The sword in her hand looked very light, but no one expected that when she used it, it would be so powerful and fierce. The key was that each sword contained an extremely tragic aura, as if she were a female general who had survived thousands of troops. The disciples with slightly lower cultivation levels not far away even had difficulty breathing.
The disciples of the nine sects of Taoism all changed color. Many of the contestants who had previously been defeated by her were now completely convinced. They had previously thought that this woman was only relying on that strange black flame and that her true strength might not have been able to defeat them. But in this instant, everyone realized that she had not used her full strength at all.
Zu An's face showed a hint of nostalgia. Back in the Yin Ruins Secret Realm, Pei Mianman was the female war goddess Fu Hao for many years. She made the enemy tremble with fear on the battlefield. She had long since integrated this bravery into her bones. If anyone mistakenly thought that she was a delicate vase, they would probably suffer a great loss.
As expected, because he never expected her attack to be so domineering, he was momentarily flustered.
Fortunately, he was very agile and managed to dodge each time by a narrow margin, but he couldn't remember having the thought of showing mercy before.
He tried to retaliate several times, but once he lost the initiative, it wasn't so easy to turn the tables.
Sword energy surged across the field, cloaks fluttered, and the surrounding disciples were mesmerized. Some marveled at Pei Mianman's fierce attacks, while others admired her incredible agility.
This was the first time they had ever seen a chief disciple forced into such a sorry state.
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out, and a white robe fluttered down. It turned out that Pei Mianman had cut off the cloak on the back of the robe with a single sword strike because the person was unable to dodge in time.
A chorus of gasps erupted from the audience. No one expected that Zhiyin would be the first to suffer a loss. Was the first chief disciple about to be defeated?
In every Taoist Grand Competition, there have been instances where the chief disciple has suffered an upset in the group stage, but these are extremely rare. Throughout the entire history of Taoism, there are only three or four recorded cases, each serving as a negative example for all sects to teach their disciples a lesson.
Those few have been nailed to the pillar of shame for a thousand years, just to become a new laughing stock?
However, there were still some discerning people in the arena. Wan Guiyi from Biluo Palace sneered, "That guy who insisted on wearing that cumbersome cloak all the time just to show off has finally learned his lesson. But this way, he actually has an opportunity."
As expected, after losing the cloak, his movements became much more agile.
After dodging a sword strike, he lowered his shoulder, stomped his toes on the ground, and ripples appeared on the arena floor. Using the power of the earth, he leaned his entire body against the opponent's sword.
The sword in Pei Mianman's hand immediately bent like a full moon, emitting a trembling, mournful cry.
Fortunately, she reacted very quickly, flipping backward several times and landing on the edge of the ring, thus dissipating the immense force she received.
Even so, an unnatural flush appeared on her face, clearly indicating that she was injured.
"Iron Mountain Lean!"
Those in the audience who knew its value exclaimed in surprise, and several chief disciples also narrowed their eyes.
This is Zhiyin's ultimate technique, using his entire body as a bridge to draw upon the power of the earth and ram into it with tremendous force. It is said that the power is equivalent to a mountain pressing down on him.
I finally saw it with my own eyes today, and its power is indeed extraordinary.
Instead of pressing his advantage, he elegantly said to Pei Mianman, "You've already done enough to push me to this point, but if you don't unleash your black flames now, you might never have another chance."
His every move drew screams from a group of female disciples: "He's so good at it, I really..."
Of course, the male disciples next to them all rolled their eyes and grimaced.
"Then you must be careful, senior brother." As soon as Pei Mianman finished speaking, a circle of raging black flames wrapped around her body.
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