Spirit Sword Hall, Four Divisions Peak, Spirit Sword Hall.
Under the control of Wang Wu and her disciple, a duel between cultivators that the public loved to see finally appeared in front of everyone.
Being insulted by Wang Wu and her disciple in a way that crossed the bottom line, no matter how cautious Daoist Master Zhifeng was, he had no choice but to make his move.
There wasn't a single Nascent Soul cultivator who was truly a coward. The path of cultivation was filled with thorns, and without great willpower, it was impossible to reach this realm. Even though Daoist Master Zhifeng's four hundred years of long life had caused him to lose his sharpness, when needed, he could still wield his sword to slay the devil.
"Wang Wu, don't blame me for bringing about your own destruction."
Daoist Master Zhifeng said and spat out a small sword from his mouth into his hand. That small sword rotated in a circle and turned into a three feet long sword. Although it looked a bit cumbersome in Daoist Master Zhifeng's hand, the sword's body was simple and heavy, but it exuded a heart-palpitating aura.
Wang Wu's eyes lit up. "Spiritual treasure, this is a spiritual treasure! Sixth Junior Brother, Sixth Junior Brother, quickly help me appraise it! "
Sixth Patriarch Lu Li, who was sitting on the side and watching, understood what Fifth Sister was thinking. He shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "The Sword of Mount Kun, an Eighth-rank Spirit Artifact, can be valued at 800,000 Spirit Stones in the Mysterious Sky Mansion of the Blue River Plains. In the Central Plains, the price is slightly lower, about 600,000."
Hearing this number, Wang Wu almost danced with joy. "Good, good, good. Sixth Junior Brother, I'll treat you to a meal when we're done!"
Lu Li hurriedly waved his hand. "Forget it. Senior Sister, you pick the Misty Peak's cafeteria every time. I really can't afford it."
A certain Ethereal Peak Master coughed a few times awkwardly. "This exotic cuisine is, after all, a favorite of foreigners. It's understandable for us locals to occasionally feel uncomfortable."
Then a certain foreign race Elder burst into laughter. "Senior Brother, you're too much. When I was a slave in the Western Continent, the food I ate was … Ouch, who stepped on me?"
Inside the Spirit Sword Hall, several Elders were merrily making a ruckus. Daoist Master Zhifeng's complexion was like iron. "Are you guys done?!"
Feng Yin Daoist Master also felt that if they continued to make trouble like this, they would become unreasonable. Wantonly insulting an Elder of Shengjing Sect was indeed inexcusable.
"Very well, since Daoist Master Zhifeng has agreed to Junior Sister's duel invitation, then without further ado, let's begin."
With that, this Daoist Master with glasses stretched out his hand on the armrest of the chair. In an instant, the space in the Spirit Sword Hall disintegrated and was replaced by a high platform floating above the clouds. This was the highest level martial arts arena of Lingjian School, the Cloud Platform.
Daoist Master Zhifeng looked around in bewilderment and found out that they were really transferred to another space! It wasn't because he was sucked into some cave abode or an illusion.
It's not that Daoist Master Zhifeng hadn't seen this kind of magical power before, but he had only seen it from the old monsters of the Unity Stage! Even among the Form Synthesis cultivators, only the few with the highest cultivation could have such a divine ability!
Was this guy really a Deity Transformation cultivator? Or could it be that a Soul Formation cultivator from Lingjian School was comparable to a Body Integration cultivator from other sects? It's not that exaggerated, right!?
For a time, Zhifeng's heart was filled with panic.
However, Feng Yin Daoist Master quickly dispelled his doubts. "Heh, this is, after all, the Spirit Sword Mountain. With the help of the sect's power, it's twice the result with half the effort. Daoist Master Zhifeng, you don't have to worry about it."
So that's how it is … The Spirit Sword Sect's Sect Leader naturally has all kinds of conveniences in the Spirit Sword Mountain. Just now, he was just trying to scare himself. A few days ago in the White Moon Country, when he fought against Wang Wu, the opposite party obviously didn't surpass the level of King Pill. On the contrary, her speed and destructive power were even inferior to the level of King Pill. Moreover, she was so poor that let alone a spiritual treasure, she didn't even have a magical treasure...
That being the case, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Thereupon, Daoist Master Zhifeng's complexion turned solemn as he said with a sinking voice, "Wang Wu, we don't need to talk about the reason for our dispute. Today, since you have invited me to a duel, I hereby promise that if I lose this duel, I will no longer argue with the things recorded on the Sincerity Paper, and all the sins will be taken by me! But, if I win … "
Wang Wu indifferently nodded her head. "If you want me to be your dual cultivation furnace, I'll do it, hahaha."
The nearby Wang Lu was suddenly startled, thinking, "Damn, Master, take it easy. The last time you made a bet on this matter, you clearly lost!"
Daoist Master Zhifeng coldly said, "I don't need you to be my furnace, as long as you obediently admit your guilt and accompany me to the Shengjing Sect to beg for forgiveness."
Wang Wu was taken aback. "Accompany you to the Shengjing Sect? Do you want me to be your Shengjing Sect's furnace and play with you at the bottom of the sea!? This price is a bit too heavy. "
"Who told you such a dirty topic!" Daoist Master Zhifeng's mind was in a mess. "You're an Elder of one of the Five Uniques of the Wanxian League, how could your mind be so dirty!?"
Wang Wu angrily said, "Aren't you the one who made this request first!? Let me tell you, I can be your furnace, as long as you can win against me! But if I win, not only do I want you to obediently admit your debt, I also want your equipment and spirit stones! "
With that, she stared at the eighth rank spiritual treasure, the Sword of Mount Kun, and almost couldn't hold back her saliva. However, the expression on her face was still filled with righteous indignation. This kind of ability made his disciple feel ashamed of her inferiority.
Daoist Master Zhifeng didn't want to waste his breath. "Very well, we'll do as you say. Then, let's make our Big Heart Demon Oath."
After a few breaths of time, the two of them made their respective vows. Using the immortal law and their own immortal cultivation foundation as collateral, they calmed their hearts and set an agreement for the duel.
Not with the help of an outsider, not to kill.
If it was written into a written contract, there would be countless room for discussion. However, with the Big Heart Demon Oath, these two simple conditions were enough.
After the oath was made, Feng Yin Daoist Master once again changed the space, raising the Cloud Tread Rooftop, making it look like a martial arts arena.
However, when Daoist Master stepped onto the platform, he found out that the space suddenly changed. In front of him was a vast sea of clouds, as far as the eye can see. As for the onlookers like Feng Yin, Liu Xian, and the other Elders, they had already become an insignificant black dot in the sea of clouds.
"Is this … another space magical ability? No, it's also an extremely brilliant Immortal's Cave technique. " Daoist Master Zhifeng inwardly exclaimed in admiration. This was indeed worthy of being one of the Five Uniques of the Wanxian League. Although the scale was not large, this level of martial arts arena, even in the Shengjing Sect, only the Headquarters and a few super-large Divisions could set it up.
This kind of vast space could only be experienced by the duelists. From an outsider's point of view, it was nothing more than standing on a raised platform on the Cloud Tread Rooftop. At the same time, the aftermath of the duel would also be absorbed by the martial arts arena, so that it would not hurt the bystanders. Moreover, in case of an emergency, the array would instantly be activated to stop the duel, so as to avoid unnecessary casualties...
After using his primordial spirit to check the setting of the martial arts arena, Daoist Master Zhifeng didn't detect any abnormality. His heart slightly calmed down. However, after a while, he became impatient. He had been on the stage for so long, what was Wang Wu waiting for!?
After a long time, the other opponent of the duel, Wang Wu, appeared in front of Daoist Master Zhifeng, standing on her emerald green bamboo sword.
"I'm sorry I'm late. Just now, someone opened a bet on the outcome of the duel, so I went around looking for someone to finance the bet, so it took me some time. Please don't mind, haha!"
"Bet, bet on the outcome of the duel!?" Daoist Master Zhifeng simply couldn't believe it. What was going on with this Lingjian School? Couldn't they show a little bit of respect in a duel between cultivators of the King Pill level and above?
Wang Wu sneered. "To deal with a small fry like you, there's no need to be so serious. If it's your Hetu Daoren and our Sect Leader's duel, then it's more like it … But at that time, I'll definitely open an underground casino, haha!"
Daoist Master Zhifeng didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore. He forcefully inserted the Sword of Mount Kun into the Cloud Platform under his feet. In a split second, the churning clouds under his feet fiercely shook, as if they were bound by an invisible force. Their movements became slower and slower, and their color changed from white to brown. Finally, the clouds solidified and unexpectedly formed a solid rock surface with a radius of several thousand meters. Not long after, mountain ranges began to rise and fall, one after another.
The Eighth Rank Spiritual Treasure, the Sword of Mount Kun, was an extremely pure Earth Element Sword, and Daoist Master Zhifeng also possessed an extremely pure Earth Element Earthly Spirit Root. On the Cloud Tread Rooftop, he could only use sixty to seventy percent of his power. However, with this Sword of Mount Kun, this Yuanying Stage Daoist Master was able to turn the illusion into reality, creating a home ground advantage. At this time, how could the Cloud Tread Rooftop still have that ethereal and fairy-like atmosphere? What filled it was the surging spiritual energy of the Earth Element.
Although this skill was understated, its essence was actually a Yuanying Stage Daoist Master's supreme magical method, using the technique of 'four liang moving a thousand jin jin' to change the surrounding spiritual energy. Although Daoist Master Zhifeng wasn't good at fighting, his spell casting was worthy of the title of Yuanying Stage Daoist Master, which immediately won a round of applause from the audience.
Reward Giver Elder Liu Xian didn't hesitate to praise him; he nodded and said, "Good, good Cloud Congealing Earth. The Shengjing Sect's Immortal Method really lives up to its name, worthy to be the number one in the Wanxian League."
Elder Fang He also gave a high evaluation. "Although this person's character is unbearable, his attainment in spell casting is really good. Compared to the ordinary Yuanying Stage cultivators that I've seen in the Southern Region, he's not just a notch better."
Feng Yin Daoist Master wore his glasses and pondered in silence. In his eyes, no one knew how the duel between the two had developed...
At the same time, in the back row of the audience, a red and white cultivator held a stack of sincerity paper in his hand and loudly shouted, "Everyone, look carefully! Daoist Master Zhifeng has displayed his amazing method, proving that he is completely above the ordinary Yuanying Stage cultivators! On the other side, it's still that unreliable, unprincipled, low cultivation, poor swordsmanship, the disgrace of the Spirit Sword Sect, the Fifth Elder. The gap between the two is so big that it's needless to say! However, our odds remain the same; Daoist Master Zhifeng's is still 1: 1.5, and the Fifth Elder's is still 1: 10! Everyone, if you want to bet, you better hurry! "
…
All kinds of things in the audience couldn't affect the duel between the two people on the stage. Daoist Master Zhifeng took the initiative by using the Sword of Mount Kun to condense the Earth from the Void. On the other side, Wang Wu shrugged her shoulders as if it didn't matter. She then changed the posture of her emerald green bamboo sword and didn't cast any counterspell.
Daoist Master Zhifeng inwardly sneered, "This woman is actually smart. With her King Pill cultivation level, she has no chance of winning against me in terms of spells. Her only hope lies in that sword of hers." "I'm not good at fighting, so there's indeed a possibility that one sword can break ten thousand methods. Moreover, the flaw that I deliberately exposed, the other side seems to have taken it all in …"
"Very well, as you wish, I'll go first."
The next moment, Daoist Master Zhifeng brandished the Sword of Mount Kun. Suddenly, the Earth element spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth rolled up like a hurricane. The clear sky was suddenly covered with a layer of violent sand. Under the cover of the sandstorm, the Sword of Mount Kun moved again and slanted toward Wang Wu's shoulder.
Boom!
The earth trembled, and the rock ground within a radius of several kilometers seemed to have a life of its own. Along with the movement of the sword, the ground shook and roared. And under Wang Wu's feet, a thick stone pillar with a diameter of a hundred meters rose from the ground, just like a sharp sword piercing the sky!
Under the stage, Elder Liu Xian clapped his hands and praised, "What a good Ground Needle! Heh, the impact force of the stone pillar is secondary. The destructive power of the earthquake is also included in it, making it impossible to avoid and impossible to guard against! It's really rare and commendable for a Yuanying Stage cultivator to have such a spell! "
Unfortunately, such a spell couldn't hurt Wang Wu even the slightest bit. Facing the fissure of the ground, the woman in white didn't show any change in her expression. She just lazily pointed her emerald green bamboo sword at her feet, blocking the Ground Needle that rose from the ground. The emerald green light flickered, and no matter how powerful the Ground Needle was, it was completely dissolved by the sword.
After a breath, the ground stabilized, and the Ground Needle took shape. Wang Wu gracefully stood on top of the needle, her white dress was as white as snow, without a speck of dust.
The Spirit Sword Sect Elders under the stage didn't say a word; they seemed to be accustomed to this. However, the disciples behind them were in an uproar.
Just now, the Yuanying Stage's Ground Needle seemed to be a hundred meters high stone pillar rising from the ground, but it was actually the result of Daoist Master Zhifeng's profound cultivation base compressing the range of his spell, which was enough to destroy a city and destroy a country, condensing the huge destructive power on top of the stone pillar. And the most critical point was the tip of the stone pillar. If it was pointed at the tip, the shock force contained in the Ground Needle was enough to disintegrate the body of a King Pill cultivator and shatter the King Pill … However, when it fell under Wang Wu's feet and was touched by the bamboo sword, it didn't have the slightest effect!
Thus, people finally recalled a legend that had been passed down for a long time: It was said that this Fifth Elder was a master of defense?
In the past, the disciples only thought that it was one of the seven unimaginable legends of the Spirit Sword Sect. But now, it seemed like it was true!? At the same time, on the stage, Daoist Master Zhifeng's complexion was solemn. His Sword of Mount Kun was still in his hand, and the sandstorm behind him was getting more and more violent, brewing a more powerful killing move.
Wang Wu somewhat bored shook her bamboo sword. "Old men really can't be strong. This empty stone pillar is not strong enough. Brother Zhifeng, burn a bit of passion ~ I'll wait for you."
Wang Wu somewhat boringly shook her bamboo sword. "Old men really can't be strong, this empty stone pillar is completely not strong enough. Brother Zhifeng, ignite a bit of passion and come out ~ I'll wait for you."
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