Cultivation World 47 Competition
"Someone from the Qingyan Sect is challenging a weapon master?"
"Is he alright? All of Venerable Ling Ye's disciples spent the entire day refining their weapons yesterday, which consumed a huge amount of their spiritual energy. Isn't it customary not to look for them today?"
"They only pick on the weak, this Qing Yan Sect, tsk tsk."
"That's true, but Xie Yunsui's cultivation is higher than Qing Yanzong's. The two cancel each other out."
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Ling Ye on the platform frowned and tried to stand up while holding the handrail.
The Tianlang Sect Master paused, looking at Heng Taiwei with a half-smile: "Elder Taiwei is also interested in the strength of my Qifeng disciples?"
Heng Taiwei smiled faintly, "My disciple may be reckless, but the younger generation are full of vigor and vitality, so we will only challenge them to a certain extent. I believe that a disciple of your sect with late Jindan cultivation will not be afraid of an early Jindan cultivator, right?"
Ling Ye glared at him: "How can a weapon master compare to a magic cultivator?"
Heng Taiwei: "There is always suppression when the realm is higher."
The Tianlang Sect Master tried to smooth things over: "The younger generations should resolve their own issues, right? If Xie Yunsui really can't come forward, then just refuse him on the spot."
Ling Ye pulled his sleeves and frowned unhappily.
That being said, his disciple, who is in the late Jindan stage, doesn't even dare to accept the challenge of a person in the early Jindan stage. Isn't that more embarrassing than losing the fight?
Everyone on and off the stage has different thoughts.
The previous competition had just ended when He Hongzhuo leaped lightly over the crowd and landed on the fighting stage.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior."
He Hongzhuo bowed, his eyes sharp as he looked straight at Xie Yunsui in the audience.
He Hongzhuo has been gifted since childhood. He was trained as a genius and has an extraordinary bearing. He challenges the higher-level cultivators of the same level without being humble or arrogant. In the eyes of the onlookers who do not know what is going on, he has the demeanor of a young hero.
Some people also thought of the same thing that happened to Xie Yan, the high-spirited leader of Qingyan Sect a long time ago.
The atmosphere was already so tense, and Xie Yunsui's excuse of "feeling unwell" would only highlight his cowardice.
Ling Xiyuan looked at him and said, "He's coming with such force, be careful, he might be plotting something."
This small gathering of immortal cultivators was for friendly exchanges. The people Ling Xiyuan challenged were all agreed upon yesterday. They were all disciples of the Hehuan Sect and the Bixiao Sect, and they were all on stage today for a serious exchange.
He Hongzhuo didn't say hello yesterday.
Xie Yunsui laughed and consoled him, "Don't worry, if I can't defeat you, I'll take care of myself."
Considering the feeling of being spied on from time to time in the past two days, how could Xie Yunsui not know that the visitor was up to something?
He slowly stood up and leaped onto the fighting arena.
The spiritual light at the edge rises like a barrier, and the winner is determined as soon as a cultivator crosses it.
At the same time, it can absorb all attacks from the monks in the field, so that the onlookers don't have to worry about getting hurt, and can also see the competition clearly.
After getting on the stage, He Hongzhuo no longer hesitated and directly summoned a mid-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, the Red Flame Sword.
The sword flashed and flew out, pointing directly at Xie Yunsui, with swift and fierce moves.
Xie Yunsui did not dare to be careless. He raised his hand and an ice shield appeared, blocking all the fire attacks.
"The Red Flame Sword's attack is so swift and fierce. If I were to come here, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand it."
"Qing Yan Sect is indeed good at teaching its disciples. This person's skills are definitely quite good."
"No matter how powerful the Scarlet Flame Sword was, wasn't it still blocked? How come that seemingly ordinary ice shield is so powerful?"
"Xie Yunsui is a weapon master, how could he be missing a magical weapon that can restrain the Red Flame Sword?"
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The ice shield is such a powerful defense!
He Hongzhuo failed in several attacks and retreated a few steps. He raised his hand and threw out a stack of thunder talismans. Dozens of sharp spiritual lights shot up into the sky with great momentum.
The attack did not stop, and the Red Flame Sword was swung out again, and the fire was raging.
Under such continuous attacks, even the strongest ice shield would inevitably have some cracks.
Xie Yunsui was startled and immediately summoned a new defensive magic weapon.
"What is Xie Yunsui doing? Why is he just a Jindan in the early stage defending all the time?"
Yin Hongxue in the audience watched for a while and couldn't help but complain.
Ling Xiyuan was also puzzled. Although Xie Yunsui was a weapon master and could flexibly use all the magic weapons he made, he was best at using the sword and always used offense instead of defense.
Even if you want to prevent fraud, you can't be so conservative, right?
The other people in the audience didn't know Xie Yunsui's true strength. Seeing that Xie Yunsui was almost being beaten, they couldn't help but sigh.
"Compared to weapon cultivators and magic cultivators, they still lack practical combat experience."
"It's useless even if it's two realms higher. Sigh, I originally wanted to let the tribe members learn weapon cultivation, forget it, let's practice seriously."
"Xie Yunsui consumed a lot of spiritual energy yesterday, so it's only natural that he can't handle it today."
"I'm afraid it won't be long before Xie Yunsui is defeated."
"Oh, what a pity that these excellent defensive weapons shattered so easily..."
When Tao Zhuo and his fellow disciples heard that Xie Yunsui had been challenged, they all ran over to watch without even taking a break.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Xie Yunsui being beaten by a magic cultivator who was two realms lower than him.
Several fellow apprentices angrily said, "These cultivators are abominable! They were so eager to ask us to refine magical instruments, but why are they now turning around and attacking us?"
"We've been so focused on refining our skills that we've inevitably neglected training and experience. So what if we have a high level of cultivation? If we fight, we'll still be at a disadvantage!"
"Qing Yan Sect, huh? Humph! I won't accept any more orders from them from now on!"
"They're stupid and have a lot of money, so why not take it? Just charge double the price."
Tao Zhuo was speechless. "Don't you understand yet? Although He Hongzhuo's offensive is fierce, he is constantly consuming spiritual energy. Junior Brother Xie hasn't moved since he took the stage. The most strenuous work he does is to use spiritual energy to activate his magic weapon. His magic weapon has always been famous for its energy conservation."
The attacks were all absorbed by the magic weapon, and Xie Yunsui himself was not affected at all.
The magic weapon is broken?
It’s broken, so it’s broken. I can just refine a few more later.
Several fellow apprentices: "..."
Heng Taiwei on the stage naturally noticed it as well, and his face darkened slightly.
Xie Yunsui was not one to sit idly by. Seeing that He Hongzhuo was only focused on attacking, he quietly picked up two thunder talismans, and then, when he saw the right opportunity, he threw the thunder talismans at his back.
He Hongzhuo caught a glimpse of two rays of light from the left and right, and was suddenly startled. Then he remembered that it was too late to defend himself. He could only hurriedly use his golden elixir essence to withstand the two attacks. His blood surged and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.
The competition was to stop when the time was right. Xie Yunsui succeeded in one strike and did not attack again.
Seeing that the opponent's attack was slowing down, he was about to say a few polite words to end the competition when suddenly a flash of fire came as a surprise attack. Xie Yunsui had no way to avoid it and raised his hand to summon the Jiuhe Panlong Ding to defend himself.
The next second, the cauldron exploded and a poisonous mist with flames spread out.
"That's not the Scarlet Flame Sword!"
Ling Xiyuan slammed the table and stood up, staring at the scene.
Yin Hongxue was also stunned: "The red flame poisonous mist of the Flowing Fire Centipede?"
As if confirming it, he gritted his teeth and said, "What a vicious mind!"
Ling Xiyuan then remembered that Xie Yunsui had warned him when he was in the Fentian Mountains to be careful with the Flowing Fire Centipede. Once it targeted him, he had to keep his distance and never get close.
This is because the Flowing Fire Centipede has a move called red flame poisonous mist. Once it comes into contact with the flame, it will be like a cancer attached to the bone, burning the soul and leaving burns on the surface of the skin that will not heal for a long time.
Few people would provoke the Flowing Fire Centipede, whose strength is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul level, let alone refine the Flowing Fire Centipede into a magic weapon.
This kind of life-saving and extremely lethal weapon should be reserved for life-and-death battles and should never appear in such a contest where the competition is just one-sided!
Ling Ye suddenly stood up: "Stop the game!"
Heng Taiwei smiled faintly and said, "I heard that Junior-Martial Brother Xie had trained in the Burning Heaven Mountains. I think he knows about the Flowing Fire Centipede and must know how to deal with it."
Ling Ye: "Bullshit! This poison burns the soul. Do you want to destroy my disciple?"
The leader of Tianlang Sect was also very displeased, but he could not immediately remove the protection of the fighting arena and rescue Xie Yunsui from inside.
The red flame poisonous fog is spreading. If it is released, won’t it bring disaster to the surrounding disciples?
"Has Qing Yanzong gone mad? How dare they so blatantly try to harm my Qifeng disciples?"
"Xie Yunsui was also careless. He slacked off before he even stepped down and the outcome was decided."
"Wait, that's—"
The poisonous fog on the fighting stage was so thick that it almost completely enveloped Xie Yunsui. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that Xie Yunsui could not escape.
When the red flame poisonous fog appeared, everyone thought that the situation on the field was one-sided in favor of He Hongzhuo, and they all sighed for Xie Yunsui. However, they did not expect that the poisonous fog on the field would quickly turn from thick to thin, as if it was sucked away by something.
"Isn't that too serious?"
A flash of silver light passed in front of him. Before He Hongzhuo could understand Xie Yunsui's tone, he was shocked to find that Xie Yunsui seemed not to be affected by the poisonous fog at all.
Not even a hair was burned by the fire!
The next moment, his wrist hurt and he could barely hold the Flowing Fire Sword.
He Hongzhuo took a closer look and found that what he was holding was just an ordinary sword without even any spiritual light.
"You actually use a sword like this? Are you trying to humiliate me?"
Xie Yunsui said, "Don't you want to see me use a sword? I'll grant you that."
After saying that, the sword in his hand changed direction, as fast as lightning, like a stream of light, pointing directly at He Hongzhuo's face.
The Liuhuo Sword was knocked to the ground, right under his feet. He Hongzhuo didn't even have the space to pick up the sword, so he could only try his best to resist with the Chiyan Sword.
The situation reversed in an instant, and the endless sword intent covered the sky.
The Sword Sect disciples who had originally not cared about this fancy competition suddenly had their eyes light up.
Good swordsmanship!
The spiritual light of many magic weapons was removed, leaving only an ordinary sword infused with spiritual power, and its body movements and sword moves were clearly visible.
Xie Yunsui was no longer just focused on defense as before, his offensive was fierce, as if he had become a different person.
He Hongzhuo wanted to pick up the Liuhuo Sword, use the Jinglei Talisman, and think of the bag of defensive equipment in his Qiankun bag, but he was forced by the sword energy in front of him like a bursting dam and could not move at all, and could only passively defend.
“Click, click.”
When He Hongzhuo heard the cracks appearing on the Red Flame Sword, a sense of fear suddenly arose in his heart.
It seemed that the next second it was not the sword that broke, but himself.
He had been forced to the edge of the fighting arena. Thinking that he had been forced to draw his sword, and that he had met the elders' requirements, he tried to jump down.
However, just as his feet left the ground, he suddenly felt something entangled. With a glance, he found that it was a spiritual silk sticking out from Xie Yunsui's sleeve.
With a tug of the spiritual silk, He Hongzhuo was pulled back again.
Xie Yunsui picked up the Flowing Fire Sword from the ground with his foot and kicked it towards He Hongzhuo, chuckling, "Junior brother, how come you can't even hold the sword?"
He Hongzhuo held the sword and tried to attack, but he couldn't do anything.
If you keep defending, your defense will be broken.
As the fight went on, it seemed to turn into a coaching match, with Xie Yunsui instructing him on how to use the sword!
He Hongzhuo felt very aggrieved and had no desire to fight anymore.
He wanted to step down several times to retain his last bit of dignity, but was stopped by Xie Yunsui.
Only after all the golden elixir in his body was exhausted did he use the spiritual silk to drag him off the fighting stage.
Xie Yunsui threw down a bottle of pills on the stage: "Swords and knives have no eyes. Consider this bottle of top-grade Zhen Yuan Pill as an apology."
He Hongzhuo in the audience no longer had the extraordinary demeanor he had when he appeared on stage. He was covered in wounds, but these injuries did not damage his bones, but only made him look embarrassed.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xie Yunsui hadn't used his full strength at the beginning.
After all, there was a gap of two realms between them. Xie Yunsui did not want to bully the weak, so he gave in to He Hongzhuo from the beginning.
Even though He Hongzhuo used such a shady trick, he was not angry and still wanted to guide him.
This disciple of Tianlang Immortal Sect is so magnanimous!
Xie Yunsui turned to face the platform, smiled wryly, and saluted the Sect Master and Master. "Junior Brother He's swordsmanship is exquisite and he is eager to make progress. I am not good at cultivating my mind, so I got angry and hurt Junior Brother He. I am truly sorry for this. Master, please punish me."
Ling Ye suppressed a smile. "We already said before the match that we should stop when we're done. It's really wrong for you to bully the weak. However, the Qingyan Sect disciple challenged you by name, so I think he's prepared mentally. You don't need to blame yourself."
Heng Taiwei listened to the two of them singing in unison, looked at the embarrassed look of his disciple, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Of course, it's just a competition between you youngsters. He lost because his skills were not up to par. Don't worry about it."
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"Is the weapon cultivator really this strong?"
"Nonsense! Have you ever seen a weapon cultivator dare to wield a sword without spiritual power like this?"
"Yes, the swords used by the Sword Sect disciples are all specially refined."
"He's a weapon cultivator? Is he really not from the Tiangang Sword Sect?"
"The Tianlang Immortal Sect can even produce such a disciple. This Qingyan Sect... is nothing special..."
He Hongzhuo listened to the discussions and the occasional glances at them, and left the table in anger.
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The author has something to say: The elder of Tiangang Sword Sect also broke through the defense: No, why would such a good seedling be so desperate as to learn how to refine weapons!
Ling Ye: What's there to be upset about? It's just that you are so poor.
Sword Sect Elder: ... (It's wrong to curse people)
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