Capítulo 702: Chapter 635: The Elite Eight
Accompanied by the end of the battle, Zhang Yu carrying Ying Mingchi was enveloped in layers of divine light, leading him back to the waiting area.
“Finally won.”
Zhang Yu glanced at the half-remaining Ying Mingchi, secretly sighing at the opponent’s powerful physique, truly the strongest opponent he had encountered.
“Compared to humans, the upper limit of this demon descendant’s physique is indeed stronger, almost allowing him to escape.”
“But… why is this guy becoming more fragrant.”
Slling the aroma of roasted dragon at from the opponent’s body, Zhang Yu felt his stomach starting to stir, his mouth watering more intensely.
Zhang Yu wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and in the next mont, landed in the waiting area along with Ying Mingchi.
Seeing Zhang Yu return from battle, Jiutian Liu’s gaze beca very complex.
He did not expect that Zhang Yu, originally agreed to help collect information on Ying Mingchi, could actually defeat him, and defeat him head-on in a hard-fought encounter.
At this mont, Jiutian Liu saw in Zhang Yu the thing called ambition.
This junior who grew out of the Civil Engineering Departnt, once overlooked by him, once dim in Wanfa University, never seen as a rival, unknowingly had grown to a level close to his.
“My junior, who has just reached the fifth year…”
Jiutian Liu thought silently: “To what extent has his ambition reached?”
While Jiutian Liu was watching Zhang Yu, Kuang Tianqing also looked at Zhang Yu with interest, thinking: “Progressing again?”
“Although in this Top Ten League, almost every student’s battle in each round is progressing.”
“But such a degree of progress like Zhang Yu’s is almost nonexistent.”
“No wonder Tao Qiankun values this kid.”
“And that hardness…”
Kuang Tianqing rembered the scenes of Zhang Yu receiving her frenzied attacks in the first team match.
It can be said that the strength of Zhang Yu after stabilization left a deep impression on her.
“Such a hard guy, even harder than I estimated during the team match.”
“Haha, if there’s a chance to battle again, should I compete in hardness with him? Or use softness to overco toughness?”
Kuang Tianqing licked her lips, thinking that Zhang Yu in front of her was increasingly worth defeating.
Boom!
After returning, Zhang Yu casually threw the half body of Ying Mingchi onto the ground.
And on Ying Mingchi’s body, various injuries turned into wave after wave of tides, continually sweeping over his body.
But compared to the physical pain, the anger and humiliation in his heart made him suffer even more.
“I actually lost completely in a close-range lee to this scumbag, this demon descendant discriminator…”
“Utter disgrace… truly utter disgrace.”
Ying Mingchi at this mont dared not to open his eye socket, fearing to see the ocean of ridicule, criticism, and mockery from the Spirit Realm.
Especially, Ying Mingchi could imagine that a considerable portion of this would co from the demon descendants.
And besides the damage to his reputation, this defeat severely hit Ying Mingchi’s long-held values.
“The Immortal Path regards the human form as beautiful because it is the most standardized form, considered the basic form when the Ten Great Sects designed the Immortal Path frawork, most suitable for practicing various cultivation techniques, using various magic remains, magic treasures.”
“Although demon clan bloodlines have a strong physique and various unique abilities, their potential and adaptability in the Immortal Path is thus inferior to the human form.”
“But now… I even lost in physique to him… lost to a human?”
“Then even if I found the Immortal Sect Technique to convert the human bloodline to demon descendant blood… what’s the use?”
He kept thinking, but could never get an answer.
Just as waves of thoughts in his mind were collapsing, about to completely break down this true dragon, Ying Mingchi suddenly perceived a familiar feeling from Zhang Yu’s gaze at him.
That was the gaze of a demon descendant looking at another demon descendant.
Images of Zhang Yu creating dragon beasts on the field appeared in Ying Mingchi’s mind.
And the scenes of confronting him head-on in the sea of flas.
Ultimately all these images converged into lines of the theory of the common origin of humans and demons.
“Humans are also demons.”
“Perhaps Zhang Yu also awakened the demon clan bloodline in humans due to atavism, hence defeating .”
Ying Mingchi thought: “I did not lose to a human, I rely lost to another demon descendant.”
Zhang Yu, muddled by the fragrance emanating from Ying Mingchi, quickly opened his eye socket, looking at the other matches.
Apart from him and Jiutian Liu, Yan Xiang from Nether University and Zang Shen Prison from Vajra University had long finished their battles.
Yan Xiang defeated the first place of Wanfa University’s Talisman Departnt, Xu Hai Xuan, and Zang Shen Prison defeated the first place of White Bone University, Earth Lotus Tomb.
Besides these, there are still three matches ongoing at this mont.
Zhang Yu’s gaze shifted, and in his mind’s eye appeared the scene of Heavenly Saint Worker and Yan Qianji facing off.
Both are strong contenders from the Artifact Refining Departnt, but their fighting styles are completely different.
Heavenly Saint Worker wields a military-grade puppet over a hundred ters tall, while Yan Qianji commands an army of military-grade puppets spread across the land.
Particularly, the puppet army of Yan Qianji gave Zhang Yu a sense of familiarity just by its appearance, as if he were seeing Tao Qiankun, Kuang Tianqing, or even himself.
And the giant military-grade puppet of Heavenly Saint Worker looked even more familiar to Zhang Yu.
Various applications of Earth Evil Gravity, water vapor condensation, thunder sweeping, demon-like structures, spiritual chanism pollution… Zhang Yu felt as if he were seeing the talents of students from all the schools in the Ten Great Sects being stitched together.
“Damn it, isn’t this Extre Tiger combat technique? Isn’t this plagiarism? Isn’t this infringent?”
Zhang Yu imdiately reported the situation to the school team advisor, An Zhen True Monarch.
The bad news is that Heavenly Saint Worker’s techniques can at most be considered a reference, not plagiarism, because with the technical support of Immortal Soldier University and Jihu Group, they cleverly bypassed all the technical copyrights, skirting the edges of infringent.
The good news is that such an approach makes the various techniques showcased by Heavenly Saint Worker far inferior to the original versions.
The even worse news indicates that the current state of Heavenly Saint Worker is far from its peak.
An Zhen True Monarch: Once it cos to a critical mont, if he chooses to engage in infringent battles, his strength might level up several stages.
An Zhen True Monarch: If Immortal Soldier University, or Jihu Group, is willing to sponsor him in battle,
An Zhen True Monarch: then he might even have the power to face Kuang Tianqing.
Zhang Yu, upon hearing this, felt a weight settle in his heart.
He understood that the various orders of Kunxu are all founded upon its economic system. For instance, the issue of infringent is never about fearing the law, but rather the fear of bankruptcy that prevents infringent.
If the profits gained from infringent far exceed the losses caused by it, then the Kunxu people would undoubtedly infringe greatly.
Just like this mont, the Ten Great League concerns the ownership of Immortal Sect Techniques, and every student might have the support of their school behind them.
Given the scale of the Ten Great Sects, the infringent loss caused by individual Foundation Establishnt Stage battles is trivial compared to the profits brought by Immortal Sect Techniques…
With Yan Qianji’s puppet army being wiped out one by one, Heavenly Saint Worker quickly secured victory in the battle.
In Zhang Yu’s mind’s eye appeared the battle between Wen Wuya and Mu Qiansi.
However, as he looked at this battle, the outco had already been decided, with Wen Wuya triumphing over Mu Qiansi.
Zhang Yu couldn’t help but step back and quickly browse through the battle process.
Initially, Zhang Yu thought the key to this battle would be distance.
But unexpectedly, Wen Wuya never intended to circle around Mu Qiansi; instead, he confronted Mu Qiansi head-on and demonstrated strong resistance against Hehuan Technique.
What Zhang Yu did not know was that before the battle began, Wen Wuya had already undergone a transformation surgery to beco genderless.
Moreover, he had Bai Zhenzhen employ the Seven Emotions Sword Skill to temporarily erase his emotions, comncing the battle with absolute logic and calmness.
Even Wen Wuya’s eyes were deliberately adjusted so one couldn’t discern their gender or distinguish beauty from ugliness.
Facing the significantly resistant, fleshly dual-cultivator Wen Wuya, Mu Qiansi attempted to use the Spirit Realm to perform a dual-cultivation strike, planting Emotion Silk into Wen Wuya’s consciousness.
And this was Wen Wuya’s objective, dragging Mu Qiansi from a dual-cultivation battlefield into his most adept battlefield—communication warfare.
After scanning through this battle, Zhang Yu turned to the battle he was most concerned and anticipated.
In the scene, Jian Yuofan and Bai Zhenzhen’s confrontation suddenly ca into view.
At this mont, Jian Yuofan transford into a massive black eagle, swiftly maneuvering through the atmosphere like a lightning bolt, roaming the battlefield.
anwhile, Bai Zhenzhen stood firmly in place, with her face cold as water, and the murderous intent on her face growing increasingly intense.
Jian Yuofan felt a chill as he sensed Bai Zhenzhen looked at him as if he were a sworn enemy.
“No way…” Jian Yuofan thought to himself: “I don’t owe her money, right? Could it be that this woman…also heavily discriminates against demon descendants?”
Thinking about Bai Zhenzhen’s seemingly good relationship with Zhang Yu, Jian Yuofan’s heart increasingly confird this point.
In Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes, the video of Kuang Tianqing and Zhang Yu played repeatedly, except Kuang Tianqing’s avatar was replaced with Jian Yuofan.
Bai Zhenzhen knew it was all fake, but her emotions weren’t unaffected by the illusions, with the Sword Qi surging from crimson to deep red, gradually turning dark red and increasingly profound.
The victorious Wen Wuya returned to the waiting area and, seeing this scene, thought to himself: “Extre Emotion Sword Dao is already a heretical Dao; I heard Zhenzhen now practices with illusions, making it even more sinister.”
Wen Wuya recalled so records of cultivators practicing Extre Emotion Sword Dao, many of whom drove the Dao through crafted illusions, dreams, fake photos, and fake videos.
Yet, with such attempts over ti, many cultivators eventually couldn’t distinguish between reality and illusion, leading to madness from being unable to differentiate between fake and real videos.
At this mont, black Sword Qi pierced through Jian Yuofan’s body, and Bai Zhenzhen secured a victory in this battle too.
Thus, only the last eight competitors remained in the Ten Great League.
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