Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

"Haha, it's too late to start drawing now!"

"That's right, looking down on Yuanfu Peak, arrogance will come at a price."

"In the first match, Yuanfu Peak is definitely the winner!"

The inner disciples around him were very happy; after all, who wouldn't like a successful start?

But amidst their laughter, Ye Hao's hands moved with lightning speed, far surpassing Mu Chun's. In no time, he had drawn a Thunderfire Talisman, also a mid-grade first-level finished product.

Before anyone could react, he had overtaken Mu Chun and completed the second Thunderfire Talisman.

"How is that possible?"

"How could it be so fast?"

"How did they manage to do that?"

"Junior Brother Mu, keep it up! Don't let him fall behind, don't embarrass him!"

Even with the encouragement of inner disciples from Yuanfu Peak, Mu Chun could only watch as the gap between the two widened and widened, despite his best efforts.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn is almost up. Mu Chun has just drawn the third talisman when the other party has already drawn the fourth.

Yu Yan also noticed something amiss at this time.

"Starting from the third Thunderfire Talisman, the quality of Junior Brother Mu's talismans decreased, and the quality of Ye Hao's talismans also began to decrease. Moreover, the talismans on both sides were intricately identical, and even the way they were drawn to connect the various talismans was exactly the same."

"Ye Hao wasn't arrogant at first; he was waiting, waiting for Junior Brother Mu to draw first. What he had to do was imitate!"

But what kind of technique could enable such a rapid imitation?

He looked at the Taoist priest Qinglu.

"Master, what kind of technique is this?"

At this moment, Daoist Qinglu frowned, looked at Ye Hao on the stage, and sighed heavily.

"I have never seen this before."

"This is the imitation technique of Xingjian Pavilion."

Feng Xiaosheng said from the side.

He was also frowning at this moment, knowing in his heart that Mu Chun had already fallen into a disadvantageous position and was unlikely to win.

"By observing the opponent's movements and the way their spiritual energy circulates in a short period of time and imitating them, Ye Hao only needs to cast spells and doesn't need to think, which is why he is so fast. It's completely a mechanical imitation, but it's enough for drawing talismans."

Why would the magic of Xingjian Pavilion be passed on to the people of Pojun Mansion?

Yu Yan glanced at Qi Tian, ​​who stood expressionless in the air above.

Having someone to rely on is great.

"Is there any way to break this spell? If he continues drawing like this, I'm afraid no disciple will be able to defeat him."

The Taoist priest Qinglu asked from the side.

"Yes, there is. As long as a high-quality talisman is drawn, this technique cannot be copied. However, for them, a high-quality first-grade low-grade talisman is useless, and they cannot draw a high-quality first-grade mid-grade talisman."

In other words, any disciple of Yuanfu Peak who cannot draw a high-quality first-tier mid-grade talisman will be at a disadvantage at the very beginning of a duel.

Is this the kind of tricky situation we're facing right from the start?

But Mu Chun's strength lies not in the speed at which she draws talismans.

It's power!

"The incense stick's time is up!"

Qi Tian shouted from above, and Mu Chun stopped writing the talisman and reached out to create a Thunderfire Talisman.

A thunder dragon and a fire dragon suddenly appeared. As they moved, the thunder dragon devoured the fire dragon, causing the thunder dragon to grow several times larger.

"Hmph, imitation? You can imitate the talisman-drawing technique, but what about spiritual roots? You can imitate the benefits of a lightning spiritual root too?"

Wei Jing snorted coldly, as if she could already see Ye Hao being swallowed by the thunder dragon.

Ye Hao threw out all six Thunderfire Talismans at once, but they only managed to block Mu Chun's first talisman. What could he use to block the next three Thunderfire Talismans?

But the other person's expression remained normal. He quickly retreated, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. There were no dark clouds in the sky, but water droplets appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Crystalline water droplets condensed in front of him, forming a water curtain that blocked his way.

The second thunder dragon struck upwards, but was swallowed up by the water curtain head and tail, ultimately only creating a ripple on the surface.

"A mirage?!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Feng Xiaosheng and Qinglu Daoist exclaimed in surprise and looked up at Qitian in the sky.

This is a spell that only Foundation Establishment disciples of Xingjian Pavilion are qualified to learn. How could an inner disciple of Pojun Mansion possibly know this?

Damn it, are Xingjian Pavilion and Pojun Mansion really that close?

With pressure from the Sword Pavilion, it's no wonder the sect leader agreed to the grand competition that would stake the sect's fate.

The supposed Grand Competition of Talismans has now turned into a contest of magical arts.

Seeing that the talisman's ranged attack was ineffective, Mu Chun on the stage moved as if stepping on a flying star. The long sword behind her was drawn, whistling and surging with spiritual energy, pointing directly at Ye Hao.

The other person chuckled softly, as if they had anticipated Mu Chun's actions, and gently touched the water curtain in front of their eyes.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate, Senior Brother Mu, take my move."

boom--

The three thunder dragons that had just been swallowed by the water curtain roared out, their power even greater than before as they intertwined, causing the ground outside the jade platform to tremble violently.

Such power immediately caused Mu Chun's expression to change drastically.

not good!

He stopped in mid-air and immediately stepped back, but the lightning flashed far faster than he could retreat. Just as he was about to lose his footing, Daoist Qinglu was about to make a move, but was immediately stopped by Daoist Xingbing.

"Fellow Daoist, your disciple hasn't even announced his defeat yet. Wouldn't attacking now disrupt the match?"

"you!"

In just a moment, Lei Long had arrived in front of Mu Chun.

At the critical moment, Mu Chun gritted her teeth and took out three yellow talismans from her bosom. The talismans spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into barriers of flame.

The thunder dragons struck from above, canceling each other out and dissipating.

However, the explosion from the collision of thunder and fire still managed to break through the barrier and hit Mu Chun.

He was lifted up by the shockwave and flew far away from the jade platform, spitting out blood, his clothes were completely destroyed, his skin was charred black, and his hair turned to ash.

"In the first match, Po Jun Fu wins!"

Qi Tian announced the results.

"Make way, the first match is over!"

With a gloomy face, Daoist Qinglu came to Mu Chun's side and gave him a healing pill.

"Peak Master, I'm sorry, I've disgraced Yuanfu Peak."

Mu Chun was barely breathing, but her eyes were full of guilt, which made Qing Lu feel a pang of heartache.

"You didn't embarrass yourself, you didn't embarrass yourself at all, you did a great job, you did your best!"

Ye Hao, standing on the stage, looked smug and turned to the Taoist Priest, saying:

"I have not failed in my mission, but this senior brother is really not that great. I only used 30% of my strength and he fell down."

That's so pretentious!

The disciples of Yuanfu Peak hated him to the core. Some, unable to bear it any longer, strode up the platform and shouted:

"I'll take you on!"

This person's skill in talisman-making was indeed quite good; he could easily create high-quality first-tier mid-grade spirit talismans. However, he was ultimately defeated by the opponent's Mirror Flower Water Moon technique.

He even stubbornly refused to admit defeat, and was unconscious when he was knocked off the stage.

Po Jun Mansion wins another battle.

The hearts of everyone on Yuanfu Peak sank.

Who would have thought that the first person sent by the other side would have such skills?

Even with only 30% of his strength, he was overwhelming.

Not to mention the even stronger Ruan Qin and Yang Yun who came later.

How can Yuan Fufeng win?

"Let me give it a try."

Yu Yan turned his head and saw Wei Jing volunteering to stand up.

"Among everyone here, I'm the most skilled in close combat."