The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 22: Gambling at Tianbao Mountain (Part )
"This cultivator who uses the knife is really strong. He is only in the early stage of Purple Mansion in Qi training! Killing that one-horned old loach is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables!" In a private room, there was a cultivator who bet on the one-horned old monster. Seeing that the man with the knife won, he was not angry but exclaimed in amazement.

"That's not so bad. Although the one-horned old monster has a perfect purple palace and relies on his powerful monster body, he is ultimately a cultivator who practices Qi flow. Judging from the close combat methods of the man with the knife, the divine and demonic body training method he practiced is probably also extremely powerful!" The discerning fellow cultivator immediately replied.

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"The God and Demon Body Training Stream is indeed the one that crushes the Qi Training Stream. It is easy to cross a small realm."

Words like these were heard in countless private rooms on the second floor of the hall, and everyone was surprised at how easily the knife-wielding man won.

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The time of an incense stick passed in the blink of an eye.

More than ten battles have been fought in the arena. Each winning monk will have a moment to rest and then wait for a new opponent.

The young man sitting cross-legged with a sheathed long sword on his legs was particularly conspicuous. Just now, he had won three games in a row. It can be said that if he stopped now, he could leave the stage safely with 150 yuan liquid. But he had already shown his determination with his actions while sitting cross-legged under the ring.

"In the next match, the Knife Wielder, who was the first to achieve three consecutive victories tonight, will fight against the Wind and Thunder Sword."

The battle on the field had already ended, and a handsome monk in blue immediately came on stage, announcing the next cultivator to duel.

"Wind and Thunder Sword? Where did this immortal cultivator come from?" Before the Tianbaoshan cultivator finished speaking, a cultivator heard this extremely unfamiliar name and looked confused.

"Didn't you hear that?"

"Let's take a look first!"

A young man in a black robe gradually walked out from the shadows deep in the hall. His handsome face looked even more heroic in the bright hall.

Under the ring, a young man who was sitting cross-legged in meditation picked up the sheathed long sword lying across his legs and stood up.

The two of them arrived at the two crystal columns in the center of the arena almost at the same time, regardless of order.

"The man holding the knife is in the early stage of Qi training in the Purple Palace, and the God and Demon is in the late stage of body training in the Purple Palace!"

"Wind and Thunder Sword, Qi training Purple Palace early stage, God and Demon Body training Purple Palace early stage!"

The beautiful blue-robed Purple Mansion monk's light and clear voice echoed in the hall, but it was like a huge stone dropped into the hearts of the immortal cultivators watching the battle in the hall, causing a huge wave of shock.

"What? What about the Wind and Thunder Sword Qi training and body training are both in the early stage of Purple Mansion?"

"The knife-wielding man is so powerful, is there no one left in Tianbao Mountain? Why did they choose a cultivator in the early stage of Purple Mansion to take the stage!"

All the cultivators were talking to each other, but no one suggested stopping it. Some of them could pour all their essence fluid on the knife-wielding man, which was a good way to make money, so who would be stupid enough to stop it?

The young man with a knife on the ring looked directly at Ji Xiaoshan with some curiosity and surprise in his eyes.

"Ji Xiaoshan!" Ji Xiaoshan saw that both sides had tested their cultivation, and the formation covering the arena was quietly activated, and he immediately saluted with his fists. The strength displayed by the young man in front of him was worthy of his solemnity.

"Wan Nian Feng!" the man holding the knife replied, "Early Purple Mansion period? I won't show mercy!"

The young man was somewhat surprised by Ji Xiaoshan's seriousness. After leaving his name, he swung his sword. He had taken off the scabbard of the long sword at some point, revealing a blade that was cold and icy. Even though he had killed several cultivators in a row, the blade was still as sharp as snow.

"Brother Wan, just go for it with all your strength. If you hold back a little, the fight will be unsatisfactory!" Ji Xiaoshan laughed heartily, and as he spoke, a gorgeous long sword with a deep purple color appeared in his hand. The long sword had no sheath but its edge was restrained, like a gorgeous ornament.

"Come on!" Ji Xiaoshan shouted and took the lead to step forward holding the Wind and Thunder Sword.

The black-robed youth was agile, and although his steps were not mysterious, his movements were all open and close, but his speed was not slow. The peak of the innate red-bright divine power was running wildly in his body, and the blade of the wind-lightning sword in his hand was flashing with a mysterious and sharp light.

The red-haired young man holding the knife had eyes like lightning, and he shouted loudly, launching an attack almost at the same time. He flashed across the space in an instant, and the long knife with a deep chill and endless energy chopped towards Ji Xiaoshan fiercely.

"boom!"

Swords and knives collided in the center of the arena, and a huge roar echoed throughout the hall.

The battle had just begun, and both of them were practicing divine body and qi training. In the first duel, they both used the brute force of divine body.

"Red Bright Nine Heavens Diagram!"

Both of them were shocked. Although Ji Xiaoshan had the upper hand, he was still pushed back seven or eight steps.

The divine power of the devil's body refining from the opponent's long sword was the Chiming divine power that he was very familiar with, but Wan Nianfeng's cultivation was much stronger than his. He must have cultivated the "Chiming Nine Heavens Diagram" to the seventh level.

But the red-haired man with the knife was fighting with Ji Xiaoshan with the knife, and he was also retreated three steps due to the huge force from the collision of the swords.

“No, your Chi Ming Jiu Tian Tu is a little weak, you probably haven’t broken through the Purple Palace yet!” Wan Nian Feng said in surprise, “You dare to wrestle with me with just the innate perfection, you are quite courageous. If this is all you have, then just wait for your defeat!”

"Give up? The fun has just begun! It's too early to say that!"

Ji Xiaoshan gathered the divine power in his body that was a little messy due to the violent collision, and a wind-lightning sword appeared out of thin air in his left hand. He held the sword with both hands, and sword shadows appeared around his body.

"Boom!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

“Zheng!” “Zheng!” “Zheng!”

Above the arena, while Ji Xiaoshan held the sword in both hands, bursts of war drums roared along with the sharp sound of the pipa. The sword shadows were like swimming dragons, and seemed to turn into gorgeous notes, composing a magnificent melody with the sound of drums and pipa.

Countless sword shadows were attached to Ji Xiaoshan's wind and thunder swords. The purple and green swords were covered with a gray sword light, which was breathtaking as it flickered.

Countless sword shadow notes flew towards Wan Nianfeng, bringing with them a hint of soul-stirring music, constantly disturbing the mind of the young man holding the knife.

"The true meaning of Tao that is about to reach the realm of Tao? Humph!" Wan Nianfeng sneered when he saw that the arena within a mile radius was filled with the unknown true meaning of Tao.

The young man's eyes were bright, his hands tightly grasped the handle of the knife, and he slashed at Ji Xiaoshan with the knife. A penetrating knife energy quietly separated from the blade, and the appearance of being about to separate was like a double knife slash.

His sword skills were ferocious, and each of his sword strikes seemed to contain the power to destroy the world. The sword force enveloped the black-robed young man holding the sword like a violent storm.

Ji Xiaoshan's clumsy body movements responded to the extremely exquisite swordsmanship in the Ten Thousand Swords Song. He brandished the Wind and Thunder Sword, and the sword body changed like light and shadow, extremely agile, like a dancing melody, resolving Wan Nianfeng's fatal attacks time and time again.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

As the battle continued, both sides gradually exerted their full strength.

The continuous roars were deafening, and the solid stone arena had already been shattered by the sword and knife energy.

In this fierce battle of life and death, no one can predict the final outcome, only the collision of endless light and vitality continues to erupt.

Amidst a cloud of dust, two people were seen facing each other on the stage.

Wan Nianfeng's sword was different from the previous ones, with the sword energy and the long sword connected end to end, like a duet between swordsmen. An inexplicable state of mind of Tao was added to it, making the power of this sword technique extremely astonishing.

Ji Xiaoshan's black robe turned into wisps, bright red blood intertwined with ragged black cloth strips, tiny knife auras splashed, and his body was covered with dense scars.

The most conspicuous thing was the scar on his chest. The wound started from the left shoulder and went across the entire chest. The flesh and blood were rolled up and the bones were visible. If it was just a little bit more, Ji Xiaoshan would have been cut in half.

This long wound was extremely difficult to heal. The Chi Ming divine power in Ji Xiaoshan's body continued to surge towards the wound, but it seemed as if there was an inexplicable force entangled with it, preventing the divine body from healing.

At the other end of the ring, the young man holding the knife was also in a state of disgrace. Under his tall and sturdy figure, his clothes that were shredded by the countless sword forces revealed his tight muscles, a pair of thick eyebrows like sharp swords, his eyes were still bright, and his red-bright body was also covered with wounds and scars.

"You are very good. Although your innate perfect divine body is at a disadvantage against me, your state of mind of Tao is slightly stronger than mine. But I still have some strength left. Can you pick up your sword now?" Wan Nianfeng panted heavily, his voice low.

"Remaining strength?" Ji Xiaoshan stared at the young man not far in front of him, and his powerful spiritual thoughts gushed out like a river. Inside the storage magic weapon, a set of ninety-six human-grade top-grade flying swords were suspended above Ji Xiaoshan like covering the sky and the sun, and each sword exuded an extremely strong aura.

"Are you coming again?" Ji Xiaoshan asked. Although he was seriously injured, he did not show any weakness.

"Come!" Wan Nianfeng said in a firm tone.

Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiaoshan controlled the flying swords. Sword shadows attached to each flying sword, and an inexplicable aura filled the entire hall.

However, countless sword shadows formed a long dragon of sword shadows flying in the air with each sword as the center. The ninety-six sword shadows were extremely condensed, overlapping and merging with each other. The sword shadows quickly solidified, and the ninety-six phantoms became more and more real...

A silver-white sword dragon gradually appeared before the eyes of countless immortal cultivators...

It’s time to start learning card climax, brothers!

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(End of this chapter)