Chapter 42: Borrowing the Power of Ghosts and Gods, Defying the Heavenly Way

  Liu Xu's sly smile had yet to fade, countless eyes gazed at his face, but he displayed a king-like demeanor, recklessly and wantonly, finally pinching his fingers, savoring the thrill of just having used force to pinch down, silently using the majesty of the Yuan Ying cultivator to ruthlessly trample the dignity of the crowd.

  He stood on the stage at will, and under the stage was an endless sea of angry flames.

  He glanced at him provocatively, and the anger in his drunken eyes made him feel childish. Strength is the root of this world.

  A brief silence was followed by another explosion. He stood up silently and tightly grasped the long knife in his hand.

  On the rostrum, a suppressed voice burst out from a small foundation-building disciple of Tianjianmen, fearless of the pressure of Yuanying cultivators. What was even more powerful than the pressure was the unyielding spirit in human nature, and he angrily shouted: "Disqualify him from the competition!"

  This seemingly childish shout freed more people from the shackles of fear, and they followed with a loud cry: "Cancel his qualification!"

  Right away.

  "Disqualify him from the competition!" The shouts echoed from all directions, and a small-scale commotion began to rise on the scene, with too many hot-blooded men on stage.

  A drunken fist, gripped even tighter, this is the world of cultivation, where there is only reverence for higher cultivators, but no absolute submission to them. A common man's rage can lead to blood splattering three feet!

  Liu Xiu's gaze, which seemed to devour people whole, stared straight at the Tianjian Sect disciple who dared to be the first to stand up and challenge his authority. The absolute suppression from his Yuan Soul was applied to that Foundation Stage disciple over a distance of nearly a thousand meters.

  If it weren't for the seniors of the sect taking turns to share the burden, that disciple in the foundation-building stage would have probably died from bleeding out of all seven orifices.

  With a soft sigh, he waved his sleeve, blocking the chill and injecting a bit of spiritual energy into that Foundation Building disciple who had been stunned like a wooden chicken, which allowed that Foundation Building disciple to preserve his life.

  However, the disciples of this foundation period were indeed men with a strong and unyielding character. Despite receiving such a severe warning, they did not show any signs of fear, but only an endless anger towards Liu Xiu on their faces.

  Yang Tianyu took good care of him. If it weren't for Yang Tianyu, he might not have been able to lay his foundation yet. He didn't dare to be reckless with his life.

  The abbot of Taiyuan Temple, Zhiwen, frowned slightly, perhaps because he had deliberately instructed Liu Xiu not to reveal his true strength too early, which stirred up some other thoughts in Liu Xiu's mind.

  Liu Xu may have had clever ideas, but he could only be a rough and impulsive man, whose narrow mind was insufficient to accomplish great things.

  Liu Xu's overall vision is really poor. When did he want to be reckless? If he had drunk and conceded defeat, wouldn't it have been a waste of effort?

  And Yang Tianyu, what's wrong with him, why did he have to brutally trample on so many people at this time.

  Perhaps it was because he had been promoted too quickly that Liu Xiu forgot many things, this place is not where you can kill someone in a fit of rage over petty jealousy.

  Zhiwen frowned but quickly returned to normal.

  He just exposed his discontent in his heart on his face, which is already an extreme anger.

  Liu Xiu was just a tool sent by the Sky City Sect, and he didn't care about Liu Xiu's life or death. After being arrogant on the stage, many people couldn't see tomorrow's sun.

  "The next match, Hualien Mountain One Drunk vs Quick Knife Lin Xin-Yan."

  Zhiwen personally took over the task of replacing Bao Mu's work, quietly shifting everyone's attention while covering up Liu Xiu's mistake.

  The commotion in the arena paused for a moment, but it was no longer as unified and powerful as before, and instead became chaotic.

  Zhiwen resolved this awkward situation with just one sentence, and his tone was even more majestic.

  If he hears about his promotion to Yuan Ying Xiu Shi one day, his future prospects will be even more boundless.

  One intoxication did not go on stage, just exchanged a glance with Lin Xinyan, and went out of the knife under the stage.

  Lin Xin was shocked in his heart and didn't expect Yi Jiu to be so despicable, actually launching a sneak attack from under the stage. He hastily drew his sword to block it.

  Silently and swiftly, Lin Xin's sharp knife was cut into two smooth and even pieces, the remaining knife energy cutting off a strand of his hair on his forehead, but not even breaking the skin on his forehead.

  Lin Xingyan's face dripped with sweat, his own proud knife skills were actually no match for this opponent.

  One intoxication has already calculated his blocking technique, calculated everything, the gap between the two, Lin Xinyan simply cannot imagine.

  "You're too obsessed with the sharpness of the knife; having a knife is no better than not having one."

  One drunk ruined Lin Xinyan's beloved treasured sword, dropped a sentence, and at the moment when the audience on the viewing platform was still in an uproar, he jumped onto the arena where Liu Xu and Yang Tianyu had just competed.

  The chaotic atmosphere of the stadium was one of stagnation.

  They just shouted a couple of times under the stage, taking advantage of the chaos, while Yizui directly went up. Knowing that the opponent was in the Yuanying realm, he still dared to be fearless and die, what a real man!

  Lin Xingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't care about the pain of his own treasured sword. The constraints on his cultivation were suddenly enlightened by a single sentence from the drunkard. As for winning or losing, he no longer cared.

  He is far from the realm of drunkenness, and as for Lu Xun, isn't he going to his death by going up there? The Yuan Ying cultivator wants to kill him, it's really not worth expending much effort.

  With a deep breath, he didn't have many tricks up his sleeve. Lu could hold out for a while, and Gui Qingdao might be able to break through Liu Xu's defense.

  With these two things, it's probably enough; where conviction takes you, conquer the world!

  "Can we start the final now?" Yizhen asked Zhiwen with a sarcastic tone.

  Zhiwen was not pleased with Yizui's tone, but thinking that Yizui would soon be a dead man anyway, there was no need to bother. Moreover, Yizui had helped him greatly and being able to advance to the finals immediately was the best outcome.

  If Liu Xiu's qualification is really cancelled, he will probably lose everything.

  On Mount Huashan, almost all the disciples and many of the audience bought a victory, and at that time, even if they sold the Dayuan Temple, they might not be able to make up for this number. Ma Shang immediately agreed to a victory.

  Yi Zui and Liu Xiu confronted each other, their auras fiercely colliding.

  It took a full-force activation of the "Mahāvaipulya Buddha Seal" to counter Liu Xu's malicious suppression.

  Several elders of the Tianjian Gate took advantage of this gap to quickly take away Yang Tianyu's body, and the people of the Tianjian Gate left the scene quickly afterwards.

  Settled the grudge, for fear of revenge, might have to close the mountain gate and hide for a while.

  "The final is starting!"

  Zhiwen took a swig with the attitude of "dying early is better than dying late", and declared the start of the final match, at this moment those rigid rules were no longer necessary.

  No matter how much dissatisfaction they had in their hearts, the audience on the platform temporarily endured it, only hoping that Liu Xiu could be killed to satisfy their inner dissatisfaction.

  Liu Xuanyuan's soul returned to his physical body. One was enough to deal with this drunken cultivator who had formed a Dan, and the other was that he feared being destroyed by the dark ditch.

  Although as long as the yuan soul is intact, it won't die, but losing its physical body is always a hassle, and it will also fall into an awkward period of weakness.

  Yi Zui didn't say much more, the Ghost Celebrating Knife let out a clear ring, chopping towards Liu Xiu, his heart without half a bit of fear, the knife's momentum greatly flourishing.

  Liu Xu hummed a cold sound and took out a long black rod, colliding with Gui Qing's knife.

  A crisp sound, a small gap burst on the black long stick, but it did not break.

  A huge backlash force transmitted from the tiger's mouth made his entire arm numb and swollen, with his blood churning ceaselessly.

  Liu Xiu's face turned iron-green at this time, not only was the material of that long club inferior to Yizui, but his own absolute strength also secretly fell short, fortunately his combat instincts were still good, and he didn't reveal more on his face.

  Although this blow didn't achieve anything, it boosted his confidence a lot.

  Liu Xu swiftly counterattacked, trying to gain the upper hand. The golden figure that seemed like a Buddha seal in the previous match made him somewhat uncertain, so he didn't immediately go all out. Instead, he drew his weapon, intending to make it a fatal blow if he were to strike.

  One drunkard's pressure suddenly increased, and the spiritual power of Yuanying cultivator was several times stronger than his, even if he was exhausted, he could exhaust him to the point of spiritual exhaustion.

  Even if there was still a string of magic bone Buddha beads on his body, it would be far from enough, let alone the terrifying speed at which the Yuan Ying cultivator's spiritual power recovered.

  One intoxication takes advantage of the gap to summon LuLu, and when Liu Xiu tries to probe and launch a fatal attack next time, there will be no time to summon.

  The golden law array has expanded a lot since Lulu last launched the Tiankui's anger.

  Liu Xu muttered to himself and indeed it was so, but he took a defensive stance and did not make a rash attack.

  Huashan's foundation is clear to him, and since he was sent out to participate in the martial arts conference, his combat power must not be measured by ordinary Jiedan cultivators.

  A ripple ran through the space above the law array, and Lu Ru appeared on the stage with a powerful and overbearing aura.

  "Rooooar! Born for battle!"

  Lulu made a loud roar as soon as he appeared, matching his tall and majestic figure, which brought a cheer from the stands. Having a good appearance also has its benefits, but Lulu couldn't help muttering to himself, "But didn't you say you hadn't recovered yet? How can you transform again?"

  Take a closer look, Lulu hasn't changed at all, still the same size as before. One drunken mistake and she's gasping for air, so why does it feel like Lulu is a bit off?

  Liu Xu's eyes flashed with insight, and based on his experience, he could probably guess a bit about Lu Lu's background. There weren't many famous puppets out there, no matter which one it was, he had to be careful in dealing with them, as puppets still had some powerful combat skills.

  "Scare him first."

  Lu Lu suddenly slapped her mouth and said a sentence that made Yizui almost faint.

  However, with Lu Lu by his side, he steadied himself and counterattacked in coordination with Lu Lu, barely managing to suppress Liu Xu.

  Liu Xu was somewhat at a disadvantage, as Lu Lu and Yi Zui were like giant brutes with strength greater than his, and he was at a loss in a contest of brute force.

  Helpless, Liu Xiu's primordial soul escaped for the second time today, but he was still very careful and protected his body behind him.

  One intoxication has been waiting for a long time, just waiting for his primordial soul to escape. The blue light on the Ghost Celebratory Knife converged, and One Intoxication held the knife and jumped up. His agile posture matched the overbearing opening style of the knife, and more people cheered for him, wishing they could go up and use that knife to chop Liu Xiu to pieces.

  "Borrowing the power of ghosts and gods, going against the heavens! With a drunk roar, he activated the Ghost Celebrating Knife, the greatest secret of the national treasure. The knife's soul attached to his body, his strength surged violently!"

  The pale blue knife soul was like a dragon shape, swallowing and spitting out indefinitely. This one knife cut down, must be infinite power.

  The sky changed in an instant, wind and rain were about to come, the power of Gui Qingdao had reached a forbidden level at this moment, the knife soul was reborn, and the national treasure was about to shine again.

  This knife will decide life and death, a heart as clear as a mirror, unaffected by any external disturbance.

  At this moment, Lu Lu's head was splitting with pain, a strong urge surged in his mind, he wanted to kill one drunk!