"… In summary, I think the champion of this competition is Kuang Re!" Xuanyuan Cheng said with a serious expression.
Tears welled up in An Lin's eyes as his heart throbbed with pain. My God, my one hundred thousand spirit stones!
Can you blame Brother Cheng?
An Lin really couldn't blame him after seeing him analyze the situation with such a serious expression!
At this moment, the semi-finals began.
The first match was Zhang Yan against Tang Shiyuan. The second match was Lu Ren against Kuang Re.
Tang Shiyuan's white robe, coupled with her beautiful features, made her appear as natural and elegant as a lotus flower emerging from the water. She held a misty sword in her hand, which was faintly discernible, like a dream or an illusion.
She was most likely the idol of many male disciples in the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect as her entrance drew thunderous cheers from countless male disciples.
In comparison, the appearance of the big guy, Zhang Yan, was much more mundane.
They were both prodigies of the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect, so why was there such a huge disparity between them?
An Lin stroked his chin and soon found the answer.
The cultivation world … was also a world where appearances mattered a lot!
If Zhang Yan's face was replaced by Xuanyuan Cheng's, the cheers would definitely be no less than Tang Shiyuan's!
"Go, Tang Shiyuan!" An Lin also yelled.
Xuanyuan Cheng was given a fright by An Lin's sudden yell and looked at him with a strange expression.
An Lin's heart was on the verge of breaking down. This was the only thing he could do for Tang Shiyuan.
One hundred thousand spirit stones … This was not a small amount, it was enough to buy a low-rank immortal pill. It would be very painful to lose it all.
The battle between Tang Shiyuan and Zhang Yan finally erupted.
The battle had reached its climax as soon as it began. Tang Shiyuan's White Cloud Sword Technique was extremely exquisite and her ever-changing sword technique was very difficult to defend against. Zhang Yan's entire body was crimson red as red flames enveloped his body, making him look like an ancient fiendgod. Each of his attacks was imbued with immense power.
Their clash sent shockwaves rippling through the entire venue. Tang Shiyuan's Cloud Sword struck Zhang Yan's fist, but was only able to inflict an extremely small wound. However, the immense power imbued within Zhang Yan's fist was enough to send her flying.
An Lin watched nervously and cheered loudly.
Xuanyuan Cheng noticed that An Lin seemed to be quite interested in Tang Shiyuan, so he asked with a smile, "Do you want me to introduce you two to each other after her match?"
An Lin paused for a moment before realizing that Big Brother Cheng seemed to have misunderstood something. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Big Brother Cheng, don't be like that. Dabai is enough for me."
Beside him, Dabai's body shook, and he silently walked a few steps away.
Xuanyuan Cheng also looked at An Lin in surprise, as if he was getting to know this man all over again.
An Lin: "…"
This is a joke!
Just as they were speaking, Tang Shiyuan and Zhang Yan's battle had reached its final moments.
"Red Lotus Flame Hounds!" Zhang Yan roared as he unleashed a dozen or so red flame hounds from his fists, which pounced toward Tang Shiyuan.
"Exquisite Cloud Dance." Tang Shiyuan's cherry lips parted slightly as mist began to rise from her Cloud Sword, enshrouding her in a layer of mist as well.
Whoosh! She sprang into action at an extremely fast speed!
Boom boom boom!
The red flame hounds pounced toward her, but they were all evaded by her nimble footwork. A violent explosion erupted beside her.
"The outcome has been decided." Xuanyuan Cheng smiled lightly.
Her misty body evaded all of Zhang Yan's attacks and instantly appeared beside him. The white Cloud Sword flashed past, leaving a massive gash in his throat.
Rip … Blood splattered through the air as Zhang Yan stumbled back in retreat.
However, the white mist flashed again and Tang Shiyuan's sword was once again pressed against Zhang Yan's neck.
"What a beautiful move!" Even An Lin couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
As expected of one of the four super sects, the Ten-Thousand Spirits Immortal Sect's young prodigies were truly outstanding.
"Tang Shiyuan wins!" The elder in charge of refereeing announced.
Cheers erupted once again as soon as the announcement was announced. An Lin also began to cheer. Tang Shiyuan's victory gave him a glimmer of hope!
The second battle was between Lu Ren and Kuang Re.
Lu Ren was a handsome and elegant man with a scholarly air. His looks were similar to An Lin's, and he could be considered a handsome man. Kuang Re had a lazy expression on his face, and he scratched his face as soon as he saw Lu Ren. His eyes widened, but at the same time, he was also filled with an indescribable battle intent.
Hence, Lu Ren's entrance was undoubtedly met with cheers from all the female disciples present. As for Kuang Re … there were quite a few disciples on the same mountain who were cheering for him.
Lu Ren used a sword, and his sword was imbued with the intent realm of Taichi. He was also able to materialize a white barrier of air similar to Xuanyuan Cheng's.
Unfortunately, his cultivation base wasn't high enough, and he hadn't mastered the Dao of Myriad Spirit Taichi yet, so this barrier of air was of limited use.
On the contrary, Kuang Re used a saber, and his attacks were unparalleled.
His saber intent was extremely terrifying, and the more he fought, the more ferocious he became, and his aura continued to climb …
Hence, the battle quickly turned into a situation where Kuang Re kept on attacking while Lu Ren kept on getting beaten.
In the end, Lu Ren lay on the ground with his hands raised in surrender after being slashed a few times.
Kuang Re sheathed his saber with a disdainful expression, as if he hadn't had his fill yet.
Hence, the crowd was once again enraged, especially the female disciples.
"Ah …! Kuang Re, how could you be so cruel! "
"Waah … My Big Brother Lu Ren, Kuang Re, you're a freak!"
"Hmph, so what if Kuang Re won? Lu Yun is still my second Prince Charming!"
"Xiao Qing, you sure know how to talk today. I didn't chase after you for so many years in vain. Am I your first Prince Charming?"
"No, my first Prince Charming is Xuanyuan Cheng."
"…" A male disciple's heart was broken.
…
Facing the noise, Kuang Re picked his ears and walked down the stage with a lazy expression.
An Lin fell into deep thought after watching the match.
Kuang Re had won this match with ease, perhaps he still had trump cards that he hadn't used yet. On the other hand, Tang Shiyuan's Exquisite Dance of Clouds was her final trump card. Could she really beat Kuang Re with a trump card like that?
It had to be said, it really was a close call. Combined with Xuanyuan Cheng's analysis, An Lin became nervous again.
He had to do something, he couldn't just sit here and wait for death!
There was still some time before the finals, what could he do during this period of time …
Got it! An Lin's eyes lit up.
He asked, "Big Brother Cheng, what's the reward for the winner of this Inter-Sect Competition?"
Xuanyuan Cheng didn't think too much about it and replied, "The top sixteen will be rewarded with spirit stones, and the top four will receive an elementary rank spirit tool from the sect."
An Lin smiled. "So you're saying that the winner of this Inter-Sect Competition will receive an elementary rank spirit tool and spirit stones as a reward? How many spirit stones will there be? "
Xuanyuan Cheng: "Of the top four disciples, the first place will receive thirty thousand spirit stones, the second place will receive twenty thousand spirit stones, and the other two will receive ten thousand spirit stones."
"Haha, I see. Then I'll go and cheer for Kuang Re!" An Lin waved his hand and left.
Xuanyuan Cheng looked at An Lin's departing figure and murmured to himself, "An Lin, your taste is quite unique …"
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