Chapter 40: Buddha's Seal

  In the sixth round, a player who was seriously injured in the previous match could not recover and forfeited the game. One of the players drew a bye and directly entered the quarterfinals.

  However, no one thought that Yi Jiu didn't have this strength. In the previous few matches, Yi Jiu's performance had already convinced everyone.

  Whether it's against Akali or Azir or the previous match's Sejuani, one thing is certain: Jax always leaves the audience with a feeling that he still has something left in the tank.

  Only after getting drunk did he realize that the excitement of these few matches was far beyond his expectations, and the quality of this martial arts conference was much higher than he had imagined. There were so many masters of the Golden Elixir level, and the degree of brilliance was even more unimaginable. It's likely that it will be very difficult to hold such a high-quality martial arts conference again in the future.

  In times of war, a cultivator like Jundao would not be able to have a life-or-death duel here; the battlefield is where they should exist.

  The competition is proceeding very quickly, with only seven pairs of contestants left fighting on the arena, and two severely damaged arenas have not been repaired, so they were simply abandoned, anyway there are enough arenas.

  Yi Zui patiently examined the fourteen contestants waiting on stage for the top eight, and couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.

  Above the Cong Dan, only Tian Qing Jian Yang Tianyu was left, as well as Lin Xin Yan who used a knife like him, and Xuān Zhēn from the Da Xiong Temple. If there were any others, it should be that Liu Xù who couldn't see through things.

  The most formidable is still a person of good character, with only initial foundation building, but somehow managed to mix into the top 16.

  But his luck ended there, a cultivator of the Condensing Pulse stage easily defeated him and entered the top eight.

  A completely unsurprising match, the gambler who couldn't resist buying a ticket with odds of 1 to 5 was furious and tore up his betting slip. Originally thought that this emperor would give some surprise, unfortunately, he let them down.

  In fact, this kind of competition where one can tell at a glance is actually without suspense, and it's not that easy to produce a dark horse.

  If there really is such a dark horse, they probably have to carry an against-the-sky treasure on their body. However, revealing the treasure in this kind of situation would likely mean losing one's life as soon as they step onto the stage.

  But to conceal one's cultivation under the eyes of so many people, I don't know if a Mahayana cultivator can do it. Liu Xiu, as a Yuan Ying cultivator, is only making Yi Zui unable to see through his depth, and it's still a bit difficult to pretend to be a foundation-building cultivator.

  The top eight didn't let Yi Zui wait for long, Liu Xu, Yang Tianyu, Xuanzhen, and that fast knife hand Lin Xinran were all quickly defeated by their opponents, only Liu Xu's ruthless methods made Yi Zui frown deeply in his heart.

  The audience on the platform also had many who began to disbelieve him, and some people were already shouting for Liu Xu to withdraw from the competition, but the voice was not very loud, and Da Xiong Temple did not respond.

  Perhaps feeling the gaze of being sized up, the four of them also exchanged a glance.

  If things go as expected, the ultimate winner of this game is among these five people, it's a strong intuition.

  One intoxication believes that it's not just him who has this intuition, but also the other four people.

  "Next match, quarterfinals! Hualian Mountain Yizui vs. Dayong Temple Xuānzhēn!"

  The disciple who reported the news might have been reporting to his senior fellow apprentice, Xuan Zhen. He was a bit excited and felt that this shout of his was the most forceful one yet.

  Xuan Zhen made an effort to keep himself calm, gripping the wooden fish tightly in his hand. The outcome would be decided by this one move; if he lost, he was probably going to die.

  One Drunken Fist's pressure was quite great, Xuan Gang's symbol war body was very powerful and frightening, but it was killed by One Drunken Fist with brute force, his original full confidence was hit.

  Compared with others, one drunk seems much more calm and peaceful.

  "You're no match for me, and that wooden fish can't affect me."

  Yi Zui said with a calm narrative tone to Xuan Zhen, and Xuan Zhen suddenly felt that Yi Zui's words were indeed a fact.

  "How would you know if you don't try!"

  Xuan Zhen gathered his thoughts, shocked to discover that he had been thoroughly influenced by a single drunken sentence. Fortunately, he still had an ace up his sleeve, which gave him some confidence and comfort. As he spoke, he began to rhythmically beat the wooden fish.

  One intoxication sees the mysterious truth, not moved by anything, still with interest, thinking that the mysterious truth still has some tricks up his sleeve, those tricks gave him confidence, otherwise he wouldn't have recovered so quickly.

  A change from the usual dull sound of the wooden fish drum, this time Xuan Zhen actually used the wooden fish as a musical instrument, with a rhythm as smooth as flowing clouds and water.

  Xuan Zhen suddenly began to sing along with the sound of the wooden fish.

  "The Lament of Spring and Autumn, the Wooden Fish Song", this is Xuanzhen's ultimate move!

  In a daze, I suddenly felt memories from deep within my mind start to surface before my eyes.

  From being bewildered at birth, to the uncomprehending joy of childhood, then to the lonely fear of leaving Liangguo, and the faint resentment in my heart.

  Everything is so real, it's as if I've relived it all over again.

  Xuān zhēn shēng yīn hóng liàng, xiǎng chè quán chǎng, guān zhòng xí shàng de zhòng rén fēn fēn tīng tā chàng qǐ le shāng chūn bēi qiū mù yú gē, suī rán bù jí yī zuì yǐng xiǎng nà me dà, dàn yě bù shí fú xiàn nǎo hǎi shēn chù de zhǒng zhǒng jì niàn.

  Some people even thought of the bitter past and began to sob quietly, Xuan Zhen took a slow step towards Yi Zui, he really didn't dare to move quickly, there was only one chance.

  His eyes, however, were flashing with a silvery white light, which was somewhat obscured in the sunlight.

  Great move!

  Even Lianyi couldn't help but secretly admire the perfect match between this set of techniques and the wooden fish treasure, increasing its power by more than tenfold. Adding to that, his infatuation with Liang Guo had affected him so deeply at that moment.

  One lamp is indeed looking forward to it, if one intoxication can wake up from these memories, the state of mind will probably grow into an existence that even he has to look up to. Perhaps, the state of mind is the key to achieving true Buddha!

  A single lamp cannot be inferred from the subtle possibilities within it.

  Something changed in a drunken memory, and it turned out that the Great Ming boundary had undergone a drastic change. Liang Guo sent bad news, the capital was destroyed, and King Liang was captured alive.

  Sweat beads as big as beans rolled down from his drunken face, and his body trembled slightly.

  Xuan Zhen's face was also somewhat pale, he wanted to influence a drunkard but it was so difficult, the drunkard's state of mind was too strong, strongly making him almost want to give up.

  But seeing that there was still a small distance left, he gritted his teeth tightly and grasped the wooden fish with all his might, the veins on his hand bulging out in effort.

  One drunk saw himself disregarding their advice, resolutely returning to the country, and on the road he had traveled, there were only corpses, and the entire Liang State was simply too miserable to look at.

  He rushed back to the capital in a flurry of anxiety, only to see his father, King Liang, had already taken his own life. Countless citizens of Liang knelt on the ground and surrendered, he looked around blankly, but it seemed as if no one saw him!

  How can this be? How can this be?

  His face turned even paler after getting drunk, and there was actually fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth!

  Xuan Zhen's spirit was greatly lifted, and his confidence returned to him. Zhi Wen was also overjoyed in his heart, for if he were to die at Xuan Zhen's hands, it would be more comforting than dying at Liu Xu's hands.

  In the audience, Yao's heart was also tied up.

  Saw a drunk with a pale face and blood at the corner of his mouth, felt very heartbroken.

  Who would have thought that Brother Yi's usual sunny and cheerful appearance actually has a fragile side.

  As she thought about it, Yao suddenly felt that she had always been bullying Yi Zhi, and often made unreasonable demands, and couldn't help but bite her lip and sob quietly.

  Fa Bao's heart was also lifted high, but unlike Yao Yao's worries, Fa Bao clenched his fists and cheered silently "Come on! Come on!" He believed that his master would definitely be able to do it, and Xuan Zhen would only be a stepping stone for him.

  In the corner of the audience seat, Yīnǔ looked at the painful expression on his drunken face and felt a little heartache, wanting to hold him in her arms and comfort him gently.

  She took two big bites of her biscuit and lowered her head, afraid that if she looked at him any longer, she would really fall in love with everything about him.

  A heart that's drunk with sorrow is struggling in agony, it shouldn't be like this!

  It can't be! How could Father King possibly take his own life?

  How could Liang Wang, who alone bore seven-tenths of the country's power, possibly be captured alive or take his own life?

  That's impossible!

  A drunken head, suddenly unfolded with a few golden threads.

  His body was drunk, in violent trembling, the spiritual power inside him was rushing about wildly, but he was completely unaware.

  Murong Xue was originally standing quietly on the sea of blood, even if she had fallen into a deep memory illusion, she hadn't opened her eyes. But at this moment, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and even open her delicate pink small mouth.

  Could it be that he really is invincible?

  She couldn't believe her own judgment, this was the first time she had a basis for judgment, and she began to wonder if she should have taught him those immortal cultivation techniques.

  Impossible! My father king only died in battle, how could he possibly take his own life? The people of Liang Kingdom will only fight to the death, how can they possibly surrender?!

  You fight for the world, and the people are not afraid of death, this is my Liang State!

  A growing number of golden ginkgo leaves are gathering together, attracting almost everyone's attention.

  A cluster of golden wheat slowly changed, gradually forming a vague human shadow, reflected behind the drunk's back.

  Xuan Zhen was shocked and saw that the blurry figure seemed to open its eyes to him at this moment!

  The silver-white light in his eyes dissipated, and two streams of blood flowed from his eyes.

  "Bang!"

  The wooden fish in Xuánzhēn's hand suddenly shattered.

  Xuan Zhen's body stiffened, and he involuntarily stopped in his tracks. He felt a surge of blood and energy throughout his body, and his spiritual power churned wildly. A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out violently, as if he had suffered a severe blow. His entire person collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

  "That is... That is..."

  A lamp in his heart kept saying that it was, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, as if he had seen the most unthinkable thing, but dared not to speak out the conjecture in his heart.

  Buddha's seal! That is the true Buddha's seal!

  Is it the highest level effect of "Mahaprajnaparamita Buddha Seal" or Soul Guard?

  Yi Deng's insight was surprisingly hesitant to determine what exactly was going on, as he had previously thought highly of Yi Zui due to his deep Buddhist affinity and astonishing potential.

  But after seeing Buddha's seal, his mentality changed again. He even had a hint of reverence for Yizhen at this moment, a reverence for Buddha.