Chapter 918

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"Zhou Chang wins, one point added!"

The area below the platform fell instantly silent; after a good while, thunderous applause erupted.

Everyone was stunned; no one had expected that this old man, merely at the Qi Refining Middle Stage, could wield Four-Element Arts with such proficiency, and relying solely on a Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivation, he defeated a Qi Refining Late Stage opponent.

Such comprehension and ability truly commanded admiration.

Xu Zhangqing sat on the main viewing platform, watching the victorious Zhou Chang, and couldn't help but nod slightly, a hint of praise appearing in his eyes.

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With the Outer Sect matches coming to a close, next came the Inner Sect matches.

The Four Talents and Shen Yan appeared one after another.

First to appear was Shi Pojia, the most terrifying defensive existence among the Inner Gate Four Talents.

His figure was burly like a small mountain, muscles knotted all over his body; a set of cyan tight-fitting clothes was stretched taut, and when he stepped onto the Dueling Platform, the surface trembled.

Shi Pojia's opponent was a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Sword Cultivator, Zhao Liang.

He held a tempered Qing Steel Long Sword, the sword body gleaming with a biting cold light.

He excelled at Agile Sword Moves, specializing in breaking defensive cultivators.

After cupping his fists in salute, Zhao Liang spoke: "Shi Pojia, relying solely on physical defense, you ultimately cannot withstand my long sword!"

Though he spoke thus, he did not attack rashly; instead he began to maneuver, circling Shi Pojia and constantly probing, trying to find a flaw in the Body Cultivator.

Facing this, Shi Pojia's expression was calm, both feet planted firmly on the Dueling Platform like a boulder, letting his opponent circle at will.

A moment later, seizing the gap when Shi Pojia turned, Zhao Liang's figure suddenly accelerated, his long sword weaving three sword flowers, stabbing straight at the waist.

It seemed this was a relatively weak spot of the physical body.

Only a crisp "clang" was heard; the long sword precisely pierced Shi Pojia's waist, yet was bounced back, and the sword body even collapsed open with a notch.

Shi Pojia didn't move a muscle, not even lowering his head to glance, and said flatly: "Is that all you're capable of?"

Zhao Liang was greatly shocked, yet unwilling to accept it.

Relying on his agile figure, he kept circling Shi Pojia.

The long sword stabbed out repeatedly, targeting weak points like limb joints and the neck.

For a time sword shadows flew densely, like a violent storm.

"So this is an Inner Sect Disciple's battle?"

"Compared to this, the Outer Sect is like playing house!"

"Thrilling, truly thrilling!"

The audience below watched with unblinking eyes, every single one.

One saw yellow Spiritual Light coiling around Shi Pojia's whole body; no matter how fierce the opponent's sword moves, they could not break through his defense, every collision accompanied by a crisp metallic ringing.

After several exchanges, Shi Pojia remained steady as Tai Shan, while Zhao Liang began to falter.

At first his sword moves just slowed a fraction; later even his breath grew disordered.

Most of his mana was consumed on breaking the defense, yet he hadn't even touched the corner of Shi Pojia's clothes.

Only then did Shi Pojia finally move.

He shifted his body slightly, dodging the incoming long sword, and raised his hand — a heavy punch.

One punch blasted out, fist wind howling.

Carrying terrifying power, it smashed straight at the opponent's chest.

Zhao Liang's face changed drastically; he hurriedly raised his long sword to block, but the fist force instantly shattered it, and his whole person flew off the Dueling Platform like a broken kite, crashing heavily on the ground, whereupon he admitted defeat in a sorry state.

Shi Pojia patted the dust off his body, then walked off the Dueling Platform expressionless.

Such a spectacular battle drew bursts of cheers from below.

Even those provocative visiting cultivators now frowned.

Shi Pojia's defense is truly terrifying.

Next up was Su Che; his figure was lean, clad in a set of light-colored tight-fitting clothes.

His steps were light, giving a sense of being light as a swallow.

His opponent was a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Wood Spirit Root Disciple named Zhou Mu.

He excelled at using Black Iron Vine to bind and Poison Technique to attack, perfectly countering speed-type cultivators like Su Che.

Black Iron Vine can seal off an area, poisonous miasma can slow and paralyze the body; once entangled, Su Che's speed advantage would be greatly reduced.

The match began, and Zhou Mu struck first.

Green light rose from his hands, he muttered incantations, and in an instant ten thick Black Iron Vines drilled out, coiling toward Su Che like venomous snakes.

As the Black Iron Vines moved, they emitted black poisonous gas.

Su Che's eyes condensed, his figure turned into an afterimage, instantly dodging the Black Iron Vines' entanglement.

Seeing this, Zhou Mu immediately controlled the Black Iron Vines to chase and coil around Su Che; the poison gas spread along with them, covering most of the Dueling Platform area.

The audience below couldn't even see clearly; Su Che's figure was now in the east, now in the west, the Black Iron Vines always a step behind him.

Su Che dodged while observing his opponent's flaws.

He discovered that when Zhou Mu controlled the Black Iron Vines he barely moved, as if he had to concentrate his spirit.

And the area covered by the Black Iron Vine remained centered on the opponent throughout.

Seeing this, Su Che suddenly accelerated, transforming into a gale, and in an instant rushed behind his opponent, his fingertip rising with cold light, pointing at the back of the heart.

Zhou Mu was instantly horrified; as he turned, he controlled the Black Iron Vine to block in front of his body.

Unexpectedly, Su Che had long anticipated his movement; his figure flashed, and he arrived at the other side, then his fingertip touched the opponent's wrist.

Zhou Mu's wrist went numb, and his Spiritual Power instantly stagnated.

The Black Iron Vine withered instantly, and the poisonous qi dissipated along with it.

Then, not giving the opponent time to react, Su Che gathered mana at his fingertip; a tiny wind blade shot out, grazing past Zhou Mu's shoulder and nailing into the Xuan Iron tabletop, leaving a deep spiritual mark.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Mu broke out in a cold sweat: "I... I lost."

Su Che withdrew his mana, expressionless from beginning to end.

Xu Zhangqing sat on the main viewing platform, unable to help but nod: "This child's talent is extremely high, almost not inferior to Spirit Rong Night; given time he will surely become a great vessel."

Not long after, it was Lu Yan's turn to appear.

This person had a medium build, ordinary appearance, looking as if he had no outstanding qualities at all.

He formed a stark contrast with Shi Pojia's burly frame and Su Che's agility.

His opponent was likewise a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Earth Spiritual Root Disciple.

Zhao Ke said coldly: "Lu Yan, you look ordinary, yet you managed to rank among the Inner Gate Four Talents; one would think you have some ability.

I'd like to see, since we're both Earth Spiritual Roots, how you intend to win!"

As soon as his voice fell, he raised his hand and waved; the Dueling Platform instantly bulged up with a thick Earth Wall, protecting his whole person within.

At the same time, dozens of sharp Earth Thorns drilled out from the surrounding area, all shooting toward Lu Yan.

Facing this situation, Lu Yan's expression did not change.

He did not attack rashly; instead he stood in place observing his opponent.

Seeing the Earth Thorns whistling over, he merely put up an Earth Shield in front of his body.

Zhao Ke saw this, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The opponent's reaction was much worse than he had imagined.

He originally thought there would be move-for-move countering; he didn't expect merely a single Earth Shield.

He felt slighted, therefore he increased his mana output; the surrounding Earth Thorns became even denser, and several Earth Thorns even fused into Earth Spears, stabbing fiercely at Lu Yan.

The Earth Spear's power far surpassed the Earth Thorns.

Air-tearing sounds rang out in succession, revealing terrifying damage.

But unexpectedly, Lu Yan suddenly revealed a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, then used a move exactly the same as his opponent's.

Also an Earth Wall, yet more condensed, more solid.

Also Earth Spears, yet greater in number, larger in body type.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After several loud booms, the Earth Wall created by Zhao Ke showed large cracks.

He poured all his strength into driving his mana, attempting to repair it.

But Lu Yan gave no chance; with a wave of his hand, more Earth Spears shot out!