Chapter 95: Thunder Cloud: Only when one is at the Nascent Soul stage or above will there be a thunder tribulation!
Cheng Yu and Ci Yiyuan looked at each other, said "Oh no" in their hearts, and hurried to stop Liang Huailian.
But Liang Huailian was agile and his movements followed his heart. Before he could react, he had already leaped into the air with the sword in his hand, and like a charging calf, he stabbed directly at the two people who were riding swords.
"Junior Sister!" Cheng Yu and Ci Yiyuan hurriedly chased after her. Seeing that it was too late to stop her, they could only secretly pray that Zhan Yao and Mu Fuyun were strong enough to withstand Liang Huailian's surprise attack even when they were caught off guard.
This is someone else's territory. It won't look good if they confront each other before the Dharma Assembly even begins.
Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao came one after the other, both of them came to the trial platform to practice sword skills according to their usual time. There was no change in their schedule due to the gathering of all the major sects. However, they did not expect to be attacked by their opponents before they even landed.
However, the two of them remained calm, showing no sign of panic, and had no intention of resisting.
Because Zhan Yang had already stood in front of them, and he raised his sword to block with ease, and with a clever move of his wrist, he blocked Liang Huailian's sword.
"Why are you stopping me?" Liang Huailian's surprise attack was thwarted, and he demanded angrily, "I want to fight them both!"
"Liang Huailian, what's so urgent?" Zhan Yao didn't understand why she was so eager to compete with them before the Dharma Assembly even started. "Can't we just have a fair fight at the Dharma Assembly?"
Liang Huailian is also one of the top three Jindan-stage disciples of Taixu Sect. According to the rules of the Dharma Assembly, there will always be a chance for them to meet.
"That won't work at the Dharma Assembly. I'm afraid you two won't stand a chance against me."
"Why?" Zhan Yao asked with a frown.
Liang Huailian laughed exaggeratedly and puffed out his chest proudly, as if he was waiting for her to ask this question. He held his head high, and his beautiful and neat jawline was particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the sunlight.
However, before she could answer, Zhan Yang suddenly interrupted her, saying, "Because she advanced. When she was about to reach Tianyan, she broke through and became an early Nascent Soul cultivator."
Naturally, cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage cannot participate in Golden Core stage competitions.
Everyone was shocked. You know, Liang Huailian is only less than a year older than Zhan Yao. Among her peers, Zhan Yao advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Core so quickly. She is already a leader among thousands, and it is rare to see one in decades. But Liang Huailian is even faster than her!
Several years ago, before the two became disciples, there were rumors that although both were gifted and had great potential, Liang Huailian could always slightly outshine Zhan Yao.
Now, everyone seems to have some understanding of what this "head" is.
Zhan Yao advanced very quickly, and Liang Huailian was even faster than her.
"Ah! I'm angry!" Liang Huailian was interrupted and became even more upset. "Brother, why did you steal my lines? You didn't achieve the effect I wanted!"
Everyone: “…”
After all, God is fair. If you are stronger than others, you must be weaker in other aspects.
Zhan Yang ignored her. As the eldest disciple under Liang Daoheng, he has always been a breath of fresh air in the Wuding Sect. Moreover, he has now reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, so naturally he cannot bluff like his junior sister.
When Zhan Yao and Mu Fuyun heard the news of her advancement, they were a little surprised but remained calm. They just said "congratulations" one after another as a polite gesture, without showing any sincerity.
Liang Huailian became even angrier, feeling that her carefully planned stunning event had been disrupted, and she simply couldn't accept it. She simply stood behind Zhan Yang, with the tip of her sword piercing through his shoulder, pointing directly at Zhan Yao and Mu Fuyun.
"Do you have the courage to take my move?"
Zhan Yao looked at her indifferently and was about to say "boring", but Liang Huailian had already said the next sentence in a very impressive manner.
"——Two people come together."
Just two mid-stage Jindan cultivators. For her, a talented female cultivator who had already suffered a thunder tribulation halfway and successfully entered the Yuanying stage, this should be no problem.
"Your Tianyan is a good place, with stable spiritual veins and abundant spiritual energy. Maybe if I stay here for a few more days and fight a few more battles, it can help me reach another level."
The only person who could make advancement sound so easy was Liang Huailian.
The expressions of some Tianyan disciples became a little subtle. They saw such an arrogant person in their own territory, but for her, advancement was so easy and smooth.
Those of them who were far behind could only turn their attention to Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao, who, in their opinion, had also made rapid progress.
Mu Fuyun was used to staying out of most things, and he never got upset when faced with provocations and ridicules from others.
But just now, when I heard Liang Huailian mention Tianyan's spiritual veins and spiritual energy, I inexplicably thought of Xie Hanyi.
Her gaze fixed, and she turned to look at Zhan Yao, and she also saw an emotion called "dissatisfaction" in her eyes.
The two of them did not hesitate and stood on the trial platform almost at the same time. Unlike standing opposite each other in the past, this time they stood side by side, facing Liang Huailian.
"There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Then we'll go together, both of us."
Liang Huailian was stunned. He didn't expect that the provocation he made in impulse would be responded to. He was cheered up, picked up his sword and stepped forward. He took two small steps on the spot and quickly got ready to attack.
"Cousin, please be our referee."
Zhan Yang nodded and stood in a corner of the trial platform that was usually occupied by the instructors and senior brothers and sisters from the sect. He looked to both sides and saw that both sides were ready. He raised the drumstick wrapped in red silk and brought it down on the drumhead.
The competition began. Liang Huailian tapped the ground with one foot and suddenly rushed forward. With sharp sword intent, he stabbed at the two people opposite.
She was a flamboyant person and never held back on her powerful strength. With the added strength of her early Nascent Soul stage, her attack power was even stronger than when she faced those seven or eight disciples just now.
Mu Fuyun and Zhan Yao had never cooperated in a competition, not even when they were real opponents in the trial field. But perhaps because they had been together for a long time, and both of them were observant and extremely talented female cultivators, when they stood together, they had formed a subtle tacit understanding without saying anything.
Facing the opponent's attack, the two of them tapped the ground on their toes at the same time and dodged to the sides.
The powerful sword intent almost brushed past their bodies, causing their gray Taoist robes to heat up, as if they would burn in the sun at the next moment.
They didn't have time to use the Qingquan technique. They looked at each other in mid-air, and before falling back to the ground, they quickly changed positions, one in front and one behind, trapping Liang Huailian in the middle.
As childhood enemies, Zhan Yao knew Liang Huailian better, so she naturally stood in front and faced her head-on, while Mu Fuyun lagged behind, looking for an opportunity.
Zhan Yao used the Tianyan Sword and Liang Huailian used the Taixu Sword. One was steady but ruthless, the other was flamboyant and powerful. Because there was someone restraining him from behind, Liang Huailian's attention was diverted, so the duel between the two seemed to be somewhat evenly matched.
Mu Fuyun's attack power was not as strong as Zhan Yao's. He hid behind Liang Huailian, and from time to time, when she was about to attack Zhan Yao, he would suddenly approach her, and then quickly dodge away when she turned around to respond.
After a few rounds, Liang Huailian gradually lost his patience and jumped into the air angrily. He changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, mobilized 80% of his spiritual power, and struck down a long and narrow sword intent in the air.
The sword intent was based on the straight line where Zhan Yao and Mu Fuyun were standing, forcing them to stop their moves and quickly find a way to retreat.
But after all, he was only in the Jindan stage, a long way from the Yuanying stage. Even if he retreated, he would still be affected.
A huge crack appeared in the center of the circular trial platform, blasting out countless pieces of rubble that flew in all directions. The powerful spiritual power caused Mu Fuyun's whole body to vibrate. He felt his skin and flesh go numb at first, and when he managed to steady himself on the edge of the trial platform, he began to feel waves of dull pain emanating from his skin and flesh, spreading to his limbs and bones.
At the same time, in the Dantian Qi Sea, waves were surging like the surface of a lake that was shaken by external force, and it seemed that something was about to emerge from it.
She didn't have time to cover her heart and looked up at Zhan Yao who was also feeling overwhelmed.
Naturally, there is no intention of retreating.
The two men understood what Liang Huailian had done and simultaneously imitated what he had just done. They mobilized most of the spiritual power in their bodies, condensed it into a sword move, and attacked Liang Huailian.
Liang Huailian had just used his killing move, and now was the best opportunity for a surprise attack.
For some unknown reason, the two of them simultaneously used the 36th move of the Fengban Liuyun Sword, and the exact same moves were performed, making the onlookers wonder if they had discussed it in advance.
The pain grew more and more intense, penetrating from the skin and flesh into the tendons and bones, as if countless copper hammers forged by spiritual fire were pounding on it, making Mu Fuyun feel that his meridians were like a funnel, rapidly losing strength.
"Don't even think about beating me!" Liang Huailian's competitive spirit never extinguishes. Seeing his opponent using this gambling-like method to win in one blow, his fighting spirit becomes even more ignited.
She had long forgotten the advice from her senior brothers to "conserve strength" and "recharge", and she took a deep breath again, just like before, trying her best to resist.
The three sword intentions intersected above the trial platform, causing a huge noise. Although a lot of the sword intentions were offset by the collision, there was still a strong recoil that spread in all directions.
Mu Fuyun was knocked back dozens of feet by the force and almost fell off the stage. Fortunately, he caught the hilt of his sword in a crack in time and was able to barely stay on the stage.
She was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up. She knelt on one knee on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhan Yao was lying on the ground on the other side, and her situation was no better than hers.
Even Liang Huailian himself covered his heart with his hands, as if he was hurt.
No one has been knocked down, no sword has been placed on anyone's neck, and no one has admitted defeat.
The competition is not over yet.
Mu Fuyun took a quick breath. The hand holding the sword was pale and bony. He endured the pain, supported his body, and struggled to stand up.
"Still want to compete?"
"Aren't they afraid that their injuries are too severe and they won't be able to attend the Dharma Assembly?"
Some people watching below were terrified and couldn't help but talk about it.
Cheng Yu and Ci Yiyuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw what was happening and didn't want them to compete anymore, so they gave Zhan Yang a look and were about to step forward to dissuade them.
In the distant sky, Chu Ye and Song Xinghe, who had rushed over from Guizang Palace after hearing the news, saw the situation and wanted to step forward to interrupt.
At this moment, above Fu Ri Peak, in the originally clear blue and cloudless sky, suddenly, clusters of thick black clouds emerged, quickly blocking out the warm sunlight.
The brightness of spring was dispelled, and the sky and earth became dark and cold like winter.
"What's going on? Someone is about to advance?"
"There's no golden light, but it looks like there's lightning gathering!"
"It's a thunder tribulation!"
“Only those above the Nascent Soul stage will experience thunder tribulations!”
"Could it be—"
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