Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 172 You are frivolous, I am arrogant

It was the dead of winter. Although it was not yet dusk, the warm sun was no longer strong. A northerly wind began to pick up, bringing with it a chill.

Looking at the scene, Zhang Laodao remained calm and shouted loudly, "Ask the Sword Pavilion for the victory!"

In fact, he didn't need to say it, everyone saw the result. Except for the foundation-building cultivator, the other disciples all started talking with their fellow disciples beside them.

"The Sword-Asking Pavilion is indeed strong, having won both arenas!"

"That's right. After all, it's the number one sect in Zhao State..."

"What a joke! When did they seal the first sect? How could the Sword Pavilion win? It's nothing more than taking advantage of the strength of their sword cultivators!"

……

Everyone was talking to each other, some were praising and some were criticizing.

Fortunately, those disdainful people also knew what was right and wrong. They used their magic power to transmit their voices. If the foundation-building cultivators did not force themselves to listen, they would not know what they were saying at all. Otherwise, there would definitely be another disturbance.

After a moment, Zhang Laodao looked at Chen Mu with encouragement in his eyes.

"Purple Maple Forest versus...Shuiyun Gorge!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding disciples collected their thoughts, stopped talking, and stared at the two arenas.

"Who's going?" Chen Mu turned his gaze to Niu Dali and the other man and asked.

"Me!" Without waiting for Lin Xuanming to speak, Niu Dali immediately took two steps at a time and stepped onto the stage in an instant.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he did not stop him, but looked at the opposite side of Niu Dali.

An unprepossessing disciple of Zifenglin, with the cultivation level of the eleventh level of Qi Condensation, and a bitter expression on his face.

"It shouldn't be a big problem..."

Chen Mu pondered for a moment, and no longer lingered on this battle, and looked towards the true teaching arena.

The true disciple of Shuiyunjian who went into battle was named Chen Tian. He was from the same family as him, but unfortunately, not much was known about him.

"Where's Zi Fenglin? Could it be that Jiang Cheng is the one going into battle?"

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, but found that the person who slowly walked onto the stage was not Jiang Cheng, whom he was familiar with, but a handsome young man with white hair.

The two men stood facing each other, Chen Tian looked solemn, as if he knew the white-haired young man opposite him.

"Chen Tian from Shuiyunjian." He spoke slowly and bowed.

The white-haired young man smiled disdainfully and also bowed in response, "Purple Maple Forest Hu Yizhi."

As soon as the words fell, several disciples watching from the stage shouted in surprise, "It turned out to be Hu Yizhi! I've heard from my senior brother that he's the most promising disciple of Zifenglin's generation to achieve foundation building!"

"Why haven't I heard anyone say before that Hu Yizhi has white hair?"

A smug disciple from the Purple Maple Forest nearby explained in a low voice, "Senior Brother Hu's hair color is the result of practicing a secret technique..."

"I see."

After a while, seeing that both arenas were ready, Zhang Laodao raised the protective light curtain again.

"The competition begins!"

"Oh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled sound was heard. Chen Tian shook his wrist, summoning a dark green gust of wind that swept out. At the same time, he flicked his other sleeve, and a sweet scent instantly filled the entire light shield.

However, he did not intend to assess the situation and chose to seize the initiative!
"The bewitching fragrance, it seems that Fellow Daoist Chen uses poison to defeat the enemy, haha... it's a pity that he met me!" Seeing this, the white-haired young man sneered, as if he didn't care about Chen Tian's offensive.

After he muttered something, the dead wood-colored spiritual patterns on his body flashed by, and his body suddenly grew huge, reaching 17 feet.

The next moment, his exposed skin suddenly shrank, and his whole body felt like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. He punched out with two consecutive punches, and waves of invisible power surged up.

The dark green wind blew against his body, but it only corroded a few wounds. Beyond that, it had no effect. "What kind of secret method is this!"

Chen Tian was shocked, but it was too late for him to defend himself in such a hurry. He felt his breathing suddenly tighten, and his whole body was thrown backwards by a huge force, hitting the light curtain behind him hard. He looked listless and spurted out several balls of blood from his mouth.

Hu Yizhi was relentless and did not stop for a moment, chasing after him with big strides and a fierce look.

Seeing this situation, Chen Tian was about to use his magic weapon to stop it for a while so that he could catch his breath, but he suddenly found that the speed of the magic power conversion in his body had dropped significantly and was extremely clumsy.

After this delay, it was too late for him to make any adjustments...

"I surrender!"

"Hmph! You don't have the strength, and your strategy for dealing with the enemy is so casual, what a waste!" Hu Yizi stopped, snorted coldly and said a few words, then retracted his secret technique, his body returned to normal, turned around and bowed to Zhang Laodao.

Zhang Laodao sighed when he saw this, waved his hand to disperse the light curtain and said loudly: "Purple Maple Forest Hu Yizhi wins!"

"Hahaha...this youngster is so frivolous, Sect Master Qin, please don't take it to heart." Liu Cheng chuckled and waved his hands repeatedly.

Sect Leader Qin smiled slightly and ignored him. Instead, he waved his hand and a pill popped out, flying in front of Chen Tian.

Ordinary disciples might not be able to see why Chen Tian was defeated so easily, but he saw it clearly.

One reason is that Hu Yizhi's secret technique makes Chen Tian's poison skills useless.

Secondly, Chen Tian attacked too easily, resulting in a failed attack and falling into the opponent's continuous pursuit, losing the possibility of a reversal...

"Pity."

Chen Tian took the pill, bowed with shame on his face, and then returned to the sect's queue without saying a word.

Just when everyone was marveling at Hu Yizhi's powerful secret technique, suddenly a loud noise caught their attention.

"boom!"

On the inner sect arena, Niu Dali, grinning grimly, was holding a long-handled broadsword in his hand, unleashing a terrifying force that created ripples as he slashed at a giant black iron shield in front of him. Judging from the knife marks on the shield, it had obviously blocked several blows.

"Break it for me!"

Perhaps he noticed everyone's attention, Niu Dali stomped his feet hard and soared into the sky.

The next moment, he clasped his hands together and held the big knife in his hands. In the blink of an eye, he slashed down from the sky. As his magic power surged, a giant knife shadow appeared behind him, terrifying people.

"Boom!"

The huge black iron shield suddenly broke into pieces, revealing the purple maple forest disciple with bloodshot eyes under the protection.

"I surrender!"

At the last moment, he finally came to his senses and shouted urgently!

The cold blade suddenly stopped, and the cold force it brought cut through his purple Taoist robe.

Zhang Laodao nodded and waved his hand to disperse the light curtain: "Niu Dali of Shuiyunjian wins!"

"Hmph!" Niu Dali snorted disdainfully, then flipped the blade over and slammed it hard, knocking the Zifenglin disciple off the stage!
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be imitating Hu Yizhi's arrogant behavior.

"you!"

Two disciples of Zifenglin who were not far from the arena immediately stepped forward and shouted angrily, but before they could say anything else, they were interrupted by Niu Dali's loud shout.

"What are you talking about? If you have the guts, come up on stage!"

The change seems like a competition to see who has the louder voice.

Sect Leader Qin nodded and smiled, then turned to Liu Cheng and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Liu, please restrain your disciple and don't lose your composure..."

(End of this chapter)