Looking at the pile of spirit fruits and spirit flowers that Li Kuiyin and the others had stuffed into Xiao Budian's arms, Zhu Yi moved his stiff neck and gasped, "Master, although I still don't quite understand what you mean by these two new concepts, but …"
He unhappily glared at the little guy: "However, looking at little junior brother, I seem to understand a little."
Lin Feng smiled and came in front of Xiao Budian, looking at him with a smile.
Xiao Budian saw Lin Feng and smiled innocently. He used Mana to transmit his voice to Lin Feng, "Master, I have completed the mission!"
Lin Feng smiled faintly and also used Mana to transmit his voice to him, "Yes, I also got some other benefits."
Xiao Budian chuckled, "Accident, it was a complete accident. It was a pure surprise. I didn't expect those sisters to be so kind."
"If Hongyan knew that you were lying to her, what do you think would happen?" Lin Feng looked at Xiao Budian in amusement.
Xiao Budian smiled awkwardly, "But Master, I was really seriously injured. I didn't fake it at all."
Of course, he didn't fake it at all. Otherwise, even if he could fool others, he wouldn't be able to fool Cao Wei and the others.
The little guy looked at Lin Feng pitifully, "Master, it really hurts."
Lin Feng said snappily, "Who asked you to use such a stupid method? Serves you right! " Although he said that, Lin Feng still sent out a purple gas to envelop Xiao Budian, using his own Mana to nourish his injured body.
On the other side, Cao Wei's voice came, "If you bet, you must be willing to lose. This is what you, Xuanmen Tianzong, deserve."
Lin Feng turned around and saw three things floating in front of him under Cao Wei's Mana. They were the Earth Flame Lotus, the Nine Revolutions Ice Orchid, and the Vermillion Flame Ice Flower that Mu Jihai had just lost to Xiao Budian.
Lin Feng nodded and accepted the three items without a trace of politeness. Cao Wei said indifferently, "With this, we're even."
"Yes, that's right." Lin Feng revealed an imperceptible smile.
On the other side, Mu Jihai returned to the Celestial Pool Sect's camp. His seniors and fellow disciples looked at him, but they didn't mock him. Most of them just felt sorry for him. The strength that Mu Jihai had displayed before was worthy of their respect.
In terms of the battle situation, it was not that Mu Jihai had no hope of winning. It could even be said that he was only half a step away from victory. However, Xiao Budian was far more determined and valiant than others had imagined.
Mu Jihai's mood was not much better. To his sensitive heart, the pity and pity of others made him feel worse than ridicule, as if reminding him, "You still can't make it in the end. No matter how close you are to success, you still fall in front of the finish line."
At this time, someone suddenly said, "Although senior brother Mu lost, it can also be seen that the Xuanmen Tianzong disciples are not truly strong to the point of being invincible. They still have their limits. If it was senior brother Song who went up, he would definitely win."
Song Qingyuan smiled when he heard this, not saying anything. But the confidence that was revealed from his expression made all of the Celestial Pool Sect disciples believe that he had this certainty and confidence.
"If there's nothing else new, then the two people from Xuanmen Tianzong, Zhu Yi and Shi Tianhao, I'm not afraid." Song Qingyuan's gaze was calm, looking towards the Dragon Concealing Pot, "Next is the last person."
The two stepped onto the field, walking towards the Dragon Concealing Pot together. One was the Celestial Light Sword Sect's Zhao Yan, the other was the Great Qin Dynasty's Jiao Junchen.
On Xuanmen Tianzong's side, Zhu Yi's gaze also fell on Jiao Junchen. He slightly tilted his head, "Tuntun, the Celestial Light Sword Sect's Zhao Yan, how is his strength?"
On the Cloud Traversing Peak trip, because Zhu Yi had to stay on Jade Capital Mountain to teach the new second generation disciples, he did not accompany them.
Zhu Yi had heard of the fight between Xiao Budian and Zhao Yan, but did not know the specifics of the situation.
Among the people that were present, Xiao Yan was not present at this moment. Xiao Budian was currently recovering under the care of Lin Feng. Yue Hongyan's cultivation level was on the low side, and there were some details that could not be seen. Therefore, Zhu Yi asked Tuntun.
Although Tuntun was a little unreliable, it was not the slightest bit vague on such matters, straightforwardly saying, "If compared to the people present now, with the strength they have already displayed as a reference, they can't compare to Huo Ming and Mu Jihai, but they have the strength to fight against those two."
"Compared to Tao Yaoyao and Song Qingyuan, they have no chance at all."
After a slight pause, Tuntun added, "Unless he has some kind of major breakthrough in this month."
Zhu Yi faintly nodded, looking towards the glowing figure projected from the mouth of the Hidden Dragon Pot. There, Jiao Junchen and Zhao Yan had already begun to exchange blows.
Zhao Yan was still the Celeritas Sword Sect's signature sword master, the Flowing Cloud Sword. Sword light and sword Qi alternated between each other, changing unpredictably, both agile and ferocious.
As for Jiao Junchen, he had a bye in the first round, directly advancing to the top 16. Before this, no one had seen him truly fight. His battle with Zhao Yan was his first battle in this spell gathering.
The spectators were clearly even more interested in the famous Jiao Junchen. They wanted to see just what was so special about this new scholar of the Qin Dynasty.
"Please give me some pointers, friend Zhao." Jiao Junchen cupped his hands together in front of Zhao Yan's Flowing Cloud Sword, before his foot lightly paused.
As his foot paused, mist suddenly surged in the sky, lifting his entire body up. With a light turn, he easily avoided Zhao Yan's sword light.
Zhao Yan was faintly startled, his sword aura changing. The sword light similarly transformed into mist, wanting to capture Jiao Junchen's agile figure.
But who would have guessed that Jiao Junchen would step on the clouds, drawing an incomparably mysterious trajectory in the air, directly passing through the cracks in Zhao Yan's mist sword qi.
Outside the Hidden Dragon Pot, the expressions of all the Celeritas Sword Sect sword cultivators changed slightly. Even Tao Yaoyao and the few Yuanying stage ancestors had grave expressions.
Zhao Yan's Flowing Cloud Sword had already received the Celeritas Sword Sect's inheritance, and was incomparably skilled in it. His sword light transformed into qi, after forming mist, it sprinkled out, covering the sky and covering the earth, without any gaps.
If there really was a crack in the mist sword qi, then it was naturally formed by the flow of magic power. But this crack was so tiny that it was almost undetectable. But Jiao Junchen was like a knife cutting a cow, finding this tiny crack.
Not mentioning finding the crack, Jiao Junchen also extremely accurately cut into the crack. His movements were light and smooth, calm and content, not touching the mist sword qi on both sides of the crack in the slightest. Just like that, he unimpeded killed his way in front of Zhao Yan.
The others also looked at Jiao Junchen in shock. Those present were all knowledgeable people and could see that Zhao Yan's Flowing Cloud Sword was already quite perfect, but it was so easily broken through by Jiao Junchen.
As Jiao Junchen advanced on the clouds, there was the indistinct cry of a bird. This sound contained a mysterious magic power, also suppressing the changes in Zhao Yan's Flowing Cloud Sword.
Seeing Jiao Junchen attack, Zhao Yan actually already knew that things were not good. He wanted to once again cause the sword light to change, but because of the cry of the bird, he discovered that his magic power had become sluggish. By the time the sword technique changed, he was already a beat too slow.
And at this moment, Jiao Junchen had already cut into Zhao Yan's sword aura. As he brushed past Zhao Yan, he suddenly turned sideways, making a posture of drawing a bow and nocking an arrow. Then a white light shot towards Zhao Yan like an arrow.
In this critical moment, Zhao Yan mobilized all the sword qi in his body, turning it into the 'Cloud Cover Fog, Dark Wind and Rain' sword technique that specialized in defense.
However, Jiao Junchen didn't just shoot one white arrow. Instead, he shot four arrows in a row. After the first arrow, he immediately shot three more arrows, one after the other, one after the other, bombarding the same point in a continuous stream.
This piercing tactic that focused on one point immediately displayed its effect. It actually forcefully pierced through Zhao Yan's' Cloud Cover Fog, Dark Wind and Rain 'sword aura.
Zhao Yan's complexion changed. He immediately tried to repair the hole in his sword aura. His reaction was fast, and his magic power quickly revolved. The hole that Jiao Junchen had pierced through was quickly repaired.
But in this short moment, Jiao Junchen shot out another arrow. It was as fast as lightning, and the arrow had already pierced through the hole in Zhao Yan's sword aura, striking Zhao Yan's vital point.
The Hidden Dragon Pot's spell activated at this moment.
In just a short moment, Zhao Yan had been defeated.
The spectators outside the pot all stared blankly at the scene in front of them. They did not think that this match would actually be decided so easily.
This match was the shortest among the eight matches of the second round, other than Li Kuiyin taking the initiative to admit defeat.
The speed was so fast that Zhao Yan himself was somewhat unable to react. He was even somewhat at a loss: "I … have already lost?"
The people of the Celeritas Sword Sect were even more tongue-tied. Admittedly, Zhao Yan who was unable to use the Yuanying stage magic item, the Heavenly Talisman Sword Seal, was not in his strongest state. But just based on his own cultivation, he was also a powerhouse among the late stages of the golden elixir. But he was defeated so … easily!
In the eyes of all the spectators, Jiao Junchen's victory came too easily.
The gaze that Tao Yaoyao looked at Jiao Junchen with suddenly became as blazing as the sun. The vigorous battle intent made the fellow sect disciples beside her retreat far away.
Song Qingyuan's expression became much more serious, secretly saying in his heart: "Who would have thought that the biggest enemy is not Xuanmen Tianzong, but this Jiao Junchen."
When Jiao Junchen came out from the Hidden Dragon Pot, the entire venue sunk into silence.
Zhao Yan was defeated very quickly, but that was not because Zhao Yan was too weak. There was only one reason.
Jiao Junchen was too strong!
Strong to the point that he simply could not be measured using the strength of golden elixir period cultivators anymore.
On Xuanmen Tianzong's side, Zhu Yi looked at Jiao Junchen in silence, but his gaze was unprecedentedly bright.
Yang Qing frowned slightly: "That spell that Jiao Junchen used just now, what was that all about?"
Yue Hongyan shook his head: "I don't understand. I just felt that the appearance of him stepping on the flowing clouds was like … um, like riding a carriage."
"Your feeling is correct." Lin Feng calmly said: "This person's dao techniques originate from the ancient Confucian sects, and his divine abilities and spells are comprehended from the six arts of Confucianism: ceremony, music, archery, control, calligraphy, and mathematics."
"The spell that he used to defeat Zhao Yan just now was the combination of 'archery' and 'control'."
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