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

Lin Du felt that his eyesight and hearing had deteriorated, otherwise how could he have heard that a chef knew the Dragon Slaying Saber Technique?

But upon closer reflection, since dragons can be eaten, it's quite reasonable for the chef to slaughter one.

"It can't be that she's deaf," Lin Du convinced himself, then channeled his spiritual energy, ready to fight at any moment.

The person trapped in the formation was dressed in fiery red. Although he was only holding two kitchen knives, the blades were dull except for a slight shine from the edge. Yet, when he struck with the two knives, a faint dragon's roar could be heard.

The blade energy swept out, swirling the cold currents in the formation in the same direction. Countless snowflakes were swept out in a straight, neat line by the two blade energies, and the blade energy reversed in the next instant.

Zhulong blows in winter and calls out in summer, and the Zhulong sword technique naturally has two aspects of sword energy.

Two blades of energy cleaved through the bitter cold. In the blink of an eye, the Four Symbols Formation had transformed into the height of summer, with blazing fire. Amidst the sweltering heat carrying moisture, the red-robed cultivator raised his twin blades, seized the life gate he had found during the transformation, and cleaved it open.

This made everyone uneasy.

"It truly is the Candle Dragon Saber Technique!"

"Isn't the Candle Dragon Saber Technique a secret art of the Jiang family? And only those with pure bloodlines can use it!"

"A dragon's roar was heard the moment the sword was drawn; the bloodline concentration must be extremely high!"

"But isn't her name Sheng Yan? If she has the blood of the Jiang family, how could she possibly end up working as a culinary cultivator in a third-rate culinary sect?"

Lin Du heard it clearly now: the Candle Dragon Saber Technique, not the Dragon Slaying Saber Technique.

Putting aside the fact that the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique probably only exists in folk tales, the dragon's roar that accompanied the sword strike is clearly not from slaying a dragon; it's very imposing.

The illusion array shattered, and Sheng Yan, dressed in fiery red, wielding two swords, charged straight at the blue-robed cultivator who had kept his eyes lowered.

Lin Du sighed, considering his remaining spiritual power, and decided not to seal the Snow Essence Pill again.

The gleaming folding fan and the blades of the twin swords brushed against each other, splashing up a mist of water. As the two passed each other, Lin Du looked up and met Sheng Yan's gaze.

Those were eyes that didn't quite fit the aesthetic standards of the people of Zhongzhou. Their lines were too sharp and piercing, carrying a burning ambition, like a wildfire spreading across the plains in autumn, ready to sweep away everything in its path if given the slightest opportunity.

Lin Du abandoned his idea of ​​setting up another formation on the side. He quickly drew spiritual energy from his dantian, used the Tai Chi technique, closed the Floating Life Fan, and engaged in close combat.

Sitting in his seat, Xia Tian's eyes flickered slightly. "Yuan Shui Tai Chi Fan?"

She knew that Lin Du had not only learned the fist techniques, but also the corresponding fan techniques. However, the Floating Life Fan, a magical treasure, had extremely powerful moves, which Lin Du had never used in battle.

The Tai Chi Nine Realms: the first realm is nourishing the body, the second is offense and defense, and the third is complete harmony. Lin Du should be in the third realm now, able to achieve a harmonious blend of spiritual energy while attacking and defending, maximizing the damage of his moves without harming his body.

The blue-robed cultivator on the arena stood very steadily, like a long, flowing stream of water, each move making a loud thud.

Silver energy and crimson blade energy clashed frequently. On the other side of the banquet, one could almost hear the rhythmic chopping of vegetables, as if it were a bustling kitchen. But when it came to Lin Du, she was clearly not at a disadvantage in any move. She had an inexplicable calmness and composure like a gentle stream.

The situation was extremely dire, but Lin Du was not as relaxed as others perceived him to be.

The Candle Dragon Blade Technique is extremely powerful. When combined with the Candle Dragon Heart Sutra, it has a specific breathing frequency. The blade energy intertwines, yet it is difficult to predict. One blade is cold, and the other is fierce. The different blade energy requires different forces to deal with.

Lin Du, however, has yet to figure out how to break her established patterns.

The ferocity in Sheng Yan's eyes grew stronger, each strike sharp and fierce, forcing people to retreat repeatedly.

Just as he was being forced to the edge of the ring, Lin Du finally raised his hand and, as his opponent's two swords crossed, one of his swords was caught between the crossed arms. Then he kicked into the opponent's lower body.

The feast's lower body is extremely stable, and Lin Du's leg strength is naturally not to be underestimated, given his daily rapid advances.

As the two remained locked in a stalemate, Sheng Yan met Lin Du's eyes and keenly noticed that the unusual gray eyes were gradually darkening, as if...

The snow has melted.

Lin Du straightened his back, used the momentum to rise into the air, and his folding fan opened with a whoosh, smoothly grazing the closed twin swords.

Sheng Yan hurriedly turned around to defend, and with a move called "Crossing the River," he crossed his arms to the maximum extent and then swung out two horizontal blades of energy that stretched across the entire arena, just in time to intercept Lin Du who was descending.

Yuan Ye, who was still gnawing on a walnut in the seat of the Supreme Sect, crushed the walnut with a snap and stood up abruptly.

"Junior Uncle!" The people on the side had already stood up, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Lin Du couldn't stay suspended in the air for long with those two sword energies, and they were right on Lin Du's trajectory. Sheng Yan had anticipated the clues in Lin Du's footwork and used them.

Either retreat directly out of the ring, or endure it head-on...

But they have been fighting for a long time now, and setting up the formation has consumed a lot of spiritual power and divine sense. They are probably exhausted now. How can they resist?

The Snow Essence Pill in Lin Du's dantian rapidly decreased, and the surging power of ice and snow rushed into Lin Du's dantian, and then, like water being released from a dam, it rushed into his meridians and all the way to Lin Du's hands.

With a crack, the barrier was completely broken through, and the aura of the person in the air changed, becoming the overwhelming pressure of a Great Perfection of the Cloud Soaring Realm!

The stands erupted in uproar.

"What is this?! Is breaking through in the heat of battle a tradition of the Supreme Sect?"

"Another breakthrough! Another breakthrough! Are they trying to kill us all?!"

The azure figure leaned back strangely, like a crane soaring in the sky, changing its downward direction into a leaping posture. The Floating Life Fan unfolded with a whoosh, emitting a crisp sound like crystals colliding.

That one loud sound made Xia Tianwu's eyes light up.

The strength of a Tai Chi fan move can actually be determined by the opening and closing motions.

That sound...

Lin Du was almost parallel to the arena when he swung out a fan.

The spiritual energy descended from the sky like an avalanche, collapsing in sections like landslides, carrying a biting chill and an extremely strong impact. It surged down and collided with the two sword energies, creating countless ice crystals and snow beads that quickly buried the two sword energies and rushed towards Sheng Yan, who was holding the sword.

The grand feast, though its hands were clasped together in defense, was already showing signs of collapse.

Lin Du's spiritual power increased rather than decreased. After three fan movements, the fan closed, and his fiery red figure fell off the arena.

The ice crystals fell to the ground with a soft, rustling sound. Lin Du turned the fan into his palm, raised his hand in a gesture of respect, and said, "Excuse me, fellow Daoist."

Sheng Yan carefully sheathed his knife and bowed to her, saying, "I have learned much from you, fellow Daoist."

Everyone has a backup plan, but how do you know that someone's backup plan is really just that?

Just as she thought Lin Du's limit was in formations and Tai Chi, Lin Du's last few moves might have been his real trump card.

Breakthrough in the heat of battle—truly deserving of the title of the most talented.

With a resounding beat of the war drums, the powerful figure loudly announced the victor: "The Central Plains Grand Tournament, Youth Individual Competition First Place: Lin Du!"

The stands erupted in cheers. Lin Du straightened up, leaped down from the arena, and called out to the banquet organizers, "Um... Fellow Daoist, if you're hosting a banquet... are you going on business trips? Are you going to Dingjiu City?"

Feast: Hmm?