Enjoying the fruits of others' labor! How does a sect's holy son break through the defense

Just when the atmosphere was at its most oppressive.

A young man with a scholarly air bowed to Lü Tu.

"Junior Brother Lü Tu, my name is Jin Yanchi."

"Although we are at the same level, I entered the Martial Immortal level before you and am also a bit older, so I'll take the liberty of calling you my elder brother."

Lu Tu returned the greeting with a smile.

"Senior brother, please speak freely."

shuh~

Jin Yanchi flicked his hand to unfold his folding fan, his face smiling but his words extremely arrogant.

"This stalemate can't continue."

"How about the five of us Martial Immortals join forces?"

"Sweep them all away... then fight for the Mystic Crystals!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"What? Outrageous!"

"You dare to think you can sweep through a thousand people with just five of you? You have quite the nerve!"

"Senior Brother Jin, I won't argue with you saying this outside the barrier, but inside the barrier, we may not be afraid of you."

puff~

But at that very moment...

Suddenly, Jin Yanchi waved his folding fan.

The sword energy transformed into several long needles, instantly piercing through the man's limbs.

"Ah~"

In an instant, blood splattered.

The person who spoke screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"I...I quit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was teleported outside the barrier.

He had his limbs crippled before the fight even started, so he was clearly powerless to fight back.

The only option is to exit.

Ye Linxiao frowned slightly.

"So strong!"

This person's control over sword energy is unparalleled, absolutely no less than his.

Looking at the screaming young man, Jin Yanchi smiled slightly.

"Junior brother, do you think that by suppressing our cultivation, we're on the same starting line?"

These words shocked everyone present.

Yes!

Their cultivation levels were suppressed to the same level by the barrier.

However, martial arts techniques, body, soul, and martial comprehension are not suppressed.

For example, two people who both practice the art of swordsmanship.

One has just touched the threshold of sword energy, while the other has already mastered sword energy. There is no way to fight this way.

So the truly skilled are still just as skilled here.

Those with higher cultivation levels still possess certain advantages.

Jin Yanchi looked at Lü Tu.

"What do you think of my suggestion, Junior Brother Lü?"

Lu Tu laughed.

"I can only guarantee that I won't make a move against you before the final battle."

He naturally didn't believe the nonsense about joining forces.

But as long as Jin Yanchi doesn't provoke him, he won't cause trouble prematurely.

After all, there are thousands of participants, and he's probably happy that someone is helping to clear the area.

Jin Yanchi humbly cupped his hands in greeting.

"It's settled then, we won't interfere with each other until we've finished cleaning up other people's messes."

Then he looked at the other three Martial Immortals.

Two men and one woman.

Lang Feng, Li Zongye, He Qing.

"What are your thoughts, the three of you?"

The other two nodded to indicate they had no objections.

Lang Feng, however, gave a cold snort.

"You are not qualified to join forces with me."

Jin Yanchi remained unperturbed by Lang Feng's arrogance and simply chuckled.

"Then... let's begin!"

shuh~

Before he finished speaking, he instantly rushed towards the nearest person.

With just one exchange, he sent his opponent flying with a single palm strike.

The massive melee has officially begun.

The others weren't fools either, and someone immediately shouted.

"Gentlemen, if they join forces, we will join forces too."

"Yes, we need to join forces and defeat the strongest one first, otherwise none of us have any hope."

"Attack whoever is strongest first!"

In an instant!

The entire arena descended into chaos.

Martial arts techniques flew wildly, and screams of agony rose and fell.

The scene was absolutely spectacular.

Wu Yuesa was very self-aware.

"Lu Tu, I have no chance to compete. I'll just try not to hold you back."

She considered herself to be decent in combat, but compared to these prodigies, she was far inferior.

Her purpose was very clear.

It was to help Lü Tu compete for the Mystic Crystal.

After all, the academy is full of hidden talents and experts, so Lu Tu's side is under tremendous pressure.

I'll help in any way I can.

Jiang Qingyao chuckled.

"Ruotang and I will just stroll around and experience it; don't worry about us."

They both have decent talent, but they're complete noobs in this chaotic battle.

Lu Tu remained silent, his gaze constantly shifting across the room.

Just like Lü Tu.

Neither Ye Linxiao nor Jiayi made a move; instead, they observed which one was stronger.

But if they don't take action, someone else will.

"Surround and attack them first."

"These are all tough opponents."

"Brothers, let's go!"

After all, the trio of Lü, Tu, and others was too conspicuous.

Lu Tu, a Martial Immortal; Ye Linxiao, a Sword Intent Realm cultivator; and Jia Yi, the closed-door disciple of the Immortal Abode Master.

These three are all heavyweight contenders.

The others must join forces to defeat the strongest before they have a chance.

"Save your energy, the real battle is yet to come."

As we were talking!

Lu Tu pulled out the eighth-tier Golden Thunder Bamboo that was stuck on his back.

Golden thunder bamboo is only as thick as a thumb and a little over a meter long.

Because storage artifacts like spatial rings become ineffective once inside the barrier, he took out the Golden Thunder Bamboo early on.

After all, he hadn't cultivated any weapon-related skills, and he wasn't comfortable using swords, spears, or other weapons.

"I'm probably going to have a great time smoking today, hehe..."

Before he finished speaking, Lü Tu rushed forward first.

Although his cultivation level was suppressed, his meridians and bones were modified.

His explosive power is absolutely insane.

Even without considering prodigies like Ye Linxiao, they can still easily dominate their peers.

slap~

In just one exchange, a single strike sent a Martial Star-level opponent flying.

The man's face swelled up instantly, and he screamed as he was struck by the lightning attached to the Golden Thunder Bamboo.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I was wrong, senior brother!"

slap~

Lu Tu caught up with another pole.

"Now you know it hurts? Where did your arrogance go?"

"Ah~ Senior brother, stop shocking me!"

slap~

"Are you still going to gang up on me? Huh?"

"Senior brother, I was wrong, please stop shocking me, I can't take it!"

Lu Tu restrained the other person with one hand, and used the golden thunder bamboo as a stun gun to stab it into the armpit.

"Who gave you the guts? Huh? Speak!"

"Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Senior brother, I'll tell you, please let me go!"

Amidst a series of crackling lightning bolts, the Martial Star level fighter was electrocuted until his eyes rolled back and his body convulsed. Finally, he shouted "Exit!" in great frustration.

I have to quit.

My pants are all fucking wet from the electric shock.

Seeing this scene.

Those who intended to attack Lü Tu immediately stopped and changed their targets.

"Change players! Change players!"

"Senior brother, I'm taking a stroll. You go about your business."

The main problem is that Lu Tudu's mother electrocuted someone until they peed.

That's so undignified!

Getting beaten up is one thing, but getting electrocuted to the point of wetting your pants would be a nightmare.

Seeing that everyone had taken a detour and run away, Lü Tu became anxious.

"Damn it, don't run away! Let me shock you!"

Just a quick electrical shock.

It would have been better if you hadn't mentioned it, because once you did, those people ran even faster, wishing they had eight legs.

"Senior brother, spare my life! Please show me some respect!"

"Your methods are really dirty."

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Then the audience outside the venue witnessed a very comical scene.

Lu Tu was seen holding an electric baton, chasing after people and shocking them.

Everyone: "..."