Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Amitabha Buddha, what a sin, what a sin..."

Seeing that the two evil brothers were killed by Lu Feng, the Sanzang Master from the Ancient Buddha Sect also put his palms together and silently prayed for the two dead.

However, the monk himself remained calm, showing neither sorrow nor joy, seemingly unconcerned about the deaths of the evil brothers.

"Master, Zeng Jin and Zeng Jue were the two benefactors you personally visited the Zeng family in Wenchuan City to invite as reinforcements. Now that they have been killed, why are you..."

Seeing this, Fa Wuxiang stepped forward and couldn't help but speak, seemingly surprised by his master Sanzang's unusual calmness.

After all, the Fiend Brothers are currently representing their Ancient Buddha Sect in the battle, and their Ancient Buddha Sect had spent a considerable amount of money to invite them in the past; it wasn't a free lunch.

The Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament is only halfway through, and the two evil brothers have both perished. As a result, the ranking of the Ancient Buddha Sect has also been greatly affected. Fa Wuxiang, as the number one disciple of the Ancient Buddha Sect, is naturally deeply confused.

"He who kills will always be killed; this is the eternal and unchanging truth of the world."

Ignoring his disciple's doubts, Sanzang simply shook his head slightly, his face remaining calm as still water. "Wuxiang, it will be your turn to go up and compete in a moment. No matter who your opponent is, you must go all out and never be careless."

"Your disciple will remember your teachings!"

Faced with Sanzang's instructions, Fa Wuxiang was completely confused and full of doubts, but he did not dare to ask any further questions and then bowed and withdrew.

"May you two have a safe journey!"

Looking back at the cold corpses of the two Fiend Brothers not far away, Fa Wuxiang's youthful face showed a hint of pity. He then clasped his hands together, seemingly feeling deep regret for their deaths.

After all, given the strength and cultivation of the Fiend Brothers, if they hadn't encountered Lu Feng, this "God of Slaughter," they would most likely have achieved three victories and advanced to the next round of the single-elimination tournament.

Unfortunately, fate is predetermined; some people are destined to die!

...

Meanwhile, in the center of the nameless valley

"What an amazing kid...!"

Qin Xuanzhong, who was in charge of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, also glanced at Lu Feng, who was displaying great momentum opposite him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then a fierce glint flashed in his cloudy, yellowish pupils. "Just as I expected, this boy's cultivation has also reached the Yuanhai Realm!"

"First it was that pale-faced kid Ren Lingyun, and now Lu Feng has suddenly appeared. It seems that old guy Ren Tianxing hasn't completely given up and is still eyeing the title of champion of this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament..."

"Hehe, what a pity! Jian'er's swordsmanship has now reached a state of perfection. No matter how powerful this boy is, he is no match for Jian'er!"

Composing himself, Qin Xuanzhong did not delve further into Lu Feng's background. He simply flicked his sleeve and announced, "The competition is over! Lu Feng wins for the Dragon Group!"

Although Lu Feng was indeed powerful, in Qin Xuanzhong's eyes, the former was nothing more than a slightly larger ant, and could not stop their Taiji Sword Sect from winning the championship!

"Gentlemen, these two not only violated the rules of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, but their own strength was also inferior. Their current fate of death is entirely their own fault. The competition continues..."

Pointing again to the corpses of the two ruthless brothers beside him, Qin Xuanzhong said in a calm and unhurried tone, clearly not surprised by their deaths, "Next match, Tiger Group, number twenty, Fa Wuxiang!"

"Tiger Group, Number Twenty? Oh, it's me!"

"It's finally my turn to make a move...!"

Upon hearing this, Fa Wuxiang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly looked at the strange stone tablet standing to the side, his face showing excitement, as if he was eager to try out the upcoming martial arts competition.

Although he was a monk and disliked fighting and killing, the Ancient Buddha Sect, as the number one cultivation sect in the Southern Yue Kingdom, has always emphasized the equal importance of Buddhism and cultivation. As the number one young person in the Ancient Buddha Sect, Fa Wuxiang was no exception.

Moreover, now that the evil brothers are dead, and only Fa Wuxiang remains as the young genius representing the Southern Yue Kingdom in the war, the other side is naturally not going to back down!

Swish!

Without any hesitation, Fa Wuxiang lightly touched the ground with his feet, and then, like a floating cloud, he landed steadily in front of the spacious open space in the center of the nameless valley.

On the other side, in front of the Tai Chi Sword Sect team

"Heh heh, I wondered who this was, turns out it's just this bald monk..."

"Looks like I've got this third win in the bag!"

Upon seeing Fa Wuxiang take the stage, a young man in a blue robe with a sword at his waist and a sinister face also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of mockery, as if he did not take the former seriously.

Because his cultivation had reached the half-step Yuanhai realm, almost second only to Gongsun Jian and Lin Xiaoyu beside him, while Fa Wuxiang opposite him was only at the eighth level of the Spirit Soul realm, and was not worth fearing at all!

Moreover, long before this competition began, the blue-robed youth had already won two consecutive matches, and in both battles he easily defeated his opponents in less than half an incense stick's time, which could be described as a one-sided crushing victory!

Therefore, seeing that his final opponent was actually Fa Wuxiang, who was only at the eighth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, the blue-robed youth naturally looked contemptuous, as if victory was in his grasp!

"Junior Brother Ji, this person is not simple. Do not underestimate him."

Seeing the arrogant look on the blue-robed youth's face, Lin Xiaoyu stepped forward and whispered a reminder, seemingly realizing that Fa Wuxiang's strength was not as simple as it appeared.

"Ji Tianchang, your Senior Sister Lin is right. Although this bald monk's cultivation level is far inferior to yours, there's an old saying: better safe than sorry..."

Seeing Lin Xiaoyu suddenly speak up, Gongsun Jian, who was also her loyal sycophant, stepped forward and then solemnly instructed, "Besides, those monks from the Ancient Buddha Sect have always been skilled in Buddhist illusions..."

"And that bald monk Fa Wuxiang is known as 'Illusory Without Mind,' so you'd better be careful later, kid, and don't fall for his illusions..."

"Please rest assured, Senior Brother Gongsun and Senior Sister Lin! Dealing with a mere bald monk from the Ancient Buddha Sect is a piece of cake for me, requiring no effort at all!"

Faced with the double reminders from Gongsun Jian and Lin Xiaoyu, Ji Tianchang merely bowed slightly, still looking confident, as if he thought the two were overthinking things.

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Tianchang also leaped into the air and instantly landed on the open space opposite the valley, facing Fa Wuxiang from afar with an imposing aura.

"Round 1, Match 25: Dragon vs. Tiger, the competition begins!"

Seeing that both sides of the contest had arrived, Qin Xuanzhong, who had been waiting for a long time, flicked his sleeves and loudly announced.

"Look, that person looks like Ji Tianchang, one of the core disciples of the Tai Chi Sword Sect!"

"I've heard that this person's cultivation has not only reached the half-step Yuanhai Realm, but is only one step away from it. His strength should not be underestimated...!"

"Not only that, Ji Tianchang also won two consecutive matches with almost no effort, showing a strong momentum to advance with a three-game winning streak!"

"It seems that the bald monk Fa Wuxiang is no match for this person..."

"That's not necessarily true! I've heard that Fa Wuxiang is not only well-versed in Buddhism, but also a master of illusion techniques, known in the martial arts world as 'Illusion Without Heart.' Almost no one below the Yuanhai Realm can escape his divine illusion techniques; he's no ordinary person...!"

At this moment, seeing Fa Wuxiang and Ji Tianchang both enter the arena, the geniuses from various countries watching from the sidelines also cast curious glances and discussed among themselves, all seemingly very curious about the outcome of this competition.