Chapter 93

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Number One Arena.

On the left side is Chu Qiu.

On the right side is Lan Tian.

The two stood facing each other, their gazes meeting in midair.

Both sensed the other's dense combat intent.

Chu Qiu, the number one Formal Disciple of Ling Beast Valley.

Ranked first on the Pre-match Ranking.

Under thirty years of age, already at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

Water and Wood Dual Spirit Root, and moreover a Mutual Generation Dual Spirit Root.

Most importantly, he has been acknowledged as master by a thousand-year Spirit Beast, 【He Qi】.

And the opponent on the other side is likewise not weak.

Lan Tian, the number one Formal Disciple of Water Pavilion.

Formerly ranked first on the Pre-match Ranking, now ranked second.

Likewise under thirty years of age, already at Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

Only awakened a Water Spirit Root.

But with strong aptitude and high comprehension, even a Single Spirit Root is still powerful.

Furthermore, he possesses a growth-type Spirit Tool, 【Autumn Water Sword】.

It is said this Spirit Tool will evolve into a Magic Tool, therefore causing many to be wary.

This appointment battle between the two, not to mention causing a huge sensation, indeed attracted many spectators.

After all, everyone wants to see what hidden cards such genius-level Cultivators have.

If one can learn a bit of technique from their battle, it will be of great help.

"Chu Qiu absolutely will not lose; after all he has a thousand-year Spirit Beast!"

"Indeed, how could Lan Tian win?"

"Not necessarily; that 【Autumn Water Sword】 is terrifying!"

The people below argued heatedly, launching into various analyses.

This even affected Xu Zhangqing's trio's stall.

Customers buying things decreased a lot.

Hu Bugui stretched his neck, looking curiously into the distance, and couldn't help asking: "Lao Zhao, you're also a Formal Disciple of 【Water Pavilion】, who do you think will win?"

Zhao Ziyue pondered upon hearing this: "I don't know Chu Qiu, but this Lan Tian appears gentle on the surface, yet is incomparably arrogant at heart; since he dared propose an appointment battle, he certainly has confidence."

Hu Bugui asked again: "Lao Xu, what do you think?"

Zhao Ziyue also revealed a curious look.

Xu Zhangqing spread his hands, saying rather helplessly: "I'm merely a Qi Refining Stage Spirit Farmer; you ask me to analyze two Foundation Establishment Stage genius Cultivators? Are you crazy!"

Crazy, right!

His own combat experience isn't rich to begin with.

Moreover, whether Chu Qiu or Lan Tian, he's only met each once.

Regarding their methods and hidden cards, almost all are heard from others' mouths.

Therefore, how could he possibly analyze who is more powerful, who will win.

"Also true." Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue nodded in deep agreement.

But for some unknown reason.

They always subconsciously seek Xu Zhangqing's opinion.

As if he is the most powerful among the three.

Afterwards, Xu Zhangqing said seriously: "Wait until they finish fighting and we'll know who's more powerful."

The only thing that makes him doubtful.

Why hasn't that thousand-year Spirit Beast 【He Qi】 appeared?

Suddenly, the entire Square became oppressive.

Whether the people on the Arena or the spectators.

All unanimously looked toward the sky above their heads.

Only to see a colossal black Pleasure Boat fly over, floating directly above everyone.

A golden banner fluttering in the wind, embroidered with a black-gold 【Qiu】 character shaped like a coiling dragon.

"Qiu Family?" Xu Zhangqing's trio swiftly exchanged glances.

Qiu Feng's matter hasn't been over long; no one will forget.

However it's not over yet.

Soon, another colossal green leaf flew in from the other side.

It emanated dense Wood Spirit Power, as if about to catalyze the growth of all things.

Not only that, one after another several more Flying Magic Tools emerged.

A black leopard with a lightning mark on its forehead and a pair of fleshy wings on its back.

A terrifying killing aura permeated its entire body.

On its back sat a burly man covered in scars.

There was also a Seven-Story Shui Jing Ta, each level displaying various fresh fruits and vegetables.

Namely: oranges, pears, grapes, lotus roots, kiwis, persimmons, mangoes.

At the four corners of the Shui Jing Ta hung dreamlike seven-colored rosy clouds.

Faintly visible inside was a mysterious woman veiled, sitting cross-legged.

"Hiss!"

"Even Core Disciples have come to watch this battle?"

"Qiu Hong, Cang Xiao, Mo Xuan, Dan Tai Yuan Yu... these are all geniuses among geniuses!"

The appearance of these few once stole everyone's attention.

Shi Gandang, Rong Yan, Huo Wan, and Jian Hanxin, closest to Number One Arena, now felt unprecedented pressure.

Ordinary immortal sect disciples were fine, without that sense of competition.

After all, everyone's cultivation realm, combat strength, and so on were all mediocre.

But they were among the top few on the Pre-match Ranking.

Even the number one in a certain type of spiritual root.

They could often feel the scrutinizing gaze projected down from above.

Lan Tian smiled slightly: "It seems everyone wants to see who will win."

Chu Qiu asked expressionlessly: "You, a single spiritual root, are sure you want to fight me?"

The smile on Lan Tian's face froze slightly, then he said in a deep voice: "I have defeated many multiple spiritual root opponents; you will become one of them."

"Then let's begin." Chu Qiu stopped wasting words upon hearing this.

Instantly, the entire Square fell silent.

Everyone nervously watched Number One Arena.

Splash splash!

The sound of flowing water rang out again.

Lan Tian flicked his right hand, and a long sword emitting pure flowing water appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The sword blade was actually formed of water, causing everyone to marvel endlessly.

At the same time, the surrounding Water Spiritual Energy became dense.

"Growth-type Spirit Weapon Autumn Water Sword?" Chu Qiu narrowed his eyes.

Lan Tian stood with his sword and shouted loudly: "Where is your thousand-year spirit beast!"

Chu Qiu shrugged: "You are not worthy of letting He Qi Da Ren make a move."

Upon these words, not to mention Lan Tian on the Arena.

Even the Spectators below the Arena all changed color one by one.

The few Core Disciples high above became even more playful in expression.

Hiss!

Unknown whether it was the sound made by Lan Tian or the sword cry produced by the Autumn Water Sword.

In an instant, the one-meter-long sword blade suddenly expanded to three meters.

Deep blue light flickered faintly within.

Breeding a profound and bone-chilling coldness.

Seeing this, Chu Qiu's right hand emerged with a Wood Spirit Seal.

With a light shake, a large pile of melon-seed-shaped seeds sprayed out.

After sensing the dense Water Spiritual Energy around, they rapidly grew.

Soon they transformed into soft waterweeds one meter in length.

If carefully observed, one would discover their two edges were extremely sharp.

With a slight stir, clear scratches immediately appeared on the hard Arena.

"Sword Waterweed?" Lan Tian raised his eyebrow upon seeing this, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

"Not over yet!" Chu Qiu suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

He shook his left hand, and a Water character similarly emerged.

The next second, extremely dense Water Spiritual Power surged out.

Madly irrigating the Sword Waterweed ahead.

Originally only one meter long, in the blink of an eye they suddenly expanded to five meters.

Like green pythons, they occupied most of the Arena.

Then they aimed at the target opposite one after another, rolling over like cutting machines.

The sound of sssss continued without end, and the entire sturdy Arena began to sway left and right.

Seeing such a scene, Lan Tian, originally still calm, stared wide-eyed, showing an unbelieving expression, and couldn't help but cry out: "You actually cultivate both water and wood spiritual roots!!!"