Borrowing a sword

Chapter 140 Who told you I only cultivate my body? [Third update, please vote!]

The Xuan-level upgrade ticket is incredibly useful for Chu Huaixu.

At this stage of the East Continent Grand Competition, there are practically no weaklings left.

These sixty-four people were all outstanding new talents in the cultivation world.

The draw no longer draws for the weak.

Chu Huaixu drew another fellow disciple this time.

Upon seeing the other person's name, a smile appeared on his face.

"Ji Sikong! One of the two most favored by the outer sect casino from the very beginning!"

"The other one is Chang Le."

The two of them are listed at the very top of Chu Huaixu's "Kill List".

The thought of avenging his gambling humiliation made him hum involuntarily.

Ji Sikong, on the other hand, had a rather strange feeling.

"Logically speaking, I should have breathed a sigh of relief after drawing this body-refining junior brother Chu."

"I'm not Ding Bolin, I'm much better than him!"

The strength that Chu Huaixu had previously displayed was definitely no match for him.

"The problem is that his victory over Mo Lingfeng of the Sword Sect in the last round was truly bizarre!"

"He seems to be able to tamper with other people's personal items?"

To this day, no one knows what Chu Huaixu did to Mo Lingfeng's sword!
As for his statement, "Your sword fears me," those around him were completely baffled.

The others were not involved and did not have the same personal experience as Mo Lingfeng.

For someone at the first level of cultivation to say such things would actually seem a bit pretentious.
How could a remarkable spiritual sword possibly frighten a low-level cultivator?
No matter how strong you are, you're only at the first realm!
Ji Sikong felt he wouldn't lose.

But we should also be wary of him.

"This Junior Brother Chu is quite eccentric; we must not underestimate him."

"He seems to have many cunning tricks up his sleeve; I'd better not fall into his trap," Ji Sikong warned himself.

The two of them drew early positions, so the competition was scheduled for the morning.

Starting from this round, only two arenas will be used for the competition at the same time, instead of a large number of arenas being used simultaneously as before.

In addition, to allow competitors to unleash their full potential, the arena has been expanded, becoming four times its original size.

This can be somewhat beneficial for those with strong agility.

In Ji Sikong's view, Chu Huaixu's greatest reliance at present is his terrifying physical strength and his Xuan-level movement technique.

At this moment, the ring was surrounded by spectators.

Above the clouds, great cultivators also stood in the air, their figures faintly visible.

Mo Tenglong from Wuyou Valley has come again.

Last time, there were three great cultivators watching Chu Huaixu's competition, but today there are five.

Just as they were addressing each other as fellow Daoists and chatting enthusiastically, three people arrived by flying through the air, shocking Mo Tenglong and the others!

The three of them—Situ Cheng, the Four Divine Swordsman; Mei Chuxue, the Master of Weapon Forging; and Teng Lingyi, the Grand Elder of Wuyou Valley—arrived together!
The three eighth-level cultivators only needed to conceal their whereabouts slightly to avoid being detected by the lower-level cultivators beside the arena.

But they had no intention of hiding it from Mo Tenglong and the others.

The five cultivators at the fifth realm all began to bow in respect to the eighth-realm expert.

After all, these three are figures standing at the top of the Eastern Continent.

"Even they came to see Chu Huaixu?" Mo Tenglong was shocked.

In the previous round of the competition, he had not been able to see through Chu Huaixu's extraordinary abilities.

Now it seems that he has even alarmed a cultivation giant of the eighth realm!

Mei Chuxue and Teng Lingyi looked at Situ Cheng and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Situ, I heard from the juniors in the sect that Mo Lingfeng of your Sword Sect lost the last round of the competition in a very strange way."

Situ Cheng snorted coldly and said, "You two heard what Chu Yinyin said in the main hall that day, didn't you?"

“Of course,” Mei Chuxue and Teng Lingyi replied.

"She said that Chu Huaixu already possessed sword intent, but he was clearly a physical cultivator."

"I wonder what methods he used in the last round of the competition. Today I want to see what secrets the Daoist sect is keeping!" one of the Four Divine Swordsmen said irritably.

Teng Lingyi exchanged a glance with him and said with a smile, "You're definitely keeping us in suspense."

Mei Chuxue, a charming woman with peach blossom eyes, also said with a smile, "I just wanted to use my divine sense to investigate, but the arena blocked my divine sense!"

The three knew perfectly well that the only person with such methods, who acted so mysteriously and did things so arbitrarily, could be that "famous" junior uncle from the Taoist sect.

"Judging from Senior Jiang's words, he doesn't allow us to investigate secretly and we have to wait and see here." Mei Chuxue chuckled, her laughter carrying a hint of allure.

This woman seems to possess an innate allure; every smile and frown is incredibly captivating.

In addition, she was voluptuous and dressed less conservatively than Nangong Yue, revealing a large expanse of white skin below her neck. When she laughed, it would cause some ripples of flesh to jiggle.

After saying that, the woman from Chunqiu Mountain, whom Nangong Yue saw as a flirtatious scoundrel, glanced down and said, "Oh, it's starting so soon."

On the arena, Chu Huaixu and Ji Sikong were unaware that there were three powerful cultivators at the eighth realm overlooking everything from above.

Ji Sikong, with a refined demeanor, held a long sword in his hand and said, "Junior Brother Chu, I follow a bold and unrestrained style. My sword strikes are fierce and there is no turning back. You must be careful."

Chu Huaixu smiled indifferently and said, "Senior Brother Ji, there's no need to worry. Just go for it."

He actually hoped that he would draw a sword cultivator again, because in his eyes Mo Lingfeng was not quite up to par and was not an ideal test subject.

But since the opponent is on his "kill list," he is also willing to fight against him.

However, he had also heard a little about Ji Sikong's strength.

The longsword in the opponent's hand, with its crimson blade, was a high-grade spiritual weapon named Crimson Dragon.

Before the official competition, both of them couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The sky is overcast today, and a light drizzle has started to fall.

As mentioned before, Taoism emphasizes following the natural way, so the mountain-protecting formation will not isolate rain and snow.

Even though it's the Eastern Continent Grand Competition, the weather won't be changed for it. Cultivators can encounter all sorts of environments when fighting outside.

People should adapt to this world, rather than artificially creating their own little world.

After the two bowed to each other, the sparring officially began.

It must be said that Ji Sikong did not underestimate Chu Huaixu.

Because he didn't bring his scabbard with him when he went on stage this time.
He drew his sword directly from its sheath and went onto the stage with the Crimson Dragon in hand.

He saw Mo Lingfeng get the short end of the stick.

The main problem is that being unable to even draw a sword like the other person is simply too embarrassing.

Who knows if it would also work on a knife?

Below the arena, Geng Tianhe and the others watched this scene with a mixture of amusement and practicality.

Chu Huaixu's bizarre methods could actually be partially solved using such a simple approach.

As spiritual energy flowed into the longsword, its crimson blade seemed to emit a faint glow.

The entire knife looked as if it were cast from blood-red crystal, and now it was reflecting a red light!

Ji Sikong strode forward, his movements becoming faster and faster.

Indeed, as he said, he follows a bold and unrestrained style, and his fighting style is one of only advancing and never retreating!

Or rather, the spell he was casting at this moment could only unleash its greatest power in this way.

Every time he swung his sword, it sounded as if a dragon was roaring.

This is Ji Sikong's signature sword technique, the Xuan-level spell "Fire Dragon's Roar".

Chu Huaixu relied on [Flying Profound] to constantly dodge and then search for an opening.

With his keen eye, it wasn't hard to see that Ji Sikong had quite a few minor flaws.

However, his swordplay is too fierce and domineering, so much so that if you try to attack these weaknesses, you risk getting injured.

As the saying goes: the best defense is a good offense!

With his powerful physique and black-gold robe, Chu Huaixu directly withstood the blow, then struck forward with a palm.

Ji Sikong, however, preferred to be hit rather than retreat and dodge.

Clearly, this will affect his swordplay!
His attacks are now stronger and more domineering than ever before, as if they are accumulating.

"That's interesting," Chu Huaixu thought to himself.

This kind of knife skill is indeed quite crazy.

But he could tell that Ji Sikong's pain threshold was only slightly higher than that of ordinary people.

He was also afraid of pain, but he had no choice but to be fearless of injury and only move forward without retreating!

Above the clouds, three cultivation giants of the eighth realm watched all this and began to comment.

Teng Lingyi said, "If this continues, Chu Huaixu will lose very soon."

"It's a pity that he only has the cultivation of the fifth level of the first realm. If he were also at the great perfection of the first realm, Ji Sikong would probably not be his match."

Mei Chuxue said, "He is so handsome, he is truly pitiful to behold. In fact, I am hoping that he can win."

"It's a pity he's going to lose. But Ji Sikong probably won't fare any better; he'll definitely suffer some minor injuries."

Situ Cheng remained silent.

He came here today to see Chu Huaixu's strange methods, but it turns out he didn't use them at all?
Is it really because Sikong didn't bring his sword sheath this season?
But that doesn't make sense either; even after Mo Lingfeng drew his spirit sword, it was still affected.

The current confrontation is somewhat uninteresting to him.

Chu Huaixu is like a pure body cultivator, only much stronger than ordinary body cultivators.

On the arena, Ji Sikong continued to swing his sword.

"Junior Brother Chu! If you have any other trump cards, use them quickly!" he shouted.

His swordsmanship was about to reach its limit.

That strike will be absolutely terrifying.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Ji truly lives up to his reputation as a highly respected figure in our Daoist sect!"

His words were a heartfelt expression of emotion.

This season, Sikong's skill level, assuming Xiao Xu doesn't use the bronze sword, is probably second only to Han Shuangjiang.

These prodigies are destined for great things; their future achievements will undoubtedly be remarkable.

With only the "full body refinement" level, it's really hard to fight him relying solely on physical strength.

And the other party was indeed very courteous.

"Junior Brother Chu, be careful with this next strike!"

"Even if you are a body cultivator with a strong physique, you must still concentrate!" he reminded them.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu could sense that he actually respected his opponent quite a bit.

Then
Then return the respect to him!
He said loudly, "Senior Brother Ji, who told you I only cultivate my body!"

Upon hearing this, not only was Ji Sikong stunned, but everyone below the arena was also dumbfounded.

--What's the meaning!?

The next moment, they got their answer.

Aren't your sword techniques characterized by wide, sweeping strokes, fierce and domineering?

Coincidentally, I also possess a powerful technique called [Fingertip Lightning]!
Then let's see whether your sword is more domineering or my true qi is more domineering!
The sky above was covered with dark clouds, and thunder occasionally rumbled.

In the gloomy rain, Chu Huaixu stretched out his finger and caught a raindrop falling from the sky.

Then, he flicked his finger!
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