Infinite Fighting

"Dong Qin, you've taught the disciples of Liuyun Peak quite well," Ji Ziyan said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Dong Qin's expression changed slightly.

If Ji Ziyan were to openly express his anger, it would only amount to a verbal argument, at most a few exchanges, and that would be the end of it.

But this seemingly indifferent sarcastic remark actually carries a deeper meaning.

Although Ze Yao has won the title of chief in the Fusion Realm of Qing Cang, it is hard to say whether he will live to see tomorrow.

“He is a descendant of my clan. If you give me some face, Liuyun Peak is willing to give that disciple and Li Long some compensation,” Dong Qin said.

“It’s not up to me to decide; you have to ask him yourself,” Ji Ziyan said.

However, before Dong Qin could ask any questions, Zhang Ji moved.

He walked out of the audience seats and headed straight for the teleportation point outside the competition venue.

All eyes were on him, wondering what he was up to.

"Li Long?" Feng Chen seemed to understand something and said, "Don't act rashly!"

“Mr. Feng, I know what I’m doing,” Zhang Ji said to Feng Chen with an extremely gentle expression.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Chen did not stop Zhang Ji, and the others watched the scene quietly.

On the high platform, the ten peak masters each had a different expression, while the divine projection of Sect Leader Chen Hong silently watched.

If things had gone according to the previous rules, he would have already gone down to present the award to Ze Yao, but now he didn't move, and the other peak masters didn't dare to move either.

They wanted to give Zhang Ji a chance, a chance to prove himself and avenge his fellow disciples.

After Zeyou was teleported out of the arena, he thought he would be greeted by Glory, but instead, he was met by the young man with a sword on his back.

The vast venue was completely silent.

Not only here, but countless eyes from the Qingcang Sect are focused on this moment.

If someone is watching this competition using a mobile app, they will be able to see this scene directly.

"My achievements in swordsmanship are actually quite average." This was Zhang Ji's first sentence, and then he added, "If you can withstand this sword strike from me, I will not pursue the matter further."

As he spoke, Zhang Ji took the long sword off his back for the first time and held it in his palm.

This sword was a Xuan-rank magic weapon he chose after winning first place on the Rising Star Ranking.

It has no other special features; it's simply that the material is very tough.

Zhang Ji can use this sword to carry more energy and skills.

Hearing Zhang Ji's words, Ze Yao almost burst out laughing in anger.

What is his identity?
What level of cultivation is it?
At this moment, he is already the chief of the Fusion Realm in this year's Qingcang Grand Competition.

What about Zhang Ji?
The Eighth Heaven of Divine Aperture!
They're way off by more than one major level!
The Heavenly Emperor personally instructed him; was he really so ignorant of his own limitations?
"One sword? Does Li Longtai not even consider Ze You a human being?"

"Is this really something a Divine Aperture Realm cultivator saying to a Fusion Realm cultivator? Did I hear that right?"

"Is the Heavenly Emperor's personal transmission really that powerful? Or does he have some hidden trump card?"

"Is it just a token gesture to save face?"

No one believed that Zhang Ji could defeat Ze Yao with a single sword strike.

Zaoyao didn't feel it either.

He almost laughed, but he held it in.

“During the previous competition, Ze Yao did indeed speak out of anger. Since Junior Brother Li is willing to settle things with a single sword strike, I should not refuse. Please, Junior Brother Li, go easy on me,” Ze Yao said.

At this point, he became polite again.

Unfortunately, it was a bit late.

Some mistakes can only be made once in a lifetime.

Although he didn't think Zhang Ji's sword could hurt him, Ze Yao was still prepared. He gripped the precious sword tightly in his four arms and made a full defensive posture.

He wanted to decisively parry Zhang Ji's sword and truthfully tell everyone that the so-called Heavenly Emperor's personal disciple was just someone with better luck than him.

in the audience.

Yu Cifeng's gaze fell on the sword in Zhang Ji's hand.

He remembered Zhang Ji saying during the previous competition that he usually didn't use that sword.

The actual use of that sword is when one shows disrespect to their opponent.

It now seems that Ze Yao is clearly not taken seriously by Zhang Ji.

But that's to be expected, given what Zeyou said.

However, Yu Cifeng still had some doubts about whether Zhang Ji's sword could truly harm Ze Yao.

After all, he had never seen Zhang Ji draw his sword.

On the other side, Ding Zhuoran, who was also a disciple of the Heavenly Emperor, had his third eye between his eyebrows fully opened.

With this one eye, he can see the past and the future, and understand cause and effect.

This talent earned him a direct ticket to enter the Profound Heart Realm.

That is why he was recognized by the Heavenly Emperor.

At this moment, he was also observing the result of Zhang Ji's sword strike.

"Zhuoran, can he win?" Xu Youjing asked.

Xu Youjing was very curious about the result.

Because Ding Zhuoran couldn't do this when he was at the same level.

Ding Zhuoran did not answer because he could not see the outcome.

The cause and effect surrounding Zhang Ji was too heavy, forming layers upon layers of mist that he could not fathom.

Amidst everyone's anticipation, Zhang Ji's right hand gripped the hilt of his sword.

At this moment, his posture was just like Mikhail's back then.

That contemporary sword saint of the Lan'er world.

He spent 1,456 years developing a sword technique called "Godslayer".

Zhang Ji mastered and countered that move after just one glance.

Now, Zhang Ji has combined the "Intercepting Word Technique" with innovation, using an even lower level of skill and less than one ten-thousandth of his current power to unleash its power. In an instant, the sword is drawn from its sheath, and then it returns to its sheath once more.

Zeyou stood still, his aura gradually dissipating.

The person has been dead for a while.

This sword strike is not just about speed, but also a sword of time and space seeking cause and effect, destined to strike.

Prior to this, Zhang Ji had already used the "Intercepting Word Technique" to calculate and enhance the result he wanted. Under this sword strike, in Zhang Ji's calculation model, the probability of Ze Yao dying without reacting was already over 99%.

Even if a peak master at the Profound Heart Realm were to intervene, it might not be able to save him.

In terms of realm, this sword strike even reached the realm of the Returning to Emptiness.

Zhang Ji turned around and headed back the way he came.

Behind him, Zeyou stood motionless, his eyes lifeless.

A large portion of the audience didn't even see Zhang Ji's sword-drawing movements clearly.

"What's going on? Why did they leave? Weren't they going to draw their swords?"

"The sword has already been drawn, and very quickly, I only sensed a slight fluctuation in blood and qi."

"Why is Zeyou still standing there? Not moving at all!"

"The person has been gone for a while. Although he appears to be unharmed, his body is probably a complete mess inside, with his body particles shredded by the sword intent."

Only then did the many cultivators of the Qingcang Sect finally understand the true value of the Heavenly Monarch's personal instruction.

Why are they able to directly receive the treatment of the peak master?

Just because of that talent alone, the minimum requirement is to become the peak master of the main peak.

Its upper limit is even more unpredictable, with the possibility of breaking through to the point of returning to emptiness.

Dong Qin Zhenren looked very unwell at this moment, because Ze Yao was her descendant and her only son.

Throughout history, the descendants have not been particularly outstanding, and few have achieved success in their spiritual practice.

In this generation, only this one descendant remained, and he possessed some talent for cultivation.

So she poured a lot of resources into nurturing him and making him her successor.

However, at this moment, her legacy has been broken, and all the effort she had put in has been reduced to ashes.

“Dong Qin, although Li Long is no longer holding a grudge, I still am. Give me ten ‘Rejuvenation Fruits’ from your Six Clouds Peak, and I won’t bother with you anymore,” Ji Ziyan said.

"Ten? Are you crazy! My medicinal field only produces three in five thousand years, and you want ten?" Dong Qin said with an ugly expression.

"You won't give them any? Then don't take any of them!" Ji Ziyan said.

"Don't go too far!" Dong Qin said.

“You went too far first. Don’t think I don’t know what tricks you’ve played before.” Ji Ziyan said, “My Xuan Shen Peak’s ‘Azure Dragon Hibernation Technique’ specializes in cultivating divine will. Even if what’s here is just a projection of my divine will, it can still sense your little tricks.”

Dong Qin knew she was in the wrong, so she looked at Chen Hong, only to see that the sect leader had no intention of arguing with them or acting as a peacemaker. She could only suffer in silence.

"Hmph, give it to them to eat! Don't let them stuff themselves!"

With a wave of her hand, Dong Qin tossed ten Rejuvenation Fruits to Ji Ziyan, while simultaneously uttering a seemingly harmless but ultimately harsh remark.

After she finished speaking, her divine projection dissipated.

Having lost so much face, she was really too embarrassed to stay any longer.

The death of Ze Yao was treated as if it never happened. The results of the competition were quickly re-announced, and Xiao Mingyu was awarded the title of Chief of the Fusion Realm of the Qingcang Sect this year.

He had just recovered from his injuries when he was pushed back onto the stage to receive a reward from Chen Hong's divine projection, and he still seemed a little dazed.

Only after he returned to the Suspended God Peak training grounds did someone tell Xiao Mingyu the whole story.

Xiao Mingyu approached Zhang Ji with a complicated expression, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Zhang Ji was the first to smile and say, "Congratulations, Senior Brother Xiao."

"I am unworthy of this honor as the chief disciple of the Fusion Realm of the Qingcang Sect!" Xiao Mingyu said. "Junior Brother Li, you should be the one to receive this honor."

He wanted to give everything he had to Zhang Ji because he felt he was not worthy of him.

This is also a way of expressing gratitude to Zhang Ji.

Xiao Mingyu felt that Zhang Ji was usually gentle and refined, and he always stopped when competing with his fellow disciples. For him to kill Ze Yao with a single sword strike, he must have been extremely angry and furious.

The source of her anger was nothing other than the fact that she had been hurt by Zeyou.

As for whether he was angry because he was looked down upon by Zeyou?
That's actually the least likely.

Given Li's magnanimity, he would never take someone's life just because of a few words of doubt or contempt.

This time, I can only draw my sword to bring honor to my fellow disciples.

"Don't say anything else, that's all yours, Senior Brother Xiao," Zhang Ji interrupted before Xiao Mingyu could finish speaking.

These words only solidified Xiao Mingyu's resolve.

Li Shidi is such a good person, yet he was angered to such an extent by Naze Yao. He truly deserves to die!

After exchanging pleasantries with Xiao Mingyu, Zhang Ji further solidified his public image.

Only now did he have the mind to think carefully about what had happened before.

At that moment, he not only killed Ze Yao, but also used the "Intercepting Word Technique" to seize a portion of his fortune and make it his own.

This is the true application of the "Cutting Character Technique".

The so-called increase in the probability of something happening is a technique or principle it demonstrates.

In fact, its core function is to seize a sliver of heavenly secrets.

When Zeyou and he clashed, their causes and effects became intertwined, and their destinies also collided and fluctuated.

If Zhang Ji faces this calamity head-on, killing him or hindering his fortune will directly devour a portion of his luck, instantly boosting one's own fortune.

Ze Yao is no simple character. Zhang Ji could clearly feel that after absorbing part of his luck, his own fortune improved by at least one-tenth.

Zhang Ji now felt a strange sense of satisfaction, and he felt that many things would happen smoothly and as he wished in the future.

Indeed, that was the case. The inscription of the [Heavenly Will Array Body] within his body was accelerated. Even if he wasn't focused, there would be a correction of his luck, preventing him from going astray, or if he did go astray, it would lead him in a better direction.

If the "Cut-Word Technique" is so useful, wouldn't all those geniuses be like a super tonic?
Zhang Ji's gaze swept towards the top of the audience seats, where all the Zhenwen disciples were, including Ding Zhuoran.

Ding Zhuoran felt a slight chill run down his spine when Zhang Ji looked at him like that. Since he knew the "Intercepting Word Technique," his expression became quite subtle. (End of Chapter)