Xie Zhou looked relaxed, showing none of the disheveled state he had displayed when dodging attacks. Song Wu was stunned, realizing that defeat was inevitable, but he continued to channel spiritual energy into the dark spirit puppet beside him.
The devouring ability of the Dark Spirit Root seemed to have no effect whatsoever this time, and the thousand swords suddenly rushed towards Senior Brother Song.
"Ahhh!..."
Several swords struck his arm, and he cried out in pain.
The hand that was casting the spell stopped, and the two dark spirit puppets immediately disappeared. Xie Zhou then stepped forward with his hands on his hips, took the prize, raised it high in the air, and shouted loudly, "I won this time! Senior Brother Song, you'd better concentrate on the next match. Although I am a woman, don't underestimate women!"
Senior Brother Song couldn't believe that Zhao Zhou had suddenly become so incredibly powerful, leaving him momentarily stunned. Had he been playing a trick on him all along, using him as a training target?
She had been hiding her true strength, and her previous disdain suddenly struck him, leaving his somewhat confused mind reeling.
A female disciple defeated herself!
He slowly came to his senses, and the pain in his arms was not too great, which showed that Xie Zhou had controlled his strength, but had only temporarily rendered himself unable to move in order to win the prize.
He was somewhat unconvinced. He hadn't used his full strength earlier; who knew a female disciple possessed such powerful spiritual energy? Even with a hidden trump card, what happened next...?
She can arrange a sword formation neatly all by herself, which is really amazing!
It must have been his underestimation of his opponent that led to his defeat. Senior Brother Song immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey... wait a minute, I admire Miss Xie, but I was careless just now and you took advantage of my momentary lapse in attention. However, I still admire your strength. Your strength is not bad. You should be considered one of the best here. I would like to have another match!"
Xie Zhou, holding the prize, ran off the stage early and handed it to Ao Tian.
Ao Tian was also very surprised and once again marveled at Zhao Zhou's powerful strength. The two high-fived each other, and the disciples below quickly ran over to ask him questions.
Are you injured?
Where does it hurt?
"Senior Sister Xie, you're amazing! You actually defeated Senior Brother Song!"
Song Wu's words just now seemed to vanish into thin air, and were not known to those people.
Xie Zhou ignored him completely, leaving Song Wu hanging. Song Wu's anger was rising, and he clenched his fists, staring intently at the smile on Xie Zhou's face.
The people from Wuyou Pavilion were also very surprised, and their expressions varied.
What happened? How did Senior Brother Song lose?
Despite being constantly pressured at the beginning, she actually managed to launch a successful counterattack. Did Senior Brother Song have an off day in the second half?
How could this happen?
The disciples of Wuyou Pavilion all showed surprise. One disciple, equally unconvinced, stepped forward and said, "Your Sword Sect must have used some trick! At the beginning, Senior Brother Song was clearly dominating Xie Zhou, so why did he suddenly lose? You must have used some underhanded methods!"
He refused to acknowledge Senior Brother Song's defeat. In their eyes, Senior Brother Song was a very powerful figure. How could he lose to a mere woman?
Xie Zhou turned around and said with a smile, "Who are you? What makes you think I cheated? Dozens of eyes were watching this whole competition. Your eyes are all sharp. How could you think I cheated, Ah Long? If I had used tricks, someone would have noticed and brought it up!"
"Failure is failure. Don't be afraid to admit it. Besides, your senior brother Song didn't say anything, so how dare you say that? Don't slander people, okay?"
Song Wu also felt that his victory was not honorable, so he stepped forward and said, "Shut up, that's nonsense. Don't say such things again. What makes you say that? Miss Xie and I fought a real contest, without any of those underhanded tricks!"
The disciple, who had been furious, immediately turned red in the face, at a loss for words. He hastily apologized and left the scene.
Luo Fantian then stepped forward and said, "This martial arts competition will still begin. Let's say that Xie Zhou has a slight advantage in this round. We've already won one out of three rounds. Your Wuyou Pavilion needs to step up your game. I will be the one to appear in the second round. I wonder who from Wuyou Pavilion will accept the challenge?"
The second match was Luo Fantian's turn. Song Wu's original goal was to fight the person who had defeated him before.
However, Xie Zhou interrupted him, causing a minor incident. But in order to save face and show his improved strength after his seclusion, he did so.
The disciples of the Worry-Free Sect exchanged bewildered glances. Xie Zhou had defeated their Senior Brother Song, so who could possibly withstand Luo Fantian's strength? Their senior brother, who had been leading them, stepped forward and declared, "I will accept the challenge!"
Song Wu stopped him, saying, "Let me fight him! My original purpose was to have a match with Senior Brother Luo to determine who is better. The others don't need to get involved."
Seeing Song Wu's focused gaze, the senior brother sat down as well.
Although he really wanted to fight Senior Brother Luo, he knew in his heart that his strength had not reached that level. Perhaps fighting Senior Brother Luo would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and Senior Brother Song might have a better chance of winning in the next round. So he gave up the opportunity.
The Worry-Free Pavilion felt some regret over their previous defeat, but it did not diminish their fighting spirit in the slightest.
They stood up to cheer on Song Wu.
Soon Luo Fantian took the stage, having cultivated the Sword Sect's signature sword technique to the fourth level.
"ah…!"
He used this move right from the start, and perhaps because of the exhaustion in the first round, Senior Brother Song was unable to withstand it and was defeated.
An awkward silence fell over the scene, but Luo Fantian bowed respectfully to Song Wu and said, "You flatter me. Senior Brother Song has made great progress during this seclusion."
He then turned around and walked towards Xie Zhou with a smile.
The two immediately gave each other a high five.
Xie Zhou, beaming with pride, said, "Impressive! You defeated him in a single move."
Senior Brother Song was so badly beaten by the two that he became depressed, so there was no reason for the next match to continue, since they had already won two matches.
As agreed, Xie Zhou received the seal of the Pavilion Master of Wuyou Pavilion.
"I will come back and continue to spar with you!"
He bowed solemnly, then turned and left to continue his secluded cultivation.
After everyone dispersed, Xie Zhou was still cultivating at night when he sensed that spiritual fluctuation once again.
They easily found their way into the house.
After everyone had left, Xie called the system day and night.
"Hey? Can I go in now?"
"sure!"
After affixing the seal to the door, Xie Zhou went inside.
However, upon entering, he found himself surrounded by darkness, unable to see the furnishings inside. It turned out that the room was protected by a restriction, and Xie Zhou was trapped inside.
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