Chapter 235: Challenge (2)

Around the arena, at least ten thousand white-clad disciples had gathered, and many more white-clad disciples were rushing here. Accepting challenges from over a thousand fellow-level disciples at once, this was unprecedented in the Dao Academy.

Disciples of the Dao Academy who heard the news almost didn't want to miss such a golden age.

Wang Ping stood alone on the arena, after saying those words, his eyes slightly closed, quietly waiting for the first challenger to come up.

I'll come!

A white-clad disciple let out a loud shout and flew straight toward the arena.

I am Zhu Xiangyang; please instruct me!

This disciple was also decisive; after stating his name, a flash of light appeared in his right hand, and a large blue bowl appeared in his hand.

The bowl's blue light flickered; Wang Ping could feel strong seal fluctuations on it, and it emitted a rich water-attribute spiritual power.

And as Zhu Xiangyang took out the blue bowl, dense water vapor condensed around him; in the blink of an eye, the arena within a thirty-li radius became a surging blue ocean.

Please!

Wang Ping spoke lightly; yellow light surged on his body, and a three-inch seal appeared around him.

At the same time, an invisible gravity appeared; in an instant, all the waves fell heavily without splashing a single drop; the thirty-li blue water surface became calm as a mirror, as if a huge mirror were inlaid on the arena.

Seeing this, the white-clad disciples all frowned; they had seen gravity fields before, but such a fierce gravity field was something they had never seen.

Clearly just a first-level Dao Manifestation Realm dao technique, yet it suppressed Zhu Xiangyang's second-level Dao Manifestation Realm dao technique: Ten Thousand Waters.

I've heard that Wang Ping created a dao technique in the lower realm; could that be the reason?

In the distance, Dongfang Hong frowned and asked.

Impossible; even if one created a dao technique, being invincible at the same level is already remarkable; I've never heard of being able to suppress a fifth-level realm technique by crossing just one minor level. He Peng said lightly.

On the arena, Zhu Xiangyang felt a pressure appear out of nowhere; its strength made his body, standing on the water, sink three cun.

At the critical moment, he lifted his natal treasure, the Swallowing Abyss Bowl, to resist the omnipresent pressure.

This natal treasure of his is an imitation of a powerful spirit treasure from his clan, possessing a trace of a spirit treasure's might.

Thus he could withstand the pressure, but Zhu Xiangyang knew he couldn't wait any longer, or he might lose his chance to act.

In his dantian, the blue golden core suddenly blazed with light, surging spiritual power poured into the Swallowing Abyss Bowl; the originally blue bowl, after receiving the spiritual power infusion, had a flash of blue light at its rim.

In an instant, a rushing great river shot out from that blue bowl, and his gravity field became somewhat turbulent for a moment.

Wang Ping's expression turned grave; he threw the Heaven-Overturning Seal from his hand, which instantly transformed into a ten-zhang-high great seal, then, with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, he smashed it toward that blue river.

Boom!

The great seal and the water column collided, sending up huge splashes; the originally unstoppable water column was directly shattered.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiangyang threw the Swallowing Abyss Bowl into the high sky, letting it instantly become about a zhang in size; in an instant, another water column, thicker than before, appeared, like a Milky Way falling down, smashing toward the Heaven-Overturning Seal.

Wang Ping's expression remained unchanged; the Heaven-Overturning Seal in his hand suddenly trembled, and a murky yellow light appeared.

Then, amid everyone's incredulous gazes, it pierced through that thick water column.

Zhu Xiangyang was extremely confident in this strike; although his Swallowing Abyss Bowl is a textile, it also possesses the power to swallow a river.

His current strength is only enough for the Swallowing Abyss Bowl to swallow half a river; the first water column that appeared was merely one-fifth of half a river.

Now this time, he has exhausted the water in the bowl; its might is incomparable to before.

How terrifying is four-fifths of half a river's worth of water? In the mundane world, that would be a natural disaster and human calamity; combined with his dao technique Ten Directions Waters,

A confident smile appeared on Zhu Xiangyang's face; how could a mere lower-realm Golden Core possibly withstand his might?

Just as he was feeling confident, a murky yellow light shot out from the water column; before he could react, it struck the Swallowing Abyss Bowl.

Crack!

A clear cracking sound made Zhu Xiangyang's face drastically change; he hurriedly turned his head to look.

In an instant his face turned deathly pale; the Swallowing Abyss Bowl, which he had exhausted all his efforts to have the clan elders refine, now showed a crack.

How is that possible?

Zhu Xiangyang shouted loudly, but the next moment his back went cold; with difficulty he turned his head to see a five-colored light sword hovering at his neck.

First match, Wang Ping wins!

A voice sounded from high above, announcing the victory of this battle.

Zhu Xiangyang walked down the arena, dejected; he never imagined that looking down on this lower-realm cultivator would result in his defeat in just two moves.

This moment is hard to accept.

The many white-clad disciples below the arena found it even harder to believe; they stayed far from the arena and couldn't clearly see what had just happened.

Among the disciples present, the yellow-clad disciples saw Wang Ping's move clearly but didn't understand its changes, while the gold-clad disciples fell into thoughtful contemplation.

A gold-clad disciple spoke up: "That yellow light seems to be spiritual light; I've seen this kind of attack technique before, but I've never seen one with such great power—what exactly is this spiritual light?"

"Let's watch again; with over a thousand white-clad disciples making a move, we'll surely get a clear view." said a gold-clad disciple.

On the arena, Wang Ping calmly said: "Next!"

I'll come! Gu Tianfeng, please instruct me.

Gu Tianfeng didn't waste words, directly summoning nine flying swords of various colors; each sword is a treasure beginning to transform into a spirit treasure, also called a half-spirit treasure.

As the flying swords emerged, the arena was filled with sharp sword qi.

Outside the arena, Dongfang Hong's face showed a smile; Dongfang Hong had made his move, this round was secure; his family's transmitted dao technique, the Nine Absolutes Sword Classic, Gu Tianfeng had already begun to grasp its basics—seeing that he could control nine flying swords shows as much.

Wang Ping stood on the arena, seeing the opponent summon nine flying swords, his heart filled with awe; no wonder this is the Dao Academy of the human race in the Spirit Realm—everyone who can enter here is a genius.

Awe aside, Wang Ping wouldn't foolishly wait in place for the opponent to prepare a big move.

The Heaven-Overturning Seal in his hand trembled, the gravity field intensified further; for metal-type treasures, gravity techniques can suppress them even better.

Gu Tianfeng instantly felt that controlling the nine flying swords was no longer satisfactory; the surrounding gravity suddenly strengthened, and the nine flying swords actually showed a tendency to fall to the ground.

His expression turned grave; his inner spiritual power stirred, and the sword intent of the Nine Absolutes Sword unfolded; for him, sword intent equals blade intent.

The originally heavy gravity field was instantly split open a gap; Zhu Xiangyang seized the opportunity and, in half a breath, merged the nine flying swords into one.

Wang Ping had already smashed the Overturning Heaven Seal over, turning it into a ten-zhang-sized Overturning Heaven Seal, and under the empowerment of the gravity field it became extremely heavy.

Wang Ping also fused the yellow divine light into it, so at this moment the Heaven-Overturning Seal was comparable to a great mountain.

Zhu Xiangyang had just united the nine swords when he saw the Heaven-Overturning Seal smashing down from the air.

Bang!

The air around him instantly exploded, and even the spectating disciples saw the air turn liquid.

What an overbearing strike! All the disciples had this thought arise in their hearts.

If Zhu Xiangyang weren't wearing spiritual armor, just this blast alone would have left him naked on the platform.

Even so, he felt terrible; the aura of the Heaven-Overturning Seal was too astonishing, causing his mind to be seized for a moment.

By the time he regained his senses, he had already lost the initiative, and in a panic he unleashed the Nine Absolute Sword.

Crack!

A crisp breaking sound rang throughout the arena, Zhu Xiangyang spat blood, and was directly knocked off the platform.