I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 244 Defeated Opponent (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The Sword Sect disciples dispersed and went to fight according to the original plan, preferring not to see each other and avoid further trouble.

Liu Taozhi remained where she was, watching Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi inwardly groaned. Yao Yao clearly wanted to see if anyone could force her to make a move, reveal a weakness, and then confirm her identity.

Actually, she didn't intend to hide anything. When she decided to stand up today, she was prepared to face everything.

The master had good intentions, a multi-pronged strategy to force her to take this step early, so that the knot would become increasingly difficult to untie and affect her future core formation.

However, her master's terrible move only worsened her reputation, which had probably never been good anyway, so she didn't care about such things at all.

These small fry aren't worth her personal attention right now. It would be better to take this opportunity to hone Hua Gu and Hong Li's skills and broaden Zhen Shan Duan Jin's horizons.

After all, her primary job is now a demon tamer, her secondary job is a healer, her next job is a musician, and her last job is a retired swordsman.

"Can someone else still use the natal sword left behind by a sword cultivator?"

People around the arena whispered among themselves, their eyes burning with desire as they gazed at the Yaoling Sword in Liu Tao's hand.

"Of course you can. Otherwise, why would there be so many swords in the Xuan Ying Sword Sect's Sword Tomb for new disciples to choose from? They are all legacies and wills left behind by deceased sword cultivators for their descendants."

"The Yaoling Sword is almost a spirit sword, isn't it? Back when it was in Jiang Fengying's hands, it was incredibly powerful, no less than any top-grade magic weapon, and it was an important asset for her when challenging opponents of higher levels."

"I estimate that's about right. Didn't Liu Taozhi just say that the sword heart is the essence of a fire phoenix? If it can be successfully refined and made Yao Ling recognize it as its master, it will be a powerful weapon."

Just as everyone was still hesitating about whether to go up on stage and give it a try, a gloomy figure silently leaped onto the stage.

"My name is Lan Chen from Chonggu. Please enlighten me."

Before Lan Chen finished speaking, hundreds of blue poisonous moths suddenly sprang out from his sleeve, their wings fluttering and phosphorescent powder spreading like mist.

Jiang Yi continued with her work, but the Flower Maiden's Bone-Crushing Wind swept through like a meat grinder, instantly annihilating all the poisonous moths.

Before Lan Chen could release the second batch of spirit insects, he was forced to retreat repeatedly by the torrent of arrows hidden in the Shattered Bone Wind by Hua Gu, and was defeated and removed from the stage after only a few rounds.

Brave people first embrace failure.

"Jiang Heying, a disciple of True Monarch Danxi of the Cangling Sect, wins!"

The female referee from the Shen family, with her gloating and personal feelings, made a declaration that was like water poured into a hot oil pan, completely igniting the fighting spirit of the entire stadium.

"I come!"

"Let me teach you a lesson!"

"You brat, don't be so arrogant!"

One figure after another leaped onto the arena, only to fall in parabolic arcs.

The alchemist of the Yuqing School had just brought out his medicine cauldron when it was overturned by Lei Yun.

The moment the bronze puppets of the Mo Family Fortress drew their weapons, their joints were cracked by frost.

Before the Demon Lord's Shadow Escape Technique could even be unleashed, he was forced to reveal his true form by lightning...

On the arena, lightning flashed, sometimes transforming into giant claws to strike, sometimes condensing into white cranes to attack, and sometimes dispersing into a net of lightning to envelop the arena.

Jiang Yi kept her eyes downcast on the carved zither, occasionally taking a sip of the hot tea brewed by Hong Li, smacking her lips, and then having Hong Li fan her, as if she hadn't come to compete but to relax.

She felt comfortable, but everyone else around her felt very uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, there was Zhao Cangyun standing right next to her, hands on his hips, looking smug. Every time someone was ousted from the stage by Hua Gu, he would shout out sarcastic remarks.

"Hey, wasn't this Zhu Mingzong's senior brother just acting all arrogant? How come he's crouching down faster than a dog?"

When several disciples from the Cangling Sect who hadn't yet entered the arena heard the news and rushed over to watch, they saw Zhao Cangyun pointing and gesturing at another cultivator from the Liujing Sect.

"Fellow Daoist, the way you recite this incantation is more strenuous than my uncle taking a dump!"

Qi Tian Ling Shi cleared a path, prompting the surrounding cultivators to make way for the Cang Ling Sect members. He was self-aware enough not to go on stage to fight; he just wanted to watch the excitement.

However, Qi Tian really wants to tell Jiang Yi that he wants to collect the Yaoling Sword. If Jiang Yi can acquire the Yaoling Sword, he is willing to sell everything he owns to buy it.

His mother would definitely agree, but if his father doesn't, then... we'll find him a different father!

Feng Wuhen looked at Zhao Cangyun with envy, wondering why he hadn't been fortunate enough to have such a powerful senior sister. Otherwise, he could stand there right now and confidently mock others, which would be quite exciting to watch.

Unfortunately, every time he went to visit Liuyue Peak, he was driven away by Zhao Cangyun and could not get close to Jiang Yi at all.

However, Feng Wuhen still shamelessly ran up to Zhao Cangyun and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, are you tired of cursing? Take a break, and I'll take over for you."

Looking at Jiang Yi, who was calm and composed on the stage, Shen Puning said to Xin Wushuang, "Luckily, A-Yi is one of us, otherwise I would have been angry at her arrogant attitude!"

Xin Wushuang stared at it for a moment, then nodded and said, "I can do it too."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go, let's go to the arena too. All the masters are planning to appear a couple of days later. Let's do the opposite and clean up the fish in the pond first."

"it is good."

Shen Puning and Xin Wushuang left hand in hand. Su Chanyi and Cang Qingyue watched for a while and then went to find suitable opponents to challenge.

The name 'Jiang Heying' on the battle leaderboard shone brighter and brighter, climbing to seventh place. The murmurs from the audience gradually turned into gasps of astonishment. "He's already twenty-third!"

"The longest they lasted was less than ten breaths!"

"That Lan Yao can actually control ice, lightning, and gales at the same time!"

"As expected of Danxi Zhenjun's outstanding disciple, Lan Yao is incredibly well-trained. If they were of equal cultivation, he would probably be no less powerful than Danxi Zhenjun's own Golden Crow Fire Lan."

"Is there really no one who can force her to stand up?"

"What's the rush? It's only the first day. The experts from all the sects haven't even made their move yet. Let's just wait and see. She won't be arrogant for long."

Liu Taozhi, who had been standing below, clenched her fists tightly. Indeed, as the people around her said, these people were not able to force Jiang Heying to show his true abilities!

Liu Taozhi looked at the arena where Xu Manxiu was, and then looked up at the battle rankings. Senior Brother Xu was temporarily at the top of the battle rankings.

People in the arena can cross over to challenge each other, but it's only the first day, and it's too risky to let Senior Brother Xu take action right away. She herself is also responsible for the second half of the competition.

Given the current situation, fewer and fewer cultivators are willing to participate on Senior Brother Xu's side. On the other hand, Jiang Heying's side is attracting a constant stream of challengers because of the Yaoling Sword as a wager. She will definitely take the top spot today.

Just as Liu Taozhi was pondering what to do, a harsh, mocking voice came from behind the crowd.

"Hey, isn't this a top disciple of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect? Why are you cowering here like a stray dog?"

Liu Taozhi turned her head and saw a familiar face, Lian Zheng from Bai Zang Valley.

He wore a vest made of animal skin, with blue animal head tattoos on his bare arms, and a necklace of wolf teeth around his neck. His beast-like eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing contempt and provocation.

A one-horned Thunder Beast, half the height of a human, followed closely behind him. The Thunder Beast was dark blue all over, with faint lightning crackling between its fur. A spiral horn on its forehead flickered with dangerous arcs of electricity. Its pair of beastly eyes stared coldly at Liu Taozhi, and a low roar came from its throat, as if it would pounce on him at any moment.

Lian Zheng reached out and patted Lei Zheng's head. The monster immediately rubbed against his palm obediently, but its eyes remained fierce.

"I heard that you Xuan Ying sword cultivators were bullied so badly that you were too scared to fight back, and you even had to gamble with your senior sister's belongings to ask for help. How pitiful."

Liu Tao's eyes turned cold. Years ago, Lian Zheng was too arrogant and humiliated the disciples of the Sword Sect. He was beaten to his knees by the senior sister in public and begged for mercy, crying and shouting, "Dear mother, spare my life!"

Back then, he and his senior sister were both in the late Foundation Establishment stage. Now, even Zhen is only at the peak of Foundation Establishment, just one step away from Core Formation.

Lian Zheng deliberately raised his voice, attracting the attention of the surrounding cultivators.

"If Jiang Fengying knew that she had only been dead for eight years, and that you bunch of good-for-nothings couldn't even protect her sword, she'd probably be so angry she'd crawl out of her coffin, right? But then again, your senior sister loved to play the hero when she was alive, and in the end, she ended up with no trace of her remains. You should take this as a warning!"

"Lian Zheng!"

A chilling aura surged from Liu Taozhi's body as she drew her sword and pointed it directly at Lian Zheng's throat.

Zhao Cangyun, who was in the crowd, also cursed, but he was stopped by Feng Wuhen as soon as he lifted his foot.

"They're insulting Jiang Fengying of the Sword Sect, why are you getting so worked up?"

Although Feng Wuhen was also confused about the current situation, he did not believe that Jiang Yi had any connection with Jiang Fengying of the Sword Sect. Their age, cultivation level, and spiritual roots did not match up, and Jiang Yi was also the True Monarch Danxi...

"roll!"

Zhao Cangyun shook off Feng Wuhen and saw Jiang Yi shaking his head slightly at him on the stage. Only then did he suppress his anger. But in his heart, Lian Zheng was already dead.

Qi Tian was also cursing under his breath. Although he himself was incompetent, he could put a bounty on the black market for Lian Zheng's dog head!
Lian Zheng, oblivious to how many people had sentenced him to death, arrogantly met Liu Taozhi's sword head-on, becoming increasingly animated as he spoke, "If you ask me, your Xuan Ying Sword Sect is just..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Lian Zheng's gaze suddenly froze on the moment Jiang Yi casually looked up at him on the stage. That face, that aura, especially that condescending look at trash, was exactly the same as Jiang Fengying back then, making his knees reflexively go weak.

He couldn't help but recall the image of Jiang Fengying standing in front of a group of Sword Sect disciples, stepping on his Thunder Beast's head, chin held high, saying that his kowtow wasn't loud enough, his voice wasn't clear enough, and his eyes lacked sincerity.

If it weren't for his powerful backing in Baizang Valley, Jiang Fengying would have definitely killed him on the spot.

I've seen a ghost...

Lian Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and cold sweat instantly seeped out from his back.

But he quickly straightened his back. No matter how similar the person on the stage was, he was just a mid-Foundation Establishment demon tamer. Moreover, his master had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Lian Zheng feigned composure and sneered, "You're putting on quite a show. True Monarch Danxi has found a good substitute to annoy your Sword Sect."

"I happen to need a sword to chop wood. Since your Sword Sect is incapable of dealing with this imposter, I'll put aside past grievances and help you out. When your Sword Sect loses face, don't repay my kindness with enmity, and don't renege on your debt by being unwilling to give me the Yaoling Sword."

"Come up here! I'll fight you!"

Liu Taozhi shouted, intending to force Lian Zheng to fight her, but Lian Zheng, who always bullied the weak and feared the strong, ignored her and leaped onto Jiang Yi's arena, with the Thunder Beast following closely behind.

Liu Tao suppressed her anger. Lian Zheng was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and together with the Thunderous Beast at the late Foundation Establishment stage, their strength was extraordinary.

What's even more hateful is that every word he uttered trampled on the dignity of the Sword Sect and put the glory of the senior sister underfoot.

Liu Tao's gaze was fixed on the red figure on the stage. Even if you are not my senior sister, you must win!
Jiang Yixin sensed something, turned her head and cast a gentle gaze at Liu Taozhi, her eyes slightly closed, her chin gently nodded, and she smiled in acknowledgment.

Liu Taozhi's breath hitched, and the noisy clamor of the arena seemed to disappear in an instant. In a daze, she saw many white-clad figures flashing and overlapping before her eyes. It was her senior sister closing her eyes, nodding and smiling at her, saying with her eyes, "Yaoyao, don't be afraid."

Just as Liu Taozhi was about to get a better look, Jiang Yi on the stage had already looked away. Liu Taozhi bit her lower lip hard, only realizing she had bitten it when she tasted the rust.

"Jiang Heying, a disciple of Danxi Zhenjun of Cangling Sect, is facing off against Lian Zheng, a disciple of Tianshou Zhenjun of Baizang Valley. The battle begins!"

　Today's two chapters are equivalent to three chapters, totaling 6700+ words. I won't split them; consider it an extra update. (Actually, I didn't used to care about the word count per chapter. I used to post 4000 words per chapter, but sometimes because of the fewer chapters, people would misunderstand and think I was being lazy. So, I've decided to 'show off' every chapter from now on!)

　　see you tomorrow!
　　
　
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