Chapter 351 - 350: Baili Ya Triumphs over the Mortal World
On the other side, Li Qingxuan, who was cloaked in a robe, stepped out of the Dueling Platform and then looked at Yu Qingtan with satisfaction, although Yu Qingtan paid her no mind.
For the second match, those under forty years old, Wendao Sect will first determine the participants for the duel.
"Boom–" A cyan three-legged cauldron dropped onto the Dueling Platform, with a youth in purple robes standing atop it.
"Wendao Sect’s Baili Ya, thirty-four years old, at the Nascent Soul Stage. Who dares to come up and fight with this prince!" Indeed, last year Baili Ya went into seclusion and successfully made a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage, but it was not widely publicized.
"Extreme Path Demon Sect, Luo Fanchen, thirty-one years old, at the Nascent Soul Stage. Please enlighten me." Luo Fanchen’s figure moved, turning into a gray silhouette, and he floated onto the stage. Faced with Baili Ya’s provocation, his expression remained calm, seemingly unaffected by the other’s momentum.
Luo Fanchen was dressed in a gray robe, its hem fluttering in the wind, giving off a carefree and composed air. Yu Qingtan frowned; she had seen Luo Fanchen at the Late Stage of the Golden Core back at Black Tungsten Mountain in Lotus Gate, and surprisingly, he had also reached Nascent Soul.
Seeing Luo Fanchen ascend, a cold smile hooked at the corner of Baili Ya’s mouth. After Venerable Constant Guard announced the start, he quickly formed hand seals, and a torrent of law power surged within him. His body seemed to become one with the Lifebound Artifact, the Three-legged Cang Thunder Cauldron beneath his feet, and a fierce lightning aura filled the air in an instant.
He excelled in lightning Dao Techniques, and at this moment, he was ready to defeat his opponent with the momentum of thunder.
"Thunderous Might!" Baili Ya shouted loudly, executing a Dao Technique. Dark clouds covered the sky, with thunder flashing and rumbling, as a thick bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, heading straight for Luo Fanchen.
Confronted with Baili Ya’s lightning attack, a hint of solemnity flashed through Luo Fanchen’s eyes, yet not a trace of fear appeared. Silently reciting an incantation in his heart, his gray robe stirred without wind, rustling loudly.
As his incantation was completed, a Lifebound Artifact glowing with golden light appeared in his hand, resembling a longsword; its slender blade radiated a sharp, lethal aura. @@novelbin@@
"Path of Slaughter, Sword Intent Transcends the Heavens!" Luo Fanchen uttered a low shout, then swung the longsword in his hand. A golden sword light burst forth, colliding with the lightning.
The collision of sword light and lightning in mid-air discharged blinding flashes and ear-deafening booms, shaking the entire Dueling Platform under the force.
Baili Ya, seeing this, revealed a trace of surprise in his eyes; he had not expected Luo Fanchen to have also forged a Lifebound Artifact and cultivated in Dao Techniques, his Path of Slaughter’s Sword Intent remarkably fierce.
Yet, he did not panic; instead, he controlled the lightning force even more calmly, continuously launching attacks at Luo Fanchen.
Luo Fanchen counteracted with Sword Intent; each collision between sword light and lightning deepened his understanding of the Path of Slaughter. He was constantly adjusting his state, looking for his opponent’s weaknesses.
Their battle grew increasingly fierce, and the surrounding audience was captivated by this exciting contest, holding their breath for fear of missing any detail.
Finally, in one collision between lightning and sword light, Baili Ya found an opportunity. He instantly mobilized his law force, condensing the power of lightning into a slender lightning snake that shot towards Luo Fanchen with the speed of lightning.
Luo Fanchen failed to react in time and was struck by the lightning snake. While not seriously injured, his internal power momentarily became chaotic. Baili Ya took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, a series of lightning strikes leaving Luo Fanchen hard-pressed to defend.
Under the relentless assault, Luo Fanchen eventually couldn’t hold on any longer and was hit by a bolt of lightning in the chest. His body flew backward and crashed heavily at the edge of the Dueling Platform.
"I concede!" Struggling to his feet, Luofan Chen could not continue the duel due to the turmoil of magical force within him. He took a deep breath, cupped his hands towards Baili Ya, and then left the Dueling Platform.
Although Baili Ya won the duel, his expression was far from relaxed. He knew that Luofan Chen’s strength was not to be underestimated, and if it wasn’t for his slightly deeper cultivation and more combat experience, seizing the opportunity, the outcome would still be hard to say.
With the end of this duel, the atmosphere at the scene became even tenser. Both sides knew that the upcoming duels would be even more intense and challenging.
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However, Yu Qingtan had already put her mind at ease. With Baili Ya’s victory, this martial arts tournament was as good as secured.
For the third match, it was still under forty years of age, but the Extreme Path Demon Sect was to send its contestant first.
The person who gracefully ascended the platform was a woman dressed in a long dress as pure as snow. Her skirt fluttered gently with her steps as if it stirred up waves of fairy aura. The dress was embellished with exquisitely embroidered floral patterns, each blossom seemingly infused with the spiritual energy of the world, complementing her ethereal demeanor.
Her features were pure and otherworldly, as if she were carved from ice and jade. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains tinged with ink, her eyes as tender as autumn water filled with emotion, her nose straight and elegant, her lips a pale pink like the first bloom of a peach blossom.
The cultivators of the Orthodoxy exchanged glances, having no recollection of this girl who was emanating mid-Nascent Soul stage spiritual power fluctuations. They knew that Luofan Chen was low-key, but he had made it onto the Pride of the Heavens List, and everyone knew he was a disciple of the Wan Xiong Honor.
"Extreme Dao Sect, Hua Ruxue, thirty-seven years old, mid-Nascent Soul stage. Who dares to battle me?" Hua Ruxue’s voice rang out, clear and cold.
This name was also unheard of by the crowd. Some sharp-eyed observers saw that she had suddenly appeared beside Honorable Luomu, previously concealed within Honorable Luomu’s spatial equipment. She was a hidden prodigy of the Extreme Path Demon Sect, now revealed as their trump card.
Indeed, Hua Ruxue was a secret disciple of the Ice Jade Venerable Wan Yan Bingyu, trained in secrecy and never revealed to the public. However, Venerable Shenfeng was not worried, for her opponent was Yu Qingtan.
At that moment, Yu Qingtan made her way onto the stage with graceful steps. She was clothed in a long dress with a white base, adorned with exquisite purple floral patterns that added a touch of mystery and romance to the overall look. The design of the dress was simple yet not lacking in splendor, showcasing the softness and charm of the feminine form.
"Wendao Sect, Yu Qingtan, eighteen years old, early Nascent Soul stage, please enlighten me."
As Yu Qingtan stood on the Dueling Platform, emanating her early Nascent Soul stage cultivation level and speaking such astonishing words with her melodious voice, the entire place erupted in an uproar.
The words uttered by Yu Qingtan, as she parted her red lips, resonated in the air, plunging the entire dueling field into a brief silence. The crowd gaped in astonishment, as if unable to believe what they had heard.
"Eighteen years old, early Nascent Soul stage?" Someone muttered to himself in disbelief, his voice laden with incredulity. They had thought that being able to form a Golden Core at twenty-six was unparalleled in the world, but Fairy Qingtan was even more terrifying.
"How is that possible? A Nascent Soul cultivator so young is unheard of!" Another cultivator shook his head in shock, as if trying to dispel the doubts in his mind.
Even those prodigies who usually held themselves in high esteem now displayed looks of dejection. Many of them were still in the Foundation Establishment stage at eighteen, and yet here she was already at the Nascent Soul stage.
"To compare oneself with others is to feel despair, to compare goods with others is to throw them away!"
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