Chapter 308: God-Beating Whip

According to the tournament rules, the pair advancing after the first elimination round was indeed Golden Wind Island versus Tianyao Holy Land.

But the first round hasn't even finished yet; other families still have to compete. How can the second round advance match happen now?

So Anuo's words weren't a challenge, but a statement showing she wasn't afraid of him, while actually knowing a fight couldn't happen.

The elder leading Golden Wind Island then spoke calmly: "Since we are indeed matched against each other after advancing, fighting now isn't a major problem, as long as others agree to let us go first... Do all of you agree?"

The other elders looked at each other, all feeling tempted.

Regardless of each family's own motives, their common goal was to slap Tianyao Holy Land in the face.

At this moment, Ye Tinglan was absent. Although many elders from Tianyao Holy Land were present, none possessed the authority to settle matters with a single word like Ye Tinglan. Wasn't it a pity not to cause some trouble for Tianyao Holy Land while this opportunity existed?

Thus, they spoke with one voice: "Since the situation has arisen, it is acceptable for your two families to fight first."

Immediately, an elder from Tianyao Holy Land shouted sternly: "Do you treat the Grand Competition as a child's game? The rules have their own procedures; how can they be adjusted arbitrarily!"

Someone said softly: "Wasn't it your own child who said this?"

Anuo shrank her head.

The Tianyao Holy Land elder almost laughed in anger: "I have heard for the first time that a group of first-grades, including an old man of a hundred years, would follow the instructions of a child! Anuo, start a sect another day and let them bow to you."

The Tianyao disciples were all laughing, while Anuo puffed out her chest and placed her hands on her hips.

The people from Golden Wind Island laughed and said: "Regardless, our match being advanced affects others. As long as those affected have no objections, isn't that enough? Seekers of immortality and the Dao, why be so dogmatic and rigid?"

Everyone said: "No objections. We also want to see how much strength such a small young cultivator actually possesses."

Anuo frowned, sensing the atmosphere was strangely odd.

Although Anuo was usually a little scheming, in actual big matters she was basically used to letting her master do the thinking, so her little head began to look around for her master.

Lu Xingzhou had long heard the commotion here. Returning from the beach behind, he stood by the high platform watching for a while, then transmitted his voice to Anuo: "Fight. I want to observe what their purpose is. Remember, safety first; do not seek victory."

Receiving her master's transmitted voice, Anuo felt greatly reassured and, placing her hands on her hips, said: "That uncle, can you do it or not? If not, just swap in the sister holding the umbrella behind you."

The elders of Tianyao Holy Land were stunned, but Fang Qihao had already flashed onto the arena: "Little sister, you provoked this yourself; don't say I am bullying someone. Come, let uncle give you three moves."

Lu Xingzhou stroked his chin. Judging by this attitude, at least they were not targeting his master and disciple. At the very least, the opponent had not yet taken Anuo seriously.

Anuo obediently stepped forward, clenched her small fist to signal, and very comically let out a "Ya!" before striking down with her little fist.

Fang Qihao casually blocked.

"Bang!"

A terrifying force thousands of times beyond expectation surged into his palm. Fang Qihao let out a惨 cry, and his right arm directly fractured.

Seemingly honest and obedient Anuo flashed like a ghost, throwing her whole body into Fang Qihao's embrace.

"Thud!" Fang Qihao flew up as if riding clouds and mist, crashing into a pillar beside the arena. The pillar collapsed directly. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and, trembling, pointed at Anuo: "You, you..."

The entire audience stood up.

This Fang Qihao was no pushover; he had just one-shot and killed an equal-level opponent in his previous match!

Yet, due to a moment of carelessness, he was beaten like a bouncing ball by a child.

Lu Xingzhou held his forehead. Had he overestimated...?

Just as he thought this, Fang Qihao, supporting himself on the broken pillar, stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned ferocious: "I underestimated you."

Lu Xingzhou narrowed his eyes, and countless hearts in the crowd shivered.

Just this ability to withstand blows was wrong...

Fang Qihao was clearly not a body cultivator specializing in hardening; the technique he used to instantly defeat his opponent in the previous battle was a magical treasure.

How could a Daoist cultivator using a magical treasure withstand such damage and act as if nothing happened?

Anuo's small face became very serious, and she assumed a defensive stance.

The next moment, a fierce gale roared past, and a steel whip suddenly appeared beside her, whipping toward Anuo's head.

Aiming for the head, not the shoulder...

Many people had already made a judgment immediately: "Not good, he is going for the kill!"

Lu Xingzhou instantly ignited a Mirror Light Talisman he hadn't used in a long time, while simultaneously summoning a Flame Demon to attack Fang Qihao's back.

At the same time, his entire body shot forward like lightning, rushing straight into the arena.

Along with him, elders from Tianyao Holy Land also swept toward the arena, and even several other elders from the "Organizing Committee."

Even if they wanted to slap Tianyao Holy Land in the face, they did not intend for anyone to actually die in such a setting, especially such a cute little girl.

In just an instant, a "Boom" explosion rang out. The steel whip struck a large flatbread, but it was not the crisp sound of metal clashing, but a shocking explosion of colliding energies.