Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 245 Challenge
It was still early before noon, so instead of rushing to the central arena, everyone accompanied the Yin siblings and Lin Li to other arenas to try their skills.

Yin Rong is the most advanced of the three siblings, having reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, while her two younger brothers are only at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

So they challenged the disciples of Chongshui Sect who were at the third and fifth levels of Qi Refining, respectively.

They thought they were a level above their opponent, and even if they couldn't win, they could at least fight to a standstill.

Who knew that after the fight began, they couldn't even last the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before being easily sent off the stage.

Only after they actually fought each other did they realize what it was like to fight against a true disciple of a major sect.

The Golden Core sects have been able to consistently produce Golden Core cultivators for thousands of years. The sects' spells, physical techniques, and combat experience have all been refined and refined by generations of Golden Core cultivators, which can be considered very reasonable.

When Foundation Establishment families or independent cultivators challenge disciples of major sects, it is equivalent to simultaneously challenging the wisdom of countless Golden Core cultivators accumulated over thousands of years.

This gap cannot be bridged by just one or two minor advancements.

It's a consensus in the cultivation world that for a rogue cultivator without any foundation to fight against a disciple of a major sect, they need at least a three-minor-level advantage.

After this battle of wits, the Yin siblings finally gave up completely.

They saw the gap between themselves and the genius cultivators of the major sects, a gap that could never be bridged.

At the same time, they couldn't help but think that they regarded the disciples of those major sects at the same level as insurmountable mountains.

But weren't those disciples also insurmountable mountains when they looked at Brother Xiao and Ming Ying?

I wonder what level Brother Xiao and the others have reached. They are truly the top figures among the young cultivators of the Western Continent.

Thinking this way, they were even more eager for the battle of wits between Ming Yingxiao and Chen Xiao.

Noon arrived quickly.

All the other arenas ceased their challenges, and the cultivators all converged on the central arena.

Based on the experience of the past few days, the leader of the Chongshui Sect, the Three Mysterious Immortals, will descend upon the central arena every noon to watch the challenges.

Generally, experts who consider themselves experts would choose this time to challenge Chen Xiao, in order to make a name for themselves in front of a Golden Core cultivator.

For the past ten days or so, disciples from various Foundation Establishment families and even Golden Core sects from afar have been challenging us every day.

Although they didn't pose a threat to Chen Xiao, they still contributed many exciting battles, which the surrounding cultivators found incredibly entertaining.

So at this time of year, everyone puts aside their other affairs and rushes to the central arena to watch the battle.

Even the three nominal disciples of the Chongshui Sect were looking forward to their senior brother fighting someone, and put up signs refusing to challenge him early on.

Zhou Qing and the others didn't arrive early, but they easily squeezed to the front.

This is all thanks to Mingying.

This guy has been challenging a lot of people lately, and he's made them shudder at the sight of him. So when they see him coming, they all avoid him like the plague.

Ming Ying laughed disdainfully: "People like these are all ashes in the furnace of the immortal path. Only Brother Xiao, myself, and a few others like Chen Xiao can truly withstand the tempering of the immortal path's fierce fire and achieve immortality."

Lin Li said with dissatisfaction, "Brother Mingdao, you've included us in your insults too!"

Ming Ying replied matter-of-factly, “I have no objection to you all, but to be honest, the path of immortality cannot tolerate harmony, outward compliance but inward defiance, courageous and diligent progress, and sincerity and honesty in order to rise to the upper echelons.”

Lin Li was annoyed and wanted to refute, but couldn't think of anything to say. In the end, she could only admit that what this annoying guy said was true. Although there were many cultivators in the entire Western Continent, only a handful of them could truly achieve great things in a generation.

If we consider thirty years as a generation, the total number of cultivators in these thirty years would be well over a million, but in the end, probably fewer than twenty would achieve the Golden Core stage.

Of the many cultivators on this island, only Ming Ying, Senior Brother Xiao, and Chen Xiao truly have any hope.

Ming Ying's words made Lin Li and the Yin siblings fall into deep thought, and for a moment they were speechless.

Not long after, a commotion arose from the crowd.

Zhou Qing had noticed someone approaching long ago and wasn't surprised.

Lin Li and the others couldn't help but shout excitedly, "The Three Mysterious Immortals have arrived!"

The leader of the Chongshui Sect, the Three Mysterious Immortals, arrived gracefully and landed on the central arena.

The Three Mysterious Immortals was a gaunt, stern, and authoritative old Taoist priest. His sharp gaze swept over the crowd, immediately silencing the many cultivators on the island.

Finally, he looked at his prized disciple Chen Xiao and smiled, saying, "Today's challenge begins. Fellow Daoists who have ideas, please come up on stage."

After saying this, he walked to a high table behind the arena and sat down, personally acting as the referee for the duel. This was to determine the winner, protect the safety of both combatants, and limit the aftershocks of the duel to the arena to prevent accidental injury to those outside.

Lin Li stuck out her tongue and said in a low voice, "This senior is so scary. When he glanced at me, I didn't dare to breathe."

Yin Rong said, "This is the power of a Golden Core cultivator. We have no hope of becoming the true overlords of the entire Western Continent. Only Brother Xiao and Brother Ming have the opportunity to reach that level."

Ming Ying laughed heartily and asked, "Brother Xiao, shall we go first?"

Xiao Xiao said, "Brother Ming has been waiting for this battle for a long time, so naturally Brother Ming should go first."

Ming Ying did not refuse. He floated to the arena, stood facing Chen Xiao, and said, "Ming Ying of the Golden Sunflower Sect greets Brother Chen."

Chen Xiao's eyes lit up, and he said, "I've heard of you. You've made quite a name for yourself around here lately."

"However, you dare not challenge me at the beginning, but need to test your skills with those mediocre people to build up your momentum. In the end, you seem a bit timid. You are no match for me."

The two had not even started fighting yet, but they were already secretly vying for dominance.

Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up. He knew that Lin Li and the others couldn't grasp the murderous intent in the words of the two people above, so he spoke up to explain, "Chen Xiao is using psychological warfare."

"When masters clash, victory or defeat often hinges on a single point; a balanced mindset is the key to winning."

"Chen Xiao is trying to destroy Brother Ming's perfect Dao heart."

Lin Li and the others were amazed to find that there were so many intricacies involved in a battle between people of this level.

Lin Li asked worriedly, "Does that mean Ming Ying is going to lose?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head and said, "Since Brother Ming dares to go on stage, he must be well prepared. Let's see how he handles it."

Lin Li and the others nodded, all turning their gazes toward Ming Ying.

However, Ming Ying simply stood with his eyes closed, not responding to Chen Xiao's sharp words.

After a while, he remained motionless, and the people below the stage gradually became impatient, whispering and discussing among themselves.

(End of this chapter)