The championship battle was based on voluntary participation.
What should a person do if they wanted to become famous?
They had to display themselves on a big stage, and the 4-star personal disciples battle was precisely such a stage.
The top three would definitely be able to enter the Hero Rankings. At that time, they would gain both fame and fortune.
Because everyone was fighting to participate, the Saint Gate prepared a heaven-tier cultivation art as a prize.
To most people, it was extremely attractive. But to 3-star great teachers, it wasn't enough. However, the Saint Gate didn't care.
After all, everyone was participating in the personal disciples battle, not for the prizes!
In the past, the number of people registering for the championship battle would always exceed 64. Hence, those unseeded participants would have to participate in the additional rounds. But this year, there weren't enough people.
When Liang Hongda heard the secretary's report, he was stunned for a moment and started to suspect if these people's brains were spoiled.
But very soon, he came to a realization.
Sun Mo's invention, the Imperial Sky Spirit Rune, allowed Ying Baiwu and Li Ziqi to have the ability to fly. Moreover, these two were long-range attackers.
Who would be able to win against them?
Rather than being humiliated on the arena, they might as well avoid the competition.
"Go and motivate those participants again!"
Liang Hongda instructed.
The audience had spent a lot of money to buy the tickets. In the end, they discovered that the Saint Gate couldn't even gather enough participants. Wouldn't they be furious?
The secretary received the order and left.
However, after the three-day rest period ended, the number of people registering was less than 32. In the end, Liang Hongda had to personally pay a visit to a few newly ascended 4-star great teachers and promised them some benefits before he allowed their personal disciples to participate in the competition.
At the very last moment, the top 32 were finally gathered.
The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly!
In this warm morning, the championship battle began!
Sun Mo was now a super rookie that everyone was paying attention to. He even had the nickname of a Saint Candidate. In addition to the Imperial Sky Spirit Rune, the amount of attention he received was indisputable.
Hence, the first match was between Li Ziqi and Sancho.
The Saint Gate also knew how to hype things up.
"Begin!"
After Tong Yiming, who was the main judge, shouted, Sancho immediately pounced toward Li Ziqi.
He had discussed with his teacher how to fight against Sun Mo's disciples. That was to kill them before they could fly off the arena!
Luckily, he had an extremely high cultivation base suppression. Otherwise, Sancho would definitely give up.
"I need to be faster!"
Sancho pursed his lips and prepared to erupt forth. However, at the instant Tong Yiming's voice rang out, two three-meter-tall wind elementals appeared in the air.
Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!
The wind blades danced wildly.
Dozens of crescent-shaped wind blades shot out from the Wind Elemental's body.
It's over!
Sancho felt some despair. If he didn't dodge, he would be dismembered. But if he dodged, Li Ziqi would be able to soar freely.
Damn it!
Isn't your summoning speed a little too fast?
"Why so fast?"
Below the arena, some people were puzzled.
"It's reciting an incantation, and it's doing two things at once!"
A knowledgeable spiritualist exclaimed, "Genius! She's definitely a genius!"
Everyone knew that the greatest shortcoming of spirit controllers was that they needed time to summon their spiritual beasts. And during this time, they were undoubtedly the weakest.
However, Li Ziqi was able to make up for the time difference by silently chanting the incantation. Moreover, she was multitasking, doing two things at once.
Given her age of 15, being able to do this was simply outstanding.
As Sancho dodged the wind blades, he saw that Li Ziqi was still standing on the arena. After being stunned for a moment, he flew into a rage.
"Damn it, she's looking down on me!"
Sancho was very angry. (Do you really think that someone at the spirit-refinement realm can defeat me?)
The White Tiger Guard appeared, and Li Ziqi leaped onto it.
Her little face was filled with calmness!
(My motor nerves are weaker, but I have a mount!)
After that, the little sunny egg flicked her fingers repeatedly.
Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!
Myriad Manifestations Spirit Wave Art bombarded!
Sancho charged forward, but before he could get close, he saw three more wind elementals appearing.
"Ah? So fast? "
"Why is there one more than before?"
"Fool, because the competition has started. She can recite the incantation normally now!"
The great teachers were extremely shocked.
If the incantation earlier was said to be the effect of the great teacher halo, then now, it was purely an individual's talent.
This Li Ziqi could do three things at the same time with just one head!
One must know that this was summoning spiritual beasts. If one's incantation wasn't clear or made a mistake, there would be a backlash. Even if one didn't die, they would be heavily injured. Yet, she actually did it.
How much confidence did he have in himself?
"Eldest martial sister is so impressive!"
Lu Zhiruo cheered.
Sun Mo didn't allow her to register for the championship battle, so she could only be a spectator.
"Eldest martial sister is trying to prove to everyone that she can still win even without the space control spirit rune!"
Xianyu Wei was so agitated that her face turned red.
Although she was a female, her eldest martial sister's mentality was too tyrannical.
Sancho attacked forcefully and managed to dodge the spirit wave art and wind blades with great difficulty, getting close to Li Ziqi.
"Go to hell!"
Sancho punched out heavily.
Li Ziqi calmly lifted her slender palm.
Windwave Bullet!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sancho was too close and was blasted head-on. The powerful impact caused him to roll away.
"Careful!"
When Sancho's teacher saw the wind blades shooting over again, he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He almost shouted to give up.
"We won't be able to win!"
Many people sighed.
Before Sancho could recover, another three wind elementals took form beside Li Ziqi.
One must know that the little sunny egg hadn't even used her most proficient pay-to-win battle tactic, and Sancho was already beaten to a sorry state.
Pak!
Li Ziqi finally threw out her first spirit rune cudgel.
A sea of lightning permeated the air.
After that, the little sunny egg stretched her hands to her lips and bit her thumb. She chanted an incantation while drawing a spirit communication formation in the air!
"Damn, she can even draw a spirit communication formation at a rapid speed?"
The spirit controllers present were all stunned.
Did she have to show off like this?
Usually speaking, a spirit communication formation would be drawn from the beginning to the end. But for Li Ziqi, she drew it with both hands.
Everyone knew that this could save time, but who would dare to do this?
Because if they did it wrong, they would die.
Wasn't this young girl afraid?
A faint red blood mist drifted in the air, forming a strange and profound diagram. After that, Li Ziqi clapped her palms together!
Pak!
Spirit Summoning, Ancient War Tree!
Boom!
A large amount of light shot out, and an ancient tree that was over 12 meters tall appeared on the stage. Its roots were like the tentacles of an octopus, shooting out rapidly and wrapping around Sancho's body, who was a little numb from the sea of lightning.
This was the Ancient War Tree that Sun Mo had encountered in the ecological garden. It was summoned by Li Ziqi using the spirit communication technique.
Li Ziqi lifted her right hand and aimed it at Sancho. Her left hand grabbed her right wrist and started to gather qi.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
Li Ziqi's body was shrouded in a golden spirit qi halo. A ball of spirit qi light appeared in front of her right hand.
"What cultivation art is this?"
Many people exclaimed in shock.
"I don't know!"
"I've never seen it before. It should be some kind of rare cultivation art, right?"
"It feels so destructive!"
The spectators discussed, their gazes filled with bewilderment. Why was Sun Mo's disciple always able to come up with new things that others had never seen before?
"For Teacher's glory!"
Li Ziqi roared in her heart!
Kill!
Spirit Wave Cannon!
Boom!
The ball of light formed from spirit qi shot out with a supersonic impact.
It was unknown what species that ancient tree was. Its roots were thick and large, and they were filled with tenacity. Sancho spent a lot of effort before he managed to break free. In the end, he saw the spirit wave cannon shooting toward him.
Boom!
The spirit wave cannon brushed past Sancho's head and hit the stairs of the martial dao dojo tens of meters away, leaving behind a huge crater.
Huala! Huala!
Dust flew up.
The entire martial dao dojo fell into silence.
Wasn't this destructive force a little too great?
Even the great teachers froze.
Because usually, everyone was used to the destruction caused by various ultimate skills. They had never seen such a pure spirit qi attack before.
Soon after, the spectators around the crater screamed. Their countenances turned pale as they rolled and crawled.
If that attack had landed on them, they would have died!
"Everyone, there's no need to panic. When I attacked, I calculated the position!"
Li Ziqi announced. After that, she looked at Sancho. "Do you want to admit defeat?"
"..."
The great teachers were speechless. (You still have the energy to calculate this?
Damn!
Why isn't such an amazing student mine?)
(Speaking of which, if Secondary Saint Zhou saw this scene, he would definitely regret it, right?)
Sancho had felt a sense of relief that the other party hadn't hit him and was preparing to take the chance to retaliate. But after hearing this, a sense of disappointment immediately crept up his body.
He knew that the other party had intentionally spared him with that attack earlier.
But admit defeat?
(I'm at the divine force realm!)
He couldn't open his mouth.
"We admit defeat!"
Sancho's teacher was more open-minded.
"Li Ziqi is the victor of this match!"
Tong Yiming announced.
"Don't be disheartened. It's not embarrassing to lose to a spirit controller. It's even less embarrassing to lose to a spirit controller like Li Ziqi."
His teacher consoled.
No one felt that Sancho was weak!
There was no way he could win.
The combat strength of a spirit controller mainly depended on how powerful their spiritual beasts were.
Li Ziqi's wind elemental beasts might not be strong individually, but if they were to spit out wind blades, they would be able to effectively prevent enemies from getting close. Then, she would be able to launch all sorts of long-range attacks.
This was a victory of talent and battle tactics.
"Be happier. If it was someone at the same level as you, they would have been crushed long ago."
Sancho's teacher was very optimistic.
"I've embarrassed Teacher!"
Sancho was very embarrassed.
"What nonsense are you saying?"
Sancho's teacher patted his disciple's back and then went to look for Sun Mo. (Do you think I asked you to fight because I wanted to win?
(Wake up, I'm doing this because I want you to clash with Sun Mo's disciple. Then, I'll have an excuse to look for Sun Mo and build a relationship.)
I really want that type of Imperial Spirit Rune!)
"I didn't expect that a divine force realm cultivator would have no way to retaliate against Li Ziqi."
Gu Xiuxun flipped through Sancho's information and was a little surprised.
They were bought for 1,000 taels each.
One couldn't help but say that these people were too good at making money and were very professional. Even Ying Baiwu and Li Ziqi's ability to fly were included in the information.
"With the right battle tactics and the suppression of cultivation arts, what can he use to win?"
Murong Mingyue didn't find it strange at all.
"Why do I feel that after the appearance of the Imperial Spirit Rune, the effects of cultivation arts will become smaller and smaller?"
Gu Xiuxun felt a little uneasy.
"The innovation of battle tactics and the upgrading of weapons will definitely lead to the further development of cultivation arts. You don't have to worry about it. This is the natural law of the world's development."
Murong Mingyue chuckled.
"Since you can accept divine weapons and can instantly kill those of a higher level, why can't you accept spirit rune sticks as well?"
"Why does your tone sound so much like Sun Mo's?"
Gu Xiuxun frowned.
"When you are chatting with Sun Mo, don't tell me that your mind is filled with his face?"
Murong Mingyue was speechless.
(Although Sun Mo is very handsome, I admire his way of thinking more.)
(He really transcends this era.)
"I'm not. You are spouting nonsense. I'm ignoring you!"
Gu Xiuxun lowered her head guiltily. After that, she quickly glanced at An Xinhui and realized that she was looking at Sun Mo and Li Ziqi, not paying attention to her conversation with Murong Mingyue. She secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
(Sigh!)
(Coveting my sister's fiance, I feel like a scum!)
The same topic was being carried out among the Calabash Brothers.
"The Spirit Wave Cannon is too powerful!"
Li Ziqi sighed ruefully. Due to the lack of weaponsmiths, there was no way for them to create spirit rune equipment. They could only inscribe spirit runes on their bodies.
"At that time, everyone will have a Tyrant Destroyer Glove. If a person obstructs us, we will kill them. If a Buddha obstructs us, we will kill a Buddha. Jumping levels to kill someone is just a matter of firing a few more rounds of the Spirit Wave Cannon!"
Lu Zhiruo felt that she didn't need to cultivate anymore.
In any case, no matter how strong she became, she might as well wear two more Tyrant Destroyer Gloves.
Xuanyuan Po, who had always been interested in combat, had an ugly expression on his face. Honestly speaking, he was also very troubled by Li Ziqi's battle strategy.
"Cultivation isn't just to obtain powerful martial prowess. It also includes tempering one's will. Zhiruo, don't misunderstand the objective."
Sun Mo guided.
"The strength of a weapon is different from the strength of a person. Moreover, weapons have their own disadvantages. They need to be maintained and maintained. Once they are damaged, what would you do?
"Also, remember this. Weapons will always be controlled by people. Weapons can be popularized, but elites can't be mass-produced!"
The higher the technology of a weapon, the higher the requirement for the user.
For example, let alone ordinary people, would the most advanced fighter jets be able to fly them?
"Teacher, I was wrong!"
The lucky mascot hurriedly apologized.
"When we cultivate, regardless of whether we seek longevity or to become a saint, in the end, what we seek is a kind of dao, a kind of self-transcendence."
Bzz!
As the sound of Sun Mo's voice faded, golden motes of light shot out.
Priceless Advice had been activated.
The people in the martial dojo were immediately attracted by the commotion here.
"I wonder what Great Teacher Sun has taught them. I really wish to listen in!"
Everyone was filled with envy.
To be able to have a saint substitute as a teacher, these students were truly too fortunate.
When the second round started, Huang Peng went up the stage.
Without any suspense, he instantly defeated his opponent.
The third round was Zhang Wentao's disciple, Liu Yuzhi, against a girl. She was also instantly defeated.
After that, it was the fourth round. Bai Xiqing, Sun Mo's little fangirl, and her personal disciple, Miao Chuandong, against a young man. She won cleanly as well.
Jin Mujie's disciple, He Ben, had an outburst of luck in the last round. He encountered an opponent who had gone all out in the first two rounds and was heavily injured.
This beautiful great teacher had finally fulfilled her wish and obtained the title of a 4-star great teacher.
She knew that He Ben's participation in the championship battle was akin to suicide, but she still allowed him to register. Her purpose was so that if he encountered Li Ziqi or Ying Baiwu, he could forfeit and let them fight one less round.
As for losing face?
In order to repay Sun Mo's kindness, Jin Mujie no longer cared about it.
She had really gambled correctly.
The fifth round was Ying Baiwu against He Ben.
He Ben directly forfeited the moment he went up the stage.
No one felt that He Ben was a coward. After all, who could win against an archery master who could fly?
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