. In an instant, a bloodthirsty red filled her eyes.
With two fingers together, she activated her sword technique, and five swords followed closely behind Ni Ye, falling at the same moment.
Amidst the myriad swords, Zhou Xuegu had already knelt on one knee, while Cui Xingjue's situation was even more miserable. As the sword light flashed, he could only use his whip to fight back against the flying swords, but his hand speed was ultimately no match for the flying swords. In just a few rounds, he was stabbed in several vital spots.
Among the thousands of sword shadows, the five real swords appeared even more oppressive.
They hung high in the air, waiting for Lu Zhaozhao's command to descend and punish them.
Cui Xingjue was filled with regret. He originally thought that the two of them were just pretty faces. Although they had some ability, luck definitely played a major role in getting this far.
At first, the fight against Yao Tong was relatively easy, but I didn't expect the situation to change so drastically in an instant after Lu Zhaozhao joined. I also didn't expect Yao Tong, as a support, to provide such a significant boost.
If he had known this would happen, he would never have provoked this madman again if he could do it all over again.
Cui Xingjue spat, his eyes, sharp as snakes, darted around, and a scheme came to mind.
At the same moment Lu Zhaozhao activated her sword technique and brought her sword down, Cui Xingjue immediately shouted to Zhou Xuegu, "It's dangerous there, come quick!"
Upon hearing Cui Xingjue's reminder, Zhou Xuegu didn't think much of it and ran towards him.
Upon seeing this scene, not only those inside the arena, but even those outside couldn't help but frown.
Cui Xingjue was about to collapse, which everyone could see. Therefore, most of Lu Zhaozhao's swords were aimed at him, hoping to kill him in one blow. Zhou Xuegu, with his physique and the skills he learned in the sect, might be able to barely withstand it, but he would lose most of his combat power.
But Cui Xingjue's shout could be described as vicious.
He called Zhou Xuegu to his position and blocked most of the attacks for him. In addition to the attacks already being directed at Zhou Xuegu, he had to bear almost all of Lu Zhaozhao's attacks by himself.
Zhou Xuegu only understood all of this after he had taken action. He looked at Cui Xingjue, who was smiling, with disbelief and resentment in his eyes.
He tried to hide, but it was too late.
The sword had already fallen, and he had no way to dodge it. Cui Xingjue, hiding behind him, only needed to protect himself.
"boom--"
After the deafening explosion, a large crater was blasted into the ground, and Zhou Xuegu lay inside, unconscious.
The rain of swords hadn't ended yet, but Cui Xingjue immediately used the unconscious Zhou Xuegu as a shield, blocking in front of him.
Now, everyone showed expressions of disgust and disdain.
Cui Xingjue didn't take it seriously at all, only supporting Zhou Xuegu, while Lu Zhaozhao was already in a bloodthirsty frenzy and couldn't stop.
Yaotong sensed something was wrong and stopped playing the zither.
She quickly went up and grabbed Lu Zhaozhao's sleeve.
Every year during the Golden Banquet competition, there are those who are seriously injured, but killing is strictly prohibited. This is an unwritten rule, and if such a thing happens, no matter the circumstances at the time, the person will be condemned for life.
Yao Tong didn't want to see this happen to Lu Zhaozhao.
But Lu Zhaozhao seemed to be bewitched, ignoring her attempts to stop her.
In desperation, she could only stand in front of Zhou Xuegu and face the thousands of sword shadows. Only then did she truly feel the pressure and was inevitably frightened, but she did not move her feet an inch.
Bai Yuanshi sensed something was wrong and tried to join in.
Yan Yutong grabbed him, signaling him not to get involved in this mess.
Zhou Xuegu is clearly going to be eliminated. It is still unknown whether Yao Tong can stop him. If she cannot, Cui Xingjue will definitely be hurt. As for Lu Zhaozhao, she did something so outrageous. Regardless of whether she can continue the competition, she will have enough troubles to worry about afterward.
Yan Yutong didn't want anyone to ruin such a good opportunity.
The sword was now only inches away from Yaotong. Yaotong couldn't help but close her eyes, and the strong wind made her hair look disheveled.
Xian Ji, who was standing outside the arena, couldn't hold back any longer. She stood up and was about to enter the arena. Her favorite disciple was facing such a crisis, and she had to interrupt him even if it meant breaking the rules.
At the critical moment, the sword stopped. Yao Tong carefully opened her eyes, and the tip of the sword was only a foot away from her eyes.
Lu Zhaozhao shifted her gaze, her brows furrowed, and blood flowed from her right wrist.
The attack had already continued unabated, but she had injured her own meridians and forcibly suppressed the supply of true energy.
Lu Zhaozhao's face was filled with anger; this was the first time she had shown such emotion.
She always presented a calm and composed demeanor, and even when Yunxian bestowed upon Nianzhi the secret methods of Zen Buddhism, her expression remained only slightly cold.
This further highlights the extent of her anger at this moment.
The sword tip shifted, thrusting straight towards Yao Tong's right, where there was only one person—
Mulberry Bank!
Lu Zhaozhao looked at him coldly. He had a half-smile in his eyes. He twisted his fingers and pinched the sword that was thrusting towards him. With a forceful twist, the sword shadow shattered.
Everyone knew the power of Lu Zhaozhao's sword after the previous contest, and Sang Pan blocked it so easily. Although it was just a sword shadow, it was still unexpected.
Just who is this person?
Lu Zhaozhao frowned, muttering incantations as she thrust her swords toward him.
The rain of swords returned, but Sangpan remained calm and composed, weaving through the gaps with a rather leisurely air.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, instead of fighting amongst ourselves, why don't we cooperate? With our combined abilities, none of the people present can stand against us."
What an arrogant tone! Not only Lu Zhaozhao, but the others thought so too.
Lu Zhaozhao sneered and said disdainfully, "Didn't you promise Zhou Xuegu that you wouldn't interfere in the competition just now, but you secretly cast a spell on me, almost causing me to make a big mistake? I dare not cooperate with you if you have such a bad reputation."
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