It's just a simulation game, how did the fairy become real?

The moment the medicine fully took effect, Zhang Yang's face flushed slightly, as if he were slightly tipsy.

The injuries sustained in the previous battle seemed to be healing rapidly.

"Are you ready?

There's still some time; you can reply again.

Bai Fan looked calmly at Zhang Yang in front of him.

After his opponent defeated another seeded player in the first match, Bai Fan had already noticed Zhang Yang's presence and considered him his rival.

It was fortunate for him to have the opportunity to fight such an opponent before entering the Golden Core stage.

"No need, I'm already prepared."

Zhang Yang stretched his body and gestured to the referee beside him.

As the referee stepped onto the stage and both sides took their positions, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to them.

There was no testing between you, nor any roundabout way of doing things.

From the very first move, it was an all-out effort.

The fighting style of body cultivators differs from that of normal cultivators.

You can push your body to its limits, but only if you can get close enough.

Bai Fan, on the other hand, is trying every means to push you away, while simultaneously wearing you down as much as possible before you can get close.

He has probably studied your previous battles and knows clearly that once you get close, his swordsmanship will likely pose no threat to you.

[Thus, the battle gradually evolved into a scene where you were repeatedly knocked back, charged again, and then knocked back once more.]

Those who were slightly weaker were all frowning as they watched the battle.

In their eyes, you always seem to be at a disadvantage, completely manipulated.

Some of those who had placed bets even started hurling insults.

But those who are truly powerful are all watching silently.

They're calculating whether they could withstand your attack if they replaced Bai Fan.

[Some of the methods Bai Fan used were beyond the Foundation Establishment stage; only Golden Core cultivators could access them.]

Even so, he still couldn't control the rhythm of the battle.

Instead, I'm always being led by the nose by you!

Chapter 172 Agreement

It seems like you're at a disadvantage in this battle.

In reality, you were the one guiding the conversation from beginning to end.

Bai Fan tried many methods, but failed to control the rhythm of the battle.

Whether to advance or retreat, to attack or defend, is entirely up to you.

The reason you've been repeatedly repelled is simply because you don't want to pay a high price to break through Bai Fan's defenses.

You look terrible, but you're not seriously injured at all.

On the contrary, Bai Fan suffered quite a few hidden losses.

No one expected that a body cultivator would be able to completely overpower an elder's personal disciple.

[Especially this personal disciple, who recently killed a demonic beast that had reached the Golden Core stage.]

Although that early-stage Golden Core demon beast was severely injured, it was not something a typical Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily fool.

Bai Fan's ability to defeat that monster is proof enough of his true strength.

Even so, despite Bai Fan employing almost every method imaginable, he still couldn't turn the tide.

Just as you were preparing to press your advantage and take down Bai Fan in one fell swoop, your opponent suddenly yelled at you to be careful, followed by a surge of sharp energy that shot straight into your chest.

The sword in Bai Fan's hand moved with the speed of a flash of light.

Even if you use your maximum speed, you still can't completely dodge this attack.

The referee on the ring had already moved closer.

He can see your predicament; if you cannot withstand this attack, he will immediately halt the white sails and declare the victor.

With a sharp screech, Bai Fan's sword pierced straight through your shoulder.

At the last moment, you finally managed to dodge.

[This sword has pierced through you, and to others it may seem that your power is about to end, but only a very few can see through your intentions.]

[You used your own body to firmly lock Bai Fan's sword in place.]

That last burst of attack did indeed drain Bai Fan's strength, but he's not incapable of fighting again. If he were to unleash a few more attacks like that, even you wouldn't be able to withstand it.

[The moment you knew you couldn't escape, you thought of using your body to restrict the other person's movements.]

As long as this sword remains undrawn, your opponent cannot defeat you!

With a few punches, you sent Bai Fan flying.

The final match has finally come to an end.

[At the beginning, no one expected the entire match to unfold in this way.]

When you finally win the championship, many spectators are still in a daze.

Although they secretly hoped that you, a body cultivator who climbed your way up from menial tasks, could overcome your inferiors.

But that's just wishful thinking; not many people truly believe you can win the final victory.

When this moment finally arrived, many people were somewhat bewildered.

Once they realized what was happening, almost every area where they were watching erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

It was as if, in the arena, it wasn't you who defeated Bai Fan head-on, but they.

Just as the referee stepped forward, ready to officially announce the final winner, a middle-aged figure suddenly appeared on the stage.

You glanced at them subconsciously, yet you were captivated by their unique aura.

The other person's attire suggested they were from a Taoist sect, yet their clothing was neither a disciple's nor similar to that of the elders; while their style was consistent, there was nothing in common between them.

You can't sense anything from the other person; they don't exude any aura at all, as if they were just an ordinary middle-aged person.

But that restrained demeanor made it clear to you that this person was definitely a strong individual.

【…】

Whether it was the referees, the enforcement team, or the elders who had come to join in the fun, everyone showed a look of surprise on their faces when they saw this middle-aged man.

This seemingly ordinary-looking middle-aged man is none other than the elusive and mysterious sect leader of the Taoist sect.

Aside from cultivation and training, the sect leader hardly participates in any matters within the sect.

No one expected that a regular match would attract the sect leader's attention.

"Little friend, would you like to come with me?"

The sect leader's words immediately shocked everyone around him.

Over the years, the sect leader has never considered taking on any disciples.

Asking Zhang Yang to follow him is practically a way of taking him on as a disciple.

After all, just a few pointers would be enough to benefit this kid for life.

Although the sect leader is not a body cultivator, he has come into contact with many body cultivators, and more importantly, he has no shortage of resources.

The sect leader is the strongest being in the entire Daoist sect. Although he has not yet achieved fusion, that was his own choice.

He can enter the fusion phase at any time if he wants.

With such a powerful figure personally offering to take Zhang Yang along, for a moment, not many people even cared about the championship reward anymore.

"To be my master?"

"You might not actually want to become my disciple, would you?"

The sect leader smiled, and his words surprised everyone even more.

Zhang Yang wasn't stupid. Just by looking at the expressions of the people around him, he should have been able to guess that the middle-aged man in front of him was quite powerful and held a very high position.

There is only one such person in the entire Taoist sect, and that is the sect leader, who is almost never seen.

Even though Zhang Yang knew who this person was, he didn't agree immediately.

"It's okay, little one, don't feel any pressure."

Once you've made up your mind, bring it to me.

I won't force you to become my apprentice. The reason I'm having you follow me is simply because I'm pleased with your talent.

The sect leader tossed Zhang Yang a jade slip, which was the object that could be used to contact him.

"It's time to enjoy your victory."

The sect leader's voice rang out, but his figure had already vanished.

Even the elders, who were also at the Nascent Soul stage, were unable to discern how the sect leader had left.

The appearance of the sect leader adds another layer of my legendary status.

[Your rewards were rightfully yours, and no one would dare withhold them. Soon, someone would personally deliver all the rewards to your door.]

[Xuanmingzi rushed back the moment he learned that the sect leader wanted to take you as his disciple.]

Even if you repeatedly emphasize that it wasn't about taking you on as a disciple, but merely about mentoring you, how could the agitated Xuan Mingzi possibly listen to such explanations?

[He kept insisting on severing their master-disciple relationship with you.]

[Compared to you becoming his disciple, he would much rather see a powerful body cultivator rise to prominence before him.]

After all, this would make his theories on body cultivation even more detailed.

You looked helpless, yet dared not let Xuan Mingzi run rampant. After all, Xuan Mingzi was capable of anything; he would spread the news throughout the world that you were being expelled from the sect.