Ceng A 'niu was awe-inspiring, and his sword Qi was like a rainbow. Wherever he went, the seven cultivators all ran away. No one dared to block his blade. They all activated their Divine Talismans of Great Creation, conjuring all sorts of powerful figures and beasts to block him. However, they were all killed with a single strike of his sword.
"These fellows are really surprisingly weak!"
Li Qingshan could clearly feel that the Ceng A 'niu he had conjured, whether it was the sword technique or the way he fought, all of them had traces of his own understanding.
Although words were unrestrained and could be used to write about how strong and intelligent a person was, the characters conjured were restricted by two factors. One was the amount of power of will, and the other was the author himself.
No matter how mysterious the imagination was, it could not escape the limits of a person's thinking. If a novelist did not understand swordsmanship at all, then even if he wrote about a peerless swordsman, he would only be a swordsman idiot. No matter how real they looked, they were not real living beings. They were just projections of the novelist's own imagination.
Just like how an omnipotent god could not create a rock that he could not lift, a novelist could not write a character that surpassed his thinking. They could be vivid and lifelike in the book, but once they were conjured using the Divine Talisman of Great Creation, their true form would be revealed.
The seven cultivators were facing such a problem. They lacked combat experience, so although the figures they conjured were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, their combat strength was terrible. Therefore, under the same situation where the Divine Talisman of Great Creation was activated, the Ceng A 'niu conjured by Li Qingshan had the upper hand even though it was one against seven.
Li Qingshan did not want to waste any more time. He flew high into the sky, turned, and pounced down. The remaining seven people did not even know the most basic coordination, let alone tacit understanding. They were scattered by Ceng A 'niu's charge. In Li Qingshan's eyes, they were full of openings. It was no different from challenging him one by one. Then, with a few punches and kicks, another five people were knocked out.
"Five!" Li Qingshan stretched out his palm. He was about to finish off the remaining two in one go.
"I don't want to fight anymore, I don't want to fight anymore. You're good, okay?" The remaining two people actually admitted defeat. Amidst the booing, they directly left the martial arts arena.
Li Qingshan waved his hand, and Ceng A 'niu dissipated like mist. Because he had not been killed yet, he did not expend much Power of Will.
"Victory for the exhibition match between the school of Novels and Li Qingshan of the Clear River prefecture!"
"It's done!" Liu Chuanfeng swung his fist viciously. With that, the Cloudwisp association could expand across the entire Ruyi commandery. Sun Fubai stroked his beard and smiled.
Gasps of admiration burst out from the surroundings. Although Wang Luocheng and the other seven's performance was somewhat unbearable under Li Qingshan's attacks, they were still eight Foundation Building cultivators after all! Not eight cabbages. Moreover, he defeated them without using any magical tools or magical techniques. Moreover, he did it so easily. It was truly inconceivable.
Gu Yanying said to Si Qing, "Looks like he didn't achieve his goal! Did you anticipate this outcome? "
"That's because his opponents are far too weak. Although they're all at Foundation Establishment, they're on completely different levels. Even if their numbers are doubled, the outcome won't change. Even if a tiger loses its claws and teeth, it can't be defeated by a flock of sheep. He really is a genius worth paying attention to! "
Si Qing actually expressed his sincere admiration towards Li Qingshan.
Gu Yanying furrowed her brows slightly before easing them up. As it seemed, Si Qing had made up his mind to eliminate him. If he were not the North Moon, the matter really would be rather troublesome. Who would emerge victorious in the end in this fierce battle?
She was not optimistic about Si Qing's chances, but she also did not think that Li Qingshan would be able to deal with Si Qing. At their level, it was easy to determine victory and defeat, but it was difficult to determine life and death. They would probably have to maintain the current situation for a very long time, until the North Moon revealed a flaw and was killed, or until they obtained the power to not fear the Great Xia Dynasty's revenge.
At the side of the training grounds, Wang Luocheng had also woken up under the medical school's treatment. He sat at the side and regulated his breathing. Raising his head, he saw Liu Chuanfeng striding over. Pointing at them, he said in a pompous manner,
"Hmph, no matter how crafty you bunch of old fellows are, under my might, you still have to bow down to me. You're really asking for trouble! From today onwards, I'm the president of the Great Cloudwisp Society. Who dares to defy me? "
Although Li Qingshan had won, he felt an inexplicable sense of embarrassment at this moment. There was a saying that killing someone was just a matter of nodding one's head to the ground. If you were to force them so viciously, if these people were to get angry and go their separate ways with you, wouldn't all your efforts be for naught?
However, to his surprise, Wang Luocheng immediately stood up and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes. We overestimated ourselves. Such petty tricks naturally can't do anything to Junior Brother Li. And Senior Brother Liu, when you take charge of the Cloudwisp Society in the future, I hope that Senior Brother Liu will take good care of us!"
The other defeated heads of the schools of Novels also came up to congratulate their president, Liu Chuanfeng.
Li Qingshan was stunned. These people who wrote novels really did not have any integrity at all. What he did not know was that this was mainly due to his efforts. Just Just now, Wang Luocheng was still feeling a lingering fear after the exchange. How would he dare to use force again? He was the type of person who would not submit without a beating.
… …
Time passed in a hurry, and the matches of the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures went by. The mechanisms of mohism, the dharma of buddhism, the divination of the school of Yin-yang, and so on had all broadened everyone's horizons, allowing the cultivators of the sects to witness the heritage and strength of the Hundred Schools of Thought.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. The final match was the Grand Exhibition Match of the school of the Military. Although everyone had used their full strength, it was more like a friendly match than a battle to the death. In the end, Han Tieyi led the disciples of the school of the Military to victory, which basically drew a perfect conclusion to the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures this time.
All they had to do was wait for Si Qing to make his final speech, and the grand gathering of the cultivation community of the Ruyi commandery would come to an end. Under everyone's gazes, Si Qing stepped onto the Soaring Clouds terrace once again and said loudly, "The Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures this time have allowed me to witness the supreme skills of the fellow cultivators of the various prefectures and schools …"
After praising the cultivators of the various prefectures as usual, he explained the significance of the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures this time. Li Qingshan found it boring, but Han Qiongzhi was reluctant to leave. She was tempted to let the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures continue like this forever. She gazed at the Soaring Clouds terrace.
"The North Moon doesn't seem to be here anymore!" She studied Li Qingshan's expression. During this period of time, the various past and secrets Li Qingshan had revealed had indeed made her think of many things.
"He's probably gone!"
Li Qingshan said. He did not have that much time to waste on Si Qing. He had sent his clone off a long time ago, returning to refine the water system. If it were not for the sake of saving his main body, he would not have appeared at all.
However, before he left, Si Qing made a strange request. He wanted him to send some daemons and night roamers to participate in the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures, saying that he wanted to increase communication and ease their relationship. He also promised many benefits.
Li Qingshan had no idea what Si Qing was up to, but under the principle of "I'll oppose whatever the enemy supports", he did not agree in the end. He could obtain these benefits from Gu Yanying anyway, and he did not have to worry about being tricked. There was really no need for him to waste his breath on Si Qing.
However, Li Qingshan had a vague feeling that the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures this time would not end so easily.
Sure enough, as Si Qing went on, he suddenly changed the topic. "The only pity is that the fellow cultivators of the various sects and schools can only watch from the sidelines. They can't take part. Even most of the cultivators of the various schools can't take part, so it'll be much less interesting. As a result, I want to add another event after the traditional exhibition matches. That way, all cultivators can take part and benefit from it!"
Si Qing spread his arms and announced in high spirits with his wolf-like voice. There was a faint hint of excitement on his face. Li Qingshan could sense that his expression was very different from when he was spouting nonsense earlier. It definitely was not an act. His heart sank slightly. "Here it comes!"
The cultivators below the platform all broke into a discussion. "There's still a competition? Everyone can take part? "" There are so many people, so how are they supposed to compete? If it's one on one, who knows how long it'll take! "" Who cares? As long as there are benefits! "
Even the Golden Core cultivators on the Soaring Clouds terrace looked at one another. They had no idea what Si Qing was planning. They all had different thoughts as they quietly waited for Si Qing to announce the method of the final competition.
After exchanging glances with E Dan and Jia Zhen beside him, Si Qing took out the Dragon Arena and tossed it into the Main Martial Arts Stadium below. He gave a rough introduction of the Dragon Arena first before announcing the rules of the final competition.
Every single cultivator who was willing to take part could receive a special medal. According to their cultivation, the medals were split into various grades. Every single medal represented battle accomplishments. What the cultivators needed to do was steal the medals in the hands of others as much as possible.
The time limit of the competition was ten days in total. After ten days, the Dragon Arena would reopen, and the cultivators would be able to exchange the medals in their hands for spiritual stones and other resources.
A chaotic battle between ten thousand people!
Li Qingshan understood Si Qing's thoughts. As it turned out, this was the reason why he had made the North Moon send people. Just what was he trying to do? Was it just to satisfy his deviant interests? It probably wasn't that simple!
And, would the cultivators of the various sects and schools really follow his wishes and take part in this chaotic battle?
Immediately, a Golden Core cultivator objected, "Your highness, a competition like this probably doesn't align with the peaceful exchanges that the Exhibition Matches of the Nine Prefectures have always advocated!" Even the Golden Core cultivators from the Hundred Schools of Thought disagreed. "Mighty cultivators fighting like gu insects? What kind of propriety is that?"
The other cultivators said nothing. Gu Yanying and Si Bao exchanged glances. They could vaguely guess what Si Qing was trying to do — he wanted to refine the Dragon Arena into an Asura Field!
The Asura Field was similar to the Gate of Hungry Ghosts. It was a secret treasure that connected to the Asura realm of the six realms of saṃsāra. To open the Gate of Hungry Ghosts, he needed to choose a place where corpses accumulated like Burial Mound mountain and cast down formations meticulously. Only then could it be opened.
In order to refine an Asura Field, one needed to open up a large battlefield, allowing powerful cultivators to fight with all their might. The berserk killing intent and battle intent would merge with the will of the Asura Realm, and the Asura Field would descend upon the world.
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