Amidst the intense preparation of the two sides, three days passed by in a flash.
Early in the morning, the morning light had yet to penetrate the Spirit Sword Mountain's Great Cloud Array, and the pre-dawn darkness still shrouded the twelve peaks of Spirit Sword Mountain. However, the Misty Peak's Cloud Platform was already crowded with people.
For the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect who always had a regular schedule, getting up early like this was a rare experience. However, in order to be able to witness the fight between the two sects, it was worth it. In any case, with their cultivation base, it didn't matter if they didn't sleep for a few days.
The plan for the competition between the two sects had been announced the night before. The competition would last for ten days. In the first seven days, there would be three rounds of individual fights, and the final winner would be decided. After two days of rest, the team fight would take place. The rules of the individual fights were very simple. Each sect would send out five people, four of which would choose a substitute, and the remaining four would be eliminated. As for the group list, it was as most people expected.
Although the two sects claimed that this list was randomly selected, for those cultivators whose cultivation base had reached Yuanying and Deity Stage, how could there really be any randomness in this world? Everything was so reasonable.
In the first round, Yue Yun would fight against Zhan Ziye, Liu Li would fight against Lu Qiancai, Wang Lu would fight against Zhao Jiangyuan, Wen Bao would fight against Ye Feifei, and Yue Xinyao and Hai Yunfan would be the substitutes.
However, considering the second round, it was not difficult to find that Lingjian School seemed to have used Wang Lu as their final trump card instead of Liu Li.
"Tsk, sure enough, the real trump card is still Wang Lu. Junior Brother is right. Although his cultivation base is not high, it's meaningless to measure his strength by cultivation base. However, no matter how strong his Non-Phase Method is, under the Annihilation Divine Thunder …"
On the Cloud Platform, Zhan Ziye's mind had been completely attracted by the matter of Wang Lu, so much so that he didn't even notice that under the cheers of the Spirit Sword Sect's disciples, his opponent had already walked onto the platform.
Looking at the spellbound opponent in front of him, Yue Yun couldn't help but wryly smile inwardly. He had no other choice, this was his fate as a cannon fodder. Although his cultivation was not bad among the other inner court disciples, he simply couldn't enter the eyes of the lead disciple of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect.
However … this was also a matter of course. He had been cultivating on the mountain for nearly eight years, but his cultivation was only at the high-level Qi Cultivating Stage, and the towering palace in his Inner Mansion had only been built a corner. There was still one or two years before his Jade Mansion would reach the realm of connecting the inside and the outside. But the young man in front of him had only used eight years of time to walk very far on the path of Foundation Establishment. Regardless of magic power cultivation, arcane method realm … or even various miscellaneous studies, Zhan Ziye was far above him.
One day ago, in the Teng Cloud Hall, his master Liu Xian had already made a judgment. If he were to fight with Zhan Ziye, his chances of winning would be less than 10%, and this was already the result of all the Heavenly Sword Hall Elders racking their brains.
Of course, if he really disdained to win at all costs, there were many other ways. Lingjian School didn't have as many ancient books and records as the Ten Thousand Arts Sect, but there were always a few sets of Immortal Level Restriction Method, such as using one's innate lifespan as the price, one's future cultivation as the price, one's Big Heart Demon Oath as the price … there were many such methods. However, at that point, the Lingjian School had already lost without a fight — the other side hadn't even shown their cards, but this side had already shown their underwear, if this wasn't a loss, then what was?
However, even if he knew that he would lose, Yue Yun still had a boiling fighting spirit. His opponent was the lead disciple of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect, one of the top geniuses in the entire Immortal Cultivation World, so it was normal for him to lose … Therefore, as long as he brought out his full strength, it would be fine.
"Hey, hey, Junior Brother Yue Yun, what's with your mentality?"
While Yue Yun's fighting spirit was high, a familiar voice came from the Cloud Platform.
"Senior Brother Wang Lu?"
"Tsk, why do you look so calm and unruffled? The fight hasn't even started and you already admit defeat. Moreover, you admit defeat in such a cool way, Junior Brother, how much do you want to suffer?"
Being questioned by Wang Lu, Yue Yun could only spread out his hands and wryly smile. "But my strength is indeed not as good as the opponent."
Wang Lu sneered. "If I admit defeat because I'm not as good as the opponent, I would've already lost a hundred times in a row. If my strength is not as good as the opponent, then I'll use my brain to make up for it! Forget it, I know you're not good at this, so I've prepared a brocade bag for you. Use it when the time is right. You may not be able to turn the tables, but it's still useful. "
With that, he threw a mustard seed bag to Yue Yun. When Yue Yun was about to open it, he was stopped, "Use it when the time is right, don't rush to open it."
"Oh."
After receiving the brocade bag, Yue Yun's heart calmed down a bit. At this time, Zhan Ziye finally came back to his senses and looked at his opponent.
Yue Yun, second level Qi Cultivating Stage, Earth Element Spirit Root … his comprehensive evaluation was nothing to worry about. However, even a lion would use its full strength to catch a rabbit, so there was no need to give him any chance. According to the deductions made before the battle, there was a ninety percent chance that the opponent would choose the strongest defensive method out of his cautious nature to stall for time. Judging from the realm of the cultivation method, it should be the tenth-layer Solid Earth Shield. The tenth-layer Solid Earth Shield was not sensitive to the interaction and restraint of the five elements, but there were three points of interruption that could be used when it was continuously activated. Secondly, considering the opponent's magical power level, spirit root aptitude, and other conditions, the peak duration of the Earth Shield was no more than an incense stick worth of time. Moreover, in a short period of time, the opponent couldn't continuously output a large amount of magical power. Therefore, through a variation attack, the opponent's defense could be easily torn apart … However, these had little to do with him.
When there were too many methods to exploit, the so-called weaknesses were irrelevant. The people of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect had always been good at using four taels to overcome a thousand catties, but when needed, it was not impossible to use one's strength to overcome ten!
Thinking to this, within the Thunder Pool in his Jade Mansion, the power of the five thunders began to rumble. From the outside, everyone could see that Zhan Ziye's body began to emit dazzling electric arcs. His whole body floated up as light as a feather, and his palm was surging with lightning, which contained a heart-palpitating destructive power.
On the rooftop, each of the two sects sent out an Elder as the referee. The Ten Thousand Arts Sect's team leader, Yuan Chaonian, came forward, while the Lingjian School chose Liu Xian.
Seeing Zhan Ziye's Lightning Body Technique, Liu Xian slightly frowned. "Is this the thunder body? I'm afraid it's already at the eighth layer. I can't believe that your sect's disciple, who is only at the middle-level Foundation Establishment, could already practice the thunder body to this level. "
Yuan Chaonian smiled and nodded, but inwardly, he was actually surprised. Zhan Ziye had indeed practiced the eighth layer of the thunder body, but now, he only showed the sixth layer! Moreover, in recent years, the sect had improved this method, so its performance was quite different from the old version. Unexpectedly, this Spirit Sword Sect's Elder, whose cultivation was not high, actually had such good eyesight!
"Your sect's Yue Yun is also not bad. His basic skill is very solid. I can see that he has put a lot of effort into his Body Refining Stage."
Liu Xian said, "Hehe, with Zhan Ziye's thunder body, our Lingjian School's Body Refining Stage is like a child's play … Okay, enough talk, let them start."
"Mm, please give the order, Brother Liu."
The next moment, along with the referee's order, the dazzling lightning on the Cloud Platform suddenly bloomed, as if a scorching sun was ignited on the rooftop. Many of the surrounding Spirit Sword Sect disciples suddenly felt their vision blurred.
The deafening sound of rolling thunder followed closely behind. The clouds on the cloud platform tumbled, trying their best to dispel the power of the tremors. When the sound and light gradually calmed down, the outcome of the battle on the platform was already decided.
The two of them were still standing on the rooftop, not changing their positions, but the lightning in Zhan Ziye's right hand had been extinguished. On the other side, Yue Yun coughed with blood on the corner of his mouth.
Just now, the confrontation only lasted for one round, but Zhan Ziye's Thunder Palm easily penetrated Yue Yun's Solid Earth Shield. Although the power of the Thunder Palm was offset by the shield and didn't cause any real damage, Yue Yun's shield was connected to his inner mansion. After it was broken, his inner mansion was shaken, causing internal injury.
While Yue Yun tried his best to circulate his magical power to repair his inner mansion, he sighed inwardly, "This is only one round … Moreover, if I wasn't careful and pushed my Solid Earth Shield to the extreme, I wouldn't have been able to survive the first round."
When facing an opponent from one of the Five Uniques and losing all the privileges of a famous sect's disciple, Yue Yun finally realized how strong a real Foundation Establishment cultivator was. That overwhelming strength … was simply despairing.
Although Yue Yun still had a variety of moves to use, looking at the lightning in his opponent's right hand, he knew that his struggle was meaningless … There was no other way. It seemed like he could only pin his hope on the brocade bag that his Senior Brother sent.
If I don't use it now, I won't have another chance. Thinking so, Yue Yun opened his mustard seed bag and found a silk handkerchief inside.
Taking out the handkerchief, Yue Yun was still stunned when he saw that Zhan Ziye's expression became even more surprised. His primordial spirit was divided, and he almost couldn't even maintain his thunder body!
"This, this familiar smell, could it be..."
Yue Yun was baffled, but then he saw a note in the mustard seed bag. On it was written, "Read this..."
"Em, this is, this is the silk handkerchief that Senior Sister Liu Li uses to wipe her sweat. If you want it, obediently admit defeat."
After reading it, Yue Yun's hand trembled and he almost dropped the silk handkerchief to the ground.
At the same time, the entire rooftop was silent. A moment later, a lively girl's voice echoed, "Ah, that's really the silk handkerchief that I lost two days ago!" Then her mouth was blocked by an unknown force, no longer able to speak.
After a long time, Zhan Ziye said with difficulty, "What did you say?"
Yue Yun spent a lot of determination to convince himself to read it again, "If you want this silk handkerchief, obediently admit defeat."
"Are you kidding me?"
Yue Yun's complexion was complicated. "This … I also hope that this is a joke, but …"
At this time, someone from the audience suddenly said, "Brother Zhan, you have to think about it clearly. Even if you surpass all the difficulties in this competition, so what? You're already the sect's lead disciple, so you can't get any more benefits. However, this silk handkerchief, if you miss this village, you won't be able to find it again. "
Zhan Ziye's eyes narrowed. "Who!?"
The voice from the audience was illusory. Obviously, it had been masked by a special method. This place was the home of Lingjian School, so Zhan Ziye couldn't distinguish the identity of the person.
"Apart from vanity, what else is there in this kind of exchange activity? Why would the honor of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect be supported by this kind of false reputation? Your strength is obvious to all, so even if you lose, it won't damage your prestige. On the contrary, it can show your sincerity, right? "
Zhan Ziye gawked. "This …"
"I believe that no woman would refuse such a powerful, romantic, and sincere man. Therefore, Brother Zhan, you have to carefully consider the choice."
Zhan Ziye earnestly stared at the silk handkerchief in Yue Yun's hand and began to make a difficult choice.
Facing Zhan Ziye's burning eyes and feeling the deathly silent atmosphere around him, Yue Yun wanted to cry but had no tears. Zhan Ziye simply wanted to cry but had no tears.
'Senior Brother, you've really dug my grave this time!'
However, on the other hand, if Zhan Ziye really admitted defeat, it seemed...
At this time, another person from the audience shouted, "Senior Brother, don't fall into his trap!"
Zhan Ziye turned his head, his face slightly red. "Junior Brother Yunfan? Are, are you kidding me? How could I fall into such a cheap trick! "
Although he said that, his eyes were still focused on that silk handkerchief, quite reluctant to part with it.
Hai Yunfan helplessly shook his head and had to take out a prop that made his Eldest Brother dumbfounded.
It was a silk handkerchief. Although its style was different from the one in Yue Yun's hand, its taste was the same.
"You, where did you get it...?"
Hai Yunfan sneered. "I just went to ask for it from her. Senior Sister Liu Li is cheerful and generous. This silk handkerchief can be exchanged with two candies... Senior Brother, be good, be good. When you win, I'll give this silk handkerchief to you."
There was a deathly silence on the stage. A moment later, that illusory voice with a slightly dejected tone sounded.
"Liu Li, that idiot, ruined my big event!"
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