vstars Chapter 563 All turned into ice sculptures
Chapter 563 All turned into ice sculptures
Wang Jianzong went to the competition venue and stopped looking at Luo Chengxu.
Once he's on the list, Luo Chengxu will realize just how wrong he was!
Everything will only truly hurt when the facts prove them wrong.
There were eighteen people who challenged Ye Yinqiu. Compared to Jiang He, that wasn't many, but compared to cultivators from other sects, especially those ranked like him, it was quite a lot.
Ye Yinqiu worked at the Xiaoyao Sect every day, and her fair-skinned and beautiful appearance changed drastically. Not only did she develop muscles in her hands, but her overall skin also turned bronze. In short, she was completely out of step with the aesthetics of the Hehuan Sect.
After gaining muscle, Ye Yinqiu completely transformed from a graceful, delicate woman into a towering man standing at 1.8 meters tall, the kind of man who would tremble if he walked onto the field.
Wang Jianzong knew Ye Yinqiu's expertise, and he was genuinely surprised when he saw the person who had come.
Aren't all cultivators specializing in the Hehuan (Albizia) sect gentle and weak?
How did it end up with Ye Yinqiu...?
Wang Jianzong looked at Ye Yinqiu with suspicion.
Just as Ye Yinqiu finished the last bite of her cornbread, the competition began.
He counted on his fingers that besides Wang Jianzong, there were probably 17 other cultivators behind him. He should have eaten more; he could have gotten hungry while fighting.
Ye Yinqiu's nonchalant attitude was seen by Wang Jianzong as Ye Yinqiu ignoring him.
Wang Jianzong's anger was instantly ignited:
"Hey, you from the Free and Unfettered Sect, you look down on me?"
Ye Yinqiu was bewildered: "Who?"
"Ha, you dare to look down on me? Now prepare to face my challenge."
Wang Jianzong talked for a while, but Ye Yinqiu didn't understand a word he said. He hadn't said anything at all, so why was he looking down on her?
Then he's very arrogant.
As Ye Yinqiu was thinking, suddenly, she pressed a sword against his face!
“You hit it. I knew you were from the Free and Unfettered Sect… what’s going on with you…?”
Wang Jianzong looked at Ye Yinqiu as if she were an impregnable fortress.
Ye Yinqiu was thick-skinned and didn't react at all to Wang Jianzong's sword strike. Thinking that she still had to watch Jiang He's match later, Ye Yinqiu pushed forward, and Wang Jianzong's sword bent in less than three seconds.
Following the direction of the cultivator in front of him, Ye Yinqiu used his sword to directly deflect Wang Jianzong's spirit sword. Without much effort, he deflected the spirit sword and it fell to the ground.
Ye Yinqiu finished the match quickly with another sword strike:
"That's a wrap, next one."
The Anyang Sect cultivators who witnessed Ye Yinqiu's battle with Wang Jianzong were speechless. They felt ashamed to be standing there, especially when Wang Jianzong looked over, they all turned their heads away to avoid eye contact.
Wang Jianzong had spoken to them beforehand, so most of the cultivators were invited by him to witness the event.
The fight between Ye Yinqiu and Wang Jianzong was utterly uninteresting; Ye Yinqiu finished the fight in no time, and it seemed to have been exceptionally easy for her.
Wang Jianzong lost face, and Ye Yinqiu left before he could utter any harsh words.
Wang Jianzong stood there, his face flushed.
The matches in other arenas started one after another. After Ye Yinqiu finished fighting five cultivators, she rested for a while and then rushed to the arena where Jiang He was.
The fifty-six cultivators standing opposite Jiang He lined up in a row. It took them quite a while just to get on the field. The countdown only started when all the cultivators had arrived.
Li Ling came out of the adjacent arena and quickly shoved a banner into Zhong Liyu's hand:
"Pull it open, it was specially made by the owner of Jinniu Trading Company."
Zhong Liyu: "Oh, I get it, it's about cheering, we're very familiar with it."
Zhong Liyu and Li Ling each held a banner, and even Jin Dazhu had a small message of support tucked into his hand.
Li Ling unfurled the banner, and then...
A line of large text appeared:
"The Free and Unfettered Sect is invincible in battle and unconquerable in attack!"
Zhong Liyu began speaking fluently:
"Senior Sister, you will win!"
Jiang He could no longer see the outside world once she entered the arena, but the other cultivators on the field could see everything clearly.
"The Free and Unfettered Sect has so many tricks up its sleeve."
"They're all just fancy, useless junk."
"These cultivators are really putting on a big show. Do they really believe that Hongmu will win?"
"Whether you believe it or not, there's nothing you can do; the competition has already started."
"Tsk tsk, peak of the Nascent Soul stage. I think the highest cultivation level among the challengers is also the Nascent Soul stage. The cultivation level of the cultivators on the sword cultivator list is slightly higher than that on the magic cultivator list."
"There are still too many sword cultivators; we'll have to nerf them again next year."
"What?"
"No, it's just my hometown dialect, just kidding."
"A peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator being surrounded makes this match quite interesting. I just don't know how Hongmu will win this round."
"What do you mean by how to win? Of course, it's by using a sword."
"Forehead……"
As the competition began, Pang Luo of the Lingyun Sect was the first to raise his sword and teleport to Jiang He's side, and the other fifty-five cultivators were not to be outdone.
Only the cultivator who lands the final blow can successfully climb the rankings.
Many cultivators didn't expect Jiang He to win this match. Facing fifty-six sword cultivators in one go, it's hard to say whether Jiang He was too arrogant or truly had the strength.
After Pang Luo fell, several figures rushed forward, seemingly about to engulf Jiang He.
The simultaneous clanging of fifty-six swords was a truly magnificent sight.
[So many cultivators! This kind of competition is so exciting; you can see all sorts of combo techniques all at once.]
Fifty-six people! I'm starting to worry about Hongmu.
With so many people, the stadium didn't feel very big anymore; it was so crowded it felt like someone would bump into you at any moment.
The cultivators surrounding Hongmu were quite clever; they quickly completed the encirclement. Now it remained to be seen whether Hongmu could break through the encirclement and escape.
No need. You've underestimated Hongmu. Only about ten of these fifty-six cultivators are on the list. I think Hongmu can handle it more than enough.
There are so many people trying to climb the leaderboard, I want to challenge Redwood in the next round.
Pang Luo of Lingyun Sect and Ling Xi of Hehuan Sect are both in the late stage of Nascent Soul. I think they can still fight. And you see, Ling west has a fire elemental root, and fire counters water. As for ice, it will most likely be afraid of high temperatures.
Zero West just used his ultimate move right away?
My God, what did I just see?
Huh? ...Huh?
It's that trick again: Ice Seal!
The debuff was applied directly.
Something's not right. There's no lake here, so how did the redwood suddenly create an ice sculpture?
Would it be okay to turn a person into an ice sculpture?
[This is interesting. Hongmu's move indirectly eliminated all cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage.]
After Lingxi from the Hehuan Sect entered the arena, he immediately unleashed a powerful attack on Jiang He. The sword in his hand shrank, and when it pierced Jiang He, it was accompanied by fierce flames!
With each breath, the air became scorching hot, and a wave of heat rushed towards Jiang He.
With Lingxi's sword move in front of her, Jiang He did not retreat even half a step.
An ice wall appeared before them, easily blocking Lingxi and Pangluo's attacks.
Whether it's fifty-six people or more, the tallest one is only at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, making it difficult for him to lose this competition.
A smile crept across Jiang He's lips, as gentle as the grass and trees in spring and summer.
She twirled her sword, fully mobilizing the icy spiritual energy stored in her spiritual veins. An extreme chill rose up, and Jiang He's sword suddenly pressed against Ling west as she thrust it straight at her.
Starting from the hilt, the entire sword was shrouded in the bitter cold.
Before long, the entire arena was enveloped in a chill, and suddenly, one cultivator after another turned into ice sculptures, which looked quite incongruous.