The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

Lin Du's performance just now was so bad that almost half the people in the stands didn't even see it clearly.

"Why did you go down there?"

"Yeah, how did he go down there? I saw Lin Du being suppressed by Li Qing's magic, floating around on that arena, and then Li Qing suddenly squatted down, and then suddenly went out..."

"This is weird."

However, some people who were knowledgeable about formations noticed something amiss: "It's a formation."

"When did she set up the formation?" one person asked in surprise.

"It was around...when it was drifting around." One person carefully chose their words.

"Hiss... Can array masters be used like this?" The people around said they had learned something new.

The powerful figures and elders from various sects in the seats could see it more clearly, but it was precisely because they could see it so clearly that some disputes arose.

"Isn't this too much of a shortcut?" some people questioned.

"If talismans can be used, why can't formations? It's just that formation masters from previous years couldn't do it."

That's true. Most array masters are late bloomers. If they start learning arrays from a young age, they are usually not very good at fighting. That's why you rarely see array masters in the youth competition.

Lin Du was the first to finish fighting and returned to the stage to absorb the Snow Essence Pill.

Because they were meditating, even the people of the Supreme Sect couldn't say anything. Xia Tian Wukong had a desire to explore, but had nowhere to do so.

At least for today, Lin Du's spiritual energy reserves and usage are not problematic.

In the third match, Lin Du faced a talisman cultivator, who, like Lin Du, was a fragile mage.

Lin Du didn't give the talisman cultivator much of a chance to perform. While he was throwing out a bunch of talismans, he used the Floating Life Fan to freeze the talisman cultivator. After dealing with all the attack and defense talismans, he quickly stepped forward, extended a finger, and gently pushed the frozen, speechless person.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fu Xiu fell straight to the ground, splashing up a cloud of snow.

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

Feng Yi looked up at the sky. Had none of them taught Lin Du what martial virtue was?

The people in the stands were numb.

That talisman cultivator is indeed powerful. He can bring any talisman he draws into battle. The casting animation is short, and it can be activated by injecting sufficient spiritual power. I originally thought it was magic against magic, but who would have thought that Lin Du is so wicked? He can freeze people even if he is of a higher level and win so easily.

Lin Du, the person involved, said afterwards: Was it easy? A whole bunch of talismans were activated at the same time, and it took her a lot of effort to deal with them. Her eyes were almost blinded by the light. If she hadn't had a black cloth, she would have had to cover her eyes with a black cloth.

Lin Du calmly entered a meditative state to recover his spiritual power, and the Snow Essence Pill, which had shrunk in size, remained quietly inside his dantian.

After winning three consecutive matches without suffering any damage, the cultivators who had previously underestimated Lin Du gradually became more serious.

Lin Du is indeed the youngest, the weakest, and has the least spiritual energy reserves, but this extremely cold cultivation technique and the unpredictable array formation are just too annoying.

Putting everything else aside, just look at the formation itself. It's a formation that the Lianheng Sect leader himself acknowledged to be at least at the seventh level of the Xuan rank.

During the semi-finals, Lin Du clearly felt his opponent's constant vigilance. He had just thrown out a formation stone when he was knocked away by a meteor hammer.

That person was even willing to risk everything and not defend himself, taking a direct hit from Lin Du, without giving himself a chance to set up a formation.

Lin Du's expression turned slightly serious. The short blade formation was her life-saving move, and she wanted to keep it as a backup plan.

Then we'll just have to focus on the game.

Lin Du swiftly closed his Floating Life Fan, and everyone in the seats sat up straight.

Xia Tianwu looked at Lin Du's moves, which were clearly the offensive and defensive techniques of the third realm of Tai Chi. "It seems that Junior Uncle is planning to get serious."

The first stage is merely for health cultivation; only the second stage and above are true fighting techniques. It's easy to learn Tai Chi by imitating others, but it's difficult to truly grasp its essence and profound meaning.

Lin Du's nature is associated with water, and the highest good is like water, which is closer to the Daoist teachings. That is why Jiang Liang chose him as his successor.

But apart from Wu Xi, no one has ever truly experienced Lin Du's fighting prowess using only Tai Chi.

The others tensed up at the same time, but Yuan Ye continued to gnaw on the braised duck.

"How come you're not nervous at all?" Ni Jinxuan couldn't help but ask after hearing the crunching sound of the cartilage.

"What's there to be nervous about? Junior Martial Aunt is incredibly cunning; have you ever seen her fail in such a big situation?"

Yuan Ye finished eating the braised duck leg, put it in a small paper bag, and planned to throw it away later.

He didn't trust Lin Du; he trusted that Lin Du wouldn't let him lose money.

After all, Lin Du was the one who took that spirit crystal.

"I still have some shortbread, do you want some?" Yuan Ye held up another paper package.

Ni Jinxuan silently accepted it, deciding to eat something to calm her nerves before continuing.

On the arena, the meteor hammer, imbued with fierce spiritual power, caused Lin Du's figure to constantly shift, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

The spiritual energies clashed repeatedly, the Floating Life Fan and the Meteor Hammer grazed each other several times, making a crackling sound. The two remained locked in a stalemate, and the Meteor Hammer almost struck Lin Du's face several times, drawing gasps from the stands.

"If Lin Du's face is injured, it will be a loss for the entire Central Plains!" someone blurted out in a trembling voice.

"I second that!"

"That was close! That was close!" One person clutched their chest. "This person practically blocked all of Lin Du's formations. Even though they were injured, they kept sticking close to Lin Du and fighting, not giving her a chance to set up any formations. What are we going to do?!"

Lin Du fought with his opponent for almost half an hour. At first, people were on tenterhooks, but gradually some of them realized that something was wrong.

Lin Du seemed to be constantly on the defensive, but his defense was watertight and he was never hit. He seemed to be at a disadvantage, but it was always the other side who was injured!

But can Lin Du really keep going like this?

After all, between a ninety-year-old Great Perfection of the Cloud-Soaring Realm and a twenty-something-year-old Late-Stage Cloud-Soaring Realm cultivator, it's obvious that the former has more spiritual energy reserves and the latter will be the first to run out.

The strange thing is that Lin Du seems to be running out of spiritual energy, but he always manages to keep going.

Gradually, the battles between the two sides were no longer a clash of spiritual energy techniques. The spiritual energy began to become negligible, and it became more of a confrontation of pure techniques and strength.

Lin Du judged that her opponent's spiritual power was almost exhausted. She released the seal of the Snow Essence Pill, and the power of extreme cold poured out. She tilted her head to avoid the head-on blow of the meteor hammer, and then raised her hand to grasp the iron chain that was slightly loose in the air.

The cultivator suddenly sensed an extremely strong spiritual pressure and blurted out, "How is this possible! How can you still have spiritual power?!"

Lin Du did not stop. He used the iron chain in the middle of the meteor hammer to restrict the man's retreat with one hand, and used all his spiritual power to punch the man in the face with the other.

That's why you keep hitting me on the head. You can't bully a blind person like that!

Besides, she's not blind!

The magical artifact instantly flew out of his hand, and the immense spiritual power, like a violent hurricane, carrying endless chill, violently threw him away.

Lin Du stopped what he was doing, gave a perfunctory bow, and said, "Excuse me."

With the sound of war drums, Lin Du won four consecutive matches.

A man in the stands shouted, "This is weird!"

Everyone responded enthusiastically.

It's really strange. Lin Du is like a bottomless pit. Every time I think she's at her limit, she can still throw such a powerful punch.

Lin Du stepped off the platform and sensed a gaze, looking in that direction.

She was another finalist who finished her competition earlier than her.

That unknown cultivator from the culinary sect, who emerged as a dark horse in the team competition and ranked nineteenth.

She nodded slightly in greeting and returned to her seat to meditate.

Half an hour of rest before the final battle is enough.