Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 175 Arena 2
"Everyone has seen it," the Zhenhai Sect's head said cheerfully, "The ten stone platforms at the back are the arena for everyone to demonstrate their strength."

"The arena is already engraved with a formation. This is also a substitutionary death. The one who is replaced loses. I hope everyone will not be hesitant and fully display their talents!"

This doesn't allow people to fully utilize their abilities, Wei Xi complained. It's clearly a beating to death, but no matter how hard you try, you can't kill anyone.

"This is really a big deal," Lian Gouyue whispered, "I heard that after coming out of the secret realm, many monks couldn't sleep well and were often distracted."

"Seclusion and hard training isn't scary," Qin Feng retorted, "but wouldn't that just be a waste of time? Hanging your life by a thread actually helps with cultivation. Sect competitions are rare opportunities, so seizing them to improve your cultivation is the right thing to do."

This kind of thing is a matter of personal opinion, so everyone said a few words and then continued to listen to the rules.

"There are a total of 184 participants in this elimination round. They will face off in pairs, and the winners will advance. There will be eight rounds in total to determine the top three."

Facts have proved that the sect only adheres to the bottom line of no one dying, and the competition system design is full of primitive and simple temperament.

Wei Xi quickly calculated in his mind that there should be a round where someone would advance by a bye.

The key point is that there are 46 people left in the second round and 23 people left in the third round. No matter which round the number of people is intercepted, the number of winners does not match the 30 places given as trial rewards.

If Wei Xi wants to fulfill her agreement with Li Chun, to be safe, she has to hold on until the third round and win.

It is a bit difficult for Wei Xi who is in Qi Refining stage, but he should be able to try if he doesn't encounter any cultivator in Foundation Establishment stage.

Wei Xi, who was quite confident about his luck, didn't even consider the issue of a bye.

Wei Xi's worries became a reality, and the head of Zhenhai Sect immediately announced the matching mechanism.

"Each round's opponents are randomly matched. With these formations, even if there's a huge gap in cultivation between the two sides, there's no need to worry about your life."

The Zhenhai Sect's headman grew more and more proud as he spoke, and continued, "The sect competition is meant to hone the disciples. The gap in cultivation can be made up through wisdom, courage, and so on. I sincerely hope that everyone will give it their all!"

The people of Weixi were all confused: wisdom and courage could certainly make up for one aspect, but this part was separated by magic tools and talismans.

"This competition system design," Feng Xiaotian sneered, "is quite considerate of people's reputation."

Before anyone could ask, Feng Xiaotian threw out the answer, "If a sect is not looking good, the few places left in the trial that are not enough are a chance for manipulation."

"If that's the case, then this competition system is a good design," Lian Gouyue raised an eyebrow and said, "No matter how hard we try, it's all for show. I feel like the point is to put these sects together to scare people."

The truth is, for these young disciples, the sect competition is a platform for exchange and learning, and for improving their cultivation. For the leaders of each sect, it's an opportunity to discuss matters. This isn't about philosophies; the difference lies solely in status and position.

The leader of the Zhenhai Sect made a hand gesture and the names of the contestants in this round appeared in the air. With the flow of spiritual power, these names began to match automatically.

Wei Xi looked at those pale golden names, his eyelids twitching constantly, especially when his name passed by the names with the prefixes "Wanjian Sect" and "Linchuan Pavilion", Wei Xi's heart began to lift.

After a moment, the name matching was completed. Some were happy while others were sad. For a while, the Coral Sea was bustling with people.

"Qin Feng of the Qingcheng Sect versus Kan Gongga of the Dai Sect, Lian Gouqie of the Qingcheng Sect versus Li Shuhui of the Wanfa Sect, Dong Yu of the Zhengxin Sect versus Feng Xiaotian of the Wanfa Sect," Wei Xi quickly found the names of the people. "Aibina of the Xiuxiang Sect versus Wei Xi of the Qingcheng Sect."

"Dai Sect and Xiuxiang Sect, you two sisters are really miserable!" Feng Xiaotian was quite surprised. After all, not many people came from the sects of Nanjiang and the Western Regions, so it was rare to run into them.

"Isn't it difficult to deal with?"

"If it's a sword cultivator or a magic cultivator, I dare say that unless those from the Wanjian Sect come, Qin Feng will definitely win," Feng Xiaotian replied. "The Dai Sect uses insects, and the Xiuxiang Sect uses summons. They're very difficult to beat."

Wei Xi, whose name had not been mentioned, was still searching for Ge Cang's name. "How confident are you in fighting against the Zhengxin faction?"

"The Zhengxin Sect is renowned for its solid foundational skills. Didn't you mention Dong Yu just now? A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage can certainly fight, but just don't let him get close."

Feng Xiaotian was not bragging. He was a magic cultivator and was good at group attacks and long-range attacks. When facing a sword cultivator from the Zhengxin School, he could win by slowly exhausting the opponent's spiritual power.

"Brother Feng," Lian Gou, who was climbing up the ladder, said flatteringly, "What's the level of Li Shuhui from your sect? Do you think I'm capable of fighting her?"

Feng Xiaotian glanced at Lian Gouyu and said, "Shuhui is from the same class as me. She practices diligently and is intelligent." "Last month, Shuhui broke through to the foundation building stage. The elders of the sect tested her physique and found it to be of fire attribute, with a high purity. Therefore, she is good at using fire-attributed techniques."

Lian Gou's smile immediately turned into a sad face: What you fear will come true. If I get caught, I will be wiped out.

Feng Xiaotian, who was unaware of the inside story, remembered that the other party had performed well in the secret realm, so he took out a talisman and handed it to Lian Gouqie.

"This is a Water Armor Talisman. When activated, it creates a layer of water armor on the user's body. The arena is located on the sea, so there's a constant supply of hydrophilic spiritual energy. I estimate you'll last a quarter of an hour wearing it. If you can finish within the time limit, you'll be lucky."

Lian Gou Xie was so troubled that his face turned bitter: if I put on this thing, I will be too weak to use my spiritual power for seven days; but if I don’t take it, I will be set on fire if I am ignited.

"Can I just admit defeat?"

Feng Xiaotian looked puzzled upon hearing this, and then surprise took over his expression, "...The rules don't say that,...should it be possible?"

"Hasn't a Qingcheng Sect disciple ever admitted defeat before?"

"The ring competition is a fixed event in the sect competition. As far as I know, there are very few cultivators from the Qingcheng Sect who can enter the ring competition..."

Feng Xiaotian stopped himself in time: The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect who entered the competition were often killed after they went on stage and performed the ceremony.

"It's okay. There's always someone to do it first," Lian Gou said shamelessly. Far away from the "dire straits", he smiled brightly. "Fighting and killing are not good! I will bring peace to the sect competition!"

Qin Feng said angrily, "Why don't you put your chatterboxing skills into cultivation? I think you don't need to draw spells anymore. Instead, pour spiritual power into your lips and tongue. Only when your words become immortal will you be truly amazing!"

Lian Gouqie made a face, fearing that Qin Feng would not hit him with Gaohan.

"You'd better have a good fight," Wei Xi said, "so you can sell your talismans."

Feng Xiaotian, who was shocked by the extraordinary level of the Qingcheng Sect, agreed repeatedly and immediately stuffed the Water Armor Talisman into Lian Gou'e's arms, fearing that he would cause an ugly incident of surrendering as soon as he came to power.

Unable to refuse such a generous offer, Lian Goujie thanked Fellow Daoist Feng and shook his head, saying, "There are so many spirit stones in the world, and some of them are not mine to earn. Normally, I'd be unable to escape from life-threatening situations, but today it's my turn to make the decision, so naturally, I'll do whatever makes the most hassle-free!"

Because the number of arenas is limited, there will be ninety-two matches in the first round. The golden text of hands holding hands in the air automatically divided into ten lines.

The bad news was that Lian Gou Xie's name was on the first line, and the Qingcheng Sect's face fell at the starting point; the even worse news was that Wei Xi's name was on the last line, and he reluctantly became the finale of this round of competition.

The first group of monks climbed onto the stage through a bridge made of sea fish.

Wei Xi and his companions watched the battle from afar, trying to record the exciting moments.

Lian Gouqie stood on the ring with his head held high and his chest puffed out, showing no sign of surrendering without a fight.

Li Shuhui was a tall woman with a pair of large, bright eyes, which made the red Taoist robes of Wanfa Sect look even more vibrant.

"Friendly Daoist Lian!" "Friendly Daoist Li!"

Lian Gouwei, who was called by the wrong surname, didn't care at all: As long as this sister doesn't set off trouble, it doesn't matter if she calls me Xiaowei.

Just as Feng Xiaotian said, Li Shuhui is very hardworking, and hardworking people are usually serious. So after finishing the polite conversation, she immediately made hand gestures, ready to strike first.

But then he heard the cultivator from the Qingcheng Sect across from him say, "Sister Li, there's no need to waste your spiritual energy! I'll throw..."

Before Lian Gouqie could finish his words, his mouth was sealed by a spell.

As Feng Xiaotian said, Li Shuhui was very smart. She was so smart that she could tell that her opponent was about to surrender and immediately shut him up.

　Thanks to: Robin Hong, the value of boiled water, and Chatting Dead for the recommendation votes!

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