3 matches in 7 days

  New week, brothers support more!

  "The first match today, Ziyun Mountain Zhang Zi vs Yishan Mountain Chen Kunlun!"

  The host of the duel was also a Jindan period cultivator. It's worth noting that in the cultivation world, a Jindan period cultivator is a top-notch expert who can dominate an entire region. And here at Tianfeng Sect's Yidi Mountain, there were over a hundred such Jindan experts. Each and every one of them had an aura that was either simmering or boiling, vividly showcasing the profound foundation of the top ten sects.

  As the host elder's voice fell, two figures appeared in the arena, and then a protective array was activated, enveloping both of them.

  "Zhang Shixiong, please spare your subordinate!" Chen Kunlun showed politeness and bowed his hands to Zhang Zi.

  "Brother Chen, you're being too polite." Zhang Zixin nodded and said.

  "Let's start!"

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!!!" Chen Kunlun didn't hold back either, taking the initiative to make his move. With a single strike, he unleashed his full power, and his magic swirled around him, transforming into countless blades that shot towards Zhang Ziyi with deadly precision. These blades of magical energy were incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through gold and iron.

  "Take it!" However, all that could be seen was Zhang Zifa's large hand opening up, and a massive palm of energy suddenly appearing out of thin air. This enormous palm was as big as a house, and it reached out to grab the incoming swords and knives. Astonishingly, it managed to grasp all of them in its palm. Immediately after, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the palm returned to its original size, but its shape expanded once again by another circle.

  "Go!"

  Zhang Ziyue moved his palm, and the mighty hand of the law rushed towards Chen Kunlun with a loud whoosh. Before it even arrived, Chen Kunlun's entire body, including his clothes and hair, was blown backward by the fierce gust of wind.

  "I give up!" Chen Kunlun's body was under great pressure from the giant palm, and he knew that he was far inferior to Zhang Zi. He conceded cleanly and quickly.

  "Unexpectedly, Shixiong is so powerful, that one palm's power is close to the strength of a hundred fierce bulls. It seems that it's only a step away from reaching the foundation period." Jiang He thought to himself.

  "Congratulations, senior brother." Jiang He smiled and said.

  Zhang Zi smiled and nodded: "These are just appetizers, the next few dishes will be the real challenge. Younger brother, you should take a good look and make some preparations."

  "The second round, Shuǐ Kuí Mountain Lóu Xī Shuǐ versus Yīng Shān Dīng Yún."

  As the host elder's voice fell, a woman in white stepped onto the stage, her body surrounded by a thin layer of mist, making her appear elusive. However, her eyes were exceptionally clear, but they also revealed a sense of indifference. Jiang He tried to probe his divine sense over, to see what this mysterious woman looked like under the mist. But when his divine sense touched the mist, he found that it was blocked.

  "Thank you, Sister Luo."

  Ding Yun was a sturdy Han man, but he was very polite and greeted him.

  "Boom!"

  After a loud shout, his hands fiercely patted his chest, and a dull sound wave spread out in all directions with him as the center. His body shot straight towards Rosy like a cannonball. He was actually going to use close combat!

  "Lock!"

  Simply facing the impact of Zhuang Han Ding Yun, Luo Xi Shui still had an unperturbed expression, only stretching out a slender white finger from the mist to poke at Ding Yun.

  Immediately, a rope made of water spiritual energy formed around Ding Yun's body, tightly binding him. He struggled with all his might but couldn't break free.

  It's just a finger, yet it's full of charm. Although Lucy only stretched out one finger, the mysterious aura on her body took this finger as an opening and lightly unfolded a corner towards Jiang He, and Jiang He thought that this woman must be stunningly beautiful.

  Luosi water, I must see what you look like, Jiang He thought in his heart.

  "The third round, Jin Kui Mountain's Broken Sword versus Mi Shan Li Yao."

  Jin Kuishan Zanshen was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth, slender in build and with a cold, unyielding expression. When he appeared, a gigantic golden sword hovered above his head, emitting a sharp aura. Although this giant sword was condensed from magical energy, its quality was not inferior to that of ordinary magical artifacts.

  "This is the Jin Kuai Mountain's Zhong Jian technique, when cultivating it condenses one's Fa Li into a golden sword. Every day during practice, use Fa Li to nourish it, its true power is not inferior to that of a magic tool. Moreover, if cultivated deeply enough, it can automatically give birth to a Sword Spirit." Zhang Zi introduced.

  "Then isn't he taking advantage of this competition? Others can't use magic treasures, but he can."

  "Not bad, this is also the reason why the Jin Kui Mountain sect has always been able to get a good ranking in the martial arts conference of the various sects. However, it seems that this time, he can't beat that Luosi Shui who possesses the Tian Shui Ling Gen."

  "What is Tian Shui Ling Gen?"

  Zhang's expression turned serious, and he said, "That's right. This refers to those who are born with the ability to control water spiritual energy in the single water spiritual root. These people don't need their spiritual roots to be opened up, they can cultivate on their own, and as their cultivation increases, they will automatically comprehend the rules of water spiritual energy in the world. Such people become more and more formidable later on."

  "So it was like that." Jiang He nodded.

  Mi Shan Li Yao was a woman of twenty-five or six years old. This woman had a plump figure and a smile that filled her face.

  "Be gentle, Zan Jian, don't be too ruthless later." Li Yao said with a smile, her voice was extremely sweet and charming, carrying a strong temptation that made men's hearts involuntarily rise with affection.

  Upon hearing her speak, Zhang Ziyu let out a sigh and introduced: "The people of Misty Mountain are the most troublesome. The members of their family like to pursue some strange and unusual methods, making one unknowingly follow the Tao."

  "What's wrong, Brother Jiang? Have you been taken advantage of by them?" Jiang He asked with a smile.

  "It's okay, I guess. But whether it's a loss or a gain is hard to say." Zhang Zixin smiled wryly and seemed unwilling to discuss the matter further, changing the subject: "Look at how these women are acting."

  "Hmph!" Upon hearing Li Yao's words, the broken sword let out a cold hum and ignored her.

  "Let's start!"

  Just as the host elder's voice fell, the broken sword had already controlled the golden giant sword on his head and slashed it down. This slash was clearly made with all his might, and the space was rumbling in response.

  "Not a bit of pity for the beauty!" Jiang He sneered. But Zhang Zi didn't respond, instead he focused his attention on Li Yao's moves in the arena.

  But just as the golden giant sword was about to fall, Li Yao's body suddenly transformed into over a hundred, escaping in all directions. At the same time, each shadow's palm moved, and strands of magical power appeared, fine and dense. These fine strands of magical power were like silkworms, wrapping around the golden giant sword that had been left behind.

  "Junior brother, watch out for Li Yao's next move!" Zhang Ziyu suddenly said.

  Jiang He looked carefully and saw that the broken sword's mouth sprayed a stream of vital energy onto the giant sword. The golden giant sword shook, and waves of hazy golden light spread out from its body, cutting off those threads of magical power.

  At this moment, all of Li Yao's shadows merged into one woman, who flashed in front of Can Jian. Qianqian pointed with her finger and rushed straight to Can Jian's dantian.

  The remaining sword was shocked, and the golden giant sword on his head couldn't be controlled in time, so the law power surged out and blocked it in front of his body. But immediately after, he felt a hard object hitting his lower back, and a stream of law power wrapped around his dantian through his waist eye.

  "Go!"

  Right after that, a strong force from behind knocked the Broken Sword out of the arena! Li Yao's figure strangely appeared behind the Broken Sword, while the Li Yao in front of it shattered and disappeared like a mirror.

  "Li Yaosheng!"

  Zan Jian, who was ranked third, unexpectedly lost to Li Yao, who was ranked in the lower three. This result was clearly beyond the expectations of most people. Zan Jian, who had been photographed outside the arena, found it especially hard to believe, muttering to himself: "Impossible, impossible."

  "Be careful in the next match, Canjian." A sweet voice sounded in Canjian's ear, and when he turned around, he found that Li Yao was already standing in front of him.

  "What just happened? I clearly..." "Let's watch the game first, I'll tell you later." Li Yao smiled mysteriously.

  "The fourth game, Emperor Mountain Wind Ling Ka vs Earth Kuishan Jin Biao!"

  "Yi Di Shan must win! Yi Di Shan must win!......"

  A deafening chant suddenly erupted, and the home advantage of Emperor Mountain was revealed.