"Wang Lu, what is this thing?"
On the Cloud Platform, the Spirit Sword Sect Elder, as the referee, frowned and asked.
Wang Lu looked down at the flattering little thing, looked up, and calmly replied, "A dog."
"... Nonsense, I asked you, what do you mean by bringing a dog up here?"
Wang Lu said, "Of course it's to participate in the competition, it's not like it's a wild game that you can taste."
When the stupid dog heard the word wild game, its whole body trembled. "Woof!?"
Liu Xian asked, "You want to bring a dog?"
Wang Lu asked back, "The rules don't prohibit bringing a spirit pet, right? Although this dog is a bit stupid, after all, it's my spirit pet that has exchanged a contract with me. Moreover, its level is absolutely not over the limit, so please rest assured. "
"Mm." Liu Xian turned his head to seek the opinion of the other referee.
Yuan Chaonian was also quite surprised. He had never heard that Lingjian School had an animal taming inheritance. Therefore, it was strange for Wang Lu to bring a dog to the stage. However, there was a primordial spirit connection between the human and the dog, so the identity of the spirit pet was unmistakable. Generally, the competition did not prohibit the contestants from bringing a spirit pet — of course, there was a strict restriction on the level — otherwise, it would be too unfair to Beast Master School and other sects.
"Very well, since this disciple intends to show us the Lingjian School's animal taming skill, we will wait and see."
Liu Xian inwardly smiled wryly, thinking, "As the Reward Giver Elder, how could I not know that Lingjian School has an animal taming skill?" However, he still nodded his head. "Then, the competition is about to start, please come on the stage."
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After the two sides took their positions, the two Elders began to check the condition of the cultivators.
This included not using external secret method to enhance the cultivation base, not carrying props and elixirs that exceeded the prescribed level, and not forcibly unsealing high-grade spiritual treasure … Of course, for this competition, it was just a formality. After all, there were a group of Deity and Yuanying Stage old monsters here, so no disciple was stupid enough to try to cheat.
Liu Xian glanced at Zhao Jiangyuan briefly and nodded to indicate that he had passed. Yuan Chaonian also sensed with his Primordial Spirit, but he saw something in Wang Lu's mustard seed bag, which made him slightly surprised … However, it was not against the rules, so he nodded and let them go.
Thus, amidst the cheers of the spectators, the two cultivators stood facing each other on the Cloud Platform, making their final preparations. Zhao Jiangyuan held a ruyi scepter and a bronze mirror in his hand, silently chanting an incantation. A white mist came out from his seven apertures and enveloped his entire body, seeming to be filled with dense Yin qi, causing one to tremble with fear.
An elderly cultivator of Spirit Sword Sect in the audience said, "It really is witchcraft. However, the witchcraft in the Southern Heaven Region has been flourishing since before the Age of Chaos. Now, witchcraft should be on the verge of extinction … Ten Thousand Arts Sect is indeed worthy, they can even find this kind of unorthodox method."
Another person laughed and said, "You might as well say that it's not easy to find people with the aptitude to cultivate witchcraft! I wonder if Wang Lu can cope with it. This witchcraft is strange and unpredictable, impossible to guard against. I wonder if his Non-Phase Method can withstand it. "
"Oh, legend has it that the Fifth Elder is a master of defense, so the method that she passed on to him should be good … However, Wang Lu's cultivation base is still lacking."
While the people below were talking about it, Wang Lu turned a blind eye to the witchcraft in the Southern Heaven Region. His hand was holding a piece of fat and tender streaky pork as he teased the dog with great interest. Such a posture was almost provocative.
Therefore, the Elders didn't wait any longer. "Begin!"
Almost at the same time, Zhao Jiangyuan disappeared from his original place. His figure was like the wind and lightning. In an instant, he left behind a trail of afterimages as he rushed forward. The bronze mirror and ruyi scepter, which were clearly magical treasures, were thrown away by him and were replaced by an astonishingly sharp sword.
"Sword Cultivator!?"
In an instant, countless people in the audience exclaimed in their hearts. Since the beginning of the sect's exchange event, Zhao Jiangyuan had often pretended to be mysterious. His speech also revealed that he had a deep understanding of witchcraft. Most people guessed that his core cultivation method was witchcraft. However, they didn't think that all of this was just to cover up his real ability.
He was a sword cultivator, good at close combat, using force to break technique, one sword to break ten thousand methods!
If one thought that he would slowly deal with the opponent with witchcraft and corrode the opponent bit by bit, then it would be a big mistake. Because Zhao Jiangyuan didn't intend to fight a protracted battle with Wang Lu. As analyzed before the fight, the victory was in the first round.
As a sword cultivator, Zhao Jiangyuan was best at this decapitation tactic. The sword technique he cultivated was the Celestial Grade Limitless Sword. It could capture all the details of the opponent in an instant and find the flaw in the opponent's defense. It was a first-class technique to break the enemy. Moreover, his cultivation of magic power was far higher than his opponent's and his strength was also above Wang Lu's!
His body was as fast as lightning and his heart was as still as water … When Zhao Jiangyuan pointed his sword straight, his five senses and Primordial Spirit had already firmly locked on the opponent. Even the slightest movement couldn't escape. In an instant, he had already seen too many flaws!
This sword will definitely pierce through you!
At the same time, Wang Lu just threw the streaky pork in his hand forward with all his strength, trying to block Zhao Jiangyuan's vision.
Zhao Jiangyuan remained unmoved. His mind had been completely locked on Wang Lu, without any distracting thoughts. He didn't even care about the streaky pork that blocked his vision. The spirit sword in his hand suddenly thrust out. Under the impact of this sword intent, any junk would instantly turn into flying ash — just like Wang Lu who was behind the junk.
However, the next moment, a sudden change occurred. Zhao Jiangyuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist. His magical power circulation was abruptly interrupted, and the Limitless Sword that had been accumulating power was actually difficult to continue!
While he was stunned, Wang Lu's Sword of Mount Kun arrived. The sword thrust out, and the mysterious sword intent of the Non-Phase Sword Art just happened to force back the Limitless Sword. Zhao Jiangyuan staggered back, and his chest felt uncomfortable.
When he came back to his senses, he saw his wrist was dripping with blood, and two rows of teeth marks were deeply engraved on it.
"Shapeshifting?"
Zhao Jiangyuan's eyes were cold. He had already seen through the trick played by Wang Lu. It turned out that from the beginning, the streaky pork and the mottled dog had been reversed by Wang Lu's shapeshifting method. The dog was the meat, and the meat was the dog! When he threw the streaky pork, it seemed like he was trying to block the line of sight, but in fact, he was trying to let the dog bite him. However, when Zhao Jiangyuan urged his Limitless Sword, his mind was completely focused on Wang Lu, so he didn't notice the opponent's trick. That dog was also a different kind of spirit beast. Although its rank didn't seem to be high, it had sharp teeth. Unexpectedly, it bit through the sword intent wrapped around his wrist, and even injured his Foundation Establishment Stage body … Was this mottled dog's rank really not over the limit?
However, the more important issue was that, when the other side made his move, he was very confident. Obviously, the other side had already anticipated his move and was waiting for him to exhaust himself. However, not everyone in the Ten Thousand Arts Sect knew about his identity as a sword cultivator, so how could the other side see through it?
During this trip, Yuan Chaonian and the other Elders were watching over the group of disciples, so the Spirit Sword Sect's Elders wouldn't be able to see through their Primordial Spirit. Thus, Zhao Jiangyuan was confident that his identity as a sword cultivator and his method were very well hidden, so he absolutely didn't reveal any flaw. After all...
Wang Lu naturally wouldn't tell him that although he hid his identity so well that even the Elders of the Lingjian School couldn't see through it, a certain chef was able to see through it at a glance. At that time, he very lightly said to Wang Lu with a smile, "Look, there's a sword cultivator over there."
Therefore, Zhao Jiangyuan's biggest card was ineffective from the very beginning. As for the thunderous blow that he was confident in, it was even more impossible for it to succeed. However, even though his blow failed, Zhao Jiangyuan wasn't discouraged. Instead, he took half a step forward and spread his Limitless Sword Intent, which locked Wang Lu even more tightly.
"Hey, is Limitless Sword that great? Come closer, come closer, because the closer you think you can see, the less you can see. "
With that, Wang Lu slowly brandished the Sword of Mount Kun, urged his Non-Phase Sword Intent, and drew out an indestructible three feet sword defense.
In Zhao Jiangyuan's eyes, he also saw a sturdy fortress slowly taking shape. Finally, it gradually became perfect, and all the flaws were hidden … If he didn't see it with his own eyes, it would be really hard to imagine that a little cultivator at the upper level of Qi Cultivating could actually have such a strong defense!
Zhao Jiangyuan's heart became heavier and heavier. His first sword strike that he was determined to win was broken by the opponent's clever trick. Judging from his current performance, he didn't suffer any injury at all! On the contrary, because his full strength sword strike was intercepted, his magical power backlash was not light, and he could no longer maintain his peak power output. Right now, Wang Lu's defense had been completed, and he also had an unfathomable spirit pet. Although he still had the confidence to break through his defense, it would not be a short period of time. Thus, his plan to end the fight quickly had failed.
And once it was dragged into a protracted fight, it would be in line with the worst-case scenario that his Senior Brother mentioned before the fight, which would leave the opponent with too many opportunities to take advantage of...
"Therefore, I have to pretend that nothing happened just now, and use my Beheading Sword again."
Zhao Jiangyuan smiled self-deprecatingly. His sword moved to his left hand, and his right hand was wrapped in the white mist that he just spat out to repair his injury.
At the same time, his mind once again locked on the opponent. Inside his Jade Mansion, the Limitless Sword Heart began to spin rapidly, looking for flaws in that impregnable sword defense.
Can't find it? It doesn't matter, I'll just hit it out! Even if there were many unfavorable factors, how could there be a sword cultivator in the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect who was afraid to fight!?
The second sword strike followed in anger. This sword strike was even more cunning and fierce. Now that Zhao Jiangyuan was on guard, it was impossible for him to use the dog-bite tactic again. The stupid dog anxiously paced around on the ground, but it could no longer find the opportunity to cut into the Limitless Sword Heart.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the Non-Phase Sword and the Limitless Sword collided head-on. Suddenly, the cloud on the Cloud Tread Rooftop set off an astonishing shock wave. After that sword strike, Wang Lu's smile was still there, but his wrist that was holding the sword was trembling. Zhao Jiangyuan's brows wrinkled as he incredulously looked at the Limitless Sword that was shaken back.
With the cultivation of a low-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, a sword strike that was channeled with all his might was actually blocked!
Indeed, the Limitless Sword was not known for its pure power, but it was still an immortal level sword art, so its destructive power was extraordinary. How could a mere high-level Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator actually block it!? This was not the case of a righteous sect's disciple crushing a low-level rogue cultivator. Both sides were elites of the Five Uniques, so the gap between them was like a natural moat. However, this insurmountable gap was actually leveled by the simple and heavy Sword of Mount Kun … How strong was the defensive power of this Non-Phase Method!?
Without much time to think, Zhao Jiangyuan's footsteps staggered, and the third sword strike was as smooth as flowing water. Wang Lu raised his sword to meet it, not falling into the slightest bit of disadvantage.
On the Cloud Platform, a series of banging sounds were heard. In an instant, the two swords had collided dozens of times. The Limitless Sword's momentum gradually became as dense as a net, which enveloped Wang Lu and attacked from all directions. However, Wang Lu's sword defense didn't yield in the slightest; it firmly defended the three feet space.
A moment later, the thousands of sword strikes gradually stopped. Zhao Jiangyuan, with a strange look on his face, took a step back.
Then, he saw Wang Lu violently coughed out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, indicating that he had suffered an internal injury.
Under the Cloud Platform, the Spirit Sword Sect disciples stared in disbelief. The several people from the Ten Thousand Arts Sect breathed a long sigh of relief. This kind of tortoise shell-like sword defense, as long as the first part was broken, it would be full of flaws … To be able to withstand the Limitless Sword for so long, as a high-level Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator, Wang Lu could already be said to be against the heaven. However, in the end, he was defeated!
However, at this time, on the Cloud Platform, Zhao Jiangyuan's complexion turned bitter. He also spurted out a mouthful of blood, which clearly contained fragments of internal organs!
"What kind of sword is this?" Zhao Jiangyuan's voice was hoarse, and when he opened his mouth, there was a bloody smell. However, it was difficult to suppress the puzzlement in his heart.
Wang Lu also smiled with great difficulty. "Blade Armor."
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