Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Battle 91
Translator: 549690339
“Friend Wang, is this your way of never losing?”
“There was an unexpected turn. I can’t believe Mi Shuhua was willing to lend out that top grade defensive robe.”
Both sides regarded this battle very seriously.
Mi Shuhua sacrificed a lot, not only offering a Foundation Establishment Pill as a reward but also gifting two of his top grade magic tools.
Wang Haichao prepared an Ascendant Grade bizarre weapon, Crescent Moon Curved Knife, and a top-grade water attribute flying sword for his own subordinates.
One could say that he had put forth all his efforts.
Meanwhile, the Lianyun Business Union, with their ample resources, provided their combatants with highly valuable items, such as the strange array flag from the first round or the Sword Pill that Bai Qi held in this one.
Regrettably, a sword pill after blood refinement, in a strict sense, can no longer be considered a magic item embryo.
At most, it could only be counted as a top-grade offensive magic tool, and along with its transformed sword light, it could be considered a bizarre weapon.
But in the end, it still belonged to the category of magic tools.
As long as it remained within this category, a top grade defensive robe could fend against it, thereby clearing enough time and space for combat.
That’s why the prices of defensive magic tools are always high, more popular than offensive ones.
For a while, a transmitted voice came again.
“The unexpected... seems to happen quite often.”
“The last battle, a must win!” stated Wang Haichao definitively.
“Sure there won’t be any surprises?”
“Xiao Wuyan is one of yours, aren’t you confident in him?”
“Hmm, it’s not that I lack confidence in him, but rather in your intelligence gathering ability!”
Wang Haichao was left speechless for a moment.
In this battle, they undoubtedly had a high probability of winning.
Both Min Longyu and Bai Qi, who had been the first to step onto the stage had top-tier strengths at the Ninth Level of Qi Refinement, along with Gao Tingyuan, Luo Chanu, and the one whom he had bestowed the top-grade magic tool, making a total of six relatively easy matches.
Yet, due to mistakes in intelligence, Luo Chanu was defeated by the Sick Tiger Zeng Wen, and Bai Qi died at the hands of the Broken Jade Tiger, Qin Liangchen.
They had inadvertently relinquished two victories.
No wonder Elder Zhou of the Lianyun Business Union began to distrust him.
“Rest assured, the final battle definitely won’t have any surprises. Wang Yuan’s cultivation time is too short. Despite his strong combat power, his cultivation stage is really too low, only at the Seventh Level Qi Refinement. Otherwise, Mi Shuhua would not have put him last.”
“But he’s the law enforcement officer of the Broken Mountain Gang, same as Xu Renke who possesses a fragment of a magic tool. It’s clear he’s not weak.” Though he has strong combat power, it’s merely of an explosive nature. Xiao Wuyan is the top choice for burst damage and continuous combat among Qi Refinement Stage Cultivators.”
“Okay! It’s just a pity that if Xiao Wuyan hadn’t been dispatched and won, things would have been better. Yet, being the last one, he had to take action.” Wang Haichao was helpless, as things had already gotten to this point. What good would talking more do?
All he could do was to reassure his allies.
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The spirit consciousness of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators could be projected externally, allowing for communication from afar, with their thoughts connecting in an instant.
After their exchange, Wang Yuan and Xiao Wuyan only then appeared on the Dao Debate Platform.
However, when Wang Yuan activated his magic tool, Elder Zhou’s astonished and furious voice came again.
“Didn’t you say there wouldn’t be any surprises? Why is that guy at the Eighth Level of Qj Refinement?”
Wang Haichao was stunned.
His face twitched, like he had been slapped.
He forced himself to say, “Why surprise or anger? What’s the difference between the Eighth and Seventh Levels of Qi Refinement? The spirit power within a Ninth-Level Cultivator is vastly different.”
“Hmph!”
This time, Elder Zhou didn’t bother to argue with him.
In one of the private rooms, with a gloomy face, Elder Zhou said to his companions, “Perhaps Xiao Wuyan won’t be able to hide his true cultivation anymore. When the time comes, we must go to the Yu Ding Sword Sect to protect him.”
“Big Brother Qin, are you alright?”
Looking at Qin Liangchen being supported into the room, Luo Chen asked with concern.
After taking a healing pill, Qin Liangchen’s spirit seemed to improve momentarily.
“Demonic Cultivator!”
“Practitioner of the Blood Path!”
Two terms were uttered from several places in the field.
Luo Chen was puzzled.
Distraught and enraged, Mi Shuhua said, “This evil creature is a practitioner of the most brutal Blood Path in the demonic cultivation, he is not a cultivator from our Yu Ding Realm!”
At the same time,
Pang Renxiong in the viewing stand of the Yu Ding Sword Sect opened his eyes again.
He stared at Xiao Wuyan on the platform, his cold gaze fell on the Great Lake Gang and another viewing stand.
“Luo Tianhong, Zhang Ran, capture this man after the ceremony ends. Then, hold the Great Lake Gang and the Lianyun Business Union accountable for harbouring demonic cultivators from the Western Region!”
“We obey Elder’s command!”
“We obey Elder’s command!”
Both of them agreed indignantly.
As for whether Wang Yuan would win, it was no longer in their consideration.
Demons have always been stronger than their cohorts, only Sword Cultivators can compete with them.
Moreover, the Thirty-Six Realms of the Eastern Wasteland have long issued an order prohibiting any sect from contacting the demonic cultivation of the Western Region.
Wang Yuan is doomed to lose!
At this moment, everyone seemed to have determined Wang Yuan’s defeat.
Only one person still held hope.
When Mi Shuhua’s astonishment and anger subsided, his face gradually became calm again.
On the Dao Debate Platform, there was a pervading bloody light, like a sea of blood, with the bloody Jiaolong constantly roaring.
However, Wang Yuan remained calm, holding a long knife in his hand, stepping m a strange pace, and constantly slashing at the blood-colored Jiaolong.
Boom!
Another clash.
Yet this time, he did not suffer the fate of defeat like before.
He placed one hand on the top of the bloody Jiaolong’s head and smiled coldly. “Break!”
Boom, boom, boom!
Powerful, strange energy strength kept coming out. The blood-colored Jiaolong kept retreating in its roar until it broke apart.
Xiao Wuyan’s face changed greatly, “Why is this so? You are actually not affected by the boiling of blood and Qi.”
As he spoke, a series of gigantic blood hands were thrown out, suppressing everything from the sky.
Wang Yuan ignored them, either with a knife or a fist, and kept smashing the blood hands.
This attack lasted for about half an hour.
Until the bloody light on Xiao Wuyan’s body faded to an invisible degree.
Wang Yuan walked up to him, his red body was covered with a color of Vajra.
He looked down at Xiao Wuyan, who was panting heavily and crouching on the ground.
“Boiling of blood and Qi?”
“My blood and Qi are superior to yours!”
As the words fell, so did the knife, and the head also fell to the ground.
This scene silenced the whole field, followed by a deafening cheer.
On the viewing stand of the Yu Ding Sword Sect,
Luo Tianhong and Zhang Ran stood still in place, for a moment, they didn’t know what to say.
Pang Renxiong above frowned, “This little fellow is actually following the way of the Ancient Body Refiner, no wonder the practitioner of the Blood Path couldn’t do anything to him.”
“Well, such an ending perfectly illustrates the principle that ‘where evil exists, so too, does good’.”
“The grand opening ceremony of the Dao Debate Platform ends here!”
After saying that, he flew out of the viewing stand..