How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

After resting for half an hour, their depleted spiritual energy had been fully restored. On the drawing platform, fifteen people raised their drawing numbers in turn.

The elder in charge of enforcement shouted: "Seven matches, one person gets a bye! Wang Aotian vs. Qian Xiaodao, Liu Ruyan vs. Bai Youwei, Zhou Lingyue vs. Sun Changqing, Chen Daoxuan vs. Li Taixu, Su Changqing vs. Zhao Qingfeng, Lin Xiaotian vs. Wang Teng, Qin Wuyai vs. Zhao Wuchen!"

Lin Xueyin received a bye in the first round and advanced directly to the next round.

The competition begins now...

The fourteen individuals flashed to their respective dueling platforms, their bodies enveloped in spiritual energy, each brimming with fighting spirit.

Liu Ruyan and Bai Youwei stood on the competition platform, their eyes meeting and sparks flying. Bai Youwei made the first move, shooting a sharp ice arrow towards Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan dodged easily with a flash, then formed a hand seal and summoned a water dragon, which rushed towards Bai Youwei.

Bai Youwei sneered and waved her hands, instantly erecting an ice wall that blocked the water dragon's attack.

Upon seeing this, Liu Ruyan immediately conjured thousands of water swords and shot them straight at Bai Huanwei.

Bai Youwei was not to be outdone, and she conjured ice spikes, which rained down on Liu Ruyan.

Thousands of swords collided with ice spikes.

Boom—The two of them stumbled back several steps.

The same applies to the other competition platforms...

Wang Teng looked at Lin Xiaotian with a smile and said: "Junior Brother Xiaotian, I'll give you a handicap with one hand, come on!"

Sorry to offend Senior Brother Wang Teng.

Lin Xiaotian's ferocious battle intent was almost overflowing. His physical body was strong and his fists were fierce. As soon as he made a move, he launched a powerful attack with wide and sweeping movements. Every punch made the spiritual energy tremble. He only wanted to overwhelm others with force.

Wang Teng remained calm throughout, his movements light and elusive, avoiding direct confrontation and instead gracefully weaving through the gaps in the punches. Lin Xiaotian's punches, however fierce, mostly landed on empty air, failing to suppress Wang Teng and instead rapidly depleting his own spiritual energy, causing his aura to gradually become chaotic.

After ten rounds, Lin Xiaotian's moves began to falter, and a momentary opening appeared in his powerful attacks.

Wang Teng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure flashed like a shadow. He lightly struck Lin Xiaotian's elbow joint with a palm, the force of which was not great, but it precisely disrupted the flow of his spiritual energy.

Lin Xiaotian felt a numbness in his arm, his punching momentum instantly dissipated, his center of gravity shifted, and he staggered back two steps before barely regaining his balance.

"I lost," Lin Xiaotian said in a deep voice, bowing.

The elder referee announced loudly, "Wang Teng wins this battle."

Senior Brother Wang Teng is indeed terrifying... He won without even using his full strength.

Wang Teng was the first to walk off the stage. Liu Ruyan and Zhou Lingyue followed closely behind.

Everyone watched Chen Daoxuan and Li Taixu on the stage. Their duel had reached a fever pitch.

Chen Daoxuan was dressed in a plain Taoist robe, with a graceful posture. His hands were behind his back, and his spiritual energy was peaceful and restrained. The Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish pattern was faintly visible under his feet.

Li Taixu let out a low shout, "Thunder shakes mountains and rivers!" Lightning flashed in his palm.

Chen Daoxuan remained as steady as Mount Tai, his hands moving rapidly up and down, his Tai Chi technique operating at its peak. The spiritual energy around him transformed into yin and yang fish, their heads and tails intertwined, spinning continuously. All the lightning blades that attacked were drawn into the Tai Chi vortex, not only failing to harm him in the slightest, but also being guided by the power of Tai Chi, shooting back towards Li Taixu.

Use their own methods against them!

A look of surprise flashed in Li Taixu's eyes. He hurriedly activated his Thunderous Aura to protect himself and block the rebounding lightning blades, his heart growing increasingly heavy. He knew that if this entanglement continued, his spiritual energy would only be consumed more and more, so he immediately mobilized all his spiritual energy and unleashed a deadly lightning technique.

Pointing a single finger to the sky, he shouted, "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, fall!"

High above, thunder rumbled faintly from the sky obscured by the array. A massive bolt of purple divine lightning descended from the heavens, carrying an aura of destruction, and struck directly at the spot where Chen Daoxuan stood. The surface of the platform was slightly dented by the force of the lightning.

This attack was Li Taixu's full-force effort!

Chen Daoxuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He no longer held back, and the Tai Chi spiritual energy around him surged. He clasped his hands together and then separated them, and a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi light and shadow appeared in front of him. It was harmonious, heavy, and unbreakable.

The divine lightning crashed down, colliding violently with the Tai Chi light and shadow!

Instead of the expected deafening roar, the thunderous force was absorbed, neutralized, and dissolved by the Tai Chi light and shadow, as if it had vanished into thin air.

When the lightning dissipated, Chen Daoxuan remained standing in the same spot, his Daoist robe spotless and his breathing steady.

Li Taixu, his spiritual energy depleted, his lightning dimmed, and he staggered back several steps, no longer able to unleash his lightning magic. Looking at the composed Chen Daoxuan before him, he understood the situation, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "I have lost."

The elder in charge of law enforcement proclaimed loudly: "Chen Daoxuan has won this battle!"

Chen Daoxuan slowly withdrew his magic, cupped his hands to Li Taixu, and said, "You flatter me, Junior Brother Li."

The seven winners were Wang Teng, Liu Ruyan, Zhou Lingyue, Chen Daoxuan, Qian Xiaodao, Su Changqing, Zhao Wuchen, and Lin Xueyin. After drawing lots, the eight of them came to the competition stage.

The elder in charge of enforcement announced loudly once again: "The results of the draw for this eight-person duel are as follows: Wang Teng vs. Qian Xiaodao, Liu Ruyan vs. Zhou Lingyue, Chen Daoxuan vs. Su Changqing, and Lin Xueyin vs. Zhao Wuchen. The competition begins!"

Wang Teng remained calm. Facing Qian Xiaodao's fierce attack, he gently turned his body to the side and skillfully dodged it. Then, with a backhand punch, he knocked Qian Xiaodao back several steps.

On the other side, the duel between Liu Ruyan and Zhou Lingyue was also extremely intense. Liu Ruyan's water dragon and Zhou Lingyue's fire phoenix collided in mid-air, stirring up ripples of spiritual energy.

Chen Daoxuan and Su Changqing stood facing each other. Su Changqing held a long sword, its sword energy crisscrossing, while Chen Daoxuan countered with the power of Tai Chi, deflecting Su Changqing's sword energy one by one. The battle between Lin Xueyin and Zhao Wuchen was equally exciting, with Lin Xueyin's ice flowers and Zhao Wuchen's earth spikes intertwining.

After a fierce competition, Wang Teng, Liu Ruyan, Chen Daoxuan, and Lin Xueyin emerged victorious and successfully advanced to the next round. Standing on the stage, their eyes were determined, ready to face even more severe challenges ahead.

The elder in charge of enforcement announced again, "The results of this draw are Wang Teng versus Liu Ruyan, and Chen Daoxuan versus Lin Xueyin. The competition shall now begin..."

On the high platform, spiritual energy surged, and two figures stood facing each other from afar.

Wang Teng was surrounded by dazzling divine light. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed an extremely refined divine power. Golden light swept across the sky, heading straight for Liu Ruyan.

Everyone held their breath, watching as Liu Ruyan lightly raised her hand, condensing pale blue spiritual energy in her palm to steadily receive the domineering attack. As the shockwave swept through, her clothes fluttered, but her figure remained unshaken; only her pretty face paled slightly, and her breath caught in her throat.

The next moment, Liu Ruyan slowly withdrew her spiritual energy, nodded slightly to Wang Teng, and spoke in a clear and composed voice:

"I lost."

Her words caused an uproar. No one had expected that she would so readily admit defeat after taking Wang Teng's attack.

Liu Ruyan ignored what the others were saying and sat down to recover her spiritual energy.

"Wang Tengsheng will win this battle..." the law enforcement elder announced loudly.

"Liu Ruyan is clever. Knowing she's no match for Wang Teng, she decisively conceded defeat after one move, saving her strength to try and secure third place," Lu Chen said with a smile.

On another stage, Chen Daoxuan made a circular motion with his hands, and the phantom of the Tai Chi diagram appeared and disappeared around him. The dark spiritual energy flowed with his movements, sometimes like a surging river, and sometimes like a tranquil deep pool.

Lin Xueyin, opposite her, gripped her gleaming white longsword tightly. Her moon-white dress fluttered slightly in the invisible wind pressure, and the tip of her sword was condensed with icy blue sword energy. However, her brows and eyes showed a hint of caution.

"Junior Sister Xueyin, Tai Chi is all about defense. Please make your move." Chen Daoxuan's voice was calm as he slowly rotated his hands, causing the Tai Chi phantom to flow around him, weaving his defenses into an impenetrable circular array.

Lin Xueyin said no more, and with a light tap of her toes, her figure shot out like a startled swan. Her long sword, carrying a chilling aura, drew a tricky arc, its sword energy heading straight for Chen Daoxuan's center, so fast that only a blur remained.

The crowd gasped in surprise. Chen Daoxuan swayed slightly, neither dodging nor avoiding, as the Tai Chi circle suddenly rotated, deflecting the icy blue sword energy to the side. The seemingly gentle force forcefully neutralized ninety percent of the sword energy's sharpness. With a soft "clang," the longsword grazed his sleeve and landed in empty air. The recoil caused Lin Xueyin's wrist to go numb slightly, and she paused for a moment.

Before Lin Xueyin could adjust, Chen Daoxuan lightly patted with his left hand, and the Tai Chi circle formation transformed into a gentle wave of energy, slowly pushing forward. This force was neither fast nor slow, yet it carried an irresistible pull. Lin Xueyin felt her feet become unsteady, and her body involuntarily leaned forward, her longsword almost slipping from her hand.

She suddenly lowered her waist and gathered her energy, shifting her sword stance to deftly deflect the force, taking two steps back to regain her balance. Her pretty face was slightly pale, but her breathing remained steady: "Brother Chen's Tai Chi philosophy, using softness to overcome hardness, truly lives up to its reputation."

Lin Xueyin's forehead was beaded with sweat. She knew that her fierce attacks were like hitting a soft cushion in the face of her opponent's Tai Chi principles, leaving her powerless.

With her final move, Lin Xueyin gathered all her spiritual energy, transforming her longsword into an icy blue rainbow that pierced straight at Chen Daoxuan's heart. Chen Daoxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his hands together abruptly, causing the Tai Chi Array to shrink into a perfectly round energy shield, steadily catching this full-force attack.

"Boom!" A shockwave swept across the entire arena. Lin Xueyin was thrown back five steps by the force of the impact, kneeling on one knee. She only managed to steady herself by planting her longsword in the ground. Her grip on the hilt loosened slightly as she looked up at Chen Daoxuan, her voice carrying a hint of relief: "I lost. Brother Chen's Tai Chi is infinitely versatile; I am ashamed to admit my inferiority."

Chen Daoxuan withdrew the Tai Chi phantom and returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Junior Sister Lin's swordsmanship is exquisite, but she lacks a bit of understanding of following the natural flow. There's no need to be discouraged."