Chapter 473 - 431: The Arrival of the Zhenren

Chapter 473: Chapter 431: The Arrival of the Zhenren

No matter what strange or flashy moves the opponent uses, I just strike with my shield!

The sword shadows and fiery lights couldn’t slow his steps. Wang Ruoyu had already charged right to his opponent, pressing the round shield and slamming forward with his shoulder. With a loud bang, he sent the opponent flying.

Jiang Baitao muttered, "This silly Shitou, knows nothing about the Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation, but he’s definitely not hesitant in a fight."

Lu Qian, however, praised, "Ruoyu cultivates the fourth-grade ’Tidal Surge Thunderbolt Skill.’ His force is heavy and powerful, his spiritual power surges like waves. By using simplicity to subdue complexity, and strength to subdue cleverness, he’s indeed fully utilizing his greatest advantage."

"You say he’s foolish, and he also thinks he’s foolish. Knowing that he lacks understanding, he focuses entirely on training and honing himself. This perseverance is exactly where he’s smart."

The surrounding true inheritance disciples nodded in agreement, feeling they had gained a lot from this.

The situation in the arena remained unchanged. Although Wang Ruoyu’s opponent tried various methods like quicksand and vines to restrain him, he could never break through Ruoyu’s defense. Soon, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was again toppled by a shield strike.

Wang Ruoyu was only slightly out of breath, appearing at ease.

"The winner, Wang Ruoyu!"

Upon hearing the judge’s announcement, Wang Ruoyu rushed over to help his junior brother up, apologizing with some embarrassment. Then he stood straight, waved towards the stands.

"Junior Martial Uncle! Junior Martial Uncle!"

Jiang Baitao rolled his eyes, "Alright, Shitou, I see you! And stop calling me Junior Martial Uncle! Call me Junior Martial Uncle Jiang!"

"Okay, Junior Martial Uncle!"

Li Da clenched his fist to the side.

Lu Qian chuckled, "Bring him over here, I want to have a word with him."

A moment later, Wang Ruoyu, his face flushed, was brought to Lu Qian by Wu Yan, unsure of what to say.

Lu Qian softly encouraged him, giving high praise to his performance.

Finally, Wang Ruoyu mustered up the courage and firmly said, "Sect Leader, I will be a good turtle."

Lu Qian was taken aback, then smiled and patted his shoulder, "Alright, I’m waiting for the day you cross the finish line."

Returning to the audience seats, when Wang Ruoyu passed by Li Da, they exchanged a glance without saying a word.

He eventually sat far from Li Da.

The next demonstration match for late-stage Qi Cultivation level seemed somewhat unfair.

It was because one contestant was Xiao Tianci.

He was already said to be invincible at the Qi Cultivation level, even able to contend with Foundation Establishment Feather Scholars.

Having been taught the ’Rahu Fierce Sword’ Sword Scripture, for over a year he had defended Liuhua Valley, honing his swordmanship to become even more ferocious amidst the constant dangers. If he played, there was almost no doubt about the outcome.

Considering the benefits of sparring and reflection, he had a keen interest, and establishing an invincible opponent also served as a valuable exercise for his peers—knowing it is impossible and still persevering requires immense courage and determination.

So Lu Qian approved his request to participate.

Originally, his opponent was meant to be a disciple from Spirit Snake Peak. But to avoid Zhao Xianzong having any ideas, Lu Qian switched to a cultivator of his own.

The gap was too large, and it was better not to embarrass the ally.

To make the demonstration match more engaging, Lu Qian had to promise a great reward and arranged for Ding Shu, a Defense Honored Guest employed by Yunshan Sect, to be his opponent. After all, this was a Qi Cultivation Perfection cultivator who had made a name for himself in the Shuangye Alliance arena battles, surely he could hold his ground for a while.

Just as the two stood in the arena, Xiao Tianci holding his sword with a stern expression, and Ding Shu, full of tension and calculating his move, Lu Qian received a message and looked up in surprise.

Why did he come?

He hastily announced a pause in the match, and all the high ranks of Shuangye Alliance went to greet the arrival. The disciples looked at each other, not knowing what major event had occurred.

A moment later, the Ten Extremes Ten Directions Grand Array opened, and Lu Qian, along with the Foundation Establishment cultivators, escorted a graceful young man as they descended slowly. The high-level Qi Cultivation members of Shuangye Alliance could only follow behind.

The slender, fair, and delicate young man with slightly feminine features glanced around, exuding a sharp, bone-chilling spiritual pressure that caused everyone to shiver.

It was Master Cangfeng from the Mingyu Sword Sect!

Wu Yan had already directed all disciples to rise and salute, "Greetings, Master Cangfeng!"

The master nodded with a smile, "At ease."

He then turned to Lu Qian, smiling, "So you were organizing a tournament. My unannounced visit must have been an intrusion."

Lu Qian repeatedly stated he did not dare, "With Zhenren’s presence, this humble place is illuminated. The youths looking up to Golden Core talents will surely be inspired to strive forward courageously, which is more effective than organizing ten tournaments."

Hearing this, Master Cangfeng chuckled and nodded. Mingyu Sword Sect’s Sect Leader’s disciple Yan Beixing admired secretly, Lu Sect Leader sure knows how to praise.

After a few polite exchanges, Lu Qian was about to lead Master Cangfeng into the main hall, but the master glanced at the field, saying with keen interest, "No rush, no rush, let’s watch this first."

And so, the Shuangye Alliance tournament welcomed an unexpected heavyweight guest. Lu Qian quickly gave up his main seat for Master Cangfeng.

With a Golden Core Master present, the disciples felt uneasy and dared not shout recklessly. The atmosphere in the audience cooled down, and the pressure on the participants increased greatly.

Or rather, it was Ding Shu who felt extreme pressure. Xiao Tianci held onto his jade-green long sword, his eyes half-open and half-closed, with no reaction.

"Oh? Is this disciple of yours also a Sword Cultivator?" It started as a whimsical curiosity, but with a light scan of his divine sense, unexpected findings emerged, and Master Cangfeng’s spirits heightened, his fair fingers gently tapping the armrest.

The Mingyu Sword Sect is famous for its sword, and bases its legacy on sword techniques and doctrines, with 80% of its cultivators being sword cultivators.

This Master Cangfeng is a Great Sword Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage. That’s why he quickly sensed the unique sharpness of a sword cultivator in Xiao Tianci.

Lu Qian smiled, "Our sect’s founder also has a Sword Dao legacy, but unfortunately the disciples lack talent for it. Perhaps the founder in heaven could not bear to watch, and after great difficulty, we’ve finally produced a talented disciple to carry on the Sword Dao legacy. We are counting on him to further develop our Yunshan Swordsmanship."

As they spoke, the judging panel had already resumed their positions. Both contestants were standing in the center of the arena, which had stones, forests, swamps, and mounds, with the middle being a flat area. Contestants could pursue and evade, positioning themselves in terrains that suited them after the start of the match.

Under pressure, Ding Shu did not give up. He once fought amidst a group of strong loose cultivators in the Qi Cultivation level arena at Shuangye Square, otherwise, he wouldn’t have attracted Yunshan Sect’s attention and recruitment.

In the moment’s time, he had already devised his strategy.

Once the battle starts, he intends to immediately raise a double defensive spiritual artifact, then use his prized Water Escape to conceal himself and hide amongst the rocks in the simulated mountainous terrain. Sword cultivator’s techniques are fierce yet consume a lot of energy, he plans to use various talismans and magic techniques to drain Xiao Tianci’s spiritual power, seeking a slim chance of victory.

With the sound of the gong, the referee loudly announced, "Begin!"

A flash of emerald light!

Then came a loud boom.

Yan Beixing showed a surprised expression, and Master Cangfeng straightened his posture.

The entire audience was silent, even the judge panel was stunned.

The ground cracked inch by inch; where Xiao Tianci stood, there appeared a circular pit ten zhang wide.

The dust just started to rise, Xiao Tianci was already standing in front of Ding Shu, the emerald green longsword pointed at Ding Shu’s brow, a drop of bright red blood pearl gently falling.

Master Cangfeng slowly spoke, "Lu Qian, what is the name of this disciple of yours?"