The Phoenix Mountain Grand Gathering, which had left the normal track, had also left the clear distinction between day and night.
For this group of experts, the only difference between day and night might be the noise and tranquility.
However, when the sparring session on the Daozu arena continued in the night, the night lost its tranquility, and so did the Heaven's Equal Prodigies.
Although the sparring session had gone on for a long time, it was only the sixth Nine Continent Cultivator, Bai Zhi, who had entered the arena.
This little girl who had walked out of the poisonous miasma was as mysterious as the darling of the night.
After experiencing the sparring session with the previous five Nine Continent Cultivators, the attitude of the Daozu towards this sparring session had undergone a huge change.
At this moment, the other four Daozu who had participated in the sparring session finally understood why Qiu Heng was so disappointed after the small tree left the arena.
It was a kind of disappointment that he felt a trace of danger in a safe environment, and because of that, he wanted to find out where the danger came from, but ultimately failed.
After they left the arena, in addition to complaining that these Sages were too weak to persist for too long, most of their attention was spent in contemplation.
What kind of fighting style could be so contradictory?
Yes.
The word "contradictory" was the unanimous conclusion of the five Daozu after contemplation.
Calm, radical.
Peaceful, fierce.
Crafty, generous.
Treacherous, upright.
Calculating, tough.
…
When they saw that Bai Zhi had finished her comprehension and began the sparring session, the five Daozu added to this contradictory combination — demonic and generous.
It was as if this fighting style was a big melting pot that contained all the characteristics of the fighting style.
If that was all, they would definitely scoff at this fighting style.
However, the wonderful thing about the fighting style of the small tree and the others was that there was something that could not be seen or touched, that miraculously and ingeniously merged these contradictory bodies together.
Therefore, this hodgepodge fighting style was not at all abrupt, but burst out with power that even the Nine Heaven's Equal Prodigies of the Daozu would be frightened.
When Bai Zhi was mentally and physically exhausted, and was about to leave the arena …
The Daozu who had sparred with her couldn't help but speak again.
"Fellow Daoist, you …"
"Senior, if I still have a trace of strength left, I definitely won't give up."
Even though she was exhausted, Bai Zhi's eyes that could light up the night fully displayed her satisfaction towards this Dao discussion and her reluctance to part.
So, the sixth Daozu smiled bitterly.
Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that after the sparring session with the Sage, he would be the one whose desires were not satisfied.
"Sigh …"
Sighing to himself, he turned around and prepared to go down. However, in his line of sight, the young master's imposing figure appeared again, blurred by the darkness.
"Many thanks to Young Master Shang for bestowing this opportunity!"
Daozu bowed deeply to Gongzi Shang. Although he was a little hesitant, he was extremely sincere.
Everyone understood very well why this Daozu was hesitating.
Because he didn't know if he had the qualifications to come into contact with Young Master Shang.
But in the end, he still thanked her.
And the sincerity in his gratitude turned into a sword that could pierce through the sky. It rose from his body and rose into the sky before falling down and striking towards Ming Qin, who was on the arena of the Path of Nine Tribulations of the Heaven's Equal Region.
If the last words that Gongzi Shang said to Little Miao 'er's maidservant were a frightening but false and incisive counterattack …
Then this sincere words of gratitude from Daozu were a substantial blow to Ming Qin.
This was not a useless sparring session …
Daozu had benefited a lot from this sparring session.
So, Gongzi Shang watched with great interest.
And Ming Qin, who was also watching with great interest, before everyone understood this point, his behavior was a sarcastic mockery towards Gongzi Shang …
At this moment, the interest on his face had turned into a humiliation towards himself.
Humiliation, perhaps, was not the most horrifying thing.
The most horrifying thing was that after Daozu said this, the previously doubtful matter of Gongzi Shang wanting to spar with Ming Qin became a real foreshadowing.
The situation had developed to this stage …
All the doubts he had before were no longer doubts.
Gongzi Shang really wanted to see Saint Daozu spar.
Gongzi Shang really ignored them.
Gongzi Shang really signed up.
Gongzi Shang really had long decided to fight with Ming Qin.
…
"How could this be?"
Even though he was also a little clearer, Yu Mingqin's six brains were still filled with disbelief.
"Could it be that this is still his delaying tactic?"
"Did he think that after taking this step, I would definitely not risk the possibility of fighting with you and run away?"
…
Even though his rationality kept telling him this, Ming Qin was not sure at this moment.
"Sparring means that you will go on the arena …"
"Going on the arena means that you will really participate in the grand event where Emperor Hao is marrying off his daughter …"
"You will definitely win, so you will definitely become Emperor Hao's son-in-law, and this is a situation where everyone is happy …"
"But can you really ignore the Dao oath?"
…
Yu Mingqin continued to ponder with doubts …
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.
When Old Father stood on the arena, the last Daozu, who had won through internal competition, went on the arena happily, as if it was a great fortune to have this opportunity.
"I am Feng Hen, what Dao would you like to spar with? To tell you the truth, I am better at … "
"Ahem, this old man is better at drinking with people like Sir Lu Song …" Old Father looked at this Daozu as if he was looking at his grandson, "Why don't you come as well?"
Daozu was startled.
When he remembered what the name Lu Song represented, his face turned pale.
"Haha, I was just teasing you, don't mind me." Old Father smiled, and looked around at the various Daozu, who were either secretly delighted, annoyed, or deep in thought, "Thank you, everyone. This sparring session with Saint Daozu will end here."
The Daozu were shocked when they heard this.
"End?"
"How can it be so fast!"
"No, no, I have waited for more than a month, and I still haven't gone on the stage!"
"Yes, little old … old man, don't end it, continue. To tell you the truth, I have …"
"Get out of here, I am the pride of the Golden-winged Roc Clan, and you want to compete with me in the Void Origin?"
"Let's compete, don't think that you are awesome just because you have a pair of wings …"
…
Seeing this scene, Lu Xiaoxiao, who had been sitting on the judge's pillar and watching, was a little stunned.
As an insider …
He was not amazed by the performance of the cultivators of the Nine States.
He had always thought that the path of battle taken by the cultivators of the Nine States was a stupid path.
But now the performance of the Daozu was undoubtedly a slap in the face.
Only then did he understand …
He was not qualified to say how stupid and rubbish the cultivators of the Nine States were.
This was because he had seen Xie Tian's battle and slaughter that were even more stunning and perfect than theirs.
And for those who had never seen this kind of killing, even if it was less than one-ten-thousandth of the cultivators of the Nine States, the fighting style of Xie Tian was already brilliant enough.
"Then, then if Young Master comes to spar …"
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