Faced with True Person Greedy Sleep's teasing, Fang Wang could only smile and nod.
Seeing Fang Wang step onto the stage, Guang Qiuxian adjusted his posture in the main tower, a hint of anticipation appearing in his gaze.
Zhou Xue, on the other hand, remained utterly unmoved when she saw Fang Wang.
Knowing that Fang Wang was the White Clad Startling Swan, Lu Yuanjun smiled softly. "This is Junior Brother Fang Wang of the Third Vein. He's very strong—without question, the strongest member of the Third Vein's lineup this time."
As soon as those words were spoken, the First Vein disciples who had still harbored doubts about Fang Wang were all taken aback. They would not question Lu Yuanjun's judgment; they simply wondered when the Third Vein had produced such a disciple.
At the same time, discussions erupted throughout the city.
"The Third Vein is kicking someone when they're down. The Fifth Vein is going to finish at the bottom now."
"Hahaha, this junior brother just entered the sect, right? The Nine Meridians Martial Competition is this cruel. They're fighting over a peak's cultivation resources, after all—of course profit comes first."
"Don't be in such a hurry. This has only just begun. The Third Vein will be besieged sooner or later."
"Even if the Third Vein wins, it'll be a dishonorable victory. But if they lose, they'll be utterly humiliated."
"Who is that guy? He's quite handsome!"
In the city, the Fang Manor disciples became excited when they saw Fang Wang take the stage, introducing him to disciples from their respective peaks.
Inside an inn, Great Qi's Son of Heaven Zhao Zhen sat by the window. He watched the Golden Mirrors in the sky and Fang Wang's figure, his sword-like brows tightly furrowed.
Not long after Fang Wang stepped onto the stage, a disciple from the Fifth Vein leaped onto the Martial Competition Platform. Holding a longsword, this man had won two bouts during the Fifth Vein's earlier clash with the Second Vein. He was undoubtedly the strongest member of the Fifth Vein's lineup.
Fang Wang raised his right hand, and his Life-Bound Treasure Spirit gradually condensed above his head.
The Celestial Palace Halberd!
He could not use the Startling Swan Divine Sword Art, or his identity would be exposed. The Great Heaven Lightning Summoning Technique consumed too much spiritual energy, so he might as well fight with the Celestial Palace Halberd.
He was about to condense his second Life-Bound Treasure Spirit. It was time to put the Celestial Palace Halberd to use!
The ten-foot Celestial Palace Halberd appeared above Fang Wang's head and was caught in his right hand. Under the sunlight, its blade glinted with cold radiance, while the dragon design on its shaft seemed vividly alive, like a True Dragon.
The appearance of the Celestial Palace Halberd immediately caused quite a stir.
"A long-weapon Life-Bound Treasure Spirit? A Fangtian Painted Halberd? Rare indeed!"
An elder beside Guang Qiuxian stroked his beard and smiled. The other elders began offering their own assessments. At a glance, the Celestial Palace Halberd was clearly no ordinary weapon.
Guang Qiuxian merely smiled without speaking, not joining their discussion.
Zhou Xue fixed her eyes on the Celestial Palace Halberd, her delicate brows faintly knitting together. She seemed to have thought of something, and a strange light flickered in her eyes.
The ten-foot Celestial Palace Halberd was enormous. Held by Fang Wang, it gave off an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"So that is his Life-Bound Treasure Spirit?"
Gu Li's beautiful eyes brimmed with anticipation. She had once assumed Fang Wang's Life-Bound Treasure Spirit was a sword, but she had not expected it to be a long weapon.
True Person Greedy Sleep stared at the Celestial Palace Halberd, frowning.
He had seen much and experienced much, yet the instant he laid eyes on the Celestial Palace Halberd, he knew this Life-Bound Treasure Spirit was extraordinary.
An Earth Origin Treasure Spirit?
Could its rank be even higher than Lu Yuanjun's Life-Bound Treasure Spirit?
Lu Yuanjun, in the First Vein's pavilion, was also drawn to the Celestial Palace Halberd. At that moment, ninety percent of the people in the city were captivated by its appearance.
What an overbearing Life-Bound Treasure Spirit!
Fang Hanyu's eyes were covered by white cloth, yet he could actually see. He was inwardly astonished.
Fang Wang was not a sword cultivator?
On the Martial Competition Platform!
Fang Wang spun the Celestial Palace Halberd in his right hand, then swept it forward, its tip aimed at the Fifth Vein sword cultivator. Smiling, he asked, "Senior Brother, are you ready?"
Since he was going to fight for it, he would reveal all his edge!
Besides, Fang Wang still had even stronger trump cards hidden away!
Pointed at by the Celestial Palace Halberd, the Fifth Vein sword cultivator felt tremendous pressure. But under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he would not cower.
"Then come!" the sword cultivator said coldly.
As soon as he spoke, Fang Wang suddenly released his grip. The Celestial Palace Halberd burst forth with terrifying speed, tearing through the air with a piercing explosion as it shot toward the sword cultivator like a streak of cold light.
The sword cultivator's pupils contracted, and he instinctively raised his sword to block.
The halberd blade crashed against the sword blade. An unimaginable force struck him, sending this Spirit Pill Realm sword cultivator flying backward. In the blink of an eye, he slammed into the formation screen at the edge of the Martial Competition Platform. Blood sprayed from his mouth before he fell to the ground.
The entire city fell silent. Within the thirty-two Golden Mirrors, Fang Wang still held his hand aloft, while the Celestial Palace Halberd hovered where the sword cultivator had stood moments before.
Everyone in the pavilions of the Nine Peaks and the Main Peak was stunned.
Crushing victories had occurred before, but never anything this outrageous!
Yang Yuanzi pinched his beard and secretly sighed in relief. He had truly been afraid Fang Wang would use the Startling Swan Divine Sword Art.
After this battle, in the eyes of the Taiyuan Sect disciples, Fang Wang had nothing whatsoever to do with sword cultivators.
"Amazing, Senior Brother Fang!" Zhou Bo suddenly cheered, his voice shattering the silence and prompting discussions to break out in the pavilions surrounding the Martial Competition Platform.
An elder swiftly landed beside the sword cultivator, examined his injuries, then carried him beyond the formation.
Very soon, the second disciple came onstage. She was a female disciple, her face filled with anger. Without a word, she directly condensed her Life-Bound Treasure Spirit—a silver longsword. She unleashed a sword art, her blade trembling as sword flowers formed from Sword Qi flew toward Fang Wang.
Fang Wang waved his right hand, and the Celestial Palace Halberd hanging in midair erupted with terrifying speed once more!
Sword Control Technique at Great Perfection!
The Celestial Palace Halberd forcefully destroyed one sword flower after another, frightening the female disciple until her face drained of color. She hurriedly leaped upward, only for the Celestial Palace Halberd to turn with her, tracing a flawless arc.
In midair, the Celestial Palace Halberd struck the female disciple's abdomen with its shaft, smashing her out of the Martial Competition Platform and into the formation screen before she fell to the ground.
Her hair was disheveled as she endured the pain and tried to rise. Yet a surge of blood rushed up her throat, forcing her to spit it onto the ground.
Whoosh—
Another opponent defeated in one move!
Although the Fifth Vein disciples had already gone through fierce battles, their strengths should not have differed by such a vast gulf, should they?
That was what most disciples thought, and the way they looked at Fang Wang changed.
The elders of every peak also looked at Fang Wang differently. The Fifth Vein Peak Master frowned deeply, and a disciple behind him leaped out and ascended the Martial Competition Platform.
"Come!"
This was a burly middle-aged man. He raised his hand and condensed his Life-Bound Treasure Spirit, which was unexpectedly a long whip.
Fang Wang immediately charged toward him while raising his right hand. The Celestial Palace Halberd shrank back from the air and swiftly fell into his grasp.
The middle-aged man leaped into the air. A Flying Sword flew from the Storage Bag at his waist and rapidly expanded. He stood atop the Flying Sword, swung his whip with his right hand, and countless slender golden arrows shot toward Fang Wang like a torrential downpour, their momentum immense.
Fang Wang used the Shadowless Steps, easily evading them. He suddenly stopped, then fiercely hurled the Celestial Palace Halberd into the sky.
The two were now less than fifty feet apart. At such a distance, the middle-aged man was so frightened by the Celestial Palace Halberd's might that his body tensed, leaving him no time to dodge.
A deafening collision rang out. A golden mirror suddenly appeared before the middle-aged man, resembling the thirty-two Golden Mirrors floating above the main city. The mirror forcibly blocked the Celestial Palace Halberd.
Fang Wang frowned, surprise flashing through his eyes.
"Enough. The Third Vein wins this battle. The Fifth Vein, change combatants!"
A majestic voice rang out from above. The speaker was True Person Greedy Sleep. With a beckoning gesture, he summoned the golden mirror into his sleeve.
So an elder had intervened!
Fang Wang sighed in relief. He had thought his opponent was truly that formidable.
The middle-aged man in the air was drenched in sweat, his gaze toward Fang Wang filled with fear.
Three consecutive victories, all achieved through absolute strength!
Disciples throughout the city grew excited. No one in the previous battles had displayed such imposing spirit. For a time, the claims that the Third Vein's victory was dishonorable vanished, replaced by inquiries into Fang Wang's identity. Before long, Fang Wang's name spread throughout the city.
Word also spread that he had become a Personal Disciple the moment he entered the sect, adding an even more legendary hue to Fang Wang in the eyes of the disciples from every peak.
"The Fifth Vein concedes!"
The Fifth Vein Peak Master spoke, his expression still calm, as though he did not feel humiliated at all.
True Person Greedy Sleep immediately announced, "The Third Vein wins. They will replace the Fifth Vein's ranking and take seventh place!"
Fang Wang raised his hand to retrieve the Celestial Palace Halberd and was about to step down when Yang Yuanzi's voice rang out. "The Third Vein will continue its challenge and challenge the Sixth Vein!"
True Person Greedy Sleep was also taken aback, inwardly cursing Yang Yuanzi for stealing his words.
Fang Wang had already become too lazy to keep track of the rankings of the peaks. Whoever Yang Yuanzi chose, he was willing to fight!
Fang Wang rested the Celestial Palace Halberd on his shoulder and looked toward the Sixth Vein's pavilion. His posture and gaze felt like a provocation to the Sixth Vein disciples.
The Third Vein disciples, however, were thrilled. This Senior Brother Fang was truly domineering!
The Third Vein had not produced such a figure in a long time. Their eldest senior brother, Li Yu, treated others gently. That was the flattering way to put it; in truth, many believed Li Yu was overly weak and had dragged down the Third Vein's image.
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