Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 178 Gu

Song Yan watched Shao Sichao's departing figure thoughtfully.

"That aura of spiritual light seems to be more than just spiritual power..."

With the Observation Sword Eye activated, the condition of the cultivator being carried off the dueling platform by the disciples was clearly visible.

The flow of spiritual energy and blood in this person's body was restricted to an extremely low level by something.

It can only maintain the basic functioning of the body.

"poison?"

Senior Brother Shao, you're actually a poison cultivator?

This was completely unexpected for Song Yan.

In the world of cultivation, there are many traditions and methods. Except for the secret techniques of demonic cultivation that are explicitly forbidden, all other methods are permitted.

Furthermore, if you dare to use it while watching Li Jun Dao Ren, then demonic cultivation techniques are not entirely forbidden.

However, it may be a swan song.

At this moment, Song Yan was already pondering whether he could resist this poison technique if he encountered Shao Sichao.

The game on the field continues.

I roughly estimated that a match would not last more than half an incense stick's time.

Most cultivators in the Qi Refining stage only focus on fighting with all their might; no one cares about practical combat skills.

The slightest disadvantage can lead to catastrophic consequences.

There were far fewer battles where both sides were evenly matched and it was difficult to determine a winner than expected.

The duel on a certain sword-fighting platform ended early, and a second one would soon follow.

At this rate, the first round should be over in half a day.

"On the central stage, seventeen against nineteen."

It was finally my turn.

Song Yan slowly walked onto the central stage, where his opponent was a round-faced youth at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

After briefly sensing the other party's spiritual energy fluctuations, the round-faced boy felt a sense of relief.

"Seventh level of Qi Refining..."

Just as he was smugly congratulating himself on his good luck, he got a clear look at the man's face.

"Sword Wiping Peak, the sword sheath..."

"Song Yan?!"

Is the Seventeenth Song Banquet?
The round-faced cultivator felt dizzy, thinking to himself, "Why am I so unlucky..."

These twenty-two men were all selected from the Sword Wiping Ceremony, and everyone knew Song Yan's name.

"call--"

"...Damn it, an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator being afraid of a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator? What kind of logic is that?!"

As if to bolster his own morale, his gaze sharpened.

When the elder on the stage announced the start, the round-faced cultivator rapidly made hand seals.

Six circular blades were unleashed one by one, drawing arcs in the air as they hurtled towards Song Yan.

Song Yan did not underestimate his opponent. The sword energy in his sleeve surged and split into six sword energies.

With a flick of his sleeve, six sword energies swept straight towards the opponent's blade.

ding ding ding...

The blades were swept away by the violent sword energy. The opponent did not seem to place all their hopes on these blades. They were making hand seals, about to unleash some kind of magic.

However, Song Yan did not want to give the other party a chance. Being able to end the battle quickly meant having more time to rest.

Six cyan sword energies swiftly arrived, brutally slicing through the round-faced cultivator's protective amulet.

He quickly flew backward.

But then they saw Song Yan surrounded by surging sword energy, his figure like a ghost, and in a few flashes he was already in front of them.

Its sharp edge emerged, shattering the spiritual energy he had gathered.

The swords merged, and one finger pointed out, stopping about an inch in front of his forehead.

"..."

The round-faced cultivator was somewhat dazed, but when he came to his senses, he sighed softly.

If you are not as skilled as others, you will naturally lose.

I just didn't expect it to end so quickly.

"I surrender."

The round-faced cultivator slowly raised his hand, indicating to the elder that he conceded defeat.

"Song Yan, contestant number seventeen, wins the Central Sword Debate Platform." As a dark horse that emerged during the selection phase, Song Yan's performance naturally attracted a lot of attention.

It's unclear whether the elder in charge did it intentionally, but his duel was arranged on the central platform.

In short, his victory was not surprising to many.

Only Li Yi, stroking his chin, recalled the battle scene at Song Yan just now.

He murmured, "Junior Brother Song's sword energy seems to be a little stronger than when he was in the Cave Heaven Realm."

Li Yi had not systematically studied or practiced any secret techniques for observing spirits.

He sensed the changes in the opponent's sword energy simply by "feeling".

Song Yan returned to the stands, but Xiang Zhaoling, who had been sitting next to him, was nowhere to be seen.

Looking up, I saw that they had already entered the arena and started their duel.

At the Southeast Sword Tournament, number eighteen, Xiang Zhaoling, is facing off against number twenty-two, Zhai Yin.

To Song Yan's surprise, Xiang Zhaoling did not summon the giant toad, giant scorpion, giant spider, and other creatures outside Lingxifang that day.

Instead, he used a method that he had only heard of before but had never actually witnessed.

According to Xiang Zhaoling herself, this thing is called...

"insanity".

The Observing Void Sword Eye slowly rotated, revealing the shape of the moon-white light floating beside Xiang Zhaoling.

This is a small insect.

Crystal clear, curved like the moon.

As Xiang Zhaoling lightly tapped her fingertip, the small insect gently wriggled, and the moon-white light cluster differentiated into a palm-sized crescent-shaped blade.

The moon blade was extremely fast, drawing a straight line through the air as it headed straight for its opponent.

"It's amazing..."

The cultivator surnamed Zhai seemed to have already been hit and was now desperately trying to dodge.

As for Xiang Zhaoling, she must have gotten tired of it.

Another Gu worm appeared in her palm.

It is black and purple, like a butterfly, with black rings spreading outwards in concentric circles on its wings.

Upon closer inspection, Song Yan realized that this was not the blue butterfly that had appeared outside Lingxi Lane that day.

Xiang Zhaoling parted her cherry lips slightly and uttered a soft sound.

"Go."

She raised her small hand, and the black and purple butterfly fluttered its wings, but just as it was about to fly away from the girl's fingertip...

Disappeared.

In the eyes of all the spectators, Zhai Yin was surrounded by a purple light, and then he stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his mind.

Xiang Zhaoling walked to his side with light and leisurely little steps and gave him a gentle push.

They pushed him out of the arena.

As the purple light faded, Zhai Yin finally awoke from his dream.

On the elders' seat, Daoist Li Jun glanced at Zhai Yin, then looked at the girl.

chuckled.

"Like a dream, so beautiful that one forgets to leave."

"The Gu techniques of the Southern Frontier are still as unpredictable and treacherous as ever."

A hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

Speaking of which, Xiang Zhaoling was extremely famous when she first entered the sect.

A genius girl with a single fire elemental root!
However, she didn't show anything in public afterward, and she didn't seem to participate in large-scale missions.

Previously, during the selection process, his ranking was not high.

Everyone thought this person was just an ignorant girl who possessed great cultivation but knew nothing of fighting.

Many people even believe that this person has become just another ordinary person.

However, the recent duel reminded everyone of the name Xiang Zhaoling.

A complete and overwhelming victory!
"It ended just like a joke..."

"Unbelievable, there is actually someone like this among the inner sect Qi Refining cultivators."

"What kind of spell is that?"

No one knows.

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