Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Chapter 304 Battle with Zhou Yuan

"Junior sister."

"Accepted."

After defeating Huang Yun'er with a single finger, Zhang Yan smiled calmly.

He condensed a tenth-stage Nascent Soul, and the magical power within his body was nearly ten times greater than that of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

Moreover, the purity of his magical power is comparable to that of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

Add to that the complete Thunderous True Meaning.

Cultivators of the same level are no match for him.

For Zhang Yan, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

But this is the result.

But it shocked everyone.

"In the Xuanhuang Secret Realm."

"At least, Senior Sister Huang still has the strength to fight."

"Now, I can't even withstand a single finger from my senior brother."

"A Nine-Turn Nascent Soul is truly too heaven-defying."

Song Qizhen, who had already passed the second round, stood outside the arena and exclaimed in amazement.

"Junior Brother Zhang not only has an exceptional talent for weapon crafting."

"His talent in cultivation is even more astonishing."

Even the usually calm and composed Lin Qingyue had a ripple in her eyes.

She admired Zhang Yan's talent in weapon crafting.

But now it seems.

Zhang Yan's talent in cultivation is even more extraordinary.

When she was Zhang Yan's age, she was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

But Zhang Yan was able to.

He suppressed Huang Yun'er with a single finger.

"Senior Brother Zhou."

"That Zhang Yan seems to be someone special."

"At the early stage of Nascent Soul, he suppressed Huang Yun'er with a single move."

"Although Huang Yun'er may not be considered a prodigy, her strength is enough to put her in the top forty."

"From this perspective, Zhang Yan definitely has the qualifications to be in the top ten."

On another part of the platform, Zhou Yuan's junior brother in gray robes spoke with apprehension.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I am at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage."

"His move looked effortless."

"Perhaps he used some kind of secret technique. When he faces me, I will make him reveal his true colors."

Zhou Yuan remained calm.

His enormous advantage in cultivation level gave him great confidence.

"The complete Thunderous True Meaning is indeed powerful. Even Venerable Ying Lei did not reach this level back then."

"Relying solely on the Thunderous True Meaning, there is no opponent below the late Nascent Soul stage."

"I wonder, between Zhou Yuan and the young master, who will prevail?"

The Heavenly Emperors were all watching Zhang Yan with great interest and were amazed.

Zhang Yan's cultivation speed.

Perhaps not the fastest.

But his comprehension was exceptionally high, defying the heavens.

He achieved the Nascent Soul stage through eight Daoist principles.

Most people wouldn't even dare to dream of this.

But Zhang Yan did it.

"I underestimated this kid."

"No, we absolutely cannot let him participate in the Five Sects Grand Competition."

The master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion remained silent, his mind already racing with calculations.

If Zhang Yan really defeats Zhou Yuan.

Do we really want Zhang Yan to participate in the Five Sects Grand Competition?

……

The second round of sparring.

End soon.

The next few rounds.

The elder in charge of the lottery must have rigged it.

Zhang Yan drew only popular disciples who could make it into the top forty.

Their cultivation level was at least at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

But Zhang Yan remained the same.

Those who are polite to him will be given a scare with a thunderbolt.

If they're not going to be polite, then they'll strike you with lightning speed, tearing your skin and flesh apart.

No one could force Zhang Yan to use his second move.

After several rounds of intense competition.

The strength of almost all the disciples was displayed.

Only one hundred disciples remained on the platform, and the next step was a battle to determine their rankings.

Disciples will not be eliminated, but losers will experience more battles.

"Zhang Yan to Sun Li."

The elder's voice came from the platform.

This time, Zhang Yan drew a disciple in the late Nascent Soul stage named Sun Li.

"It's the one next to Zhou Yuan."

Zhang Yan landed on the platform and recognized his opponent.

This is the gray-robed junior brother who has always been by Zhou Yuan's side.

"Senior Brother Zhou."

"I will definitely help you force him to reveal his true colors."

Before Sun Li went on stage, he said to Zhou Yuan.

"Go!"

"After all, it is a ninth-stage Nascent Soul."

"With your strength, you shouldn't be a match for them."

Although Zhou Yuan was arrogant, he did not underestimate Zhang Yan.

Judging from Zhang Yan's performance.

Even someone in the late Nascent Soul stage wouldn't be a match for him.

But if Zhang Yan wants to win, he must show his true skills.

"Big brother."

"Junior brother's cultivation is weak, please show mercy."

As soon as Sun Li stepped onto the stage, he bowed to Zhang Yan and said with a forced smile.

"It's all for the sake of winning."

"How can you talk about showing mercy?"

Zhang Yan replied calmly.

hum!
The moment Zhang Yan spoke, Sun Li's gaze sharpened, and his magical power surged around him.

Like Huang Yun'er, he is a sixth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, but he entered the sect earlier and is now in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

His wood-elemental magical power is quite substantial.

Sun Li made a hand seal, and his wood-elemental magic power transformed into ten-meter-long spears of withered wood, which pierced through the void.

In the blink of an eye, there were twelve.

By maneuvering from both ends, they blocked Zhang Yan's escape route.

This wooden spear, though seemingly dry, is extremely sturdy, comparable to a low-grade fourth-order magic weapon.

Sun Li advanced all the way through the competition thanks to this one move.

"I'd like to see how you resist!"

Sun Fu took the elixir and quickly restored his magical power. He was still very confident in his magic.

Faced with twelve wooden spears, Zhang Yan finally took a step.

A wisp of magical power suddenly appeared in his dantian.

Then the true meaning of thunder was revealed, and the magic power transformed into a dazzling river of thunder!

Stab it!

The Thunder River swept across the land, turning the withered wood into charcoal the moment it touched it.

Not a single one could get close to Zhang Yan.

This is the power of the Thunderous True Meaning, its destructive force even surpassing that of the Blazing Fire True Meaning.

Therefore, Zhang Yan didn't even bother to take out the Vermilion Bird Fire Sword.

"good chance!"

When the wooden spear was blocked, Sun Li was not alarmed; instead, he showed a look of joy.

Click!

The wooden spear that had been stopped shattered with a crash.

Among them were vibrant green shoots, which turned out to be seeds.

As soon as the seed appeared, it began to devour the wood elemental energy that was wandering between heaven and earth, and countless sharp thorns grew out of it.

These spikes, though submerged by the Lei River.

However, it was also constantly consuming Lei He's power, and because there were so many of them, they even enveloped Zhang Yan inside.

"This is the consequence of carelessness!"

Upon seeing this, Sun Li was overjoyed.

Even Zhang Yan, trapped by his secret seed, could not easily escape.

call out!
As the spikes grew rampantly, Sun Li transformed into a streak of green light, swiftly traversing the void and heading towards Zhang Yan's location.

A mysterious rune appeared in his hand.

As he arrived, the runes branded onto the spiked cage burst forth with a dazzling green light.

A surge of vitality arose, and on the cage, a structure resembling blood vessels appeared, wriggling.

Inside, the thorns had transformed into flower buds.

It sprays pollen that can absorb magical energy.

"It's Sun Li."

"A secret technique kept under wraps!"

"Many of his peers have suffered greatly from this move."

Huang Yun'er, who knew something about Sun Li's secret techniques, exclaimed in surprise.

Sun Li's secret method.

After countless trials and tribulations.

Starting with the wooden spear, anyone who was hit, or even if it landed near them, fell into his trap.

The spikes that followed.

Add this pollen.

Ordinary people have already lost the power to resist and are bound to be defeated.

"Isn't senior brother being too careless?"

Song Qizhen was somewhat worried.

Given Zhang Yan's speed, he shouldn't be suppressed so easily. "There's no need to worry too much."

"Junior Brother Zhang."

"He also comprehended the true meaning of the Great Perfection of the Fire of Departure."

"This cage is not without a solution for him."

Lin Qingyue was the calmest, as she had a better understanding of Zhang Yan's abilities.

really.

Lin Qingyue finished speaking.

Sun Li's expression suddenly changed drastically.

"how is this possible?"

"My Dharma-devouring pollen has been eliminated?"

Sun Li stared wide-eyed at the cage below.

In his perception.

The pollen in the flower bud, once it appears, disappears as if it were a clay ox sinking into the sea.

This situation made him extremely panicked.

boom!
The next moment, intense lightning suddenly erupted from the cage, shattering it instantly.

Sun Li, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, had pushed his magical power to its limit.

And it couldn't be stopped.

In the vast thunderclouds, it vanished into nothingness.

Amidst the thunderclouds, Zhang Yan unleashed a single palm strike, the palm lines extending into countless bolts of lightning, a truly terrifying sight.

"puff!"

Sun Li, who had been so aggressive, was sent flying backward, spitting out blood and his body charred black, before crashing outside the arena.

Zhang Yan then withdrew his hand.

This kind of behavior lacks martial ethics.

The junior brother who launched a surprise attack can only leave behind a profound lesson.

"Zhang Yansheng!"

The elders announced that Zhang Yan had won.

Sun Li, however, still possessed a lingering, ethereal aura.

No one dared to touch it.

"Senior Brother Zhou..."

Sun Yi took off the pill and looked at Zhou Yuan with a grim expression.

"Zhang Yan has gone too far in bullying people."

"We've never used such drastic measures against any other opponent."

"This is deliberately targeting us fellow disciples."

“Your wood-elemental magic is countered by him, but I possess earth-elemental magic. I will avenge you.”

Zhou Yuan's face was gloomy as he tried to comfort him.

In a sense, Sun Li was successful.

This forced Zhang Yan to make a move.

Although they were still being crushed, at least they weren't unable to withstand even a single blow.

"Able to defeat Sun Li."

"The eldest brother will definitely be in the top three."

Hwang Yoon-ah and Song Qi-jin were overjoyed.

Although they had expected it.

But I didn't expect it.

Zhang Yan would be so relaxed.

"After eleven years of seclusion, even we can't fathom the young master's strength."

"Back then, the young master used this very move to withstand the heavenly tribulation."

"Stop playing around, the young master hasn't even used his most powerful secret technique yet."

The Heavenly Emperors discussed it and became increasingly optimistic about Zhang Yan.

But the Pavilion Master of Divine Weapons Pavilion had a dark expression on his face.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

After defeating Sun Li, Zhang Yan's opponents became much weaker.

After a winning streak, they have entered the top ten.

The weakest of the top ten are all in the late Nascent Soul stage, with Zhang Yan being the only exception.

To this day, his disciples still cannot discern his specific level of cultivation.

However, most people speculate that he only has the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul stage.

They went through several more rounds of battles.

The rankings are basically clear now.

As expected, Hwang Yoon-ah ranked thirty-second.

Although Song Qizhen's cultivation level was low, his talent was high, ranking him forty-fifth. Behind him were several mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Xiao Wanyi did not encounter Zhang Yan and ranked twenty-ninth.

The basic rankings have remained unchanged.

The most remarkable battle.

That's it.

The battle between Zhang Yan and Zhou Yuan.

"This is a task assigned to our senior brother by the sect leader!"

"Tell me, does the Sect Master want Senior Brother to win, or does he want Senior Brother to lose?"

"Nonsense, of course they want Senior Brother to lose. With Senior Brother's talent, I don't even believe he can reach that level a hundred years from now."

...

The disciples chatted excitedly.

The two main characters have already stepped into the arena.

Zhou Yuan's face was frosty, and the aura of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator permeated his surroundings.

Zhang Yan still did not reveal his cultivation level, and seemed to be just an ordinary person.

"When I first entered the sect."

"Zhou Yuan is the senior disciple of this generation."

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Zhang becoming the Pavilion Master's disciple, things would probably still be like this now."

"If he were to face Zhou Yuan, with Senior Brother Zhang's strength, he might not be a match for him."

Huang Yun'er looked at Zhou Yuan on the stage, feeling somewhat nervous.

Before Zhang Yan rose to prominence.

Zhou Yuan is the senior disciple of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Almost all of this generation of disciples had heard of Zhou Yuan's legends.

Zhou Yuan possesses a seventh-stage Nascent Soul. Although his comprehension is not as exaggerated as Zhang Yan's, his cultivation speed is extremely fast.

He reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage before he was even four hundred years old.

There is hope that he will break through to the Dharma Aspect Realm before he turns four hundred.

This is the fastest-growing genius in the Divine Weapon Pavilion's history of a thousand years.

Although Zhang Yan's cultivation speed is fast, he is still young, only a little over two hundred years old.

"These two are both geniuses in the pavilion. Whoever wins or loses will be a good thing for our Divine Weapon Pavilion."

“But it will be too difficult for the young master to win. I have given Zhou Yuan some pointers before, and he is not weak.”

"The best outcome would be a hundred years from now, when Zhou Yuan breaks through to the Dharma Aspect Realm and the Young Pavilion Master breaks through to the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, and they both participate in the next Five Sects Grand Competition."

All the heavenly rulers watched, sighing deeply.

The Divine Weapon Pavilion has been around for many years.

Such a grand occasion has never been seen before.

Competition breeds motivation. With two prodigies spurring each other on, the Divine Weapon Pavilion is destined for prosperity.

……

In the arena.

All eyes are on you.

"Zhang Yan".

"If it weren't for you, I would be the sect leader's disciple."

"You stole the position that should have been mine."

Zhou Yuan looked at Zhang Yan and said indignantly.

"This identity isn't a chair."

"They just grabbed it without warning."

"If you are not satisfied, you can go and find my master."

Zhang Yan pursed his lips and said.

This week, Yuan was so preoccupied with his identity that he became somewhat obsessed.

"Besides."

"Based on your current status."

"You should call me Senior Brother, instead of calling me by my name."

Zhang Yan added another sentence.

"You want me to call you Senior Brother."

"Win against me first!"

Zhou Yuan was completely enraged, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He used to be the senior disciple of this generation.

But now he wants to.

Calling a younger disciple who joined the sect a hundred years after him "senior brother" is more painful than killing him!

As for Zhang Yan...

In fact, he didn't care about these empty titles; he only cared about the entire Divine Weapon Pavilion.

He provoked Yue Ping of Shenhuang Valley and Dongfang Yeyang of Yujian Sect.

He will have to bear the consequences himself.

We cannot let our fellow disciples suffer heavy losses because of him.

and so.

He must participate in the Five Sects Grand Competition, and also become the leader of the new generation of disciples, gaining command authority.

Even without the mission from the Divine Weapon Pavilion Master, this battle would have been possible.

It is unavoidable.

I want you to know.

"Who is the real senior brother?!"

Zhou Yuan's magical power intertwined, and spiritual light appeared on his body; it was a top-grade fourth-tier armor.

Besides.

His earth-elemental magic formed another layer of dark yellow stone armor on his body.

With dual protection, it is extremely effective at resisting thunder.

Having made preparations, Zhou Yuan, clad in heavy armor, charged towards Zhang Yan.

"You think."

"Heavy armor is useful?"

Zhang Yan was provoked and finally took out the Azure Dragon Tremor-Slaying Sword.

The true meaning of Zhenmu surged and enveloped the entire arena.

(End of this chapter)