Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 45: Victory or Defeat
The emerald green peach blossoms were cut down, and the surrounding air was all squeezed apart, forming a spreading air wave.
The long sword pierced through the space and stabbed towards Luo Ji violently.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Luo Ji extended his left palm forward, surging power gathered in his hand, and a wild aura emanated from it.
clang!
When Luo Ji's palm touched Lu Qingshan's peach blossom, which was of top-grade heavenly quality, there was a crisp and piercing sound of metal that exploded in the air.
A body of flesh and blood is actually no different from gold and iron.
The statement "The most powerful weapon for physical cultivators is always their physical body" is by no means empty talk.
Bang!
Terrifying power erupted the moment palm and sword touched.
Then, Luo Ji immediately performed a Sichuan Opera face-changing performance.
The smile on his face suddenly changed to one of disbelief, and finally to a hint of fear.
——The power contained in Lu Qingshan’s sword exceeded the information given by his father and exceeded his imagination by much more.
squeak!
Sparks flickered above his scaly left palm.
The powerful force from the sword caused his body to fall back.
Lu Qingshan took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, following closely behind Luo Ji who was sliding backwards, and continued to get closer.
Anyone at this moment could see that in this confrontation between the Secret Sword of Heaven and the Dharmakāya, Lu Qingshan had the absolute upper hand.
"How is this possible?" Luo Tanghou's heart was pounding in the spectator seats. He had managed to keep calm before, but now he could not do it anymore. He stood up excitedly and stared at Lu Qingshan and Luo Ji whose figures were intertwined on the ring.
What I saw was simply unbelievable.
The power displayed by Lu Qingshan's sword was too strong.
Weirdly powerful.
Far beyond the intelligence he had investigated.
According to intelligence, Lu Qingshan's Secret Sword of Heaven should remain at the level of five times its power.
And considering the strength of Xi'er's left palm, which has been transformed into a different form, he can definitely resist it easily.
That was why, when he saw Luo Ji and Lu Qingshan's palms and swords coming into contact, he felt that the outcome had been decided.
"Lu Qingshan's Heaven-Suppressing Secret Sword is at an extremely high level," said a Daxia cultivator beside him. "It is more than ten times more powerful. His attack power is already comparable to that of a Void-Refining cultivator. After this increase, even Luo Ji shouldn't have chosen to confront him head-on. Luo Ji was being impulsive."
Who doesn't know how to say hindsight?
Hearing this, Marquis Luo Tang felt sarcastic and a little depressed.
The question is, who can tell him how Lu Qingshan was able to improve the power of the Zhentian Secret Sword five times to such a high level in just three months?
Could it be that he had hidden something before?
Marquis Luo Tang felt a chill in his heart when he thought of Lu Qingshan's murderous sword intent that had suddenly been elevated to perfection.
This person is so patient that he actually hides so many things!
Sword Sect disciple, why are you so forbearing? You are a sword cultivator!
Those monks who were watching the battle and who previously thought that Lu Qingshan's methods had always been the same, looked at each other in bewilderment.
The moves are still the same...but their power has been increased several times.
The old three?
Elementary school mathematics and advanced mathematics are both mathematics, but can you say they are the same thing?
On the court.
With a cold look in his eyes, Lu Qingshan pushed Luo Ji backwards rapidly. The fluctuations on his sword made people feel depressed.
The raging sword energy was flying everywhere like a knife.
Boo boo boo!
There was a sound of clothes being torn.
Luo Ji's body could still barely withstand the sword energy, but his clothes were not so magical.
His coat was torn into pieces, with debris flying everywhere, and soon his upper body was naked, with streaks of leopard prints visible on it.
It's an eyesore.
"Not good!" someone exclaimed.
At the moment when Luo Ji's clothes burst, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and extended his right palm towards Lu Qingshan.
His right palm was glowing, and although no scales appeared, it was still extremely powerful.
He grabbed Lu Qingshan's arm with his right hand, ready to fight him in close combat.
Is it going to be a comeback?
Someone thought.
puff!
At this moment, two lightning rainbows hit Luo Ji's right hand with a puff sound.
Suddenly, blood gushed out. Luo Ji was in great pain. Under the attacks of Wangchuan and Longque, his arm was broken and thrown away.
This injury affected the bone.
"You have two arms, but don't forget that I have three swords." Lu Qingshan said softly.
At this time, the light on Luo Ji's leopard-transformed left palm had dimmed.
Click.
There was a cracking sound.
What was shattered was naturally not the peach blossoms, but the silver scales on Luo Ji's left palm.
After this crisp sound, the silver scales quickly cracked.
"Once the scales are broken, Luo Ji's magic will also be broken," Ling Yue said excitedly, "The winner will be decided."
Although she had already seen the fortunes of the two people on the field during this period of time, she was certain in her heart that Lu Qingshan would definitely win this battle.
But seeing the fierce and thrilling battle between Lu Qingshan and Luo Ji, he was still a little nervous. It was not until the outcome was decided that he finally let go of his worries.
Lin Yao, who was beside her, didn't say anything, but at this moment, she unconsciously loosened her clenched fists.
boom!
The Zhentian Secret Sword in Lu Qingshan's hand finally shattered the power on Luo Ji's left palm.
The scales broke apart, turning into dozens or hundreds of pieces, flying everywhere like willow leaf flying knives, flashing cold light.
However, at the center of the scales' launch, a figure flew backwards, and kept colliding with the golden light shield of the small area of the arena before falling down helplessly.
"It's over. In this battle, Lu Qingshan, who is in the late Nascent Soul stage, has won!" Even though the cultivators watching the battle on the scene were all cultivators with extraordinary cultivation or status, they all caused a slight commotion at this time, and it was very noisy for a while.
It can be seen that Luo Ji struggled to stand up, his left palm was covered in blood, and his energy was severely depleted.
"I'm not willing to accept this." Luo Ji felt sad and resentful.
Why do you hate Lu Qingshan so much?
It is clearly just a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Why can these talented monks do whatever they want, while monks like them with average talents can only struggle and fight.
Luo Ji thought that the most talented cultivators of his generation were now great cultivators in the sixth realm, standing high above everyone else.
But now, he was fighting against a fourth-level cultivator and was beaten into such a miserable state.
I can't help but feel sad.
Little did he know that compared to most people, he was also considered a talented monk and had an enviable background.
What Luo Ji hated more was his own choice, and his heart was filled with pain.
The main reason for his loss was that he made a wrong judgment.
Faced with Lu Qingshan's secret sword that could suppress the heavens, he did not choose to avoid the attack, but chose the most reckless head-on confrontation, and therefore suffered the consequences.
Even though he was not as good at attacking as the sword cultivator, he was still a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator who was a whole realm higher than Lu Qingshan. Moreover, he used his strongest trump card: Dharma Phase Alternation, to confront Lu Qingshan. Who could have thought that he would end up like this.
But can he be blamed for this?
Luo Ji felt bitter. According to his father's information, the power of Lu Qingshan after using the Zhentian Secret Sword was just at the late stage of the Refining Void Realm.
As a physical cultivator at the same level, how could he not be able to withstand an attack from the late stage of the Refining Void Realm?
My father hurt me!
"You lose." Lu Qingshan said as he looked at Luo Ji, who was covered in blood.
When Luo Ji heard this, he felt extremely humiliated.
No matter what, he will fight.
Luo Ji was filled with anger and unwillingness. He let out a loud shout and his whole body was once again glowing with silver light.
"I, Luo Ji, refuse to accept!"
His left hand was still bleeding, so this time, he could only attack with his right hand and kill Lu Qingshan with difficulty.
"Let's end it." Lu Qingshan said softly as he looked at Luo Ji, who was already at the end of his strength but was still rushing towards him.
His meridians were already feeling a little hot at this moment.
The Zhentian Secret Sword had fifteen times the power, and Luo Ji felt very uncomfortable afterwards. Lu Qingshan himself did not feel particularly comfortable either.
Although he only swung out a sword, the violently surging spiritual power began to boil in his meridians.
If he hadn't recast his flawless Taoist foundation, which made his meridians much tougher, he might have suffered some internal injuries.
One sword is enough. If he were to strike out the second Zhentian Sword, given his current condition, he would probably injure one thousand enemies and lose two hundred of his own.
His two hundred in exchange for Luo Ji's one thousand.
It's not cost-effective.
Lu Qingshan's heart moved and he swung out with his sword.
When the sword was raised, it was as if thunder exploded.
A bolt from the blue.
Its power was much inferior to Zhentian's, but it was more than enough to deal with Luo Ji, who was in a weak state and was relying on one breath to support himself.
Huge pressure emerged.
With a snap, Luo Ji couldn't bear the pressure anymore, and he flew backwards again like a kite with a broken string.
But this time, he didn't have the strength to get up.
The physical cultivator in the late stage of Lianxu was defeated by Lu Qingshan's sword.
And he lost in a real fight of ultimate moves.
Everyone fell into a brief silence, as still as wood, their hearts filled with shock.
What does it mean to be both unique inside and outside?
You can't have such a title just because you practice both inner and outer swords.
Only someone like Lu Qingshan, who has a flying sword realm close to the sword that produces thunder and fire, has close combat skills with external swords, and can suppress the "king of close combat" physical cultivator, can be worthy of the word "absolute".
Soon, voices of people flooded in like a tide.
“This Lu Qingshan is too fierce. He is as fierce as his master when he was young…” Surprised eyes could not help but focus on Lu Qingshan who was standing in the air in the small area of the arena.
"He has extraordinary talent, is backed by the Sword Sect, and his master is the legend of the previous generation, 'Xia Daoyun'. This Lu Qingshan may have a chance to touch the unattainable realm of the Sword Immortal." Someone murmured.
They seemed to have foreseen Lu Qingshan's rise. Of course, this was still too far away for Lu Qingshan now, and they were just sighing for the moment.
After all, the realm of Sword Immortal is still a long way off even for Xia Daoyun, who is already an eighth-level cultivator.
Otherwise, in the 20,000 years of Chang'an, among the countless sword cultivators, there would not be only three sword immortals born.
They were very curious about how many sword immortals would appear in the Tianyuan year and who would be the number one sword immortal in Tianyuan.
The news of Lu Qingshan's victory quickly spread to all directions through the hands of the monks who were watching the battle.
Not all Bagua cultivators who are paying attention to this battle can come to the Tianzui Martial Hall and watch the battle in person.
Now that the winner has been decided, they soon received the news of the victory.
"The Void Body Cultivator Luo Ji lost to the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in close combat?" Some powerful forces were shocked.
"This generation of the Sword Sect is incredible. Ji Chuan and Lu Qingshan are two great geniuses in the same family." Some powerful people were bitter and jealous.
Even the strongest force will occasionally experience a period of transition.
Just like the Tianji Temple, as a dignified Taoist sect, the death of the previous master was too sudden. Their successor has not yet fully grown up and is unable to take on the important task of being the Taoist sect leader, so they have no choice but to force him to take on the responsibility.
If it weren't for the close relationship between Tianji Temple and Daxia, and if it weren't for the support of Daxia, Tianji Temple would actually go on a long road of decline until the current master of Tianji Temple possessed the strength to take on the responsibility.
But what is the current situation of the Sword Sect?
At the top level is the Qingyun Sword Immortal, who travels across seven regions and controls an entire clan.
Among the middle-level cultivators, there is Xia Daoyun, the strongest in the seventh realm, and Taibai Sword Master, who is ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking and looks down on the world.
Among the low-level cultivators, there is Chuan Ao Shi, who is ranked first in the Yellow List, and now there is Lu Qingshan.
You know, the Sword Sect is just a sect with three thousand people.
How come there are so many talented people?
So sour!
…
In the small area of the arena.
The figure of the Lord of Tianzui Palace flashed and appeared above the small domain.
"The outcome of this battle has been decided, Sword Sect's Lu Qingshan wins!"
The Lord of the Heavenly Sin Palace floated high in the air and announced with a cold look.
However, there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Lu Qingshan.
It’s not that they have any bad intentions towards Lu Qingshan, but there is always competition between the seven major Taoist sects.
Seeing that the disciples of the Sword Sect were so powerful and outstanding, he, as a member of the Martial Arts Hall, couldn't help but have some strange thoughts in his mind.
In the small area shrouded in golden light, Lu Qingshan stood quietly, circulating his nearly exhausted spiritual energy and regulating his breathing silently.
Now, with such powerful Zhentian Secret Sword and the ability to foresee the true meaning of cause and effect, they are simply two giants that devour spiritual power.
Even if he practiced the four Taoist methods, he could hardly afford such consumption.
Of course, he has many easier methods that can help him take down Luo Ji.
For example, the pupil technique of Xiezhi, or the soul that has reached the realm of control and has the ability to attack.
However, Lu Qingshan knew in his heart that in the next period of time, due to the elusiveness of his artistic conception, his cultivation would most likely stagnate at the Nascent Soul stage for a period of time.
In this situation, it is extremely necessary to keep some trump cards in order to deal with those enemies who think they "know both yourself and the enemy" and thus attack, especially the monks from the underworld.
Therefore, in this duel, he only used those methods that he had on the surface, and did not use any other methods.
That's why I pushed myself to the point of near exhaustion.
Fortunately, his recovery ability was amazing, and soon, the spiritual energy in his meridians began to flow like a river, endlessly, and his momentum rose again.
…
In the spectator seats, Marquis Luo Tang said nothing and had a gloomy expression.
"Marquis Luotang, where is the 100 spirit crystals you promised my disciple as a fee when you invited me to a fight?" A clear and cold voice suddenly came.
I only see the sound, but not the person.
It’s Xia Daoyun’s voice!
Luo Tanghou's expression changed.
The many monks in the spectator seats began to get excited when they heard this.
Everyone had different expressions and was talking about it.
Because even for people of their status, Xia Daoyun, the Fairy of Luo River, is just a legend, a powerful cultivator who is out of reach.
Unexpectedly, this time she would actually be watching the duel between her own disciples and be present at the scene in person.
Although Marquis Luo Tang was on the opposite side of Xia Daoyuan, he did not have the courage to cheat or show disrespect under Xia Daoyuan's pressure.
He snorted coldly, and a ball of light flashed and flew out, finally hovering in front of Lu Qingshan.
In the spiritual light, there are hundreds of crystal clear spiritual crystals.
"Thank you, Lord Luotang, for your hospitality!" Lu Qingshan laughed loudly and put all the spirit crystals into the storage ring.
This behavior, which was called gratitude but was actually a mockery, made Marquis Luo Tang's face even more gloomy.
"My Sword Sect will send someone to hand over to you the apology and compensation of 90% of the Luo family's assets that you promised earlier." Xia Daoyun's voice was heard again.
Xia Daoyun's words once again caused a commotion among the monks watching the game.
A hundred spirit crystals might not be particularly precious to them, but 90% of Marquis Luo Tang's assets made them jealous.
Luo Tanghou's face turned as black as charcoal.
The loss is too great this time!
Lu Qingshan won; Xia Daoyun even came in person to confirm the matter directly, leaving him no chance to quibble and change his mind afterwards.
Both of these points were beyond his expectations.
What does my small fortune as a seventh-level cultivator mean to you, Xia Daoyun? Is it necessary to be so serious?
"Hmph! I get it." Marquis Luo Tang did not dare to act like a demon in front of Xia Daoyuan. He could only snort coldly to save his dignity. He felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped countless times.
Lu Qingshan was slightly happy.
This battle was indeed profitable.
Just by defeating a physical cultivator in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm, he could obtain 90% of Marquis Luo Tang's property. This was definitely the most cost-effective deal.
…
In the spectator seats, there were a few monks who looked like passers-by. After hearing Xia Daoyun's voice, they looked at each other and understood what the other meant.
Xia Daoyun was on the scene to protect the road, so the original plan was cancelled.
In the tide, there is a poisonous snake secretly its signal!
