I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 395 Overwhelming Strength (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

After calming himself down, Hua Wuqi gave Jiang Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, what he considered a dashing and debonair look.

"Junior Sister Jiang, do you know how outrageous you were outside the valley just now?"

Jiang Yi rolled her eyes, not wanting to respond.

Hua Wuqi couldn't help but laugh.

"Excessively bright and captivating."

"Ugh~"

There were sounds of retching all around, and some people had even gritted their teeth and drawn their swords, looking like they wanted to kill this guy.

"You people from the Burning Heart Pavilion are truly disgusting!"

Jiang Yi was also disgusted. "Zhaoming, knock him down! Immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, the Yaoling Sword in Zhaoming's hand emitted a resounding clang. The crimson blade instantly burst forth with dazzling flames, transforming into a streak of fiery red light that pulled Zhaoming along and pierced straight for Hua Wuqi's face.

Hua Wuqi's deliberately amorous smile froze instantly as he drew his sword to parry the attack.

"Junior sister is so clueless about romance."

Hua Wuqi complained, but his movements were swift. The seemingly frivolous peach blossom sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with a soft pink halo.

With the first move, "Entwined Love Threads," the sword energy, like countless entwined love threads, possessed a bewitching yet resilient power, entangling and deflecting Zhaoming and Yaoling's fierce first attack.

The sword energies clashed, exploding into a dazzling burst of sparks.

Why be so dismissive?

Hua Wuqi had just regained his footing and tried to say some more sweet words to distract her, but Zhaoming was completely unaffected. The second and third swords came one after another, each one faster and more cunning than the last.

With his superior cultivation and the Burning Heart Pavilion's expertise in the 'Inducing Emotions and Disrupting the Spirit' technique, Hua Wuqi handled the situation with relative ease.

He did not engage Zhaoming in a direct confrontation. His sword techniques were elegant and varied, focusing on guiding and deflecting the opponent's force, attempting to provoke his opponent's emotional fluctuations and find gaps in his defenses.

"The Burning Heart Pavilion's disgusting sword intent!"

Some people outside the venue were complaining, which drew Liu Tao's attention.

"It is indeed disgusting, but do you see them daring to use this sword intent to provoke those female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect? In the end, they are often overpowered by the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect and pinned down, and then they fight in a different way."

"Yes, yes, that guy from Burning Heart Pavilion was like that, he was even captured by the Joyful Union Sect..."

Liu Tao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she pricked up her ears, holding the jade slip and silently recording the information.

In the arena, Hua Wuqi gradually realized that his sword intent and sweet words had no effect on Jiang Yi and Zhaoming, especially Zhaoming.

The Burning Heart Pavilion's proud "Sword Intent of Passion" relies on igniting the opponent's emotions and creating weaknesses by arousing the invisible interference of the seven emotions and six desires.

But Zhaoming was not a living person; his consciousness was pure, which made his sword intent as gentle as a breeze brushing against an iron wall, without any ripples.

However, Zhaoming was unaffected, while Yaoling's reaction became increasingly intense.

Yao Ling was continuously stimulated by this provocation full of 'desire', and the sword began to vibrate violently. The temperature of the crimson flame suddenly rose, and it even began to emit a humming sound with anger.

This volatile emotion was directly reflected in Zhaoming's swordplay, turning his originally precise and fluid moves into a ferocious display of explosive destructive power.

"Not good!"

Hua Wuqi keenly sensed the change in Zhaoming Sword's aura; the pure power of rage was rapidly increasing.

He dared not respond with the dismissive 'Entanglement of Love' any longer. He changed his sword technique, and a surging, blazing sword aura crashed into Zhaoming, attempting to suppress him with fire against fire.

But it was too late!
Just as Hua Wuqi's counterattack was taking shape, the Yaoling Sword let out a loud phoenix cry that could pierce through gold and split rocks!
Ninefold Phoenix Shadow!

With a simple, unadorned slashing motion from Zhaoming, nine phantom phoenixes burning with dazzling crimson flames linked end to end, forming an incomparably violent chain of fire. With an aura of burning everything, it rained down on Hua Wuqi like a machine gun!

Each phantom of the fire phoenix not only contained terrifying heat and impact, but its core was also the infinitely amplified violent sword intent of Yao Ling.

Hua Wuqi was horrified!
"Heart-burning flames!" he roared, abandoning all his former elegance. He wildly wielded his peach blossom sword, the pink sword energy transforming into layers of burning flame barriers in front of him. The collision with the fire phoenix produced a deafening roar.

With each fire phoenix attack he received, Hua Wuqi was increasingly alarmed. Despite only being at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, he had to exert all his strength to defend himself. His body was constantly being pounded and forced to stagger backward by the violent power. With each phoenix shadow he blocked, his face paled a little more, and the protective sword aura around his body dimmed a layer.

The phantom petals on the Peach Blossom Sword were burned, curled, and disappeared. Finally, when the ninth and most solid phoenix shadow was barely blocked, the sword energy in his body was almost exhausted, his arm was sore and numb, and the light of the Peach Blossom Sword dimmed to the extreme.

Hua Wuqi was panting heavily, and there were several scorch marks on the edges of his gorgeous crimson robe, but he managed to stand firm on the stage and survive this terrifying burst of energy.

A relieved smile was about to creep onto his lips. He was about to say something sarcastic to provoke Jiang Yi when he looked up and saw Jiang Yi sitting there cross-legged, a smile even more wicked than his own.

"If you're deficient, replenish your body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yaoling Sword, which had just unleashed its ultimate move, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light ten times brighter than before.

A surge of pure and powerful Yi Wood Qi erupted from Zhaoming's body and was frantically poured into the Yaoling Sword.

Use wood to start a fire!

Zhaoming casually swung his sword, and the previously consumed Ninefold Phoenix Shadow was once again condensed by the Yaoling Sword with even more powerful energy.

The nine newly born fire phoenixes were lifelike, with wisps of vibrant green energy swirling around their hearts. The green wood fueled the fire, causing its temperature and power to more than double.

That terrifying aura caused the air around the arena to distort and boil, and the protective light shield to hum under its strain. The temperature of the entire valley soared instantly!

Hua Wuqi's pupils constricted, his smile froze on his face, and all that remained in his eyes was boundless horror.

"Again?!"

He didn't even have time to let out a complete scream before he was brutally engulfed by the Nine-Layered Fire Phoenix.

Boom boom boom!
The enormous explosion echoed through the valley, more powerful than any before!

Hua Wuqi was thrown about like a broken kite by the raging explosion, tumbling and crashing into the protective light shield before bouncing heavily to the ground.

The light faded, leaving only wisps of smoke.

Hua Wuqi was lying on the edge of the arena in a sorry state. His flamboyant crimson sword robe was burned to tatters, his once carefully combed hair was now curly and charred, and his face was covered with dust and black marks, making him look extremely disheveled.

The area outside the stadium was silent once again.

The silence was broken by a clear, bright, and innocent voice.

"Now look what's happened! Not only did he not clean his belly button properly, but his whole body is covered in smears! He looks awful!"

The surrounding disciples were stunned for a moment, then burst into earth-shattering laughter!
Besides those who were laughing, many people suddenly fell silent, especially the sword cultivators from various sword pavilions who were preparing to go on stage, as well as the Nascent Soul Sword Lords watching from the mountainside.

In the previous matches, Jiang Yi and Zhao Ming both relied too much on tricks and did not show their true strength. Moreover, most people's attention was on Zhao Ming, but they ignored the Yao Ling Sword, which was also a spirit sword in Zhao Ming's hand.

However, just now, those two Nine-fold Phoenix Shadows fully demonstrated the seamless coordination between Jiang Yi's two swords, as well as Yao Ling's strength, which was in no way inferior to Zhao Ming's.

Such a powerful spiritual sword would be a source of great joy for an ordinary Golden Core cultivator to obtain.

She actually has two weapons, and they can coordinate, complement each other, and even fight on their own!
It's sour! Extremely sour!
Even the Nascent Soul Sword Master was jealous, so jealous that he was unrecognizable and didn't want to say anything.

The Sword Master Jueying was also speechless. At times like these, it's always better to say less. He was just about to let Jiang Yi rest for a bit and let the others calm down when he saw Jiang Yi skillfully make a hand seal and send a spring rain down on Zhaoming's head.

The drizzling rain, carrying a surge of life force, quickly replenished Zhaoming's previous depletion. His wood elemental power was so immense that tiny bamboo shoots sprouted from his arm joints and the top of his head.

The Yaoling Sword quickly absorbed wood elemental energy from Zhaoming to replenish its own consumption.

Amidst a collective gasp, the Sword Master Jueying's eyes widened in disbelief. Could this really be happening?
How come she can still receive treatment?
Are the demon tamers of Beixuan really that amazing?

"Alright, Uncle Jueying, please continue. I'm in a hurry."

Jiang Yi yawned widely.

Jueying looked at the remaining Sword Pavilion members who hadn't yet taken the stage. Without exception, each of them had a solemn expression, no longer as confident and arrogant as they had been at the beginning.

They need to start getting serious!

　See you tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)