Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

Lu Feng had witnessed Guo Tianlin's family secret technique at the Pill Competition in Dongyun Capital City in the past.

However, to his utter surprise, Guo Tianlin's family secret technique, "Dual Spirit Distraction Spell," could not only be used for alchemy and medicine making, but also for defending against enemies and killing people!

In addition, Guo Tianlin's "Dual Spirit Distraction Spell" is much more powerful than before, and he can actually summon two Yuan Power clones with strength no weaker than his original body out of thin air!

"Distraction Spell, Explode!"

Guo Tianlin summoned two Yuan Power clones at once, giving Bi Yangde no chance to react. He immediately transformed his right hand into a sword finger and simultaneously pointed out another finger from a distance.

Whoosh! Boom...!

In the blink of an eye, the two Yuan Power clones leaped out from the left and right, instantly shattering the countless sword shadows attacking from the opposite side, until they finally exploded on the spot!

Rumble...!

With a deafening explosion of Yuan energy, the once calm and nameless valley was filled with dust and debris, leaving it in a mess, as if struck by a natural disaster!

"Damn it!"

As for Bi Yangde himself, he did not dare to directly withstand the impact of this burst of Yuan power. He immediately withdrew and retreated, looking quite disheveled!

After all, the power of martial arts is not simply one plus one equals two, but rather a multiplicative increase!

Just like Guo Tianlin's enhanced version of the "Three Spirits Distraction Spell", although the two Yuan Power clones he summoned were of average strength, their combined power increased several times over. Even Bi Yangde, a martial artist at the seventh level of the Spirit Soul Realm, did not dare to confront it head-on!

"it's over!"

Just as Bi Yangde was retreating in a disheveled state, a sinister and cold voice suddenly came from behind him, causing his hair to stand on end and his heart to sink. "Not good...!"

"Distraction Spell, broken!"

Without giving his opponent any chance to retaliate, Guo Tianlin unleashed another finger strike, and two Yuan Power clones burst forth from his body once more. Then, he delivered a punch to Bi Yangde's chest, striking his vital points with both fists!

Click! Wow...!

A crisp sound of a rib breaking rang out, and the next moment Bi Yangde's face turned pale. He immediately vomited blood repeatedly, and his whole body was forced to retreat hundreds of meters like a broken sack, until he finally collapsed to the ground in a sorry state, unable to get up!

"Junior Brother Bi...!"

"Tai Chi Sword Sect lost again?"

"This is unbelievable! How is this possible...!"

Seeing that Bi Yangde was defeated in less than five rounds, not only did Gongsun Jian and the others' expressions change slightly, but even Song Zhang, the left elder of Yunfu Sect who was watching from the side, was dumbfounded and looked completely bewildered.

After all, he had just been confidently betting against Zhao Kuangyi, the royal uncle of the Northern Wei Kingdom, and was certain that Guo Tianlin would lose. But now he was being slapped in the face at lightning speed, and he would even have to kowtow to Zhao Kuangyi to admit defeat in a moment!

"Damn it! Did these Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples bet on this? How could they lose to a mere Spirit Soul Realm level two brat?!"

Thinking of this, Song Zhang's face darkened even more, and he became restless.

"Ha ha ha ha...!"

"Old man, it seems one of us is still the better one! Hahahaha!"

Seeing that he had won the bet, Zhao Kuangyi laughed loudly, his face beaming with pride. After all, one of the most satisfying things in the world is to see your former nemesis suffer a setback!

"First, Ma Mengqi was instantly killed by Zhao Tingmei, the crown prince of Northern Wei, and then this Bi Yangde was defeated by Guo Tianlin in less than five rounds. How come the people of Taiji Sword Sect have become so weak in just a few years?"

"Who says otherwise! These two are truly in the same boat; they both started off with tough talk, and then both ended up getting eliminated..."

"Shh! Dude, are you out of your mind? Don't forget that old bastard Qin Xuanzhong is still watching..."

"This person is none other than Sword Venerable, one of the Five Heavenly Venerables of Tai Chi. With the Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples suffering defeat after defeat, he must be seething with anger. It's best if we avoid discussing him to prevent trouble..."

"Oh right! How could I have almost forgotten about that...!"

The moment Bi Yangde fell to the ground in defeat, the geniuses from various countries watching the battle in the nameless valley whispered among themselves and cast their gazes toward Qin Xuanzhong and the others not far away. They all seemed quite surprised by the Taiji Sword Sect's successive defeats.

After all, considering the number of participants and overall strength of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, the Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples are all in the first tier, and it is highly unlikely that they will suffer consecutive defeats!

"Fellow Daoist Bi, you flatter me."

After the battle ended, Guo Tianlin did not kill Bi Yangde. He merely bowed to the fallen Bi Yangde before turning and leaving.

Firstly, he had no grudge against the other party and there was no need for him to go on a killing spree.

Secondly, Bi Yangde was a disciple of the Taiji Sword Sect, and Qin Xuanzhong, an elder of the sect, was watching over him. It was unlikely that Guo Tianlin would kill him in front of him, unless he was tired of living and wanted to die.

"Well done, Guo boy! Haha!"

Seeing Guo Tianlin return to the Northern Wei army, Zhao Kuangyi was also delighted. He patted Guo Tianlin on the shoulder and asked, "Was that move just now your Guo family's ancestral secret technique, the 'Dual Spirit Distraction Spell'?"

"No, this move should now be called the 'Distraction Three Spirits Spell'! You're quite skilled, kid. No wonder you're that old bastard Guo Songyang's grandson...!"

Zhao Kuangyi's face was full of satisfaction.

After all, the other side was representing the Northern Wei Kingdom in the battle, and now they had won another victory. How could they not be happy?

"Senior Zhao, you flatter me. My victory this time was merely due to good luck, nothing more..."

Faced with Zhao Kuangyi's praise, Guo Tianlin merely bowed slightly, showing no arrogance whatsoever.

Because he knew very well that compared to Lu Feng of the past, his progress was nothing at all.

"That good-for-nothing! He's a disgrace to me...!"

On the other side, seeing Bi Yangde's crushing defeat and departure, Qin Xuanzhong, the host, was also on the verge of losing his composure, but he didn't react immediately. He simply announced in a deep voice, "The competition is over!"

"Guo Tianlin wins the second match of the first round!"

With Guo Tianlin's departure, the next match began, and both sides fought without hesitation, starting the fight almost immediately upon meeting!

After all, there is no halftime break in the rules of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament. Almost every match is followed by a draw. If you are unlucky, you may even have to fight three matches in a row without even having a chance to catch your breath!