Chapter 78: Luo Fu's Power

  The Emei Sect has gone all out this time.

  Kong Zhan looked at the stage with a hint of boredom, where Zhu Zi Fan and Fang Yue Er were fighting fiercely. Originally, in Emei's plan, this should have been the final match, but because he couldn't gauge his own strength, it was postponed to now.

  The two of them must fight a match and it will necessarily be an all-out one, this is a step in the plan.

  Cultivators, no matter how much they talk or brag, what's most important is still their actual strength. No matter how strong your background is or how high your status is, if you don't have the strength to back it up, in the end it's all just a fleeting illusion. Especially when it comes to dual cultivation, if one party's strength is clearly weaker than the other's, they'll be considered mismatched. But if both parties are extremely strong and evenly matched, and are also young and beautiful, then there's no issue. Sometimes, rumors will even spread about them.

  After fully demonstrating one's strength, seize the opportunity to concede graciously, showing one's magnanimity and gaining maximum support.

  Because in every heart there is a beautiful wish.

  Everyone has a romantic fate with an immortal partner, but only envies the love of mandarin ducks and does not envy that of immortals.

  If these two people on the stage of comparison show completely transcendent strength that is beyond ordinary third-generation disciples, making people amazed and feeling unbelievable, plus their identities are equivalent, their appearances match, one a stunning beauty, one a handsome young man, then without others spreading rumors, in many people's hearts, they will also be fantasized as a couple, and there will even be people thinking that if the two get married, it would add a beautiful story to the entire cultivation world.

  At this time, if Emei suddenly proposed to Qinglingmen for marriage, it would inevitably win the support and response of most people among the thousands of practitioners above and below, which is the first kind of momentum that Emei wants to borrow.

  The second is the great mediator.

  The matchmaker was Li Shao Dong, the former leader of Wansheng Valley for two generations and the current leader, Hua Yue Weng's master. This Li Shao Dong had great kindness towards Qingling Gate and was once the leader of Wansheng Valley, his weight was enough to make it difficult for Qingling Gate to refuse. With these two factors combined, half of the success was achieved. Then there were some subsequent heavy conditions and means, all of which showed Emei's weight and strength as the first sect in cultivation, making it hard to refuse, while also showing Emei's determination to strike a decisive blow.

  The Qingling Gate has not had a female disciple get married for 500 years. If this time, Zhu Zifan marries Fang Yue'er, it will be the first cultivator to pair up with a Qingling Gate female disciple in 500 years. In that case, the significance would no longer be just about Zhu Zifan and Fang Yue'er's dual cultivation.

  It's not just a matter of two people, but also means that the relationship between Emei and Qingling will be closer, and Emei's power will inevitably rise further. In the impending dramatic change, the leader's position will inevitably become more stable.

  It's just Mount Emei's abacus of good fortune, or an unrealized conception, a beautiful dream.

  And Kong Zhan was destined to become a typical bad boy who ruins other people's beautiful dreams.

  The two on stage have reached a boiling point, while the crowd below has been left staring in amazement.

  Is this the power that a third-generation disciple should have?

  Is this possible?

  But they are just third-generation disciples, all of whom are under twenty years old. How can they have such profound cultivation?

  As time passed, Fang Yue's scattered true yuan outside became increasingly deep, and the originally emerald green color turned into a dark green color. The rich and intense congenital wood true yuan matched her sword moves, dense and long-lasting. Zhu Zifan almost used up all his strength but still couldn't break through her sword moves.

  This made Zhu Zifan somewhat impatient, although he had already agreed with his elders at home that when the time was right, he would admit defeat and take the opportunity to propose a marriage. However, in his understanding, this opportune moment was when he had the upper hand, or at least could save face. But now, it seemed like he was at a disadvantage, which meant admitting defeat, and proposing at that time wouldn't have its original effect. The words spoken would also be ridiculed by others.

  As he thought of this, the sword in his hand tightened, the true yuan inside his body flowed, and a golden light began to flash on the sword.

  Fang Yue'er's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and the corners of her mouth, hidden behind her veil, flickered with a cold smile. Her originally soft and flowing sword movement changed in an instant, as she stabbed straight at Zhu Zifan's brow like a snake spitting out its letter.

  Clever, Quick, Strange

  This sword, fully captured the true essence of three words, Zhu Zi Fan had strengthened his own True Yuan to urge his sword, but the power of that True Yuan hadn't even had time to be released, when Fang Yue Er's sword had already reached his eyebrow.

  His face changed suddenly, and Zhu Zifan let out a light cry. As he rapidly retreated, a golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and a large golden hand emerged to grab the sword that was stabbing towards his own brow.

  Fang Yue'er's eyes narrowed, her wrist shook, and nine sword flowers burst forth, colliding with the large hand. The two bodies simultaneously trembled, both retreating backward at the same time.

  "Is it the Primordial Spirit's transformation?!"

  As soon as those big hands came out, everyone was shocked. The Yuanshen's transformation into an object is an extremely high-level divine ability, and only when the Yuanshen is extremely stable and the true yuan is sufficient will it have such great power.

  However, Fang Yue'er was not moved at all. The sword flower rose again, and the primordial spirit transformed into objects. In her eyes, it was just a kind of dazzling and impractical skill. She could do it, and Kong Zhuan could also do it. It was nothing to be surprised about.

  Wait a minute, why did I think of Kong Yan? What does this have to do with that dead fatso Kong Yan?

  A strange thought flashed through her mind, Fang Yue'er felt a heat on her face, looking at the Zhu Zifan in front of her made her even more annoyed, a hint of cyan air flashed across her face, and the sword speed suddenly increased by tenfold.

  "Oh no, someone's in trouble!"

  The azure sword unfolded like a water curtain, and in Kong Yan's eyes, it was extremely comforting.

  "Zhū Zǐ Fán seems to have another move!"

  "Afterwards, Wang Ba Dan didn't have a comeback!" Kong Zhan's mouth corner rose with a cold smile as he glanced at Li Yuan Hua, "Shibo, according to your words, this Zhu Zi Fan will admit defeat when he has the upper hand. But what if he can't gain the upper hand? Won't the idiots of Emei Sect think of this?"

  "Perhaps they had too much faith in Zhu Zifan?! Lee Won-hwa also smiled, indeed, with Zhu Zifan's strength, even if he were to be placed several hundred years ago, he would still have taken first place at the Friendly Competition of Skills and obtained the Xianxu, but now, looking at Kong Zhao beside him, his smile seemed more and more like a mountain peach blossom... It seems that this time, Emei Sect underestimated him!"

  "Let's see what Zhu Zifan's final move is! Kong Zhan stared coldly at Zhu Zifan, who was being forced to retreat step by step on the stage, and suddenly came out with a sentence that made Li Yuanhua's heart chill: "Master uncle, if I accidentally kill this guy, will anything happen?"