Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 178 Arena 5
As soon as the insect swarm appeared, Wu Sinian chose to protect himself. He immediately mobilized his spiritual power to turn sand into stone, hoping to smash the insects to death.

Azuma didn't feel sorry at all: they were poisonous insects that won by numbers, and she could catch a lot of them at home and smash them at will.

As soon as this move was made, the offensive and defensive situation on the stage was instantly reversed.

Azuma strolled leisurely in the garden, and with a few somersaults he jumped onto the earth wall that had lost its spiritual power. He looked down at Wu Sinian who was caught in a dilemma and threw a poisonous toad.

Wu Sinian, exhausted from dealing with the situation, simply used rocks to draw a line on the ground to create a prison, preventing the enemy's insects from breaking through his defense line.

Azuma smiled as brightly as a spring flower, and took out a black clay pot with his backhand. His lips moved and he spit out a series of hissing sounds that made people's scalps tingle.

A triangular snake head popped out of the mouth of the pottery jar, swaying left and right according to Azuma's command.

The swarm of insects on the arena, which had originally acted on instinct, began to stick to the rock wall in an organized manner, and in the blink of an eye, they gave the rock wall a limited edition skin.

Azuma's speech speed became faster and faster, and combined with the snake in the jar, it was hard to tell whether she was a human or a snake.

Wu Sinian thought the Nanjiang people lived up to their reputation, their methods unheard of. His imagination was rather fertile, and his eyelids twitched. Could it be that everyone who had seen these moves had turned into insect food?

With a determined heart, Wu Sinian summoned a gold pan. This was a magical tool given to him by his master, though his cultivation level was limited and he hadn't fully mastered its use. However, there was one thing that came in handy.

"Identify!" Wu Sinian shouted loudly in a desperate fight, and poured his spiritual power into the magic weapon. The gold-panning plate turned into dozens of golden lights and fell on the snake and some insects in the jar.

Azuma had a spiritual connection with the snake in the jar. When he sensed danger, he immediately took away the snake in the jar that he had raised with his essence and blood.

Those insects that were not collected were in a miserable state. The golden light petrified them the next moment. Wu Sinian mobilized his spiritual power and crushed them in the air.

The swarm of insects, having lost their command, immediately fell into chaos. Wu Sinian turned the earth into blades and stabbed the opponent with mud knives.

The people watching the fight were amazed. Regardless of whether the damage caused by these two people's fighting style was great, the noise was definitely loud enough.

"What is that plate of Wu Sinian? How did he break the opponent's insect formation so easily?" Lian Gouyu was afraid of being bitten by insects, and his hair stood on end when he saw those poisonous insects from afar. He was therefore quite curious about the formation that broke the insect tide.

"I don't know about that either," the knowledgeable Feng Xiaotian was also puzzled. "Some magical weapons are naturally grown, while others are forged by refiners. Sometimes only the refiner knows their efficacy."

Wei Xi saw a clue. "That gold pan must have marked the commanding bug. Capture the leader first. Without the leader, those bugs will no longer pose a threat."

After thinking about it, they all felt that what Wei Xi said made sense.

"The gold panning plate can identify enemies, which is also like panning for gold in the sand," Qin Feng nodded and said, "This magic weapon is interesting."

"Not to mention the Qingcheng Sect, there's an Elder Xian Hua who's one of the best in the world when it comes to refining weapons," Feng Xiaotian continued. "You guys have the advantage of being close to the water and getting the moon first, so you might be able to make some suitable magical instruments too."

The three of them entered the Qingcheng Sect. They had only heard of Elder Xianhua's "good name" but had never seen her "face", let alone customized magic weapons, so they just thought it was a joke.

With just a few words, the winner was determined.

As Wei Xi said, Azuma, who controlled the rhythm of the game, won.

Wu Sinian responded well, but his Qi Palace could not hold on. Finally, Azuma took advantage of the opportunity and stuffed two poisonous snakes into him, ending the sect competition.

"Qin Feng, the people of Dai Sect have strange tactics, including insects and snakes. Have you thought of a plan to deal with them?"

Faced with the problem of Lian Goulu, Qin Feng only said that he probably had a solution.

With Wu Sinian's defeat, the ten pairs of players in the second group of the first round had clear winners and losers.

The wounded were either carried or lifted off the stage.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the arena with the magic circle set up cleared itself, and the ten pairs of contestants in the third group came on stage.

Qin Feng and Feng Xiaotian were both in this group and went on stage with encouragement.

From Wei Xi's perspective, the Daizong's Kan Gongga were tall and strong. Even Qin Feng, who was physically fit, would be worried about him just by looking at their size. Kan Gongga wore an indigo-colored cloth robe, with various gourds, bottles, and bamboo baskets hanging from his cross-body belt. The residents inside would occasionally poke their heads out to get some fresh air.

No matter how the fight turns out, just looking at this person gives off a sense of oppression and mystery.

Thinking about Azuma's methods, they both came from the same school, so they must be equally difficult to deal with.

Wei Xi imagined that if he faced these people, he would probably not win unless he was bitten to death by insects.

The two people on the stage clasped their hands and saluted, and the competition began.

Kan Gongga raised his left hand and was about to send a few wolf poison spiders to his opponent when he saw the extremely beautiful disciple of Qingcheng Sect draw his sword and the cold air instantly enveloped the arena.

Qin Feng's sword move didn't involve any tricks at all. It was just a sword filled with spiritual power, pressing down on the opponent like a tidal wave.

Qin Feng was like a meteor. With one sword, he tore apart the copper-skinned centipede that the opponent had summoned in panic. His momentum remained unchanged and he killed Kan Gongga.

"Qin Feng of the Qingcheng Sect on Platform 6 wins!"

The snake curled up into a ball in the corner of the bamboo cage. Its neighbors were two praying mantises, a male and a female, who were crying and holding their heads in their arms.

Their owner, Kan Gongga, realized it later and his life was not in danger, but he could feel pain along the middle of his body.

Then his brain reacted and realized that the coldness that had paralyzed his body had only just been removed, and only then did the wound begin to hurt.

If it weren't for the protection of the arena, I would have been cut in half by this swordsman.

Isn't it said that the Qingcheng Sect is full of scoundrels? Where did such a perverted cultivator come from? Priest, I want to go home!
Not only was Kan Gongga surprised, but Wei Xi in the audience also didn't expect Qin Feng to do this.

That's right, everyone in Weixi was paralyzed. Qin Feng was too strong, so strong that the great way was simple. No matter how many five poisons you had, he could end the battle with just one sword.

Wei Xi was filled with admiration in his heart. Qin Feng was indeed worthy of his name. It was no problem for him to defeat all the other heroes.

Qin Feng is not only invincible against opponents of the same level, he may even have a chance of winning against opponents two levels higher.

"Good!" Lian Gouyue jumped up and pumped his fist, "What do you mean by crushing!"

Qin Feng on the stage raised his sword, took out a cleansing talisman in front of Kan Gongga's horrified gaze, and stuck it on Gao Han.

Qin Feng didn't think too much about it. During the last duel, she realized that the people of Dai Zong would use insects endlessly, and a quick victory was the best way. It just so happened that she was best at killing the enemy with one sword.

Qin Feng sheathed his rifle and wanted to pull up the shivering Dai Zong, but he rolled over and got up on his own.

Because Qin Feng's first attack dealt a fatal blow, although Kan Gongga lost, he was still alive and kicking, and the two of them left the ring by themselves.

Wei Xi and Lian Gouqie, overjoyed, lifted Qin Feng up from the left and right, cheering and spinning around. Because of the size difference, Qin Feng was a little crooked in mid-air.

After a while of commotion, Qin Feng was finally let go.

"I thought you were going to string the bugs together," Lian Gouyue teased. "Now I can't eat any skewers!"

"You're two years older than Xiaoxi, but you're much greedier than her," Qin Feng said, pulling Wei Xi, who was watching the show, aside. "Now that you've arrived in the abundant Dongyi, are you still worried about not having grilled fish to eat?"

When it comes to understanding Qin Feng, Wei Xi, who lived with her and had a close relationship with her, came first. "Being proud is secondary. Living up to yourself is what matters most!"

Qin Feng, despite his strong character, had endured much hardship along the way, yet the world could easily overshadow him with a simple statement of talent. Hearing Wei Xi's heartwarming words, tears welled up in his eyes, and he patted his two friends on the shoulders.

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