Time flies by.
The huge platform is bustling with activity every day.
Song Chen participated in five matches.
Alchemy, talismans, formations, seal carving, and weapon crafting.
In every competition, Song Chen relied on his formidable fighting skills to easily claim first place.
The cultivators were not surprised at all.
After all, Song the Demon had already demonstrated his strength in the team competition.
However, the fact that Song Chen was simultaneously practicing so many techniques still shocked many people.
Especially Lü Yao, a prince of the Lü dynasty.
Previously at the clothing store, Lü Yao was ridiculed by Zhao Ziyi. He secretly vowed to find a man better than Song Chen and slap Zhao Ziyi in the face.
However, Song Chen's performance in the past few days of competition has alarmed Lü Yao.
No wonder Zhao Ziyi is so rich; with a Daoist partner like Song Chen, even a pig could turn into a golden pig.
Lu Yao was consumed by jealousy.
The night before the sword-wielding competition begins.
Lü Yao found Mu Feng.
Lu Yao exuded an air of nobility, while Mu Feng had a cold and aloof demeanor.
The two stood facing each other.
They were plotting together how to deal with Zhao Ziyi.
Lu Yao lowered his eyes and took out a small gold bottle from his storage bag.
"In tomorrow's swordsmanship competition, apply this powder to Zhao Ziyi. I have my own ways of dealing with him."
Mu Feng waved his hand, took the golden bottle, and asked:
Why are you targeting Zhao Ziyi?
Lu Yao glanced at Mu Feng and said resentfully:
"If I want Song Chen to become my Daoist partner, then naturally I must kill Zhao Ziyi."
"I'm only cooperating with you because you already have Li Wantian and won't try to take Song Chen from me."
A hint of mockery flashed in Mu Feng's eyes. "Then what is this powder?"
"It's Jiuhe Tianxiang Powder."
Nine-in-One Heavenly Fragrance Powder is a white powder refined from nine kinds of female spirit beasts.
It not only has aphrodisiac effects, but it can also cause spirit beasts to riot.
The Lü dynasty was skilled in animal taming, so it's not surprising that they had this kind of medicinal powder.
A cold smile appeared on Lü Yao's lips as he said:
"If Zhao Ziyi were to be covered in this beast powder, and were to leave Zhuoyangchuan and pass through the Wanshan Mountains, it would surely cause a riot of spirit beasts."
This even triggered a horde of spirit beasts to attack Immortal River Garden.
Mu Feng nodded knowingly and asked in return:
"You want to deal with Zhao Ziyi after the Immortal Realm Grand Competition is over? That's way too late."
Lu Yao was dissatisfied and said:
"What's the big deal? Song Chen and I still have a hundred years left to live. Once Zhao Ziyi is dead, we'll have plenty of time to spend together."
Mu Feng glanced at Lü Yao. Although Lü Yao was patient, she was far too foolish.
After the Immortal Realm Grand Competition ends, they will return to the academy for a visit, and within a week, they will enter the Ascending Dragon Path.
Even if there were a beast tide, it would be irrelevant to them long ago.
However, once you enter the Ascending Dragon Path, this powder might have a miraculous effect.
At that time, where will Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi be?
In his paradise, there will only be two more servants.
Mu Feng flicked his wrist, putting the golden bottle into his storage bag, and said expressionlessly:
"I'll accept the Nine-Ingredient Heavenly Fragrance Powder. As for what you're talking about, that's impossible."
Before you seek cooperation with someone next time, think it through first.
We are now in the Zhuoyangchuan Mountains, and the platform is surrounded by jungle.
The moment the scent of Nine Harmonies Heavenly Fragrance Powder appears, the first thing to be torn to shreds will be idiots like you!
After Mu Feng finished speaking, he was too lazy to deal with this brainless guy and turned to leave.
Lu Yao was dumbfounded; he stood there, stunned.
He lost both his wife and his army; his plan ended before it even began.
They even gave me a bottle of Jiuhe Tianxiang powder!
Another place.
Mu Feng approached Li Wantian and said calmly:
"The plan has changed. The plan targeting Zhao Ziyi will be put aside for now."
Li Wantian frowned. "What's wrong? We've made thorough preparations to deal with Zhao Ziyi. We're confident we can cripple him on the spot and prevent him from ever cultivating again!"
Mu Feng didn't intend to explain, but instead instructed:
"I have other ideas. I won't make any rash moves tomorrow. I'll take the initiative and grab the points first."
Seeing Mu Feng's indifferent demeanor, Li Wantian felt displeased.
He pinched Mu Feng's cheek with one hand and said viciously:
"Mu Feng, don't think that just because you've signed a contract you can talk to me so recklessly."
"You think I enjoy looking like a dead man?"
Mu Feng's face was pinched, rendering him unable to move. He felt both anxious and annoyed.
Li Wantian's personality is unpredictable; one second he might say he likes him to be aloof, and the next he might say he looks like a dead man.
If it weren't for the need to enter the Ascending Dragon Path, Mu Feng wouldn't bother with Li Wantian.
However, his aloof demeanor is indeed unpopular.
Mu Feng recalled Lü Yao's noble demeanor from earlier and couldn't help but have a change of heart.
Although Lü Yao was stupid and clumsy, he had an air of nobility and was well taken care of by the Lü Dynasty.
Mu Feng frowned, tears streaming down her face, and complained in a soft voice:
"You were the one who told me this morning to put away my seductive side and not to let others see my shy side!"
"Hmph, don't even think about ordering me around!"
How could I possibly order you around?
the next day.
early morning.
The monks opened their eyes from their meditation cushions.
Today is the last day of the individual competition.
The sword cultivators' competition is about to begin.
Here at Xianhe Garden.
Song Chen stood up from the futon, walked to Zhao Ziyi's bed next to him, lifted the bed curtains, and shook him.
"Ziyi, wake up, today's competition is about to begin."
Zhao Ziyi sat up sleepily, got out of bed and began to get dressed and wash up.
The surrounding monks found this scene hard to comprehend.
Song Chen carried a canopy bed with him at all times.
Why does Zhao Ziyi, a cultivator, need to sleep at night?
After getting dressed, Zhao Ziyi lifted the bed curtains and came out.
Song Chen folded up the bed and encouraged him:
"Just do your best. If you run into Mu Feng, it's better to break the rules than not protect yourself."
Zhao Ziyi stretched his limbs and cracked his neck. "Don't worry, I'll be the first to charge onto the platform today. If Mu Feng comes, we'll fight to the bitter end!"
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
As the bell rang, three Nascent Soul cultivators appeared in mid-air.
"All sword cultivators, please step forward. The sword cultivator gauntlet battle is about to begin."
During the competition, only iron swords can be used; the use of other magical weapons is prohibited!
Each cultivator has three opportunities to stand on the arena.
Earn 1 point for each person defeated.
The group of sword cultivators were led to the edge of the arena by the Nascent Soul cultivator.
"The match begins now!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi, holding an iron sword, instantly flew to the center of the arena.
"Gentlemen, come and fight!"
The spiritual energy of a Foundation Establishment Stage Perfection cultivator is released instantly.
The withered leaves and dust on the platform were all kicked up.
"I'll do it!"
A voice came from behind.
Countless sword cultivators, holding iron swords, stared in astonishment at this scene.
Mu Feng actually went up against Zhao Ziyi?
On the arena, Mu Feng and Zhao Ziyi stood facing each other.
Mu Feng, dressed in pink, possessed a cool and aloof demeanor, yet her face was both delicate and pitiful, captivating countless cultivators.
In contrast, Zhao Ziyi has heroic features and youthful spirit. Apart from the red dot between his eyebrows, he doesn't resemble the young man at all.
Mu Feng spoke coldly:
"You are no match for me. I will fight you only once and make you admit defeat."
Zhao Ziyi chuckled:
"You said the same thing during the team competition, so stop talking nonsense and let's fight!"
Mu Feng stood on the arena, holding an iron sword.
"If it weren't for Song Chen's talisman, I wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat."
Today I'll show you the power of the "Primordial Sword Technique of Pure Heart."
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