Qii Jingtian saw Zhao Wushuang employing all her skills, and not daring to be careless anymore, he summoned all his strength, and his Life-Snatching Gun trembled repeatedly, shaking out five gun blossoms that rotated and expanded, forming a barrier in front of him.
Boom boom boom boom boom~
Five True Qi slamd into the gun blossoms, shattering them amidst deafening explosions, as the strong shockwaves made the air buzz.
After resisting Zhao Wushuang's three waves of offensive techniques, Qii Jingtian finally made his move, his Life-Snatching Gun trembled, creating a spiraling gun blossom, which, like a rapidly spinning drill, charged towards Zhao Wushuang with fierce montum.
Life-Snatching Gun, once deployed, it seizes lives!
Zhao Wushuang's beautiful face turned stern, the Ruthless Pipa held in front of her, her jade fingers plucking the strings repeatedly—each pluck sending out a ripple-like arc of True Qi waves, stacking in front of her like shields.
Like multiple shields.
The next mont...
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom~~
The gigantic spiraling gun blossom collided with the arc-shaped True Qi waves, breaking through them layer by layer with unstoppable force, like a hot knife through butter.
Eventually, the spiraling gun blossom broke through the last layer of True Qi waves and charged towards Zhao Wushuang.
Life-Snatching Gun, unleashed to seize lives!
Seeing the spiraling gun blossom that seed invincible and deadly charging relentlessly, Zhao Wushuang's face turned deathly pale, realizing she couldn't dodge in ti. She pressed her right hand's fingers on the Ruthless Pipa and shouted loudly, "Thunderclap Silent Strike!"
Boom!
A wild surge of True Qi music notes, like a swarm of giant bees, burst forth from the strings of the Ruthless Pipa, colliding head-on with the incoming spiraling gun blossom.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The collision of the True Qi music notes and the spiraling gun blossom created thunderous explosions, the powerful shockwaves thrusting Zhao Wushuang's delicate body off the arena, her celestial figure plumting like a kite with its string cut, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood that stained her white garnt red.
Zhao Wushuang did not hit the ground but instead fell into soone's arms—precisely, soone who had tily reached her falling spot to catch her; the person who caught her was none other than Wang Xiaoqiang.
Seeing Zhao Wushuang's perfect figure falling into Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, everyone on the scene was stunned, their faces revealing strange smiles tinged with envy and jealousy.
Just now, everyone had been astonished by Zhao Wushuang's "Thunderclap Silent Strike," struggling to resist with their True Yuan, unable to pay attention to where Zhao Wushuang would fall, yet unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoqiang seed to have foresight, catching the beauty's delicate body flawlessly.
Under the Thunderclap Silent Strike, even Qii Jingtian had to retreat three steps to steady himself, his face slightly pale.
Zhao Wushuang's Thunderclap Silent Strike had a languorous lody-like power that was unstoppable, eventually transferring through the gun blossom to his body, shaking him into disarray as well.
However, in the end, he won.
His victory was not by luck, for his strength was inherently higher than Zhao Wushuang's. If not for her Ruthless Pipa, Zhao Wushuang would hardly have managed to force him back so many tis.
After catching Zhao Wushuang, Wang Xiaoqiang imdiately used Wood Elent Spiritual Qi to heal her. Feeling soone's embrace and sensing that the person was healing her, Zhao Wushuang was simultaneously taken aback and grateful but couldn't contain her embarrassnt; she hadn't even let anyone touch her hand before, let alone her body, and instantly pushed Wang Xiaoqiang away.
"Hey, your injuries are severe, if you don't let heal you, how will you get on the arena to fight later," Wang Xiaoqiang said.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wushuang found it amusing but maintained a cold exterior, "Mind your own business. Aren't my injuries good news for you?"
Wang Xiaoqiang spread his hands, helplessly saying, "Fighting you when you're injured would be dishonorable."
Tsk!
Zhao Wushuang, who had already spat out blood, nearly spat another mouthful out of frustration.
Ye Qingcheng ran over, pulled Wang Xiaoqiang aside, and angrily said, "Xiaoqiang, what are you doing? Are you being overly kind, or have you not changed your flirty ways? You actually, actually…"
Ye Qingcheng pointed at Zhao Wushuang, stomping her feet in rage. She had long seen Wang Xiaoqiang as her boyfriend, seeing her boyfriend catch Zhao Wushuang's falling body, and being witnessed by so many, was enough to stir jealousy in her, who was already quite possessive.
"I was just healing her, what do you think I was doing?" Wang Xiaoqiang defended.
"What? You even healed her? Don't you know that she will be your opponent in the next round?" Ye Qingcheng said annoyed.
Zhao Wushuang, hearing their conversation, frowned slightly, turned around, and walked away. Although Wang Xiaoqiang had only hugged her briefly, it had made her quite uncomfortable, and now the two were discussing why Wang Xiaoqiang had held her, which disgusted her.
"Hey, can you still fight?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked as he saw Zhao Wushuang walking away.
"I forfeit!" Zhao Wushuang decisively declared.
"What, forfeiting?!" Everyone who heard this was stunned for a mont. Zhao Wushuang actually forfeited, but on second thought, everyone felt a sense of relief. After her battle with Qi Jingtian, she had sustained considerable injuries. How could she have the strength to fight Wang Xiaoqiang now?
Seeing that Zhao Wushuang had forfeited, a wry smile inadvertently appeared on Wang Xiaoqiang's face. Ye Qingcheng patted Wang Xiaoqiang, "Hey, don't say it, you really got lucky. You advanced to the runner-up without even fighting. Do you think you can win the championship?"
"No problem!" Wang Xiaoqiang replied.
"Stop bragging. You think you can defeat Qi Jingtian? Don't assu Qi Jingtian is just at the Mid Golden Core Stage. His strength is formidable in every aspect: his basic cultivation technique is solid, his spell techniques are flexible and varied, he wields the Life-Snatching Gun which is fierce and unmatched, and his mindset is calm and balanced..." Ye Qingcheng explained.
"Anything else?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked after Ye Qingcheng finished listing.
"No more. Are you sure you can defeat him?" she asked.
"Sure, want to bet on it?" Wang Xiaoqiang proposed.
"Bet on what?" Ye Qingcheng inquired.
'Bet a kiss...'
"If I defeat Qi Jingtian and win the championship, I'll kiss you," Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"And if you lose?" she asked.
"If I lose, then you kiss ."
"Go to hell, you never change..." Ye Qingcheng glared at Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Then how do you want to bet?" he asked.
"If you lose, give a Fire Spirit Pill that your master gave you. That's fair, isn't it?"
"Fine, if I lose, I'll give you two."
The grand internal sect competition of the year had reached its final match, the battle for the championship and runner-up. Though night had fallen and darkness was setting in, the contest proceeded as usual. Around the edge of the arena, four large jade stones were placed. The Four Deputy Sect Masters each channeled Spiritual Power into these four stones, which imdiately emitted light, outshining even 200-watt floodlights, making the arena dazzle like a radiant stage. Below, all the sect's disciples surrounded the arena. The Five Sect Masters and the Six Grand Elders also focused their attention on the stage, not wanting to miss any detail of this match. Everyone knew these were the two best disciples among the young generation: one recognized as a genius with solid strength, and the other as the dark horse of this edition, the most anticipated.
On the dazzling arena, Wang Xiaoqiang and Qi Jingtian stood facing each other.
"Senior Brother Qi, please make your move!" Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Ha, Junior Brother Wang, you go first!" Qi Jingtian chuckled, showing his calm deanor.
"Then, Senior Brother Qi, be careful!" Wang Xiaoqiang, knowing his opponent was formidable, imdiately summoned the Holy Fla Sword. The sword, suspended in the air in front of him, emitted flas so real that they made Wang Xiaoqiang's face turn as red as fire.
Qi Jingtian took no chances either, extending his hand to summon the Life-Snatching Gun.
Wang Xiaoqiang urged the Fire Elent Spiritual Energy, causing the Holy Fla Sword to shine brightly and then, with a swoosh, it thrust forward towards Qi Jingtian.
Qi Jingtian promptly lifted his spear, shaking it to produce a huge spear flower, resembling a rock grinder, showing five gears made of True Qi, whirring into motion.
The next mont,
The Holy Fla Sword thrust into the spear flower's gears, clack clack clack...
A series of collision noises erupted, sounding as if two pieces of tal were harshly grinding against each other, about to burst eardrums and shatter nerves. Half of the disciples below couldn't stand it and covered their ears.
Boom!
Finally, the flas from the Holy Fla Sword violently clashed with the gears of the spear flower. A thunderous blast was emitted and they exploded together. The Holy Fla Sword and the Life-Snatching Gun collided, sending out a sonorous clang before both being knocked backward by the impact.
In the mont the two magic treasures collided, both Qi Jingtian and Wang Xiaoqiang jerked back involuntarily, each taking a step back to stabilize themselves, and then summoned their magic treasures back to hand.
This round ended in a draw.
The crowd below was abuzz with discussion.
After catching their breath, the two above started the second round of their duel.
This ti, Qi Jingtian took the offensive. Holding the Life-Snatching Gun, he drew circles in the air in front of him while softly chanting an incantation. Imdiately, the spear tip hissed sharply, emitting a sound of tearing air. A Taiji diagram ford with each movent of the spear tip, featuring a sharp and radiant Yin-Yang Taiji Wheel. As if alive, the yin and yang koi on it moved vividly. Once ford, the diagram spun incessantly, its wheel-edge like a cutting machine, fearso to behold.
"Yin-Yang Taiji Wheel, attack!" Qi Jingtian shouted, lifting his spearhead as he thrust the Taiji diagram, driven by his Spiritual Power, towards Wang Xiaoqiang.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang, knowing Qi Jingtian was as strong as Ye Qingcheng had described, with solid basic techniques and endless spell techniques, did not dare to take it lightly. He imdiately absorbed fifty out of the two hundred Spiritual Springs inside him, abruptly increasing his Spiritual Power. With a thought, he summoned all the Five Elents Attribute True Qi. Clapping his hands together, he ford a gigantic multicolored maul. As the Yin-Yang Taiji charged towards him, Wang Xiaoqiang swung the massive Five Elents True Qi-ford maul down onto the Yin-Yang Taiji Wheel, smashing onto it. (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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