Chapter 131 Wen Zhiyu's possessiveness crushes Qiu Qingyu's sword-holding fingers
Compared to her, Wen Zhiyu is the one who hides the deepest.
Xie Tingyu even couldn't wait to see what the people in the cultivation world would think when they discovered Wen Zhiyu's true face.
Qiu Qingyu walked with his head held high, not even looking at Wen Zhiyu, "Some things can't be taken away no matter what you do. This is your life."
"Fate? Who arranged it? God's will?" Wen Zhiyu sneered when he heard that. He fiddled with the Frost Mist Sword casually, and an icy aura emanated from the Frost Mist Sword. The coldness of the Frost Mist Sword's aura was shocking.
With just a casual flick of his hand, the sword energy suddenly flew out.
It landed steadily at Qiu Qingyu's feet, just tearing the hem of his clothes.
Qiu Qingyu glanced over coldly.
With the words of the presiding elder Nan Jing Yuedao, "The examination begins."
The two of them leaped up at the same time, without introducing themselves or saying "please teach me".
There seemed to be a long-standing hatred between the two people, which suddenly broke out at this moment, and once the anger came out, it was difficult to suppress.
Xie Tingyu stood in the audience and slowly sat down, the two figures holding swords reflected in his eyes.
Wen Zhi's movements were light and natural, and each of his sword moves was performed smoothly. He also dodged Qiu Qingyu's attacks with ease.
Wen Zhiyu was unharmed, but Qiu Qingyu's body was covered with fine sword marks.
The sword energy cut through Qiu Qingyu's clothes, and his goose yellow robe was stained with blood. The luxurious sword in his hand flew out and circled behind Wen Zhiyu in the blink of an eye. Wen Zhiyu raised the tip of the sword and casually raised the sword to block it.
The Frost Mist Sword deflected the sword attack.
Less than halfway through the examination, Qiu Qingyu was beaten all over.
Qiu Qingyu gritted his teeth, hatred surging in his eyes.
"You forced me to do this."
As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly rose, and he quickly broke through the realm of sighing freedom. The fluctuations of spiritual power were astonishing, blowing towards Wen Zhiyu.
Wen Zhiyu, expressionless, was repelled by the spiritual power and retreated backwards.
Seeing Qiu Qingyu forcefully break through during the examination, everyone in the audience stood up one after another. Only Xie Tingyu sat still, listening to the discussions around him.
"Qiu Qingyu is indeed worthy of being the top of the Fenghua Ranking. At the age of 27, he has already entered the Wanghaichao realm. He is truly a child of destiny, beyond the reach of others."
"Compared to this, Wen Zhiyu, who is tied for first place, seems a little inferior. It seems that the talent of this Polaris Plate is not satisfactory."
"I thought that Jixing Pan's talent was enough to make him a hero among the young people in the cultivation world, but I never thought that Qiu Qingyu from Dongxuan Suge could break through the realm under such circumstances. It is really amazing."
An old man sighed, "It seems that this imperial examination is a foregone conclusion."
Xie Tingyu slowly took out Tianxing Chixiao and placed it at his side.
The murderous aura that continued to flow from the sword was shocking.
The person who was talking behind him was about to curse when he noticed the hostility, but when he looked closely, he saw the red sword and the hostility was surging.
It was the Xuanyun Tianzhen Sect's divine sword Tianxing Chixiao.
Then the identity of the person in front of him became clear.
Xuanyuntian, thank you for listening to Yu.
A strong murderous intent continued to emanate from the breath of the Tianxing Chixiao Sword, which made it hard for people to believe that Xie Tingyu was really a fifth-level Floating World Jade.
Being able to possess such a strong sword power at the fifth level of Floating World Jade is probably not an easy thing.
At least they couldn't do it back then.
"The imperial examination hasn't even ended yet, so how can we talk about a final outcome?" Xie Tingyu sneered, "So what about Wang Haichao? Is it only Qiu Qingyu who can be promoted to Wang Haichao?"
Xie Tingyu's words caused a burst of laughter, "I know that Wen Zhiyu is very talented, and his star disk talent is rare in the world, but this kind of strength doesn't seem to match his talent."
Xie Tingyu stopped talking after hearing this, and instead turned his gaze silently to Wen Zhiyu.
Wen Zhiyu stood motionless in the middle of the field. To outsiders, it seemed that he was frightened by Qiu Qingyu's breakthrough in the battle and forgot to fight back.
Only a very few people know that he has another trump card.
As for what the trump card is, it will be revealed soon.
Listening to Qiu Qingyu's spiritual power being released, the sword energy rubbed against the barrier, and the barrier made a faint "click" sound of breaking.
With warmness and raised lips, he lightly raised his fingers, chanted the incantation, and made hand gestures.
Qiu Qingyu's eyes were filled with mockery, "Are you really scared by me? You don't even dare to take my attack?"
Wen Zhiyu said nothing, just minding his own business. After a moment, all of Qiu Qingyu's moves fell on Wen Zhiyu. The sharp sword energy surged and instantly submerged Wen Zhiyu's figure.
Xie Tingyu listened to the pessimistic "ha" sound in his ear without changing his expression.
Sure enough, the next moment Qiu Qingyu's sword energy was suddenly broken.
Everyone thought that Wen Zhi would be defeated by the blow, but he was unharmed and stood steadily in the examination hall.
His combat uniform fluttered, and the Frost Mist Sword hung in front of him, continuously emitting a frosty aura.
Qiu Qingyu's sword energy looked fierce, but it had no effect. Many people who had been optimistic about Qiu Qingyu just now were like straws on the wall and quickly fell to Wen Zhiyu's side.
The projection stone recorded the fight scene and transmitted it to all parts of the cultivation world.
Many people are watching this battle.
The Qingyun Club, held every four years in the world of cultivation, only allows disciples with a cultivation level of Fu Shi Yu and above to participate. The club decides who has the most talent and ability among the disciples of that generation. Those who stand out from the countless geniuses are called the true pride of heaven.
The fact that Wen Zhi and Qiu Qingyu were tied for the top spot on the Fenghua Ranking was controversial in itself, and now that the two were dueling, naturally countless people were paying attention.
Facing Qiu Qingyu's breakthrough to the Wang Haichao realm, Wen Zhiyu did not show any panic, as if everything was under control.
Even Qiu Qingyu's sword moves, which used all his strength, did not shake Wen Zhiyu. At this moment, not only Qiu Qingyu himself, but also the spectators outside the venue were worried about Qiu Qingyu.
The fact that Wen Zhiyu could easily take this move shows that…
What Qiu Qingyu didn't want to see finally happened. Wen Zhi and the aura around him changed quietly, and it did not stop after entering Wanghaichao. Amid the discussion of everyone, Qiu Qingyu noticed that the other party's aura was rising madly and silently.
It will reach an extremely terrifying level.
In his previous life, Wen Zhiyu did not join the Qingyun Society because he was practicing in seclusion at that time...
Is it really a retreat?
Qiu Qingyu then began to doubt. If Wen Zhiyu really practiced in seclusion during this period of time, how could he have made a breakthrough to the Wang Haichao realm?
Is his talent really so high?
Qiu Qingyu considers himself a genius, and believes that the polar star chart's natural talent cannot determine everything. Moreover, Wen Zhiyu has a polar star chart with both ice and fire attributes, so he is a "person who is envied by God."
Why would Heaven allow him to practice like this?
Facts have proved that it is not that Wen Zhiyu's Polaris Disk talent is useless, nor is it that Wen Zhiyu is too self-righteous and does not know how to work hard just because he has the talent. Instead, he could have broken through to the Wang Haichao realm at some point in time, but he just suppressed it by force.
This is indeed warm and too perverted.
In his previous life, Qiu Qingyu only saw Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu joining forces to deal with him at the end. In this life, Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu once again stood against him together.
Qiu Qingyu was unwilling to accept this. The person in Xie Tingyu's eyes was clearly him and could only be him.
Who the hell is Wen Zhiyu? How dare she compete with him?
Thinking of this, the power in Qiu Qingyu's body, which had been almost stable, suddenly broke through, as if breaking free from the shackles, and the power that had been suppressed for a long time burst out with an astonishing aura.
Qiu Qingyu is now at least at the second level of Wang Haichao.
The audience outside the venue cheered in amazement. Wen Zhiyu and Wang Haichao were also amazed at how advanced they were. Could Qiu Qingyu continue to improve?
"If he uses forbidden spells to improve his cultivation, he might suffer hidden injuries."
"Wen Zhiyu is at least at the third level of Wang Haichao. Qiu Qingyu is burning his boats by doing this. He has no choice."
Warm and fearless, they ran head-on into Qiu Qingyu's sword moves.
Qiu Qingyu shouted angrily, "Wen Zhiyu, put away your hypocritical look! Today I will fight you to the death!"
"Life and death? How dare Qiu Qingyu say such a thing at the Qingyun Conference?"
"Who still remembers that it was originally because Qiu Qingyu used Xie Tingyu as a gamble?"
"Who would think about these things when the fighting is going on?"
"The great masters from all the sects are watching here and will not let the disciples taking the exam get hurt."
Wen Zhiyu raised his hand and touched the blade of the Frost Mist Sword. A cool touch came over him, and Wen Zhiyu had his signature gentle smile on his face.
He looked in the direction of Xie Tingyu without any hurry.
Xie Tingyu happened to meet his eyes. Feeling puzzled, he tilted his head, raised his lips, and uttered a few words silently.
"Junior sister, please watch carefully."
Xie Tingyu didn't understand what he meant, but the next second, Wen Zhi and Yu were like sharp arrows shot out at such a speed that only a shadow was left on the spot.
Wen Zhiyu showed no mercy and cut it off with one sword, without any fancy moves.
The plain sword fell down, seemingly very slowly, but Qiu Qingyu tried his best to catch it but failed. His noble natal sword was shaken away by the Frost Mist Sword and flew out uncontrollably.
The base of his hand was cracked and bleeding, but his palm was numb and he had no feeling.
When the sword reached his head, Wen Zhiyu deliberately tilted the tip of the sword upwards and slashed it down from the side of Qiu Qingyu's face.
The frost mist sword energy cut through Qiu Qingyu's hair, leaving a deep scratch on her cheek that was deep enough to see the bone.
Blood gushed out.
Wen Zhiyu turned around and kicked Qiu Qingyu in the chest.
Under the attack of Wen Zhiyu's sword, Qiu Qingyu no longer had the strength to fight back. The unreserved force made it impossible for Qiu Qingyu to dodge. He kicked him hard in the chest. There was a "click" sound, and his chest suddenly caved in.
Qiu Qingyu spat out a few mouthfuls of bright red blood.
He couldn't control himself and rolled over on the fighting stage.
It didn't stop until its back hit the barrier.
Qiu Qingyu's vision blurred, and a pair of black shoes came into view.
Wen Zhiyu walked slowly and stopped in front of him.
Without any hesitation, Wen Zhiyu stepped on Qiu Qingyu's hand.
Qiu Qingyu's sword-holding hand was crushed hard, and he felt his finger bones being crushed bit by bit.
Wen Zhiyu always had a smile on his face, and his face usually had a gentle and kind expression, but Qiu Qingyu was trampled under his feet and saw the look in Wen Zhiyu's eyes clearly.
Wen Zhiyu's eyes were filled with astonishing madness and obsession, as well as a possessiveness that he himself was not aware of.