On the high platform, most of the Innate Experts had a strange look on their faces.
In fact, the battle between the Acquired Cultivators below was not very attractive to them. If they had not known that the glaive was He Yiming's weapon, they would not have paid attention to it.
However, even though there were many experts here, no one had expected the final result to be like this.
One slash. It was only one slash, but the outcome of the battle had been decided.
With everyone's eyesight, it was easy to see that Che Wenjun's slash was not an Innate Cultivation Method like the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
He was just casually and simply slashing his glaive as if he was meeting someone and greeting them out of courtesy.
Among the cultivators who held long weapons, if they were facing each other, most of them would use such a slash to test the opponent.
However, such a slash had inexplicably pinned Lin Baiao to the ground like a nail, and he had not been able to move an inch from the beginning to the end.
Even though they had seen in advance that when Lin Baiao raised his hammers, he had obviously made a move to disperse the force.
However, they did not know why he had suddenly lost his mind and changed his mind to a head-on clash when the glaive and hammers collided. This was the real reason for his defeat.
Of course, the people here did not know that Lin Baiao had already planned for this. Once the glaive and hammers collided, he would immediately disperse the force of the glaive and take advantage of it.
However, the problem was that when the glaive and hammers collided, the two weapons were intimately stuck together, and this sudden change disrupted all of his subsequent moves.
When he realized that the glaive's power was different, he had already lost the opportunity to abandon his hammers and retreat. He was forcibly paralyzed by this incredible force.
Che Wenjun had won in a daze, but his defeat was even more inexplicable.
Zhou Dayan took a deep breath and relaxed the muscles on his face. He turned his head and said, "Brother Yu, congratulations to the Hengshan Sect for winning first."
Lin Baiao and Che Wenjun were the last to fight among the ten groups, but they were the first to determine the winner.
In just a few breaths' time, the victor had been decided with a single slash.
As for the other groups, they were either confronting each other or probing each other.
Without absolute certainty, no one dared to rashly unleash a thunderous strike that would determine life and death.
After all, those who were able to reach this stage were the cream of the crop among the Houtian cultivators. Wanting to win at the final juncture was definitely not an easy task.
Yu Jinglei's face was also filled with surprise and joy. Although he had seen it with his own eyes, he had never thought of such a strange way of winning.
"Brother Zhou, you're too kind. I was just lucky …" Yu Jinglei laughed heartily.
The corner of Zhou Da Tian's mouth twitched slightly. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Brother Yu, the weapon used by your disciple should be Elder He's glaive, right?"
"That's right, this is the weapon that Elder He lent him. After the competition, he still has to return it." Yu Jinglei did not hide it and directly admitted it.
In fact, with He Yiming's reputation, his past deeds had long been dug up, and the glaive was no secret.
Zhou Da Tian was surprised. "Brother He used the glaive and the Five-elemental Ring at the same time. This is considered a legend." After a pause, he looked at He Yiming and asked, "Brother He, you've already condensed the 3 flowers. When you're condensing your crown, which weapon will you choose to use as the bridge to communicate with Heaven and Earth's power?"
He Yiming smiled calmly and replied to him, "The Five-elemental Ring, of course."
He thought to himself, 'Even without the Five-elemental Ring, I would never choose the glaive.'
He Yiming had goosebumps when he thought about merging 108 into his body. Therefore, no matter what, He Yiming would not make such a choice.
Having said that, given his current level of tacit understanding with the 108 treasures, he was not inferior to the other Venerable Ones and their merged treasures.
Zhou Da Tian hesitated for a while before he asked, "Brother He, since you're going to use the Five-elemental Ring, how are you going to deal with the glaive?" He looked at He Yiming and asked seriously, "I'm sure Brother He understands that once you successfully condense the Five-elemental Ring, you won't be able to use another weapon for the rest of your life. If that's the case, can you sell the glaive to the Totem Branch?"
The miraculous power of the glaive had been displayed at a glance today. Although it was only the tip of the iceberg, the eyes of these old fellows present were like torches. They all knew that the reason why Che Wenjun was able to win so easily was because of this miraculous weapon.
Nonetheless, none of them could see the mystery behind it.
Nevertheless, it was precisely because they could not see through it that they became more curious, thus Zhou Da Tian could not help but ask.
He Yiming shook his head and answered, "Brother Zhou, you must be joking. This glaive was given to me by my ancestor. If the glaive exists, I'll live; if I lose it, I'll die."
The second half of his sentence was resolute and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.
Seeing as Ou Yangming had made it clear that he wanted to live and die with the glaive, Zhou Da Tian and the others were reluctant, but they could only say that it was a pity and did not insist anymore.
After an hour, the other 9 battles ended.
Zhou Da Tian's complexion had improved a lot. Although Lin Bai Ao had been inexplicably defeated by Che Wenjun, three of the other four masters of the totem clan had won the final victory.
In the list of the top ten, the totem branch had occupied three places. This result was enough to make any branch feel satisfied.
Once the top 10 winners went on stage, Ai Wenbin encouraged them in front of everyone, then he ordered them to continue fighting to determine the final ranking.
As exciting as the battles between Acquired Stage cultivators were, they would not be valued by Innate Stage powerhouses. Therefore, most people's gazes followed Che Wenjun as she walked.
They all wanted to see what kind of incredible power was hidden in the glaive.
However, it was obvious that the other 9 finalists had also found out about the power of the glaive through various channels. Everyone who met Che Wenjun insisted that they would fight it out with their fists.
Che Wenjun had always been good at fighting, and after entering the top 10, he was not so thick-skinned as to insist on fighting with his weapon.
Therefore, in the next few battles, Che Wenjun kept exchanging blows with his opponents. Although their battles were applauded by the Acquired Stage cultivators, the Innate Stage powerhouses on stage were greatly disappointed.
Even though Che Wenjun did not make it into the top three, Yu Jinglei and himself were both satisfied with this result.
After the Grand Competition ended, Ai Wenbin announced that the disciples of the Grand Shen Kingdom's Spirit Firmament Palace would spar with the disciples of the Heavenly Pool Mountain the next day.
Cheers erupted from the crowd, and the disciples of the various branches were the happiest.
This competition was obviously a traditional event. Zhang Zhongchi and the rest of the people looked calm. Only He Yiming was participating in it for the first time. However, when he saw those Acquired Realm disciples of the Grand Divine Wind Palace who came from afar, he had already guessed the general situation, so he was not too surprised.
That night, in the courtyard of the Hengshan Sect, everyone, from Yu Jinglei to the ordinary disciples, were in high spirits.
After 80 years, the Hengshan Sect had finally obtained another Innate Golden Elixir through the Grand Competition.
This was of great significance to the sect, and Yu Jinglei carefully kept the Golden Elixir. Obviously, although this Golden Elixir was obtained by Che Wenjun, he would not have the chance to consume it.
Che Wenjun respectfully came to He Yiming's side and handed over the large glaive with both hands. He said respectfully, "Thank you Elder He for lending me the glaive, otherwise I would not have been able to enter the top 10 today."
He Yiming smiled and said, "Che Wenjun, after you entered the top 10, why did you agree to let others use their fists? If you insisted on using weapons, even after drawing lots, you would have at least a 50% chance of entering the top 10. "
Che Wenjun said seriously, "I know that the glaive is extremely powerful, but this is not my true strength. If I want to enter the Innate Stage in the future, then I have to abandon all external forces and cultivate diligently. That is why I chose to give up the glaive. " He paused, and a look of shame appeared on his face. He said, "But in this way, I did not enter the top 3, and have embarrassed the sect."
Yu Jinglei waved his hand and said, "Wenjun, you did the right thing. If you still rely on the glaive after entering the top 10, then no one will think highly of you."
Che Wenjun's back was suddenly covered in cold sweat. He respectfully excused himself and returned to his room to receive the congratulations of his fellow disciples.
Although he had made a great contribution today, the status of the people here made him feel extremely constrained. Only after he left did he let out a long sigh of relief. However, in his heart, he had also made up his mind to break through to the Xiantian realm in the future and become one of the elders.
He Yiming took the glaive and went out. When he returned, his hands were empty.
Although Yu Jinglei and the others were puzzled and could not figure out where He Yiming had put the glaive, but since he was unwilling to mention it, they naturally pretended to be deaf and dumb.
In the next three days, the disciples of the Grand Divine Wind Palace and the Heavenly Lake's main branch competed with each other, and each had their own victories and defeats.
This was the peak competition between the younger disciples of the two places, and naturally attracted a lot of attention.
However, in the end, a Houtian cultivator from the Grand Divine Wind Palace came out on top, and suppressed everyone to obtain the final victory.
Zhu Baqi's face did not look good, and he shouted from the high platform.
"This boy is already over 40 years old this year, and He Yiming from our Hengshan branch is not even 20 years old this year. Why don't we let them compete?"
As soon as these words came out, there was silence on and off the stage. Everyone's face was filled with an extremely strange expression.
Zhang Zhongyun's originally smiling face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.
In terms of youth, who could compare with He Yiming? But to expect him to compete …
Ai Wenbin reprimanded him verbally, but from his expression, one could tell that he was feeling very good in his heart.
Thus, this year's competition of Hengshan finally came to an end. As for how many people were happy and how many were sad, no one cared.
At this time, He Yiming welcomed another matter that gave him a headache!
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