Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"You are no match for me."

Zhong Lingyu's aloof voice rang in his ears again, causing Fa Wuxiang's expression to change slightly.

bass!

The next moment, before Fa Wuxiang could make a move, a sharp sword suddenly appeared in front of his neck, as if it could behead him on the spot if it were just an inch closer!

"Mr. Zhong, this humble monk has lost...!"

Feeling the chilling blade and the threat of death coming from his neck, Fa Wuxiang's face also turned pale. Then, with a slight movement in his throat, he helplessly admitted defeat on the spot.

Because, at this point in the battle, he has no chance of winning!

Not to mention that he himself only has the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, which is far inferior to Zhong Lingyu, who is at the second level of the Yuan Sea Realm, even his most skilled mental illusion technique, "Six Soul Terror Curse," cannot do anything to the latter.

Therefore, there is no need to continue this match!

Fa Wuxiang was also very clear in his heart that he was able to save his life because Zhong Lingyu had no intention of killing him. Otherwise, the other party could have easily slit his throat and beheaded him with that sword!

"Thank you for your concession."

Seeing Fa Wuxiang and the others admit defeat, Zhong Lingyu remained indifferent, showing neither sorrow nor joy. She simply withdrew her sword slowly and turned back to the Northern Wei army, as if she had just casually resolved a minor matter.

"One sword strike to defeat the enemy!"

"What an amazing woman...!"

"I never expected that even Fa Wuxiang of the Ancient Buddha Sect was no match for this woman. Just who is she?"

"I've heard that Fa Wuxiang's soul power cultivation is quite remarkable, and he has already reached the Lesser Grandmaster realm, comparable to a true Xuan-grade alchemist. Yet this woman is holding her own in a battle of soul power, and is even completely immune to the impact of the Six Soul Terror Curse. This is too exaggerated...!"

"Could it be that this woman's soul power cultivation is even higher than that of Fa Wuxiang, and she is at the even more powerful Grandmaster realm?"

Seeing the final battle of the quarterfinals end so quickly, the geniuses from various countries watching from the sidelines were also discussing it. Most of them couldn't help but look at Zhong Lingyu in the Northern Wei team, seemingly very curious about the latter's background.

After all, Zhong Lingyu not only possesses remarkable Yuan Power cultivation, but also boasts an exaggeratedly strong soul power. Even the Ancient Buddha Sect's ultimate technique, the "Six Soul Terror Curse," cannot harm her in the slightest. Among the geniuses present, I'm afraid there are very few who could achieve the same feat!

"It's over so quickly?"

In a corner off the field, Lu Feng, also looking up at Zhong Lingyu in the Northern Wei team, had a hint of emotion on his face, "As expected of the former number one genius of Sunset Star Academy, this woman is indeed extraordinary..."

"Heh, it's quite something that a mere young woman at the Yuanhai Realm possesses a Tear of the Empress..."

Before Lu Feng could finish speaking, Gu Canyang's mocking laughter came from inside the treasure basin once again.

"The Queen's Tears?"

Lu Feng was taken aback, somewhat surprised. "Ancient, may I ask what this Empress's Tears is?"

"Hehe, of course it's a rare treasure."

Gu Canyang stroked his long beard, his tone becoming meaningful, "According to my past understanding, the Empress's Tear is a rare and precious auxiliary magic artifact. Although it has no specific grade or power, it can purify all things and protect the mind."

"As for ordinary mental martial arts, they naturally cannot break through the Queen's Tears' defense. To put it simply, this treasure is the nemesis of mental martial arts and many illusions. It's like a mouse encountering a wild cat—completely powerless to turn the tide..."

"This Queen's Tear can actually dispel so many illusions in the world?"

Hearing this, Lu Feng was also surprised. "Old Gu, if what you say is true, the reason why Zhong Lingyu is immune to the Six Soul Curse of Fa Wuxiang is not because of her strong soul power, but because of the Empress's Tear on her chest?"

"Hmph, what else?"

With another cold snort, Gu Canyang glanced at Lu Feng as if he were an idiot, then said somewhat irritably, "Hey kid, you don't actually think this little girl is a Grandmaster, do you? Don't make me laugh, okay?"

"In the cultivation world, a Grandmaster is almost comparable to a true Spirit-grade alchemist. Even Xia Xihai, the vice-dean of your Falling Star Academy, is only at the peak of the Lesser Grandmaster level. Breaking through to the Grandmaster level in one fell swoop is not easy, let alone this little girl named Zhong Lingyu in front of you..."

"Cough cough cough, I see...!"

Faced with Gu Canyang's teasing, Lu Feng coughed dryly, his face somewhat embarrassed. "I didn't expect that this Empress's Tear could actually grant immunity to most mental martial arts and illusions in the world? Ah, if only I had such a treasure...!"

Because, like Fa Wuxiang and the others, he initially genuinely believed that Zhong Lingyu was a prodigy in both Yuan and Soul cultivation, possessing not only formidable Yuan power cultivation but also for impressive Soul power.

Now it seems that Lu Feng was overthinking things. Zhong Lingyu was not a true Grandmaster. She only easily crushed Fa Wuxiang by relying on the rare and precious Empress's Tear she wore on her chest.

On the other hand, Fa Wuxiang was indeed quite unlucky!

With his soul power cultivation at the Lesser Grandmaster level, plus the Ancient Buddha Sect's signature technique "Six Soul Terror Curse," he would likely have made it into the top four and achieved a better ranking if he hadn't encountered Zhong Lingyu, his "nemesis"!

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in this world; fate and reality can be cruel sometimes!

"The competition is over. Zhong Lingyu is the winner of the Xuanhuang group!"

At this moment, Qin Xuanzhong's aged voice rang out again from above the arena, signaling the end of the final battle of the quarterfinals!

With Zhong Lingyu's successful advancement, the four finalists of this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament have finally been determined.

The four finalists were Lu Feng from the Heaven and Earth Group, Gongsun Jian from the Star Group, Ren Lingyun from the Sun and Moon Group, and Zhong Lingyu from the Xuanhuang Group. As for the other geniuses from various countries, they were all eliminated!

Meanwhile, the Ancient Buddha Sect's procession

"Master, I'm sorry! Wuxiang has disappointed you...!"

Seemingly because he had lost the contest, Fa Wuxiang kept his head down, his face full of shame and unease, not daring to look directly into the eyes of his master, Sanzang.

After all, he initially thought he had the victory in his grasp and didn't take Zhong Lingyu seriously. In the end, he was completely dominated by her, and even his proud "Six Souls Terror Curse" was easily neutralized. It was really embarrassing!

"It's alright, losing this battle is fine too..."

However, to Fa Wuxiang's surprise, his master Sanzang did not blame him at all for his defeat. At this moment, his face remained calm, even with a hint of indifference. "Wuxiang, you have done your best. Your master will not blame you."

"Alright, you can go now."

"this...!"

Upon hearing this, Fa Wuxiang's expression froze slightly, and he became even more confused. "Strange, what's wrong with my master? Why is his attitude changing so suddenly...?"

After all, Sanzang had just sternly instructed him that he could only win this battle and not lose. Now he suddenly changed his mind and said that it would be good to lose. The other party's change of face was faster than turning the pages of a book, and he was not like the master he used to know at all!