Chapter 101: Sect Leader Qi did not hide anything from her.
After Instructor Shen finished speaking, Xu Qinyi couldn't hold back any longer. He held his sword with one hand and covered his chest with the other, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Liang Huailian was not much better than him, except that he did not spit out blood.
She stood up straight, panting. Although she lost, she bowed to Xu Qinyi with grace and dignity.
"Senior Brother Xu is so skilled, I'm willing to admit defeat."
Xu Qinyi wiped the corner of his mouth and did not respond immediately. Instead, he performed a cleansing spell to clean off the dust and blood on his body. When he was no longer in a mess, he stood up straight and clasped his fists towards Liang Huailian.
"Junior sister, thank you for letting me."
After he finished speaking, he straightened his robes and returned to his gentle and graceful self as before he came on stage. It was almost impossible to tell that he had just been seriously injured. He stood behind the red line in the middle of the trial platform.
"As expected of a Xu family member..." Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh as he and the others escorted Mu Fuyun to the stage. "Just like our Huai Yan, so graceful."
Hong Ying glared at him, then quickly turned around and gave Mu Fuyun a look: "We don't have to be polite when competing with our opponents. Fuyun, don't show mercy!"
Mu Fuyun nodded, and under everyone's gaze, he calmly walked onto the trial platform and came to his side.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but in just a moment, she felt a subtle fluctuation of spiritual power in the air, which had gradually calmed down after the fight.
It seems to be a bit richer.
She paused and looked around calmly, trying to see other people's reactions.
The fluctuation was not big, so most people naturally could not feel it. However, the three masters and other elders sitting in the high stands did not seem to react at all. It was not known whether they maintained a good expression or they really did not notice it.
Before she could think about it, Instructor Shen had already raised the drumstick, and Xu Qinyi also clasped his fists and said to her, "Please give me your guidance."
Mu Fuyun collected his thoughts, took a deep breath, and when he was ready, he drew his sword with one hand and signaled to Xu Qinyi and Instructor Shen.
The area around the trial platform gradually became quiet. Apart from the fellow disciples who sent Mu Fuyun to the stage as if he were their own child, everyone else was also full of anticipation.
After all, most people don't know much about Mu Fuyun's strength. They only know that she suddenly reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul. They all want to take a good look at the strength of this young female cultivator who seemed to have suddenly appeared in front of everyone at this Dharma Assembly.
The title of "the only direct disciple of Taoist Lingshan" makes people both envious and expectant.
The drums sounded and the competition began.
Mu Fuyun jumped up at the first moment, without using any unnecessary moves, and directly raised his sword to stab three inches to the right of Xu Qinyi's chest.
She watched the intense competition more carefully than anyone else and memorized every one of his injuries.
Xu Qinyi had never heard of Mu Fuyun before. Even though he had asked among Tianyan’s disciples beforehand, the information he could get was very little.
Therefore, he had never expected that she would choose such a tricky angle to attack right from the start.
He was an upright person. Whether in private or in competition, he always maintained his composure and was unwilling to do anything to take advantage of others. Seeing Mu Fuyun like this, he couldn't help but frown. He quickly dodged to the side, and a hint of disapproval flashed in his still calm eyes.
Even the other Wuding Sect disciples who were watching the game from the audience couldn't help but feel indignant.
"It's rather unfair to attack right away by attacking the injured part."
"Why are Tianyan's disciples so cunning? It would be much better to be more upright like Junior Sister Liang just now."
However, Cang Yan, who was sitting next to Qi Yuanbai, couldn't help but lean forward when he saw this, and a hint of interest appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes.
Attacking someone's weak spots is something that righteous cultivators disdain, but he, a demonic cultivator, somewhat appreciates it.
Tian Yan's disciples couldn't bear to see their junior sister being talked about in this way. Although they didn't quite agree with Mu Fuyun's approach, they still wanted to say a few words on her behalf.
"This is a competition, and strength speaks for itself. As long as Junior Sister Mu doesn't break the rules, whatever she does is within her rights."
"Yes, she is a junior and has little experience. Should she give way to the seniors?"
Zhan Yao, Hong Ying and others did not say anything. They remained calm and paid attention to Mu Fuyun's actions.
Before the tip of her sword could reach the spot where Xu Qinyi's chest had been, she retracted it and changed her pace, moving her left foot half a step to the right. Using this clever force, she changed direction and slashed the sword to the lower left, directly brushing against the right side of Xu Qinyi's Taoist robe.
This is her real goal.
The powerful sword intent forged by spiritual power brought with it a whistling wind, tearing a big hole in Xu Qinyi's Taoist robe.
He spun around and jumped up, dodging while slashing her sword with his sword.
The Hengyu Sword and the Zhenwu Sword collided, making a clanging sound, and the noise they made was no less than the one Liang Huailian had just provoked.
However, Xu Qinyi's eyes relaxed. It turned out that she had no intention of taking advantage of anyone's misfortune.
Next, Mu Fuyun did the same thing for several moves in a row, feinting once before attacking elsewhere. The spiritual power he used was not deliberately restrained as in his previous habit, and the attack power was not small at all.
Xu Qinyi knew her attack pattern from the first exchange, but he was unable to predict where she was actually aiming at. In addition, he was already injured, so his reaction was not as quick as usual. After holding on for two moments, he began to show signs of fatigue.
"Fuyun didn't hurt Xu Qinyi at all," Hongying said loudly, "She avoided it every time."
Xiao Yan caught her gaze and quickly followed, saying seriously, "The junior is already so self-aware. If you give in again, it would be shameful for you as a senior even if you win the competition!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples of Wuding Sect also felt that their previous discussion was a bit impulsive, and they all shut up at the same time.
Cang Yan, who was very interested just now, leaned back on the hidden bag in disappointment.
On the stage, Mu Fuyun gritted his teeth, and his body was covered with bruises one after another, but he did not dare to be distracted for a moment, and kept approaching. When he felt that his Qi Sea was almost half empty, he realized that it was time to end the competition.
It’s not advisable to delay for too long, as she still has to compete with Song Xinghe next.
However, Xu Qinyi was very strong and had a strong will. Even though he was injured and his qi was insufficient, he always insisted on resisting and never gave up.
At this time, it is time to take the enemy by surprise.
When the two men were fighting in close combat in the air again, Mu Fuyun took aim and released a burst of spiritual power from the tip of his sword.
A cluster of blue flames suddenly appeared in front of Xu Qinyi's eyes, burning steadily along the body of his sword, and was not affected in the slightest no matter how the surrounding air swirled.
Xu Qinyi couldn't help but widen his eyes. He quickly put away his sword and tried to use the cleansing technique to extinguish the spiritual fire.
The spiritual fire quickly died out, but the burning sensation it brought had already been branded into the sword. The silver blade turned red, and the sword's power was greatly weakened.
While he was stunned, Mu Fuyun quickly approached with a sword in hand.
Xu Qinyi's pupils shrank, and he forced himself to come back to his senses. He raised his right hand, holding the sword in front of himself, and took a defensive posture.
The expected attack did not come.
When he was close, Mu Fuyun suddenly let go, and the Hengyu Sword slipped out of his control, bypassing the defense in front of him, finding a gap from behind, and pressing against his back.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, I'm grateful for your kindness."
Before Xu Qinyi could react, Mu Fuyun landed lightly on the ground, stood up straight, hooked his fingers, sheathed his sword, and clasped his fists towards him.
Xu Qinyi still maintained the same posture as before. Hearing this, he tried to move his arm. The pain that had been ignored due to the continuous fighting came back little by little, making it almost impossible for him to move.
"You..." He looked at the Zhenwu Sword in his hand, which was gradually turning silver, with a complicated expression, "Can you refine weapons?"
The information he had inquired about did mention that when Mu Fuyun was in the Tianyan selection, she used spiritual fire to unexpectedly defeat an opponent who was at a higher level than her.
Without having seen it with their own eyes, let alone experienced it personally, they all agreed when they discussed it with their fellow disciples that she might be better at controlling her spiritual power than most of her peers, but in the final analysis, it was only because of the surprise attack, and she did not actually have much lethality.
But just now, he clearly felt that the power of the spiritual fire was no less than that of the sword.
"Not really," Mu Fuyun shook his head, not wanting others to know his identity as a weapon cultivator. "I just have nothing better to do on weekdays, so I use the Spirit Fire to test my control."
As she spoke, she wiped the sweat mixed with blood from her forehead and turned to look at Instructor Shen.
Instructor Shen finally no longer had to dodge the flying debris, and he woke up as if from a dream and announced the result loudly.
"In this match, Tianyan Sect's Mu Fuyun wins."
"The next match is between Mu Fuyun of Tianyan Sect and Song Xinghe of Tianyan Sect."
The Tianyan disciples around them didn't even have time to cheer before they quickly became entangled in the next competition.
They are all from the same school. Although Song Xinghe has always been a leader and many people are optimistic about him, Mu Fuyun is now also in the limelight and has unlimited potential. Naturally, people don't know how to choose.
"Interesting. This Mu Fuyun, who used to be a nobody, has made such rapid progress since entering Tianyan. It's clear that Sect Leader Qi has no secrets about her."
Cang Yan, who had been silent since a while ago, suddenly said with a smile.
Qi Yuanbai glanced at him without responding. Elder Qin wanted to speak up for the Sect Master, but facing the Lord of the Demon Realm, he was unable to say anything for a moment.
Only the straightforward Jiang Hanqiu disagreed: "She is a disciple of Tianyan. Why would the head brother hide it? We at Tianyan have always valued fairness. We love and protect all our disciples equally. The Demon Lord should understand this."
She was warning Cang Yan not to cause any trouble again like last time.
The corners of Cang Yan's raised mouth drooped, and he looked at Jiang Hanqiu unhappily. He wanted to refute, but he held back and ignored it.
"Is that so?" He said dryly, "Then I'd like to see what the outcome will be between the Sect Leader's direct disciple and Xie Hanyi's direct disciple."
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