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"Yun Zhankong, you've really hidden yourself well for today!"
Lu Tianyuan's face was livid as he said coldly, "You have a genius disciple, but you keep it a secret and live with it every day. Don't you feel tired?"
He knew very well that Yun Zhankong had prepared and hidden for so long just to amaze everyone at the three sects gathering held by the Fallen Star Sect. What was his real purpose?
Because he, Lu Tianyuan, was the Sect Master of the Fallen Star Sect!
Yun Zhankong's real purpose was to slap Lu Tianyuan's face and destroy his prestige.
This was Yun Zhankong's revenge for Lu Tianyuan suppressing him all this while.
However, Yun Zhankong had prepared for several years just to take revenge on Lu Tianyuan. Then, he slapped the entire Fallen Star Sect's face and even came here to do it!
If Lu Tianyuan had known the true strength of the Flying Cloud Sect's disciples, the location of the three sects gathering this time wouldn't be the Fallen Star Sect. He would have given up the hosting rights.
Since the three sects formed an alliance, the reason why there had never been a last place host wasn't because the sect's disciples happened to be strong when it was their turn to host, but because the host thought that their disciples weren't strong enough, so they could give up the hosting rights to the sect with outstanding disciples.
In history, there were two records where the Fallen Star Sect hosted the three sects gathering instead of the Flying Cloud Sect. It was because the Flying Cloud Sect's disciples were mediocre and the Fallen Star Sect's disciples were outstanding.
Holding the Three Sects' Gathering would exhaust the sect's financial resources and energy. If they were to come in last place, they would lose money and face. There was nothing more shameful than this!
Therefore, the three sects tried their best to avoid this embarrassment.
However, the three sects gathering had already started, and it was impossible to stop it. Yun Zhankong had been hiding Yun Feng's true strength on purpose just for this moment. He wanted the Fallen Star Sect to have no choice but to host the three sects gathering and then give the Fallen Star Sect a hard slap.
"Lu Tianyuan, didn't you crush your peers? Didn't you defeat me in the Three Sects Conference? Didn't you defeat me in many duels? But today, as the sect leader, you're the complete loser. I, Yun Zhankong, am the real winner. Hahahaha …! "
When Yun Zhankong saw that Lu Tianyuan's face was ashen and his heart was filled with anger, he was incomparably happy and secretly laughed in his heart.
However, the competition was not over yet. These words were still left for after the Flying Cloud Sect became the first of the three sects.
Yun Zhankong chuckled and said, "I'm not tired at all. Lu Tianyuan, I've waited a long time for this day. Moreover, you don't know how happy I was because I knew that this day would come. Especially because every day that passes brings me closer to today. So, I'm happier every day, and today is the happiest day of all! Hahahaha … "
The more Yun Zhankong spoke, the prouder and happier he became. In the end, he let out a wild laugh.
Not to mention that the Falling Star Sect's people were displeased and furious, even the Spirit Moon Sect's people were secretly frowning as they disliked Yun Zhankong's arrogance.
Right now, the Flying Cloud Sect had not gotten first place yet, but Yun Zhankong acted as if the first place already belonged to the Flying Cloud Sect. Not only did he not put the Falling Star Sect in his eyes, he also did not put the Spirit Moon Sect in his eyes.
The Spirit Moon Sect's first disciple, Mo Xilan, was a peak Seven Star Martial Saint. With her strength, if an Eight Star Martial Saint did not appear, who would dare to say that they could defeat her?
Whether it was the Perfected Elders of the Spirit Moon Sect or the disciples of the Martial Saints, they did not believe that the Flying Cloud Sect could get first place!
Therefore, Yun Zhankong's pride made the Spirit Moon Sect's people feel especially disgusted.
"Senior Sister Zeng, let him know the power of our Spirit Moon Sect's disciples!"
A Spirit Moon Sect's disciple shouted, looking forward to Zeng Jingru defeating Yun Bin to vent the resentment in his heart.
Zeng Jingru clenched her fist and made a gesture of victory, causing the Spirit Moon Sect's disciples to cheer.
On the opposite side, the Flying Cloud Sect's disciple, Yun Bin, looked at Zeng Jingru with a smile and said, "Junior Sister Zeng, you're not my match!"
Zeng Jingru coldly snorted and said, "We'll only know after we fight!"
Yun Bin chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll let you know the difference between you and me!"
As he spoke, Yun Bin's aura soared and released his cultivation. A surge of aura spread out, causing the surrounding space to shake and a circular wave to surge.
Zeng Jingru's expression changed slightly. The spectators were also shocked. The cultivation that Yun Bin displayed was shockingly — the late stage of the seventh level.
Whether it was the Spirit Moon Sect or the Falling Star Sect, they had heard that the Flying Cloud Sect's first disciple, Yun Bin, had a cultivation of the middle stage of the seventh level.
However, the Flying Cloud Sect had also released false information in this regard. Yun Bin was not at the middle stage of the seventh level, but at the late stage of the seventh level.
Although the middle stage of the seventh level and the late stage of the seventh level were both Seven Star Martial Saints and belonged to the same realm and there was not much difference between them, for martial artists who could not challenge those of a higher level, a higher cultivation was a great advantage.
None of the Martial Saints who could become Marquises were weak. Therefore, after becoming a Seven Star Martial Saint, the difficulty of challenging those of a higher level would increase. Even if there was only a slight difference in cultivation, for a large number of Seven Star Martial Saints, it was difficult to reverse the situation.
Of course, the premise was that the strength of the astrology was the same.
Zeng Jingru quickly regained her composure and shouted, "A martial artist's strength is not only based on cultivation, but also on astrology!"
Whoosh —
As her voice fell, a ray of starlight rushed out from between Zeng Jingru's eyebrows and turned into a green star above her.
On the star, there were dense vines growing, green leaves overlapping, and blue waves like the sea. It was a wood-based astrology.
Zeng Jingru knew that her cultivation was inferior, so she had to use the power of astrology to have a chance of winning. Therefore, she decisively used the Green Vine Astrology, which was a mid-level astrology.
The Green Vine Astrology poured down endless power of the stars. The power of the stars condensed into the shape of vines, which was extremely special.
Zeng Jingru waved her hand and two vines shot out like arrows, shooting towards Yun Bin.
At the same time, she stomped her legs and two vines on the ground grew wildly, wrapping around Yun Bin's legs.
Yun Bin smiled slightly. He was not afraid of Zeng Jingru's attack at all. A ray of starlight rushed out from between his eyebrows as he used his astrology.
In an instant, a star covered in flames appeared above Yun Bin. He used the Flame Astrology. The fire was mighty and the aura was shocking. In terms of grade, it was even better than Zeng Jingru's astrology.
A red metal fan engraved with flame runes appeared in Yun Bin's hand. It was a mid-level spirit artifact.
With a wave of the red metal fan, the fan blade was like a knife, slashing out an extremely sharp red light.
Where the red light passed, the vines were cut in half and instantly infected by the flames.
"Thousand Hands and Hundred Arms!"
Zeng Jingru shouted. Her celestial essence revolved, and her strength erupted as she madly attacked Yun Bin.
Countless vines stretched out from behind Zeng Jingru and attacked Yun Bin. It was really like a thousand hands and hundred arms. The dense attack was extremely terrifying.
"Burn in all directions!"
Yun Bin shouted coldly, his voice revealing a sense of awe.
Shua —
The Flame Astrology suddenly poured down endless power of the fire star. It was all guided by the red metal fan in Yun Bin's hand and shot out in all directions.
The countless vines were blocked by the red flames and were unable to attack. Instead, more than half of them were burned away.
Fire restrained wood. Zeng Jingru's strength was inferior to Yun Bin's. Naturally, she was suppressed by Yun Bin. Her attacks were easily broken by Yun Bin.
"Plucking leaves to hurt people, Meteor Fall, kill!"
Zeng Jingru's celestial essence revolved to the limit, and the Green Vine Astrology trembled. Obviously, she was exerting her strength beyond her usual state, displaying a unique skill that she could not display in her usual state.
The Green Vine hung down, and countless leaves were swept down by Zeng Jingru.
Then, in Zeng Jingru's hand, these Green Vine leaves were like stones turning into gold. They turned into extremely sharp weapons and all of them shot towards Yun Bin.
No wonder this move was called Meteor Fall. The sharp leaves were indeed like meteors falling from the sky.
"It's time to end this!"
Yun Bin's expression remained unchanged as he shouted coldly, "Sparks Fly, Cold Stars Fill the Sky!"
In an instant, the red metal fan in Yun Bin's hand continuously shot out as fast as lightning.
Sparks flew in front of him like a sky full of twinkling stars.
With a series of crackling sounds, the dense vines and leaves were all extinguished by the flying sparks.
"Break —!"
At this time, a red light crossed the sky and shot towards Zeng Jingru under the sky full of sparks.
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