Purple Moon Dharma Assembly (3)

"Nephew greets Nineteenth Uncle and all the seniors." Yang Xuangang bowed respectfully.

Standing next to him, Lu Qianqian also bowed, "Disciple greets Master and all seniors."

"Hehe, Qianqian, you've lost to this young friend Xuan Gang this time. What are your thoughts?" the Old Man Taiwu said gently.

"Daoist Friends's strength is indeed extraordinary, and I am completely convinced. However, I will work even harder in my cultivation from now on, and I will definitely defeat him in the next competition." Lu Qianqian glanced at Yang Xuangang beside her and said softly.

The Old Man Taiwu chuckled and said, "Good, you truly are my good disciple. You must always maintain this competitive spirit."

Yang Tianyou looked at Yang Xuangang with an expression of admiration, "Xuangang, these are Spirit Items bestowed upon you by several seniors. Please accept them."

As he spoke, he waved his hand gently, and the Water Spirit Pearl, the Black Gold Armor, and other items flew towards Yang Xuangang.

The latter accepted it respectfully and said loudly, "Thank you for your generous gifts, seniors."

Then, Yang Xuangang glanced at the Water Spirit Pearl in his hand, and thinking of the girl's incredibly pure Water Attribute Spiritual Power, he couldn't help but move his eyes and handed it to Lu Qianqian.

His handsome face wore a sincere smile. "It's our first meeting, and I'm truly impressed by Fairy Lu's strength. I feel a deep sense of kinship with her. This Water Spirit Pearl is a perfect match for you, so I'll give it to you!"

Lu Qianqian looked at the young man before her, her expression momentarily stunned. Then, she reached out her slender hand and took the Water Spirit Pearl. A captivating smile flashed across her delicate face. "Thank you!"

The girl's gentle voice stirred a unique feeling within Yang Xuangang.

For some reason, the more he looked at Lu Qianqian in front of him, the more he felt that this girl was so beautiful.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Tianyou coughed a few times, startling Yang Xuangang, who had been staring at Lu Qianqian, out of his reverie.

He snapped out of his daze and saw that the girl in front of him had flushed cheeks and looked exceptionally cute. At the same time, he also felt an extremely pressured gaze.

It was Old Man Taiwu. At this moment, the old man was staring at Yang Xuangang with a hostile expression, his eyes filled with a faint "killing intent".

It seemed to be saying, "You little brat, you dare to flirt with my precious disciple right in front of me?"

The battle continued, and as time passed, one Qi Refining Realm Cultivator after another stepped onto the stage to fight. Exceptionally talented individuals emerged one after another, with as many as seven or eight being on par with Yang Xuangang and Lu Qianqian in strength, and some even stronger than them.

For example, the latter's older sister, Lu Zhenzhen, is also quite powerful. Although she is a woman, she has mastered the Law Technique Thunder to an extremely high degree. With every move she makes, lightning surges and her attacks are extremely violent, making her a force to be reckoned with.

In addition, there is Zhao Yan, an outstanding disciple of the Divine Fire Peak of the Luochuan Sect. He is an Artifact Cultivator, and with each move, more than a dozen Law Artifacts soar into the sky, a truly magnificent sight.

Meng Yan, a disciple of the Seven Absolutes Sect, is Sword Cultivator and Registered Disciple of the Nine Swords True Person. Qi Refining the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and has already comprehended Sword Intent. His strength is even a notch stronger than Yang Xuangang's, since the latter's realm is only at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement, which is still some distance from the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

In the blink of an eye, the Qi Refining Realm competition has entered its final three days, and the most exciting moment is approaching.

After a month of selection, the Cultivators still standing on the field are all quite powerful.

The magical duels at the Purple Moon Dharma Assembly use a point system, so there is no possibility of getting away with it just because you're lucky, nor will you lose the entire tournament simply because you're unlucky and encounter the strongest group of people.

Yang Xuangang and Lu Qianqian stood together, chatting and laughing softly. Judging from their appearance, they had already formed a certain friendship after spending a few days together.

"Xuan Gang, your next opponent is Meng Yan. Are you confident?" Lu Zhenzhen asked casually.

Unlike her sister Lu Qianqian, who has a somewhat aloof personality, she is quite irritable, forthright, and uninhibited, perhaps due to her cultivation of Thunder Method. She also has a more voluptuous and curvaceous figure, making her very alluring.

"I'll do my best. Meng Yan's strength shouldn't be underestimated, but... I'm a Beast Tamer, you know." Yang Xuangang glanced at the arm draped over his shoulder and smiled faintly.

"Speaking of which, you're probably not a real Beast Tamer, are you? I've never seen your beasts actually fight." Lu Zhenzhen pouted.

"Didn't you see it a couple of days ago?" Yang Xuangang said with a smile.

"That little kitten? It's quite cute, but can it really help you in battle?" Lu Zhenzhen's alluring face was filled with disbelief.

Lu Qianqian asked curiously, "Brother Yang, does this mean Mo Feng will be your Bonded Spirit Beast from now on?"

"That's right, Mo Feng is my War Beast. If you want to achieve complete telepathy, becoming its Bonded Spirit Beast is the best choice." Yang Xuangang looked at Lu Qianqian with a gentle smile.

Soon, it was Yang Xuangang's turn to go on stage.

His opponent was Meng Yan, a tall and strong young man. The originally wide Daoist robe looked much smaller on him. He carried a dark heavy sword, and a heavy aura emanated from the sword.

Feeling the heavy pressure from his opponent, Yang Xuangang narrowed his eyes slightly. Then, he lightly patted the Spirit Beast Bag with his right hand. Accompanied by a deep tiger roar, a black-furred Moyuān Tiger with golden pupils and a shoulder height of nearly ten feet appeared beside him.

"Is this the kitten?"

Lu Zhenzhen extended her slender index finger, pointing at Moyuān Tiger on the arena, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.

"It seems, yes, if magnified dozens of times, the two look exactly the same." Lu Qianqian's thin lips parted slightly, her delicate face showing a complex expression.

He hadn't let Moyuān Tiger participate in their previous battle, yet he still lost...

Leaving aside the two sisters' surprise, on the arena, watching his opponent summon Spirit Beast, Meng Yan frowned slightly.

According to the rules of the Purple Moon Dharma Assembly, only Beast Tamers can use Spirit Beasts to assist in battle, but if he remembered correctly, this young man had been using his own strength all along.

"You've been hiding your true colors very well!" Meng Yan said, his expression serious.

Yang Xuangang remained calm and said, "If it weren't for your strength, Brother, I wouldn't have released my Spirit Beast to assist in the battle."

Indeed, as Yang Xuangang said, he came to the Purple Moon Dharma Assembly for training. If he were to release the Moyuān Tiger directly, few would be able to defeat him, which would be rather boring.

At this moment, the referee spoke, waving his hand and loudly announcing, "The duel begins!"

Boom!!

Meng Yan struck first, taking the initiative.

With a gentle toss, the heavy sword in his hand swept across, propelled by powerful Spiritual Power.

Astride the back of the Moyuān Tiger, a Sha Qi appeared in Yang Xuangang's eyes.

Aww!~

The fierce roar of the tiger transformed into rolling sound waves, exploding across the arena.

The heavy sword collided with the sound waves, causing its speed to drop sharply. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Xuangang raised his right hand, and a large bow carved with dragons appeared in his palm.

Then, the breathing of the man and the tiger became completely synchronized, and their auras were as one. The man borrowed the tiger's power, and the tiger helped the man's might. An aura comparable to Qi Refining of a Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator swept out.

Then, Yang Xuangang began to draw his bow and nock an arrow. Every movement was smooth and natural, as if it were a gift from heaven. It was clear at a glance that this action had been ingrained in his very being.

Whoosh!!

The golden arrow soared through the air, emitting the sounds of Dragon Roar roaring and tigers howling. Spirit Mark condensed on the arrow's body, and its extreme sharpness caused Meng Yan to frown.