Longzang

Chapter 21: It actually managed to block one of my shots.

Wei Yuan found the boy's behavior inexplicable and wondered what he was angry about.

This boy was different from the others. Under the influence of the interaction of their auras, he was incredibly fast in Wei Yuan's eyes. Although he was also suppressed by Wei Yuan's aura, the difference was limited. Unlike Brother Xu, who crawled like a tortoise, or the others who were as slow as snails, his sword strike that created three thousand lotus flowers was also incredibly magnificent and contained a little trick. Most of the lotus flowers were not aimed at Wei Yuan, but at the wild boar, successfully killing it instantly.

For this reason, Wei Yuan genuinely felt that the other party was quite good, so he treated him with utmost courtesy and paid special attention to his sincere tone.

It just seemed the boy didn't appreciate it.

The boy grew angrier and angrier. Suddenly, his eyes seemed to shatter like a galaxy, and the longsword in his hand shone brightly, like a blue sun rising slowly!

In an instant, Wei Yuan's vision was filled with a blinding blue light; he could see nothing at all. His body was struck by countless swords, the sounds like pearls falling onto a jade plate. All Wei Yuan could hear was the boy's angry voice:
"The winding stream is like a lament!"

"Loneliness knows no flutes or drums!"

"A fisherman's song flows eastward with the water!"

"The General's Pavilion Inquires About Immortal Destiny!"

……

"Barbarian, take this!!!"

……

Wei Yuan felt as if he were in the midst of a raging storm, only able to vaguely make out the boy's figure amidst the myriad blue lights. In the center of the blue storm, wisps of black energy rose from Wei Yuan's body. As the madman of heaven and earth circulated, cracks appeared in the blue light that filled Wei Yuan's eyes, and the boy's figure kept appearing in the cracks.

Wei Yuan thrust his spear forward, but the boy dodged back and forth, and he failed to hit him with his spear!
After several missed shots, Wei Yuan's anger surged. He let out a heavy snort, and the azure light that filled the sky, suppressed by his inner energy, suddenly paused for a moment, revealing the boy's figure in a certain spot. Without hesitation, Wei Yuan gripped the gun with both hands, using it as a club, and swung it directly at the boy!
With a snap, the boy dodged twice more, but since the spear was being swung, it still struck him hard in the waist! The boy's body immediately contorted at a strange angle and vanished in a flash of light.

As the azure light dissipated, Wei Yuan saw that his heavy armor was covered in dents and pockmarks. Looking at his battered armor, Wei Yuan couldn't help but feel a lingering fear; this time, he had truly been just a hair's breadth away from injuring himself.

Wei Yuan looked up at the top of the hill again. There were only three or four people left on the hilltop. The girl in the middle was incredibly beautiful, delicate and frail, holding a long sword in both hands. It was less like she was on guard and more like she was starting a dance.

The girl lifted her longsword with some difficulty and said to those around her, "It seems I'll have to do it myself! Don't be afraid, they're just barbarians, nothing to worry about."

However, no one stepped forward this time. The remaining three boys and girls didn't even have any special techniques to enhance their luck, so they could only cheer them on and stand there as a nice backdrop.

Wei Yuan strode up the slope and thrust his spear straight at the girl, who deftly blocked it with her sword.

Wei Yuan was shocked. The force of this shot was the same as the one that had just severed Xiao Yu in the waist, yet this little girl had blocked it so easily.
Upon first encountering an adversary, something within Wei Yuan seemed to be provoked, slowly awakening, like a true immortal high above, looking down upon the vicissitudes of humankind for millennia.

Wei Yuan had this feeling when he was three years old, when he was plunging a short spear into the heart of a refugee.

The Heaven and Earth Madman operated on its own, and wisps of black energy suddenly seeped out from Wei Yuan's mask. The spear that had been blocked thrust forward again, and then there was a bang, as if it had punctured an invisible bubble.

The girl felt an overwhelming force pressing down on her, and the longsword in her hand suddenly shattered into countless fragments that flew in all directions. Three beams of white light rose around her at the same time, and she herself, covered in blood, fell backward.

Looking at the girl lying on the ground, Wei Yuan snorted and turned to look around.

hiss!
With a long, seemingly endless gasp, Wei Yuan absorbed all the surrounding black energy into his heavy armor. His divine sense expanded rapidly, and several small beasts rushed towards him. Wei Yuan's gaze swept over the rabbit, the wolf, and the lynx, but he felt they couldn't bear the weight. Finally, his gaze landed on the wild boar. A wisp of black energy shot out from between his brows and entered the wild boar's body. Amidst painful cries, the wild boar experienced all the pains of immortals, its body instantly swelling into a giant beast ten feet tall and several feet long.

Wei Yuan walked towards the wild boar, his combat boots striking the ground repeatedly, the last step landing squarely on the sand table. The exquisite sand table instantly shattered into pieces, turning into flying sand.

Wei Yuan stopped and looked down, seeing that only the last corner of the sand table was left. The small hill was sculpted so realistically that he wondered whose skillful hand it was.

The boots didn't continue forward; instead, they turned around on the spot, the toes sweeping across the last small hill and cutting it in half.

At the top of the hill, a girl covered in blood lay face down, her fate unknown.

Wei Yuan walked to her side, raised his gun, and a white light rose.

The deliberation hall was deathly silent. The young cultivator covered his face and remained motionless for a long time. The other deliberators each had their own interesting expressions, and even Daoist Fufeng raised an eyebrow and secretly gasped.

The two Confucian scholars were initially calm and secretly pleased, but then they saw Wei Yuan mount the wild boar and turn south.

Their expressions froze instantly.

On the journey south, Wei Yuan briefly reviewed the battle that had just taken place. The Northern Green Team's commander was a master strategist, his soldiers fought with unwavering courage, and he had many experts under his command who possessed extraordinary abilities. The girl in the pale yellow dress was also incredibly powerful; she had actually managed to block one of his shots!
How could such a team be destroyed by itself?

With a few words, enemy ships were reduced to ashes—wasn't that the style of a master strategist? Wei Yuan suddenly wondered, could it be that he himself was also a master strategist?

The wild boar ran like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan had already rushed across the central area and stepped into the southern area.

Li Zhizheng was restless.

The two sides were engaged in fierce fighting on the two mountains, but facing the Qing team of thirty men each, Li Zhi only sent twenty men from each side to hold them off. The main force, especially the thirty elite men in the central army, remained motionless and always faced north.

Seeing that the troops on both flanks were dwindling in number, Li Zhi still refused to use his main force. A girl beside him said anxiously, "Senior Brother Li, if we don't save the flanks soon, all our men will be wiped out!"

Li Zhi suddenly flew into a rage, roaring, "What do you know! If the central army moves and Bao Yun attacks at this moment, we will be utterly defeated!!"

The girl was startled and shrank back, saying, "But she didn't come!"

Li Zhi was also taken aback: "Right, why hasn't she arrived yet?"

Even before the martial arts test, Bao Yun had been superior to Li Zhi in every way, having prepared her troops well in advance. Not only did she have a numerical advantage, but the number of skilled warriors blessed with good fortune far surpassed hers. Once the test began, Bao Yun decisively annihilated Li Zhi's vanguard. Now, her flanking maneuvers were a calculated move, forcing Li Zhi to wear down his forces and establishing an absolute advantage. The reason Li Zhi dared not move his central army was precisely because he feared a sudden attack from Bao Yun's main force, which would lead to utter defeat.

Li Zhi knew he was likely to lose, but how he lost was a delicate matter. If he lost his composure, moved his central army, and was then caught off guard by Bao Yun's surprise attack, his score would drop significantly. Although Li Zhi knew he had someone protecting him, Bao Yun had even more protection. Such a major mistake would inevitably cause him to fall behind Bao Yun in the score.

Another option was to launch a preemptive strike, but Li Zhi knew that Bao Yun's main force was delayed, likely waiting for him to arrive. With his current forces, a preemptive strike would likely result in defeat; it was better to hold the position. Li Zhi refused to believe that Bao Yun could transform a group of children into battle-hardened elites in such a short time; by the time the army had marched from north to south, it would surely be in complete disarray.

At that time, Li Zhi was well-rested and ready, his thirty elite troops in the central army were rested and recuperating, and he had also gathered all the elixirs from everyone. With repeated attacks, he might actually be able to defeat Bao Yun. Li Zhi was betting that Bao Yun, relying on her status, would not take away the elixirs from ordinary candidates.

(End of this chapter)