Vajra Bracelet

What was going on? The onlookers were all dumbfounded. Yue Qianchou floated majestically in the air like a god, with a golden Dharma wheel shining behind him. Some disciples were positioned directly in the direction of the sunlight, and the dazzling light made it impossible for them to open their eyes.

Feng Xiangtian and the elders in the attic looked at each other, none of them having ever seen such a sword technique before. Guan Wei Wu, on the other hand, was so excited that he rubbed his hands together eagerly.

The disciple from the Cultivation Pavilion below changed his expression. His flying sword spun and accelerated, shooting towards Yue Qianchou in the air with a sharp whistle. Yue Qianchou snorted coldly, extended two fingers and pointed with Sword Control Art. Three cold lights immediately split off from the sword umbrella behind him, engaging the incoming flying sword in a fierce battle. A series of clanging sounds rang out as the four flying swords fought each other in the air.

Other disciples who had not yet determined a winner in their matches stopped fighting and turned their attention to the match here, as the commotion here was too great.

Yue Qianchou unleashed three flying swords. One entangled his opponent's sword, constantly clashing head-on. Although his cultivation was inferior, his speed was his advantage; once one was knocked away, another would take its place. The three swords maintained a constant balance, with one constantly engaged in combat with the opponent's sword, while the other two, seizing any opportunity, would fiercely strike the opponent's blade with their sharp Sword-Ray. It was somewhat reminiscent of the Three Heroes battling Lü Bu. In short, the three swords were desperately trapping the sword, giving it no chance to escape. This was a case of being outnumbered and forced to rely on sheer numbers to overcome the opponent's superior cultivation.

At first, Yue Qianchou was worried that his opponent's cultivation level was too high, and that a clash of their flying swords would injure him. After calming himself down and practicing a few times, he felt relieved. It wasn't a matter of their cultivation levels, but rather that he hadn't been prepared and had been successfully ambushed. He remembered that even when Company Commander with the three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in Utopia, this hadn't happened; it was purely due to his carelessness. However, this experience provided him with a good method for future battles: ambushes were definitely a good option.

With no more reservations, it was time to deal with this guy. Yue Qianchou looked down and sneered, "You dog, see how I deal with you." He stretched out two fingers, pointed with Sword Control Art, and two more cold beams of light shot out from the sword umbrella behind him, flying to the left and right, shooting towards the disciples of the Cultivation Pavilion.

Having just been tricked, Yue Qianchou harbored thoughts of revenge. His two cold flashes didn't kill his opponent immediately, allowing him to barely dodge. The man darted and rolled on the ground, leaping and bounding, only to have a hole pierced in the ground by a flying sword the moment he dodged. As for the sword he had stepped on, Yue Qianchou then took it for himself.

"Bang bang bang..." Explosions rang out one after another. Almost no bluestone slabs could be found intact on this No. 6 field. It was full of pits and bumps.

The man was immediately forced into a sorry state by the three flying swords. His initial arrogance and smugness had vanished, and now he was desperately trying to escape. To onlookers, he looked extremely vulnerable, his life hanging by a thread, unsure when he would be killed. It was indeed a rather shameful sight.

"You bastard, if you kneel down and admit defeat now, I might consider sparing your life. Otherwise, just wait for the Cultivation Pavilion to come and collect your corpse! Hehehe!" Yue Qianchou laughed arrogantly, returning the man's words to him completely.

After being tortured, the disciple did indeed want to admit defeat, but kneeling down to admit defeat was something he absolutely could not do, because if he did, the Cultivation Pavilion would probably no longer tolerate him.

The disciples of the Cultivation Pavilion were undoubtedly the ones with the most complicated feelings at this moment. Their faces all darkened. When did the disciples of the main branch get pushed to this point by the disciples of the auxiliary branch? They had truly disgraced the Cultivation Pavilion!

Gu Qingyun's expression was inscrutable. From a friend's perspective, he should hope that Yue Qianchou would win. In terms of reputation, he would naturally hope that the disciple of his own lineage would win, because he was, after all, a member of the Cultivation Pavilion, and losing face would also involve him!

After a moment's thought, Gu Qingyun gritted his teeth again. That guy was hateful too. Not only did he launch a sneak attack, but he also gained the upper hand at the beginning. Why did he have to say such sarcastic things? Now, the guy had returned the favor, and Gu Qingyun had no way out. If it were just a normal win or loss, no one would say much, like Lu Guang did at the beginning. But things had escalated like this. The two of them were exchanging insults and bullying, dragging in the two factions behind them. Now it wasn't just a matter between two people, but a matter of reputation between two factions, a fight to the death, where neither side could back down.

Most of the disciples in the Cultivation Pavilion shared similar thoughts with Gu Qingyun. The disciples from other branches were exceptionally excited, Yue Qianchou had greatly brought honor to the auxiliary branches.

The rumbling continued in Arena Six, and the area within a radius of several dozen meters was now considerably lower than the surrounding ground. The disciple, suffering in silence, continued to flee, already drenched in sweat.

Seeing that he refused to admit defeat, Yue Qianchou sneered and prepared to kill him. However, he had never intended to let him go from the beginning, even though he had already admitted defeat.

"You bastard, I'm done playing with you! Give me your life!" Yue Qianchou shouted, pointing his fingers. Ten Sword-Ray shot out from the dazzling sword wheel behind him and rushed downwards.

"Ah!" The disciple suddenly shouted, raising one hand from his sleeve. A golden bracelet on his wrist flashed with a golden light, instantly enveloping him. More than ten rapidly approaching beams of cold light struck the bracelet, producing crisp clanging sounds, and were all deflected, unable to penetrate even a fraction.

"Holy crap! What is that?" Yue Qianchou exclaimed, staring in disbelief at what lay below. The surrounding onlookers also erupted in a clamor.

"The Vajra Bracelet!" Guan Wei Wu on the upper floor, was taken aback at first, then turned around and angrily said, "Elder Ou, what does your Cultivation Pavilion mean by this? How can you allow disciples to bring Law Treasure into the competition? This is far too unfair to the other disciples."

Ou Sihai glanced at him, his face expressionless, and said, "Who said you can't bring Law Treasure into the competition? Who allowed your Alchemy Pavilion disciples to bring so many flying swords into the competition? Isn't that unfair to the other disciples?"

"That's because of the sword technique he cultivates. He can control so many flying swords at the same time, so carrying more flying swords is naturally no problem," Guan Wei Wu argued, his neck thick with anger. His disciple was about to win, and then the opponent actually pulled out a Law Treasure. How could he not be furious?

"That Vajra Bracelet wasn't given to him by my Cultivation Pavilion. He obtained it through his own abilities after killing a demonic disciple while he was out cultivating. Why can't he use what belongs to him?" Ou Sihai sneered, then suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice, "Guan Wei Wu, who gave you the right to speak to me like that?"

Guan Wei Wu was stunned. Ou Sihai's cultivation had reached the peak of the mid Tribulation stage Realm, which was even stronger than the sect leader. According to the seniority in the outside world, he was also his father's junior brother, a generation higher than him and the sect leader. As a member of the same Guan family lineage, it was indeed not his place to question him.

"Senior brother! You be the judge!" Guan Wei Wu dared not retaliate against him anymore, so he had no choice but to seek the judgment of his Sect Master Brother.

Feng Xiangtian looked down, paused, and pondered, "Law Treasure obtained through one's own abilities naturally belongs to one's own strength, and this is fair to everyone. You two should stop arguing." Although the last sentence had a hint of reprimand, overall, it was clear that he was on Ou Sihai's side.

"Yes, Sect Leader!" Ou Sihai replied with a smile, then looked down without saying a word. Guan Wei Wu's face twitched; he was also speechless.

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