Zhu Yao smiled even more brilliantly. "So it's little San. Little San doesn't have to be so courteous. Little San has never seen me before, so it's understandable that you don't recognize me. Ancestral Martial Uncle won't blame little San, don't you think so, little San?"
"Thank you, Grand Martial Uncle." He finally felt that there was something wrong with her calling him Little Third.
"You're welcome. I'm old! That's the good thing about being old, you're broad-minded! "
Yan Yuehong: "…" Didn't you say you wouldn't mind?
Puff!
The other two couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Big sis Zhu Yao, are you here to watch my finals?" Wang Xuzhi timely opened his mouth to change the topic. Big sis Zhu Yao was still the same, her mouth was unforgiving.
"Finals? You made it to the finals? " It was already the third day of the Inter-Sect Tournament. It was no wonder that her master had only brought her out today. It was to let her watch the finals.
"Yes, I'm in the Qi Cultivation group." So she didn't know. Wang Xuzhi was a little disappointed, but she instantly cheered up. "The next match is the last round of the Qi Cultivation group. The winner will be in the finals with me."
In other words, the next match would be the semi-finals?
Zhu Yao instantly became spirited, as she looked towards the stage. He noticed that a competition had just ended, and there were disciples cleaning up the area. It was probably a Foundation Building competition, and the winner was a disciple dressed in blue. He should be someone from another sect.
Not long after, the supervising staff announced the start of the next match.
Two white-robed disciples flew into the field at the same time, wearing the same clothes as her. One of them was a middle-aged man in his forties, and the other was about the same age as Wang Xuzhi. However, he didn't look like a handsome young man. Instead, he looked determined and somewhat familiar.
"This person?"
"Big sis Zhu Yao knows this person as well!" Wang Xuzhi explained. "He's the Xiao Yi who heavily injured little fatty Zhao five years ago. Currently, he's an Outer Sect disciple."
So it was that little beggar! No wonder he looked familiar. I didn't expect him to be able to make it to the semifinals, and his cultivation was actually the same as Wang Xuzhi, Great Perfection of Qi Refinement.
"He's quite hardworking." This was definitely a drama of a loser making a comeback.
"Yes." Wang Xuzhi nodded in agreement. As an inner court disciple, he knew very well how difficult it was for an outer court disciple to stand out. "His cultivation was abolished by Master before, but it only took him five years to go from being abolished to cultivating to the Great Perfection of Qi Refinement and rushing into the finals. This person is indeed very talented."
Zhu Yao, who was even more talented, silently rubbed her nose, and decided to focus on the match.
Xiao Yi possessed the Metal and Wood Dual Spirit Veins. The two types of Mystic Arts, one for defense, and the other for offense, complemented each other. He was a top-notch talent. On the other hand, the other party possessed three Spirit Veins of Water, Wood, and Earth. Although his aptitude wasn't as good as the other party's, fortunately, the Spirit Veins complemented each other, so the flexibility of his spells was extremely high, and his casting speed was fast.
The moment he stepped onto the stage, that person slammed his palm onto the ground beneath him, and a wood-type Binding Art was released. The ground trembled, and in an instant, several vines drilled out from beneath Xiao Yi's feet, binding him.
Xiao Yi dodged with a leap, and landed ten meters away. The moment he landed, vines once again appeared beneath his feet, and his speed was nearly twice as fast as before. With such a fast speed, it seemed like the opponent's Mystic Arts were extremely proficient as well.
Xiao Yi could only continuously jump to dodge those vines, and he did not even have the chance to stay on the ground. The opponent revealed a hint of complacency. Forming a seal with one hand, he once again cast an Ice-type Mystic Art, summoning tens of thousands of ice blades to stab towards the person in the sky. Since he could no longer land on the ground, then there was no space left in the sky as well. This was a watertight attack. It must be said that he had thought it through very thoroughly, and basically did not give his opponent any chance to make a move.
Xiao Yi dodged the incoming ice blades in a sorry state. As he put up a barrier to block the attack, he was careful not to be entangled by the vines on the ground. However, if he kept dodging, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
Finally, the barrier could no longer withstand the attack of the ice blades, and shattered with a resounding sound. Xiao Yi had no choice but to summon his flying sword, and with a Falling Sword Technique. Using his spiritual energy, he formed dozens of spiritual swords, and flew towards the opponent. The spiritual swords were formed from spiritual energy, so naturally, they were sharper than the ice blades. In an instant, they shattered the ice blades, and flew straight towards the opponent. Just as he was about to approach the opponent, a large number of vines drilled out from the ground, forming a tree wall, and blocked the opponent's attack.
Taking the opportunity when the opponent returned to defend, Xiao Yi finally found an opportunity to land on the ground, and once again raised his sword. This time, he used Falling Star Flash, and it was no longer ten spiritual swords, rather, ten thousand spiritual swords. They appeared at the same time, and with heavy killing intent, they flew towards the opponent. And the vines that were left on the ground were sliced by the sword energy as well, and even the wall that the opponent had formed with vines was almost completely sliced apart.
However, the opponent did not panic in the slightest, instead, he revealed a hint of a smile. His hands quickly formed a seal, and a bright light shone in his eyes. "Burn!"
The vines that were still lush and green earlier were instantly set ablaze, and in an instant, Xiao Yi was trapped within the huge flames. He had actually long added a fire-type Mystic Art into these vines, and his movements were too fast. No one actually noticed it, and he intentionally allowed the opponent to slice the vines.
And, Xiao Yi had used Falling Star Flash earlier, and materialized a myriad of spiritual swords, which exhausted a huge amount of his energy. Currently, he basically did not have much spiritual energy left. It seemed like he had lost this match.
The opponent laughed lightly, his eyes were filled with complacency, as he looked at the huge flames that filled the sky.
Suddenly, he heard a cold voice from within the huge flames. "Return Formation, activate!"
A gigantic formation lit up in the arena, and the huge flames were instantly extinguished. The opponent who was still laughing earlier felt his blood churning, and with a 'puff', he puked out a mouthful of blood. His Dantian was already completely exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to continue fighting. He could not help but widen his eyes as he looked at the person in front of him who was completely unharmed.
Return Formation, reflecting the caster's Mystic Art. When did he set up this formation? Could it be when he was dodging his vines earlier?
"Victory to Ancient Hill Sect, Xiao Yi!" The judge at the side loudly announced.
Xiao Yi no longer looked at the person on the ground, and turned to walk out of the arena. However, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the direction of the Inner Chamber Disciple. His footsteps paused for a moment, and a moment later, he turned around and walked out.
Zhu Yao was startled. That Xiao Yi was looking towards her earlier?
— — — —
Zhu Yao suddenly had a very strange feeling. This feeling was very familiar. Every time she saw that youth called Xiao Yi, this feeling would appear. In the past, she thought it was a coincidence, but now, she was even suspecting if there was something wrong with her. Logically speaking, as a person who had been a loser in another world for more than twenty years, she should be very interested in this loser's counterattack. However, currently, she did not feel the slightest bit of excitement. Just why was that?
"Big sis Zhu Yao, big sis Zhu Yao." Wang Xuzhi nudged the person at the side who was in a daze.
Only then did Zhu Yao regain her senses. Another match had already begun in the arena, and it was a match between Foundation practitioners. It seemed like it was a rather important match, and the spectators outside the arena were especially passionate.
"Third senior-martial brother will definitely be the first place this time." Wang Xuzhi said, filled with confidence.
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