An incense stick worth of time passed quickly. Lu Ye stood up and walked to his battlefield.
Myriad Demon Ridge's side immediately faced a tall man. This man was bare-chested and had thick hair on his chest. What was even more eye-catching was the pair of horns on his head.
This was a Monster Cultivator!
Tall and sturdy figures and vigorous blood and Qi were the characteristics of many Yao cultivators, so they were very suitable to walk the path of body cultivation. The major sects also liked to recruit such Yao cultivators. With a little training and training, they would be good disciples.
This Monster Cultivator also held a round shield the size of a washbasin in one hand. Looking at the Spirit Aura, it was obvious that this was a good Spirit Artifact.
Myriad Demon Ridge's response was obvious. Since Lu Ye, a Fifth-Order cultivator, had strength and speed that surpassed a Sixth-Order, they would not let an Armament Cultivator fight. Because even if they were both Armament Cultivators, they would not be able to compare in strength and speed. Just having a higher cultivation was meaningless. The few Armament Cultivators who had fought before were the best examples.
Since Armament Cultivators were not available and Ghost Cultivators were few in number, they were not suitable for head-on combat. Therefore, they could only choose Body Cultivators and Spirit Cultivators.
Lu Ye's offensive power was indeed very strong. Since that was the case, they would use a strong defence to deal with him. After seeing Lu Ye's previous battles, Myriad Demon Ridge did not expect to take him down in a few battles, but there would come a time when he could not hold on. When that time came, Myriad Demon Ridge would be able to pick the fruits of victory.
"Blue Blood Sect, Lu Ye!" Lu Ye was still polite.
The Monster Cultivator's mouth twitched. He did not want to respond, but if he did not respond, it would seem that he was afraid of Lu Ye. So, he shouted, "Hundred Barbarian Mountain, Niu Meng!"
When his voice fell, he raised the shield Spirit Artifact on his arm and poured his Spirit Qi into it. The shield's defence expanded, forming a barrier that covered a radius of one meter in front of him.
His vitality began to boil as he gathered his Spirit Qi to form a second layer of defence around his body. He assumed a defensive posture.
This was the plan his Senior Brother had formulated when he was preparing to go on stage. He was good at blocking others' attacks, but he was not good at offense. His speed was not as good as his opponent's, so his Senior Brother had told him to defend himself as soon as he went on stage. He did not need to do too much, just focus on defending against the attacks of Blue Blood Sect and try to delay as much as possible to consume his opponent's physical strength and energy.
He did as he was told.
However, the expected attack didn't come. He raised his eyes and looked forward through his spirit tool, but he saw that Lu Ye didn't charge at him like he had in the previous battle. Instead, he stood quietly in place, looking at him indifferently.
Fierce Bull scratched his head and turned to look at his senior brothers and sisters. Clearly, he wanted to ask them how they should deal with this situation.
The several Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters were also dumbfounded. They hadn't expected Lu Ye, who had been so aggressive and aggressive just a moment ago, to suddenly change.
An Eighth Order cultivator who also had the characteristics of a Monster Cultivator said, "If he doesn't come over, kill him and force him to fight you!"
Stalling for time was clearly advantageous to Lu Ye. The Heaven's Secret Contract had a three-day time limit, so the Myriad Demon Ridge didn't want to stall for time no matter what. They wanted nothing more than to keep fighting with Lu Ye. If it weren't for Li Baxian's strenuous efforts, they wouldn't have given him the time it takes for an incense stick to burn after each battle.
"Oh!" Fierce Bull responded, raised his spirit tool, and rushed towards Lu Ye. Although his speed wasn't fast, his momentum was astonishing, giving off the feeling of a wall crashing into him.
After entering the Spirit Stream Battlefield for so long, this was the first time Lu Ye had encountered an opponent who had put up such a strong defence before the battle had even begun. He didn't rush over immediately and was just looking for a flaw in his opponent's defence, but after looking around, there didn't seem to be any.
Seeing that his opponent was already rushing over, he could only take action. The distance between them quickly closed, and when it was about time, Fierce Bull pulled back his arm slightly before pushing it out again.
At that moment, the Spirit Qi barrier formed from the shield spirit tool on his arm expanded outwards, as if a real wall was crashing into Lu Ye!
If this hit landed, Lu Ye would at least be dizzy for a while, if not broken bones or broken tendons.
Fortunately, Lu Ye sensed that something was wrong and leapt up, flying over Fierce Bull's head and slashing down with his saber.
Fierce Bull raised his hand, using the defensive power of his spirit tool to block this attack. Before he could turn around, the sound of a saber slicing through the air came from behind him.
A saber light flashed, and Fierce Bull felt his protective spirit power and Blood Qi being sliced apart. Pain radiated from his back, and he hurriedly turned around, throwing out a punch.
However, Lu Ye had already retreated, and his punch hit thin air.
In an instant, the exchange of blows ended with a wound on the back of this demon cultivator called Fierce Bull.
"Ouch!" Fierce Bull's nostrils flared, and his eyes turned red. The intense pain filled his already dull mind with rage, and he only wanted to crush this enemy in front of him!
This was the disadvantage of Demonic Beasts. When their cultivation level wasn't high, their intelligence wasn't high, and they were easily influenced by their bestial instincts. This situation would only improve after reaching the Cloud River Tier.
With this thought in mind, he reached out to grab Lu Ye. His large, fan-like hand opened wide, almost completely blocking Lu Ye's vision.
Lu Ye lowered his body, slid under Fierce Bull's armpit, and arrived behind him again. He slashed down at the same spot!
Fierce Bull staggered, and blood flowed from his back, dyeing the ground red.
He turned around again, wanting to fight again, but another thunderous voice called out, "Admit defeat!" It was the Eighth Order Senior Brother who couldn't stand it anymore. He knew that his Junior Brother Bull would die if they continued fighting, so he rushed out, grabbed Fierce Bull's horns, and dragged him back into the crowd.
Fierce Bull was at a loss …
Lu Ye didn't chase after him. He felt that his opponent this time was a little silly, but this Demonic Beast was indeed powerful. He didn't die after taking two slashes from him. One had to know that each slash was enhanced with Sharpness Spirit Runes. An ordinary Sixth Order would have been cut in half, but although Fierce Bull's injuries weren't light, they weren't life-threatening.
This made him realize that if he were to fight against a Demonic Beast in the future, he would have to slash a few more times.
"Little Junior Brother, do you need to rest?" Li Baxian asked with concern.
"No need!" Lu Ye shook his head and looked at the Myriad Demon Ridge camp.
Another sturdy Body Cultivator stepped forward with a solemn look on his face.
Twenty breaths later, this Body Cultivator fell into a pool of blood, a huge wound on his neck bleeding profusely as his body twitched …
Although this guy was also a Body Cultivator, he didn't have Fierce Bull's innately strong physique, so he couldn't escape death.
Battle after battle continued, and unless Lu Ye needed to rest, the Myriad Demon Ridge side would send a new challenger onto the stage every time a battle ended.
The Myriad Demon Ridge side originally planned to use Body Cultivators to consume Lu Ye's physical strength and energy, but after a few battles, they helplessly found that although this idea was good, it couldn't be implemented because even Body Cultivators couldn't resist Lu Ye's slashes!
The Spirit Artifact in the hands of this Blue Blood Sect disciple was too sharp!
The defence and physique that Body Cultivators relied on to survive was simply too fragile in front of his long sabre. This was proven after Lu Ye shattered a Body Cultivator's defensive Spirit Artifact with just three slashes!
That was a defensive Spirit Artifact. Even if it was only a Low-Rank Spirit Artifact, it was still a defensive Spirit Artifact. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
The Myriad Demon Ridge side tried to send out a few more Body Cultivators, but the results were even worse. Because of the limitations of the arena, the Body Cultivators could only be twenty metres away from Lu Ye at most.
With Lu Ye's full speed, he could cross the distance of twenty metres in three breaths. It was easy to imagine what would happen to a Body Cultivator after getting close to a Body Cultivator.
As night fell, the cultivators of Grand Heaven Alliance were talking loudly. Some were even drinking wine and playing the zither. It was extremely lively.
On the other hand, the Myriad Demon Ridge side was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere like a fog on a cloudy day. All the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators had ugly expressions, as if their parents had died.
There was no other reason. Lu Ye had been waiting in the arena for half an hour, but no one came up to fight!
Throughout the day, more than a dozen people had been killed by Lu Ye. Even the best Sixth Order cultivators couldn't last more than thirty breaths in front of Lu Ye. Most of them were either killed or injured after a few slashes. Those who shouted quickly could admit defeat to save their lives, but those who shouted slowly could only die on the spot.
In short, the people of Myriad Demon Ridge were scared of killing!
No one dared to go up to fight easily anymore, even if the person standing there was a living treasure trove.
Moreover, with each victory, Lu Ye's body had undergone some wonderful changes. His Blood Qi and murderous aura condensed around him, forming an indescribable momentum. It seemed to be the manifestation of his own beliefs. He was unstoppable and invincible!
"Brother Li, if your Junior Brother doesn't die this time, his future will be boundless," a Spirit Stream List Master from Grand Heaven Alliance said to Li Baxian.
The corners of Li Baxian's mouth almost reached his ears as he laughed heartily, "My Junior Brother, of course."
"Brother Li, you know what I'm talking about."
Li Baxian's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer. It wasn't easy to answer.
"Invincible posture, the blessing of Heaven's Secret!" Li Baxian didn't answer, but someone beside him spoke up. It was another Spirit Stream List Master. Obviously, he had also noticed something.
Li Baxian smiled gently, "It's still too early to say."
"There are already signs." That person slowly shook his head.
The blessing of Heaven's Secret was something that only existed in legends. In the Nine Continents, in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, Heaven's Secret was everywhere. It was said that those with invincible posture would be able to obtain the blessing of Heaven's Secret and be reborn.
Being invincible was a saying, an aura, and a belief. In order to form this belief, one had to accumulate it through battle after battle. When the accumulation reached a limit, one would be able to trigger the will of the heavens and obtain its blessings.
However, since ancient times, there were many cultivators in the Nine Continents, but only a few had obtained the blessing of Heaven's Secret. The last time it appeared was a few dozen years ago.
The person who was blessed by Heaven's Secret was called Feng Wujiang!
Coincidentally, this person was also a disciple of the Blue Blood Sect.
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