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A single sword severed the soul, a simple sword strike, yet the peak-level Bone Wolf had no power to resist. Such formidable strength not only shocked the members of Aohumen and Crimson Thunder Hall, but even those within Xuan Lei Sect felt a tremor in their hearts. This level of power seemed to have surpassed that of an ordinary Thunderer.
"Master..." After Tong Yuan from Aohumen was rescued, an elder couldn't help but speak to Ao Cheng. This Competition was crucial, involving ten Dragon-Tiger Pills and five exceptionally precious spots, so he couldn't help but worry.
"It's fine. This is all due to Tong Yuan's carelessness. I had warned him that the Death Seal was not Yan Ji's true skill; the Death Sword Technique is his real expertise. Coupled with his Seven Star Great Perfection cultivation, he is nearly invincible under the Thunder Master... But this is also good. If he can awaken from this failure, with his exceptional Qualification, our Aohumen will gain another top expert in the future." Ao Cheng seemed unconcerned about Tong Yuan's defeat and instead looked forward to his future.
"Setting aside what will happen to Tong Yuan, we have already lost one of the three matches in this Competition. We only have two left. If we lose another match, not only will we miss out on those five spots, but we will also have to give Xuan Lei Sect ten Dragon-Tiger Pills..." Seeing that Ao Cheng did not grasp his meaning, the elder helplessly continued.
"Elder Fang, haven't you heard the story of Tian Ji's Horse Racing? In the remaining two matches, we have no possibility of losing..." Looking at the calm and composed Fang Yuan, Ao Cheng's gaze turned slightly cold, and a hint of a scheming smile appeared on his lips as he spoke lightly.
It seemed to validate Ao Cheng's words when in the second match, Xuan Lei Sect lost!
In the second match of the Competition, the participants were Kuangba, a disciple of Crimson Thunder Hall Zheng Kuanglei, and on the side of Xuan Lei Sect, it was one of the three major figures among the inner disciples, Zhou Hanbin.
Both Kuangba and Zhou Hanbin had reached the realm of Seven Star Thunder Practitioner, making them evenly matched. One was a direct disciple of the hall master of Crimson Thunder Hall, while the other was a core disciple from the inner sect of Xuan Lei Sect, belonging to the Zhou family. Their martial arts levels were not significantly different.
Overall, their strengths should be comparable, but unfortunately for Zhou Hanbin, luck was not on his side, allowing Kuangba to narrowly secure victory. Although it was just by a small margin, it undoubtedly determined the outcome of the match; thus, Xuan Lei Sect lost in the second round, resulting in one win and one loss for both sides, returning to a tied state.
"Father, I'm up."
Among the crowd of Aohumen, a young man who had initially stood with Tong Yuan approached Ao Cheng, respectfully speaking in a low voice.
This young man was none other than the young master of Aohumen, Ao Cheng's only son, Aoye.
"Mm," he nodded lightly but offered no further advice because he felt it unnecessary.
With a confident smile on his lips, Aoye slowly walked to the center of the square. Looking at everyone from Xuan Lei Sect, he slightly narrowed his slender eyes and said,
"I've heard that there are three major figures among your inner disciples. Two have already participated; the remaining one should be Sister Zhuang Ruoxuan, known as the Ice Fairy. I wonder if Sister Zhuang could teach me a few moves?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately turned their attention to the veiled woman from the inner sect. Following Aoye's gaze, even those who were slow-witted understood that he was referring to her.
Under the suggestion of Fang Yuan, Zhuang Ruoxuan lightly stepped forward, slowly emerging from the crowd of Xuan Lei Sect, standing opposite Aoye. However, for some reason, her complexion appeared somewhat pale, and she seemed to be in a rather haggard state.
"Actually, I think it would be better for you to admit defeat first, Sister Zhuang..." Aoye said with a slight smile, seemingly noticing that Zhuang Ruoxuan was not quite right.
"I have never been one to admit defeat. You can make your move..." Zhuang Ruoxuan replied coldly, her brows furrowing as she tightly gripped the Ice Longsword in her right hand.
"Hehe, actually I know why you are like this, Sister Zhuang... You are exceptionally talented, and your ability to cultivate ice powers far surpasses that of ordinary people. With the Ice Soul Sword Technique, it would be difficult for an average cultivator of the same level to resist. However, Sister Zhuang has a fatal flaw..."
"This flaw is not unique to you; most women have it, but yours seems to be more severe... You seem particularly sensitive to creatures like snakes and mice. Just now, you were startled by the Crimson Blood Flying Python; now you probably can't exert even eighty percent of your strength. Do you really think you can defeat me with such diminished power... Haha..."
With that, Aoye burst into laughter, and not just him; Ao Cheng and several others joined in as well.
All of this had been meticulously planned by Ao Cheng for a long time. Not only was the appearance of the Crimson Blood Flying Python arranged, but even the order of the competition and the opponents had been carefully selected. Now, among Xuan Lei Sect, Zhuang Ruoxuan was the only one who could stand up to them. Regardless of whether she was Aoye's opponent or not, in her current state, Zhuang Ruoxuan could hardly bring out her true strength.
Seeing the scene unfold before them, everyone from Xuan Lei Sect felt a heavy weight in their hearts. Even Fang Yuan showed a hint of helplessness; he did not expect that they would ultimately fall into the opponent's trap.
"They are clearly being shameless; this doesn't count at all..."
"Aoye, are you still a man? If you're a man, fight fairly..."
"This is too shameless..."
The members of Xuan Lei Sect immediately began to curse loudly. However, Aoye seemed not to hear them at all and continued to smile at Zhuang Ruoxuan as if waiting for her to admit defeat.
"This person is truly despicable!" Shen Yan couldn't help but curse from the side. Although he found Zhuang Ruoxuan's arrogance somewhat displeasing, they were all part of Xuan Lei Sect, and Aohumen's behavior was simply intolerable.
"You..." Anger flashed across Zhuang Ruoxuan's beautiful face as she prepared to charge forward with her sword. When had she ever been subjected to such humiliation? But upon seeing the Crimson Blood Flying Python lying on the ground before her, her legs involuntarily felt weak, and she couldn't muster any strength.
This display only made Aohumen and the members of Crimson Thunder Hall even more delighted. Especially those elders who had been worried at first; upon witnessing this scene, they all broke into smiles and repeatedly exclaimed "The Sect Master is brilliant" and "Young Master is mighty," as if victory was already in their grasp.
“Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap……”
A sound of footsteps echoed, the clear sound seemed to resonate in everyone's hearts, and the entire square fell silent. Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, a figure in blue suddenly stepped out from among the Xuan Lei Sect members and quickly walked to the side of Zhuang Ruoxuan. Looking at Aoye, who was staring at him in confusion, he slowly said,
“I’m here to fight in her place!”
Sun Zhe!
This person was none other than Sun Zhe, an Outer Sect disciple of Xuan Lei Sect. Initially, Sun Zhe had no intention of stepping forward, but now he had no choice. Zhuang Ruoxuan was unable to unleash her full strength and was no match for Aoye. If they lost this Competition, it would mean that Xuan Lei Sect would lose those ten precious spots, and most importantly, he would lose his own spot as well. He could not afford to lose that spot!
“An Outer Sect Disciple dares to compete with the Young Master? Is there really no one left in Xuan Lei Sect…” Aoye was not unfamiliar with the division between the inner and outer disciples of Xuan Lei Sect. He knew that the real elites were almost all concentrated in the Inner Sect, while the Outer Sect consisted mostly of ordinary disciples. Unfortunately, he did not know that this year's situation was somewhat unexpected.
“Is there a restriction on whether it has to be an inner disciple for the Competition? All I know is that I am a disciple of Xuan Lei Sect…” Sun Zhe smiled calmly, ignoring the disdain in Aoye’s eyes.
“That’s fine. As long as you are a disciple of Xuan Lei Sect, you are qualified to compete. Sun Zhe, this match will be entrusted to you. Regardless of the outcome, our sect guarantees that no one will blame you. Just go all out. Ruoxuan, you can step back; leave it to your Senior Brother Sun…” Upon seeing Sun Zhe take the stage, Fang Yuan’s eyes lit up instantly, and he spoke without hesitation.
Looking at this somewhat unfamiliar Senior Brother Sun, a complex expression flashed in Zhuang Ruoxuan’s eyes. Without saying a word, she gently turned and walked towards the Xuan Lei Sect, but she would remember today's grudge!
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